After successfully acquiring countless giant trees, twenty to thirty thousand soldiers quickly joined in the construction of the urn city, wearing stars and moonlight, with high fighting spirit.

After a night of intensive construction, when the first light of dawn appeared in the sky, the prototype of an urn city finally rose from the ground!

Nearly 30,000 exhausted soldiers were replaced, and another 30,000 dragon riders seamlessly began construction. The efficiency was terrifying!

The arrow towers and tooth walls are increasing rapidly. Although they are not as hard as the formal city walls, they are enough to meet Zhou Jian's needs for a battle.

On the other side, the smelting of a heavy iron gate also began.

At dusk that day, the barbicans were completed one after another!

Viewed from the sky, the entire Beilong Pass looks like a Hui character. It is extremely dense and even more prison-like than a prison!

boom!!

boom!!

A loud noise came from below the urn city. Li Ba and Li Meng led tens of thousands of people and were rushing into the urn city that had just been built. Although it was a wooden structure, the terrifying wisdom of the Han people, the mortise and tenon structure, made it stand still.

!

Seeing this, Zhou Jian was overjoyed: "Okay, very good!"

"That's enough. This is the burial place of the Beiyuan Reserve Army!" He clenched his fists, his eyes filled with murderous intent.

The generals behind him were excited and gearing up, looking at the masterpiece of this day and night. They were full of expectations. They even imagined that after the Beiyuan rebels invaded the pass, they would be locked up and beaten, leaving no intact corpses!

At this time, suddenly, a fast horse rushed from the city gate: "Report!"

"Your Majesty, the five spies from Beiyuan are back!"

As soon as these words came out, everyone was stunned for a moment, and then they remembered that His Majesty had planned to kill Shen Gongbao a few days ago.

"It's the right time to come back, bring them here quickly!" Zhou Jian shouted, his eyes sparkling. It had been almost two days, and King Bei had not attacked yet. This was not in line with his character.

"yes!!"

The sergeant immediately turned back and soon brought Wu Yang, Zhang Zi and the other five people over. Their backs were covered with sweat, and it was obvious that they escaped after a thrilling effort.

"See your Majesty, long live your Majesty! Long live your Majesty!" The five people knelt down and were about to cry. They were relieved to see Zhou Jian.

"You have accomplished your mission well. You are lucky to have escaped. I have fulfilled my promise and you are free now."

"But before that, I have one more thing to do. Why didn't King Bei attack for two days?" Zhou Jian said.

Wang Yu, Zhang Liao and others were also curious and looked at it one after another.

The five people were overjoyed when they heard this. They didn't have to die. They immediately kowtowed with great gratitude, and then said: "Your Majesty, we are about to report this matter to you!"

"The whole territory of Beiyuan is in chaos. After the twelve counties changed their flags, more and more places are showing signs of defecting to the imperial court. Now the King of Beiyuan is under pressure and must win the war with you."

"So they rested for two days, brought in a large number of siege equipment, and planned to launch the final fierce attack on Beilong early tomorrow morning!"

"And the villain overheard that it seems that King Bei has formed an army of dead soldiers!" Wu Yang's face was solemn and scared.

Hearing this, everyone in the dusk looked shocked!

Army of Death Soldiers?

These three words are not difficult to understand, that is, they are destined to die. Unless they are all dead, they will never stop attacking. Even if their legs are broken, they will have to crawl forward, and their rear will no longer provide manpower to rescue the wounded.
Chapter completed!