"Tan City has been destroyed. All soldiers must enter the city."
"Whoever cuts off Jingling's head will be rewarded with ten thousand taels of gold and will be granted the title of marquis of ten thousand households."
The rich rewards made the eyes of these soldiers turn red, and they desperately wanted to behead Jing Ling.
"Hahaha, Jing's head is right here. If you have the courage, come and get it!"
Jing Ling's body was covered in blood, and his armor was in tatters, but his eyes were still bright and determined.
The city gate was breached and Tancheng fell.
Jing Ling understood that they had no way out now and could only fight to the death.
"Don't spare any of the soldiers of the Zhou Dynasty. Kill them all." Deng Hong also had a strong murderous intention on his body.
In fact, if it weren't for Gu Chengxuan's strategizing, he wouldn't have been able to force Jing Ling to this point.
His strength may be comparable to Jing Ling's, but Jing Ling's courage and ability to lead troops are far superior to him.
There was jealousy in Deng Hong's eyes. He was already middle-aged, while Jing Ling was still very young.
In a few years, I'm afraid he won't even be Jing Ling's opponent.
Now, Deng Hong ordered that all the soldiers of the Zhou Kingdom be killed.
The reason why the soldiers of the Zhou Dynasty were allowed to surrender before was because their purpose was to kill Jing Ling, and the surrender was only allowed to paralyze the soldiers of the Zhou Dynasty and disintegrate the combat effectiveness of the Zhou army.
At the same time, it is also to avoid unnecessary deaths and injuries.
But now that Tancheng has been defeated and Jing Ling has been defeated, there is no need for them to accept surrender.
After fighting for so many days, Deng Hong's men suffered a lot of losses.
"Kill!" The army of Dashun State surged forward, covering the sky and almost drowning Jing Ling and others.
Jing Ling was still unafraid and walked upstream towards the crowd.
Even if it was already a dead end, Jing Ling would not show any timidity.
There were only more than a thousand soldiers left beside Jing Ling, and almost all of them were injured.
Not only were they out of food, but they were also out of elixirs, and even their weapons were worn out.
Dashun Kingdom had already prepared for today's siege. Tancheng had almost no supplies. God knows how they managed to survive the past ten days.
At this time, they faced more than 40,000 enemy troops, a 400-fold difference in strength. Without the protection of the city, they could only deal with it head-on.
The wound on Jing Ling's body collapsed, and he directly tore off the clothes of the enemy he had just killed and wrapped it around the wound.
This tragic wound was left by the strong master of Tianjia. If Jing Ling's strength hadn't briefly reached the level of a pseudo-grandmaster that day, he would have been killed by this man's sword.
The wound was so deep that the bone could be seen. It had not been treated carefully, and now the blood was flowing uncontrollably.
"Grand Governor!" The soldiers beside him had red eyes and trembling bodies.
"Retreat, retreat to the alley." Unable to take care of his own wounds, Jing Ling gave the order again.
Fighting the enemy in the alleys of Tancheng, they could still hold on for a while.
And this is also their last effort.
Street fighting will only become more bloody and brutal.
Everyone wiped away their tears and retreated to the alley with Jing Ling.
There was a man next to Deng Hong who had been wearing a ghost fang mask. When he saw Jing Ling retreating into the alley, he immediately jumped out and rushed towards Jing Ling.
He also received a death order from the Heavenly Armor Envoy to kill Jing Ling.
This person is called Wu Si, who is good at using swords and once had a great reputation in the world. Later, he surrendered to the Tianjia Sect Master and relied on his own efforts and the skills given by the Tianjia Sect Master to finally break through to the status of a Grandmaster.
If it weren't for Tianjia's iron rule, he would have long ago thought of wandering around the world and displaying the skills of a powerful master.
Jing Ling saw the man rushing forward, holding the spear tightly with both hands, and his face was covered with a layer of cold sweat.
He knew that Wu Si was a strong master, and he was definitely no match for him in a head-on fight, not to mention that he was seriously injured now.
Wu Si was very fast, constantly moving through the army without any hindrance.
Soon, he closed the distance with Jing Ling.
"Captain, be careful!"
Someone wanted to cover Jing Ling, but was pushed away by Jing Ling.
At the same time, Wu Si's figure also came to Jing Ling.
Wu Si pulled out his long sword, but Jing Ling took the initiative to meet him without dodging. At the same time, he swung the spear and stabbed directly towards Wu Si's heart.
Jing Ling was planning to fight tooth and nail and risk his life.
There was a look of horror in Wu Si's eyes. He had finally been born, but he hadn't shown off his skills yet, and he didn't want to die at all.
Finally, Wu Si flinched, stepped aside, gave up killing Jing Ling, and hid aside.