The defenders on the city had already noticed the existence of Qin Feng's army.

He sent countless officers and soldiers to support the battle here.

However, after a long time, the army was still not shaken.

This lonely army is becoming more and more braver!

"Boss, are you okay now?"

After Qin Feng activated his war talent skills, all the true energy in his body was exhausted.

He collapsed on the ground as if he had run a marathon.

"I'm fine, how is the situation now?"

Qin Feng lay down on the top of the city and said weakly.

"The situation has stabilized for the time being, and Lu Wude sent several teams of thousands to support us."

Qin Feng nodded with relief: "Just keep it steady."

He looked up at the distance and saw that the elite military soldiers of the Minjian Army in the distance had already formed a formation.

They were eager and steady towards Qin Feng's city wall.

The black elite peddlers formed a square formation of thousands of people.

The soldiers were wearing uniform black armor.

"Span!Span!Span!Span!"

The deafening footsteps kept pressing towards the city!

Tens of thousands of well-trained soldiers gathered into a torrent of steel.

They took consistent steps, and the huge formation exuded a powerful murderous aura!

Behind the elite stairs are siege equipment such as cloud ladders, catapults, etc.

These siege equipment that took countless days to build are huge, several meters high, and some are even as high as more than ten meters high.

From a distance, it looks like giants standing behind the elite infantry formation.

Qin Feng's eyes looked further away through the military formation.

It was the tent of the civilian army commander set up on a slope.

He raised his lips: "You finally reacted!"

"Although it's a little slower..."

At this moment, several figures in armor stood in front of the handsome tent.

These people are the highest commander of the Minister Rebellion Army.

Every decision of theirs involves the fate of the militia army.

"Nancheng, do you think we are too slow to react?"

"Will the captain who first attacked the city wall and persisted for such a long time blame us?"

An old man with white hair and beard but full of energy said to a general beside him with a smile.

"hehe."

A man with a beard, thick eyebrows and big eyes, and an iron tower-like man responded: "This is no wonder we are."

"General Guoyi Zhang Wanyong said at the combat meeting last night that the first siege team was his prisoner of war camp."

"You also know that the combat power of the prisoner-of-war camp is impossible to rush up to the city wall in an attack."

"unless……"

"Unless what?"

Hearing the hesitation in Shen Nancheng's words, the old coach asked.

"Unless a demonic figure appears in our civilian army!"

Shennan City Road.

"oh?"

The old man glanced at the beloved general beside him with deep meaning: "Is it just like you in the past?"

"This thousand-man commander is much better than his former subordinates!"

Shen Nancheng seemed to think of his former self: "If I were young, even if I attacked the city wall, I would not be able to hold on to the city wall for so long when I saw no friendly reinforcements."

"I heard you say that, this thousand-man master has an unlimited future?"

The old coach said.

"Congratulations to the Grand Marshal, not only will he conquer Luo City today, but he will also be happy to win a general!"

Shen Nancheng did not answer the old man's question directly, but instead said joy.

"hehe."

The old handsome smiled so hard that he couldn't stop, and the folds on his face were squeezed together.

"I just heard from the messenger sent by General Guoyi that the commander of the thousand-man commander, named Qin Feng, was from a prisoner of war camp and was captured in the Battle of Ancheng. His life background was unknown."

"Qin Feng?

It's not such a coincidence, right?"

Chen Nancheng whispered.

"What did you say?"

The old coach said.

"Nothing, I just thought of an old friend."

Chen Nancheng smiled self-deprecatingly.

Qin Feng has been with Princess Chu Qing of Daxia, how could he come to the militia to rebel?

With this kid's strength, it is even more impossible to become a prisoner of war.

Maybe it's just a person with the same name and surname.

Chen Nancheng thought so.

"General Guoyi Zhang Wanyong has sent someone to support Qin Feng's Thousand-man team."

The old general of the Militia Rebellion Army looked at the front line, and the black elite pedestals said confidently: "I have ordered 150,000 elite pedestals to be pushed forward. As long as we follow the wall where Qin Feng is located, we will break through deep and occupy Luocheng is a foregone conclusion!"

"If you can attack Luocheng City walls so smoothly, the thousand-person team led by Qin Feng will be the first to be praised."

This energetic old handsome man paced back and forth.

"Nancheng, if you capture Luocheng today, what good do you think I will give this Qin Qianfu to this commander?"

When he passed by Chen Nancheng, he suddenly stopped and looked at the beloved general who had followed him for many years.

"The coach, my subordinates think that if Qin Feng's thousand-man team successfully defeats Luocheng, he will attack the city without fear of difficulties and gain a foothold in the city, which will be the key to breaking the situation."

"The thousand-person team of the prisoner-of-war camp should remember the first merit!"

Chen Nancheng thought for a while and said.

The old handsome nodded.

He walked past Chen Nancheng: "When the Battle of Luocheng is over, I will promote Qin Feng as the commander of ten thousand men, how about it?"

"The handsome man is wise!"

The white-haired old coach waved his hand and changed the topic: "The down-and-out clock of the immortal weapon you got from Dragon Valley is said to have attracted the covetousness of some sluts?"

Chen Nancheng said: "Recently, there were two people who were sneaky intent on stealing the down-and-out clock, but thanks to the protection of the general, his subordinates have seen through the tricks of those two."

"Just just carelessly, let these two little thieves escape."

"Thanks to the protection of the Grandmaster?"

"Nancheng, when did you learn to flatter?"

The old handsome joked with a smile.

Chen Nancheng smiled bitterly and refused to answer.

He is a righteous person.

However, as the militia army continued to grow, the higher his official position, the less free he lived...

In Luo City, smoke filled the city of gunpowder, and there were shouts of killing everywhere.

There was also a sound of begging for mercy in the middle.

The moment the elite soldiers of the Militia Rebellion Army entered the battlefield, the fate of the entire Luocheng was decided.

The defenders guarding Luocheng only had 20,000 to 30,000, and the requisitioned Ding Zhuang looked like only 50,000 people.
To be continued...