Thick smoke drifted from a hundred meters away, adding a pungent and choking smell to the air.
This is the signal for war!
The atmosphere became solemn, and the thick smoke brought a surging tide of enemies.
From a distance, they look like a swarm of cluttered ants, but everyone knows that the opponent's number is immeasurable.
The sound of artillery came again, and three more artillery shells were fired. The ground was already cracked by the powerful counter-shock force.
There were not many shells left, and when the enemy arrived, the Shenwu artillery had completed their mission.
Ahead there was a deafening cry of death, and further away there was an even more complicated and huge howl.
"Line up! Guard the Shenwu Cannon, don't retreat, don't panic!"
Bai Song drew out his machete and roared loudly in front of the hundred-man team that had assembled in the early morning.
In front of us is a storm that is about to arrive, and these few hundred people are just bits of gravel under the storm.
But the matter has come to this, even if it means death, we have to fight to the death against all dangers.
At this moment, Bai Song lost his usual gentleness and calmness. The veins on his forehead had suddenly popped up. Before he made a move, the sweat on his palms had already soaked the handle of the scimitar.
From the moment the first shell was fired, Bai Song and the hundreds of people around him had no way out.
This is the result of Bai Song's insistence on going his own way, and it is also the result that Bai Song expected!
Only in this way can the imperial army be forced to launch an attack!
Only in this way can Shu be pacified this year!
The original plan of the Bai Song Dynasty was to support the Tang Army. When the Tang Army and the Holy Lotus Sect faced off head-on, they would use Shenwu cannons to directly attack the side of Chengdu.
Now it seems that there has been a slight change in an instant, but in fact, the situation has undergone earth-shaking changes.
If the imperial army attacks first, it should be the imperial army that holds back the main force of the Holy Lotus Sect.
Now Bai Songxian launched an attack, and it was the more than a hundred people led by Bai Songxian who attracted the attention of the Holy Lotus Sect.
Even if the Holy Lotus Sect does not concentrate all its forces to exterminate the hundreds of people from Bai Song at this moment, it will still be able to withstand a force that is ten times higher than originally planned.
Not only Bai Song, but everyone around him held his breath. They each held their weapons and stood at their own positions, silently waiting for the enemy's arrival.
"Fire! Fire!"
Bai Song shouted, at this moment, every additional shell fired from the Shenwu cannon would be a heavy damage to the enemy.
"A bunch of rabble, let them see what we martial artists can do today!"
I don't know who shouted, and several qi burst out instantly. The oncoming crowd was blown away by the invisible force. Dozens of people were thrown into the air like dead leaves, each vomiting blood, and some people were thrown into the air before they even landed.
There is no sound anymore.
The warrior alliance launched a strike, and the dozens of people who came in the first wave were instantly defeated.
But what followed was several times the number of enemies in the first wave!
"Keep the formation!" Bai Song raised his sword and shouted again, then fell with the sword in front of him, killing the leader in an instant with his sword.
As if affected by the atmosphere, the true energy in Bai Song's body was eager to try, but also restless.
His sword was powerful and heavy, killing one person with one strike. The terrifying power actually frightened several people behind him to stop and froze.
Blood splashed on Bai Song's face and dyed Bai Song's eyes red. At this moment, Bai Song was nervous as never before.
When he turned around and looked at his teammates, they were already submerged in the crowd.
Bai Song kept repeating the formation he wanted to maintain, but he did not expect to be overwhelmed by countless enemy troops in just an instant.
Bai Song no longer had Jian Shisan and Long Shanshan in his sight.
The heads of various sects were missing, and the girls from Lingxiu Palace who he had promised Beili to take care of were nowhere to be seen.
All that could be seen were the endless enemy troops and the three divine cannons parked in front of them that had been extinguished.
The person responsible for firing the cannon was dead. The body of the only blacksmith who agreed to stay and deal with the Holy Lotus Sect fell on the hot cannon body, but his head had rolled to the ground, and his eyes were staring straight at Bai Song.
Seeing this scene, Bai Song's head buzzed.
The real war was a hundred times crueler and more dangerous than he imagined.
If you want to survive on the front line of the battle, only your courage and grief can be turned into strength!
"kill!"
Bai Song's eyes turned red, a roar tore his throat, and his voice instantly became hoarse.
The scimitar slashed again, and the body erupted with endless air waves, directly knocking away several soldiers behind who were trying to sneak attack.
A huge sword shadow suddenly appeared in the battlefield, fell from the sky, and made a roar when it landed on the ground. Its power was no weaker than that of the divine cannon!
Dozens of soldiers in front of Bai Song were blown away and fell everywhere. Like handfuls of soybeans sprinkled from the sky, screams were heard, and there was an open space among the crowd!
But this situation only lasts for a short moment!
Bai Song fought all over the place, without even a moment's chance to breathe. The empty space that followed was flooded by the enemy's crowd, and more enemies rushed towards Bai Song.
…
The battle of more than a hundred warriors resulted in an army of tens of thousands.
Even from a large charging group hundreds of meters away, it was still clearly visible.
"General Cheng, please slow down, the army is behind you."
Li Miao got rid of the large group of people and caught up behind Cheng Yaojin who was charging head-on.
