With a slight frown on his forehead, Wu Zhan felt that Guo Jia's plan was feasible.
Immediately, combined with his own thoughts, he said: "Send the order, let Jia Xu temporarily take charge of the Daxia Kingdom, and let him make preparations for me, plan for the promotion to the throne, and rebuild the new dynasty."
"Xue Rengui listens to the order."
"The end is here!"
Hearing Wu Zhan's orders, Xue Rengui's eyes were filled with joy.
Clicking on him means that he is qualified to fight in this battle.
"I order you to immediately lead the Unknown Thirteen and 400,000 Wu family troops to Jubei City. You are mainly responsible for outflanking the enemy at the east gate of Jubei City."
"promise!"
Xue Rengui accepted the order meticulously.
"Luo Cheng listens to the order."
"The end will be here."
"I order you to immediately lead Yanyun's Eighteen Cavalry to the Northern Desert and convey my order to Ran Min. After that, you and Ran Min will rush back together. You must stop the millions of Northern Desert Cavalry from withdrawing and returning.
The journey.”
"promise."
Luo Cheng also did not dare to neglect and accepted the order respectfully.
"Ma Chao obeys the order."
"The end will be here."
"I order you to immediately lead the 70,000 Wu family's cavalry to Jubei City, and go first to help Zhang Xun."
"promise."
Ma Chao took the order.
"Fengxiao, in addition to writing a letter about my previous appointment to Jia Xu and sending someone to deliver it to Jia Xu, you must also write two more letters. The first letter instructs Huang Zhong to lead an army of 120,000 divine archers and rush to reject the enemy.
Beicheng is mainly responsible for outflanking and blocking the enemies at the west gate of Beicheng."
"The second letter tells Hua Xiong to lead one hundred thousand Wu family troops to join Huang Zhong, with Huang Zhong as the leader."
"promise."
Guo Jia didn't hesitate, sat down on the floor and started writing a letter.
"As for the last army, I will personally lead it."
After a series of orders were given, all armies set off.
A big war is about to begin again.
No one can rest.
Wu Zhan raised his head and looked at the sky. He knew that he had no choice. If he wanted to establish a dynasty, he had to withstand both internal and external struggles.
Of course, if he chooses to seek peace and concession with the major dynasties, he may be able to avoid external disasters.
But, is Wu Zhan that kind of person?
Obviously not!
He had already secretly vowed in his heart that the dynasty he established must straighten its backbone and not be oppressed by other countries.
If an enemy attacks, he will give him a heavy blow.
...
Time flies, and a few days pass by.
All armies are on their way to Jubei City.
Inside and outside the city of Jubei, beacon smoke rises one after another.
On the south gate city wall, Zhang Xun's battle armor was already stained with blood, and the original color could not be seen.
His firm eyes looked down at the endless stream of enemy troops below the city, and he never showed a trace of depression or wavering.
"General Zhang, there's an emergency at the east gate!"
Before Zhang Xun could stay here long, he heard soldiers coming to report in a hurry.
In these days, Zhang Xun was like a fire captain, tossing back and forth on the four walls of Jubei City.
At this moment, he had just commanded the battle and temporarily repelled the enemy at the south gate, but the east gate was in danger again.
It really didn’t give Zhang Xun any chance to breathe.
In fact, Zhang Xun never closed his eyes for a moment since millions of Northern Desert cavalry besieged Jubeicheng.
That is to say, Zhang Xun's willpower is amazing. Otherwise, if it were anyone else, even if they were at a high level and could hold on physically, their mind would collapse.
"Let's go, follow me to the east gate!"
Zhang Xun's sonorous and powerful voice sounded, and he patted the Wu family soldier on the shoulder, as if giving him infinite strength, which made him feel shocked.
"promise."
Follow Zhang Xun and rush to the east gate.
When he arrived at the eastern wall of Dejubei City, Zhang Xun looked at the city wall and saw corpses lying on the wall. His face could not help but be moved by them.
Tragic, too tragic.
At this moment, look around.
Most of the 30,000 warrior soldiers who originally guarded the eastern city wall have been lost.
At present, there are less than ten thousand.
It can be regarded as the one with the heaviest casualties among the four gates of Jubei City.
"Zhang Xun, give up."
"If you open the city and surrender as soon as possible, I can spare your life."
"If it's too late, after I break the city, I will definitely reject the whole North City and leave no chickens or dogs behind!"
"At that time, you will become a sinner in Jubei City."
Under the city wall, there was a Northern Desert general, holding a mace, and his upper body was bare, revealing a dark and strong figure. He looked fierce and ferocious while shouting loudly.
His name is Ba Lang, and he is a legendary warrior in the Northern Desert.
It is said that he grew up in a wolf den and was born with a wild wolf-like ferocity, which is far beyond the reach of ordinary people.
Every time he fights, Ba Lang's style is like a pack of wolves hunting, hunting the enemy with utmost ferocity.
Because of his brutal style, during the siege of Jubei City, the east gate where he was responsible for the main attack made the fastest progress. On the east gate wall, the casualties of the Wu family soldiers were also the highest.
Zhang Xun stared at Ba Lang and said in a deep voice: "Ba Lang, don't have any wishful thinking."
"If you want me to open the city and surrender, you are just dreaming!"
He almost shouted through gritted teeth.
Zhang Xun's eyes were full of cold light.
In his hands, wisps of dark light slowly spread over the entire east gate city wall.
Just as he saw, on the east gate city wall, the corpses of the warrior soldiers gradually dissipated and dissolved under the wisps of dark light.
But Zhang Xun's whole body seemed to have an extremely evil force rising crazily.
[Name: Demon Hero·Zhang Xun (The city is about to perish, so why not turn into a demon?)]
[Initial realm: ninth level of death profound realm]
[Qualification: The appearance of a genius]
hiss!
All the surviving Wu family soldiers around Zhang Xun couldn't help but shiver.
Looking back.
Gradually, Zhang Xun was enveloped in a burst of extremely blazing demonic flames.
The surging demonic power surged and roared within Zhang Xun's body.
"Um?"
Under the city wall, Ba Lang, who was about to continue shouting, suddenly felt something.
I couldn't help but retreat several feet.
He said loudly: "Zhang Xun, stop pretending to be a ghost. Under the current situation, even if you become a demon, what can you do?"
It has to be said that at this moment, Ba Lang was already afraid.
His intuition told him that Zhang Xun was becoming dangerous.
The terrifying momentum made his scalp numb.
"The devil roars!"
At a certain moment, Zhang Xun could no longer suppress the waves of demons rolling up in his body like a tidal wave.
A pair of pupils become evil and fascinating.
Behind him, a pair of bloodthirsty demon wings slowly appeared.
As he screamed hoarsely, his wings waved, and the demonic power suddenly swept across the entire Jubei City beyond the east gate.
Swish! Swish! Swish!
The wind was strong, and the dark and alluring demonic power turned into a rain of dark and solid arrows, flowing down like a waterfall from the sky, covering the heads of the Northern Desert cavalry.
"What?"
With a cry of surprise.
Ba Lang glanced at Zhang Xun.
He only felt that Zhang Xun's power was in a state of constant ups and downs, which was so strange and fascinating that he did not dare to act rashly.
The devil's arrows rolling towards him made his heart tremble even more.