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Lao Liu was in Dark Moon City and was responsible for suppressing the turmoil that occurred in the census. Therefore, tonight in charge of the artillery regiment, it was Li Mufan, the second person from the shop who came back from the imperial capital with Li Ruoyu.

Everyone knows his abilities.

He was able to observe his words and opinions in the place where the top officials converged, and he was able to do his job with ease. Obviously he had an extraordinary ability. After he came to Darkmoon City, he started from a young age.

In the extreme time, he showed his extraordinary talent, and soon he was promoted to the position of artillery team leader.

Hearing Chen Zhu's call, he stepped forward and said, "The minister is here."

Everyone understands that this is about to start a massacre.

Those crying old women and young children knelt on the wall, watching their children or men stop below.

Although he knew the fate that was about to happen, no one blocked it.

A soldier for one day, a soldier for life.

Either die on the battlefield, or climb all the way up and become a master.

But since the moment they were labeled as private soldiers, they were not eligible to climb in this life, unless they were in the regular army.

"Artillery lined up."

The city lord spoke indifferently, looking at the people below, even if his heart was shaken, but his face was still as cold as frost, which is no different from seeing a dead person.

Since it's an enemy, why take pity?

Li Mufan turned around and raised his hand. The red five-star flag belonging to Darkmoon City was raised high, and said, "Cannonball is ready."

The artillery located on the surroundings filled the ammunition one after another to correct the angle. With a single order, all artillery can be fired.

This order can be Li Ruoyu or the city lord.

In the early years, the city lord was controlled by Fang Su and Zheng Dao. His own existence was just a mascot, but to this day, he is no longer the Wu Xia Amon.

The queen mother became the emperor.

Feminism is supreme.

Invisibly, raising the status of the city lord, coupled with the strength of the scientific faction in Darkmoon City, made the theological faction West continue to languish, and it was about to collapse.

and so.

They are very clear,

Just need the city lord to wave his hand, and the rebel soldiers below will be violently bombarded.

Some people are already crying.

The old woman and the child knelt on the head of the city and kept knocking their heads. In the eyes that contained tears, there was perseverance and comfort.

You can die, but you cannot die as a traitor.

Even if you are born small, but die, there are many choices, so let's die great.

Without waiting for the city lord to speak, the 30,000 army gathered under the city suddenly turned their horses and drew their swords high, staring at Fang Su and others in the opposite direction.

There, there are a hundred crusades who have already infiltrated genetic medicine.

"Come on."

It wasn't just someone who yelled, the horse hoof lifted, trampled on the ground, and the billowing torrent quickly rushed away.

"Long live science!"

"Long live Darkmoon City!"

"Goodbye, boy."

"Goodbye, mother."

They were shouting, their desperate mood suddenly turned into a sense of death, roaring and colliding with the Eastern Crusade.

The dramatic change is really shocking.

So many people have no time to react.

Li Mufan didn't have deep feelings for Dark Moon City, but when he saw this scene, his eyes turned red, and he bit his lips tightly.

Regard death as home,

perish together,

Maybe that's the case.

When their lives were about to come to an end, they chose to live for themselves, for their families, and for their faith.

Private soldiers or rebel soldiers.

At least at this moment they died with pride.

Li Ruoyu sighed and couldn't bear to look.

The city lord forcibly pulled him back and said, "Do you think I am ruthless?"

"Emotionally speaking, it is not ruthless, but unfeeling."

The lord's eyes narrowed.

"But in fact, it should be the case. The position is different. Since they have come to attack the city, they are completely hopeless."

Admittedly,

If it weren't for these soldiers to see the family on the top of the city, even if they were unwilling, they would start a desperate charge against the city.

Because it’s a deserter who retreats, he will die, and if he rushes forward, he may win, at least his life will be saved.

This may be the butterfly effect.

There is no census.

There will be no turmoil of the powerful.

Without Li Ruoyu's new city, these young and old will starve to death, freeze to death, and die tragically by the roadside, because of him, these people have a different life.

Just tonight, because of this group of people, they completely stopped the madness of this group of private soldiers, and awakened their last struggle with tears and family affection.

The people outside kept backing away, looking at the private soldiers who howled, no one could have imagined that the situation would evolve to such an uncontrollable level.

Fang Su stayed still, looking at the Eastern Crusades around him, and said, "For the gods."

"Long live the gods!"

The crusaders hidden under the armor also raised their spears high and roared at the void.

"Go, the brilliance of the gods will bless each of you, and let these ignorant rebellious groups die in complete despair under your sword."

"charge."

"Roar."

The crusaders moved.

With their sudden impact, the whole picture is different.

If thirty thousand private soldiers are a torrent.

Then the crusaders rushing into the torrent at this moment are just a bite.

It is natural to be called the strongest cavalry in the world.

The formation of the Crusaders, wielding hundreds of catties of spears, methodically tore through the torrent, and then began to intersperse back and forth.

Every time it is interspersed, the torrent is torn to pieces.

This is the first time that Li Ruoyu has seen such epic pictures of ancient wars.

That kind of visual shock, there is really no vocabulary to describe.

The army was shot, which is beyond imagination.

It has a formation, and the quality of a single body is far superior to that of ordinary people. With the blessing of genetic medicine, the rotation is like cutting tofu with a sharp blade.

The private soldiers prevailed in their numbers. It was a pity that they had no actual combat experience. It was just the first charge that killed and wounded thousands of people. They didn't wait for them to recover.

The Crusaders started the second round again.

With constant detours, the 30,000 private soldiers were shockedly charged.

Almost at that moment, the Crusaders adjusted their formation again, the previous back became the head, the head became the back, and the breath of vacancy on the body spread again, urging the horseshoe and starting the third round of cutting.

Screaming constantly.

How can it be described by a tragic word.

"They are men."

The city lord watched this scene calmly, with no expression on his face.

Li Ruoyu lit a cigarette and looked at it quietly. The shouts below seemed to drift away with the wind. Even though the earth was shaking, his heart was calm.

"Is this war?"

He muttered to himself that the high technology on the home planet allowed him to experience the feeling of charging in a virtual game, but virtual reality is no better than being on the scene.

The city lord thought he was scared, and smiled: "Why, I'm emotional again? Did you kill fewer people?"