The Hardest Opening System in History

Chapter 1877

The sky is connected with clouds, waves and mist, and the river of stars is about to turn into a thousand sails.

In the east of the sky in the core of taixuan, a glimmer of dawn began to appear.

However, with the dawn coming, the chaotic situation in the eastern part of the central shangguo has not improved at all. Instead, it is getting worse and worse.

By this time, the war storm has completely shrouded, and in this bloody war cloud, no one can be alone.

"Rich and noble, how is aunt Chang?"

At the top of the city wall of Shangxiao City, the third prince Yin Wen, standing upright and arrogant, continued to look ahead. After the inquiry fell, a solemn response sounded in his ear

"Back to the three prince, the royal highness of the long princess was directly unconscious due to the heavy heart, and has now been sent to the rear of the city to temporarily stabilize the situation."

"That's good."

There was not much emotion in Yin Wen's voice, but everyone around him knew how heavy the pressure was on the prince's shoulders.

The front line around the battle of attack and defense of Shamian city did not stop for a moment. The friars of the central shangguo rushed to the most naked city of shame in tens of thousands of years.

They want to uproot the city, they want to use the enemy's blood, to wash their humiliation!

However, the holy court did not come unprepared to suppress the chaos of the sea of immortals, and fight against the immortal and sleepless for countless years. There is no doubt that the city is powerful.

Whether it's the magic torrent or the Dragon chanting crossbow, which the central government is most proud of, it's all blocked by the chaotic frontier of the city.

This dark fortress, which is square and full of countless scars, is like a smelly and hard stone, or a nail, which has been hammered into the east of the central shangguo and into the hearts of all the central shangguo friars around.

"Damn it, blow it to Laozi, we must turn it into powder, then we can get rid of our hatred!"

The roar was heard from a general. Without hesitation, the soldiers who marched from the surrounding cities to the vicinity of Shangling city directly began to launch a violent charge against Shamian city in front of them.

One arrow, wrapped with the awn of magic power, poured down in front like a rainstorm.

At the same time, the crossbow filled with golden arrows gathers the soul of the golden dragon, roars up to the sky, and puts out the string.

In a flash, a golden flame rips the space in an instant, explodes from top to bottom on the top of Shamian City, shining out a dazzling golden light.

All of a sudden, the night sky lit up under the dawn, and then the wisps of dragon chanting arrows flashed back, clearly illuminating Yin Wen's face on the wall of Shangxiao city.

The latter's lips were pursed, and in his condescending eyes, the surroundings of shamiancheng seemed to be completely divided into two parts.

The ordinary people in the city were retreating, while a large number of soldiers in armor were rushing forward and relying on the walls of the surrounding cities to build a defense line.

However, it was rooted in Shamian City, where Shangling city was originally located. Since it fell, it has not been taken action, which directly shrouded a layer of haze in Yin Wen's heart.

This is the scholar Prince's first time to command so many people to carry out the offensive and defensive war, and the reality of the situation is far more complex than that recorded in the book of war!

Then Yin Wen, who secretly clenched his fists, took a breath quietly and asked:

"How long does it take for all the people in the city around Shangling city to withdraw?"

When asked, several generals in the rear looked at each other. Then one of them stepped forward and said:

"Back to your highness, there are 21 cities around Shangling city. There are countless people in it. It will take a day to withdraw all of them."

The words of the middle-aged general made Yin Wen look colder in his golden eyes. Then he clenched his fist and smashed on the wall in front of him

"Then speed up the evacuation, as soon as possible."

After that, Yin Wen took a look at the sky lit Shangxiao city behind him and continued to say:

"At the same time, send someone to Shangxiao city to tell the zongmen and the major chambers of Commerce in the city that if you don't want the city to be destroyed and people will die, don't hide and pinch, and send high-level monks to listen to the command of the prince."

"No!"

Yin Wen's two successive orders fell, and the rear general nodded, stepped back quickly, and jumped down the wall.

Then, Yin Wen leaned forward slightly and continued to look forward, which was shrouded by countless powers, and the tightly frowned shamiancheng did not stretch.

But the next breath, the golden pupil in Yan Wen's eyes shrank violently, because a breath which was completely different from the surrounding turbulent breath suddenly came from the front.

This Qi is desolate, despairing and terrifying. People who once lived in the north are familiar with this Qi.

Because this is the Qi that belongs to the death of Tao abandon!