"Let me go... the people, save the people let me go...!" Gong Yang Yuqing felt for the first time that he was so weak, and blood was still flowing rapidly, but he still struggled desperately to enter the city. There were nearly 100,000 people inside.

"Ahhhhhh!"

More and more people died. Hong Mo's army was too many. Two fights one, and two fists could not match four hands. In less than a moment, most of them were dead. Hong Mo's participation was like a bolt from the blue. How could 600,000 people fight against more than one.2 million?

"General, don't go. The people of Suyang City are the people. Are the people of dozens of cities in Nanyue not the people? Retreat the troops quickly, we can't sacrifice our lives in vain!"

"General, we have no way to go!"

The soldiers were sweating profusely. If they didn't call for withdrawal, the remaining 40,000 people would die.

Gongyang Yuqing knew that withdrawing troops meant something, and he ignored Suyang City, but they were unable to resist, so they could only wave their hands and roar with wet eyes: "Retreat!"

"Retreat quickly!"

And Hong Mojun intends to kill all the people: "Continue to chase and kill!"

More than 40,000 people followed Gong Yang Yuqing backed and met the enemy's attack. This was unexpected. It can only be said that there were too many kingdoms and it was hard to defend. Everyone wanted to dominate the world. Gradually, more than 10,000 people fell down, but the rest had already escaped into the deep mountains and forests, and were temporarily safe. Gong Yang Yuqing pointed to the forest ahead and said, "Go in!"

Seeing this, a general snorted and laughed: "General Feng led 100,000 people to trap me to death, and the rest followed me and Your Majesty into the city!"

"yes!"

In Suyang City, when he heard a spy coming to report that Hong Moguo had called, he quickly closed the city gate. There were only 3,000 soldiers suppressed it. The rest of the people did not exercise for many years, even if ten were not necessarily defeating one of the other.

King Hong Mo had already arrived at the city gate and looked at the more than a thousand archers above and said proudly: "I advise you to surrender properly, otherwise I will not blame me for being merciless!"

‘Swoosh swish swish!’

The arrows swept down quickly.

"It's hopeless, kill!" With the order of King Hong Mo, more than 50,000 people began to shoot arrows together.

"Ahhhhhh!"

The people on the city wall rolled down one by one, and in a short while, they all became dead souls as arrows.

'Bang!'

The huge wooden stakes violently attacked the three-meter-high city gate, causing the people in the city to swallow, pinch their weapons, and wait for the enemy to come in and then go forward and throw their heads and blood. Only some people in wealthy clothes began to retreat in horror, turn around and run towards the other door.

'Bang!'

In the end, it was not blocked. The city gate opened wide and a crowd of black people rushed in. Some of the remaining two thousand soldiers were with the remaining two thousand soldiers to kill in front of the front.

The sound of swords, guns, sticks and sticks resounded throughout the sky. King Hong Mo looked at the scene with fun and sneered: "Overbial ability, all of them will be executed, no one will be left!"

There were only a few thousand people who escaped, and the rest were holding fruits and fruits and stones standing on the roof and smashing hard. Is this an opponent of well-trained soldiers? After a while, the city gate was blocked by the bodies of ordinary people. The archers who had already climbed up the city tower put the death talisman at the people struggling on the ground.

"Puff puff puff!"

Ruthless arrow feathers pierced into people's chests and collapsed to the ground weakly.

Nearly 100,000 people died within half of the incense stick, which was completely incomparable.
Chapter completed!