Immortal Devil Transformation

“Boom!”

The originally violent drums of war changed sharply, with a low voice and an unusually long voice.

“Cheng, get ready to go. ”

Cold Kurokoyun Qin turned his head and looked around at the old sergeant, who was still adjusting the hair and white of the crossbow guard, and said silently.

“There's still a round to shoot, you go first. ”

The old sergeant, with white hair, looked at the young sergeant Yun Qin Black Armor, who had died from blocking several arrows for him, still carried a crossbow and loaded it into the crossbow guard.

The leader of Black Armor Yunqin glanced at the closest wall gap to them and shook his head immediately, "No, it's too late! ”

“I'm old, I can't get a knife, it's useless to be away from this city crossbow. Go, you can kill a few more reckless men.” The old sergeant with white hair muttered, but still didn't stop.

The cold-blooded General Kuroko Yunqin understood at this time that the old sergeant with white hair didn't feel like he could make it, but didn't want to leave at all.

For the military, this is against the military order, but at this time, neither the Black Ko Yunqin General nor the six or seven remaining Yunqin sergeants beside him can generate any anger.

They all saw the determination of the old sergeant with white hair.

“Come on! ”

The old sergeant with white hair burst into a roar.

Cold black nail Yunqin led the mouth slightly twitched, “Go!” He finally made a military ceremony against the old sergeant, with white hair, and drank loudly and began to do his best to run towards one of the walls of the city.

“Cheng!” Behind him, the rest of Sergeant Yun Qin all cried out, tears came out, never turned back, and began to run and leave.

The old sergeant with white hair did not make a sound, looked at the body of the young Sergeant Yun Qin who had blocked several arrows from him on the ground and the bodies of several other Sergeants Yun Qin on the side, then lifted the heavy hammer, a stable hammer followed by a hammer, and struck on the clasp pin of several cross moon crossbows that had been winched well by the guard of the city.

Several crossbows broke the rain fog, shooting more than a dozen reckless soldiers who had just rushed up the walls, but more reckless soldiers climbed from there to the walls.

An old sergeant with white hair hid behind a city crossbow.

More and more reckless soldiers are rushing towards this city crossbow like a tidal wave.

Listening to the already dense footsteps, the old sergeant, with white hair, laughed and then flashed out, waving the heavy hammer in his hand and hitting the exciting pin on the crossbow guarding the city.

“Huh!” “Huh! ” …

Several arrows instantly fell on him.

Several bloody fogs blew from him, his body swayed and fell backwards, but the heavy hammer in his hand had already struck the snap pin.

“When!” the loose pin sounded, the old sergeant with white hair yelled, "Dead! ”

An arm-thick guard crossbow flew out in his last howl.

Sergeant Yun Qin played with the city crossbow for the rest of his life. His last crossbow arrow, instead of the reckless soldiers in front of him, was shot at a crossbow next to him.

The crossbow exit of the city crossbow faces the crossbow next to it.

“When!”

Before fully disengaging from the city crossbow, the crossbow struck the crossbow next to it and suddenly countless pieces of metal broke. The crossbow arrows broke into pieces... The city guard crossbow violently shook, and countless machines inside included fractures. On the thick wall of the moon crossbow, the broken crossbow arrow hit the hole, carrying tremendous power, and hit a crossbow next to it severely.

These crossbows crashed, damaged, many of the reckless sergeants rushing forward retreated in a bleak way, were pierced by the bursting metal pieces and screamed down... In this scene, Cheng muttered and closed his eyes.

……

At the same time, many crossbows on the city walls were overturned and damaged.

“Don't go over there! Get back here! ”

A major reckless school officer made a sharp howl.

Dozens of reckless soldiers, who had taken over an intact crossbow guard and several crossbows, turned their heads in surprise and looked at the commanding reckless school officer and did not understand what had happened.

At the next moment, they suddenly felt a huge shadow over their heads.

“Boom!”

A collapsed Yunqin giant stone thrower smashed them down, smashing them together with the reckless soldiers and burying them.

All Yunqin mega-throwers are collapsing, falling into the city, or smashing directly into the city, flooding with huge smoke, making the city full of epic and destructive atmosphere.

……

The drums of Yunqin's battle continue.

Finally, the drums on the walls come from the four corner buildings on the walls.

A group of extremely ugly reckless soldiers poured down these four corner floors in blood and dust.

The air around the corner tower is vibrating in the drums.