Cheng Yaojin did not stop, and the Chengdu defenders also noticed the elite soldiers of the Tang Dynasty coming from the east.
Everyone on the tower is ready, and countless enemy troops equipped with crossbows are always ready to attack.
The imperial army has faced this kind of formation several times.
With crossbows as defense, the Chengdu city wall in front of them is like a natural moat that no one can cross.
Today is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. The battle in the south has plunged the entire Holy Lotus Sect into chaos, and the garrison on the tower has been significantly reduced.
How could Cheng Yaojin miss such an opportunity? He took the lead and faced the enemy's arrows.
Cheng Yaojin already had some experience in fighting crossbows many times. He dashed all the way, dodging all the way, and actually rushed all the way to the bottom of the city tower.
Cheng Yaojin escaped the arrows, but the horse beneath him could no longer hold up and fell.
Cheng Yaojin held a big hammer, stepped on the horse's head and jumped forward, flew ten meters to half of the city tower, smashed the city wall with the iron hammer, and used the hammer as an iron nail to nail it to the city wall, and then used the iron hammer to drive it to the city wall.
With a leap of strength, he flew up to the tower.
Cheng Yaojin invaded the flock of sheep by himself, wielding a hammer on the city tower and massacred everyone.
Li Miao, who was behind, stopped at the foot of the tower and looked at Cheng Yaojin above, dumbfounded.
He can't get up this tower! Even if he wants to help, he can't.
At this time, a shadow passed over Li Miao's head, and a huge flaming stone hit the tower. Several soldiers fell from the tower and were smashed into pulp.
More flaming stones flew over, some fell under the tower, and some flew into the city.
Li Miao looked back and saw that the catapults of the imperial army had begun to attack, and hundreds of soldiers were pressing forward step by step pushing against the walls and ladders.
Hundreds more people formed a group to cover the central battering ram as it slowly approached.
"The whole army attacks and Chengdu will be recaptured today!"
Li Jing came on horseback and stopped in front of Li Miao. He held the general's sword and pointed directly at the east gate of Chengdu.
A decisive battle broke out. The Holy Lotus troops who came out of the city for reinforcements in the south realized later that they had received information that the imperial army was launching a general attack at the west gate, and had to transfer their troops to the west gate to assist in the defense.
For a time, fire was flying on and off the city tower, and fighting continued.
The battering ram was set in place, the soldiers at the head shouted slogans, and the giant wood hit the city gate again and again.
The Holy Lotus soldiers who were blocking the door behind were so shaken by the impact that they vomited blood and died, and had to go forward to stop them with their lives.
Inside Chengdu, people from all parties are very solemn.
A soldier came on horseback to report: "Your Highness, the south gate wall is seriously damaged. If the enemy attacks, we have nothing to rely on!"
"South Gate?" In the prefect's mansion, a young man wearing a golden crown and black robe was a little surprised, "Didn't it say that the Tang army attacked from the west gate?"
"Yes, it's the South Gate! Previously, a few meteorites fell from the sky and landed on the walls of the South City. However, the defense of the South City collapsed instantly."
"A meteorite fell from the sky? Another meteorite fell from the sky!"
"Report!" A soldier came anxiously to report.
"What happened again?!"
"Your Highness, there is news from the front. Those meteorites were sent by a team of more than a hundred people gathered in the western suburbs. There are three huge iron monsters, weighing a thousand kilograms. I don't know what they are. The meteorites came from inside."
Upon hearing this, the young man thought that the old man was thinking deeply and said: "It turns out that the so-called meteorites and divine punishments from the sky are all caused by those people!"
And this old man is Mr. Mo, whom we haven't seen for a long time.
"Damn it! Why is there such a monster in the world?!" The young man stamped his feet anxiously, "Give me an order, no matter what the cost, we must find that monster!"
"Don't worry, Your Highness, the enemies on the west side of the city have been surrounded by us."
"Report!"
Hearing this voice, the young man wiped his sweat and frowned: "What's wrong?"
"Your Highness, the West City is in urgent need. The previous rush to increase troops to the south left the West City defense empty. Now the Tang army is approaching step by step, and the West City gate can no longer stand it."
"Keep it! It must be guarded by His Highness! Otherwise..."
"Prince... His Highness the Crown Prince!" Mr. Mo interrupted, "Prince, don't panic. I have my Mo family slaves in Xicheng to help. I believe there will be no problem in a short time."
"Mr. Mo, this time the enemy is coming so fiercely, how can you still be so calm?"
"Your Highness, according to what I see, we might as well evacuate Chengdu now."
"Evacuate? Thank you for your ability to speak out! If Chengdu is to be lost, there will be no barrier behind us."
"But judging from today's situation, even if we clean up the Wulin coalition forces in the south, the Tang army in the front will be difficult to resist. Now that the city defense in the south is damaged, we have no barrier. The Tang army has not discovered it now, but sooner or later they will find it."
"No, we have worked so hard to achieve what we have today, how can we fall short like this?"
"Your Highness, if we keep the green mountains here, we will still have a chance to make a comeback in the future. Moreover, if the old minister's prediction is correct, the weapon that dropped the meteorite that day should have been created by an old friend of the old minister. If we master this thing, I'm afraid we won't be able to make a comeback."