The staircase door leading to the corner building was completely open, listening to the drums still ringing. At the staircase door of one of the corner buildings, a reckless schoolmaster imagined that the Yunqin drummer above the corner floor could not live without putting them in the position of eyes, thinking about the death and injury of his brothers along the way, his face was shady and almost dripping out of the water.

However, in the shout-out and scolding of the grand reckless school officer, several grand reckless sergeants had just crossed the stairs of the corner building, and Yun Qin drummer upstairs in four corners knocked out one of the strongest sounds at the same time.

The sound, like countless people laughing, like countless people roaring, growling.

In this drum, the four corner buildings simultaneously trembled and collapsed.

Upstairs in the corner, four Yunqin drummers greeted death with pride.

On the walls below the corner, many reckless soldiers face the earth and are buried under the collapsed corner.

At the time of the collapse of the four corner buildings, the shady skies of Dongjingling were hidden and there were many more voices.

Many reckless soldiers listened, and then their faces became uglier. This voice, is a singing voice, is a song made by many Yunqin people singing together.

This is the glory of the Yun Qin people.

A reckless general looked at the wreckage of the giant stone thrower Yunqin that collapsed on the wall in front of him, and suddenly he wanted to cry in the rain and singing.

……

Shenmu cranes are still flying in the air.

Above the crane, Han's hands have been pressed against the box containing “Big Black”.

She has made every effort to issue an order for withdrawal as quickly as possible at the speed of climbing the walls of the reckless army at every wall gap. However, there are all kinds of accidental factors in the battle, no one can completely grasp the whole situation. On all sections of the city wall, some Yunqin sergeants are already tasked with covering the evacuation of other Yunqin sergeants, and some Yunqin sergeants, also blocked by the reckless army, cannot successfully escape from the city wall into the street alley in Dongjingcheng.

At this moment, on this part of the city wall below her, one hundred and fifty and sixty Yun Qin sergeants were blocked by two large reckless armies.

If she exhausts all her soul power and provokes a big black arrow, she may be able to directly shoot down a section of the city wall, and these Yunqin sergeants may have the chance to escape from a section of the city wall gap.

However, she must obey Lin Xie's orders.

If she exhausts her soul, it takes days of uninterrupted meditation to make up for it.

The war has just begun.

She can only fight once in this war.

This attack can only be left to the Lord General of this reckless army, or the Holy Master, at a time when more Yunqin soldiers' lives can be saved.

So her hands trembled slightly, touching the box with the big black on it, but finally she didn't open it.

She watched the hundreds and dozens of Sergeant Yun Qin sing, resolutely launched the final battle, then strong.

Rain silk has been sprinkling on her face.

On her cold, white face, there was always water flowing down, and she could not tell whether it was rain or tears.

…….

Inside the impudent wooden building.

Even the quietest and most peaceful part of Dongjingling at this moment, Lin Xin can hear the song coming from the breezy rain, the sound of the Yunqin Giant Catapult and the collapse of the four corner buildings like mountains.

Lin Xie lowered the scroll in her hand.

He has carefully read and noted all the city's defenses, troop layouts, traps, and descriptions of all the city's army composition and practitioners on this reel.

At a time like this, his memory seems to be much stronger than usual.

However, he still stuck the scroll in his arms.

Because he knew perfectly enough that Tang Chuqing's layout was perfect, and the city was strong enough to own these people. This war can be fought without him. But since he came to the city, he had to let the Yun Qin people in the city die less, and he had to… win the battle unless he died here.

Previously, even after he became a student at Qingyang College, he still had some difficulty understanding why some people could eventually run, but all had to live with a city pool, a fortress. He thinks he is very flexible, very unperishable... really can't fight at the end, runs away, is that Qingshan is often in, green water flows, runs away and then beats again.

At this point, however, he knew that his earlier thoughts were wrong.

In such a song, the air breathed in each breath is filled with a tragic atmosphere... so many people are burning with the enemy jade stones, so many people are forgetting to defend their homeland... so many people will not leave for fear of dying... so many people have died in this city because they want to preserve the city and protect more people from being killed by the enemy, the only atmosphere is to fight each other.

Lin Xi's eyes fell on his glorious high priest robe.

He used to think that priests were like gods, and he just felt like one more priest, just one more strength.

At this point, however, he understands more. In the summer of Bi Fang Ling, he and the young people surrounding these colleges seemed to grow up suddenly, but in the early autumn rain of Dong Jing Ling, they suddenly became more mature.

He walked into the fine rain silk and began walking in the alley of Dongjingling.