The world's number one female killer: waste confuses the world

"We will see the outcome under the sword? Haha! Why? Don't you just rely on the hundreds of unarmored cannon fodder in front of you! Xiao Linfeng, even if you ask people from Miao Jiang to help, it will still be of no avail!

Under the city tower, there is no longer a corpse, and your plague of living corpses cannot be used at all. My army of wind and cloud, just shooting arrows is enough to shoot you into a thousand holes! "

Ao Junxie pointed at Xiao Linfeng with his sword, and shouted angrily.

Under the city tower, Xiao Linfeng remained silent. Across the dim sky and earth, both inside and outside the city had already tightly grasped their weapons.

However, the raised arm of Prince Beiming, holding the dagger tightly, froze in mid-air, and did not put it down for a long time... [

Anyone can foresee that this is a war without any suspense. Xiao Linfeng's thousands of troops are just a moth pounced on the hundreds of thousands of Fengyun's army...

Without the plague technique, these remnants of Beiming would not even have a glimmer of hope of survival.

Behind Qingkuang, Dongfang Mu and Duanmuxiu watched all this quietly and started talking in a low voice.

"Mu, in your opinion, will Xiao Linfeng really come to die?"

"Hmph! He doesn't want to die! Xiao Yuan can abandon the city and surrender instead of dying in battle. Of course, his son won't be so heroic... However, even so, I can still conclude that Xiao Linfeng will still attack the city , and, it will attack very violently!"

Duanmuxiu sneered, glanced at Dongfang Mu, shook his head, and said with a smile:

"Don't forget, Xiao Yuan is still in the hands of the Fengyun army. I don't believe it. Xiao Linfeng doesn't even care about his father's life! If that's the case, even if he regains the capital of Beiming, he will lose the morale of the army. He is a dignified man. Prince Beiming, I don't think you can even think of this, right?"

Dongfang Mu folded his arms, hugged his chest, and said softly:

"Well, how about we take a gamble?"

"It's a deal! How to gamble?"

"It's very simple. If you lose, you will be the driver when the teacher returns to Fengyunwang City. If you win, I, Dongfang Mu, will be the driver!"

"Haha! Good! That's it!"

Duanmuxiu winked at Dongfang Mu triumphantly, with a look of winning.

Under the tower, Xiao Linfeng stood silently, as if he was waiting for something, and seemed to be thinking about a major decision concerning his family and life...

The first thing to break this dullness was the voice of a hoarse old man on the tower.

"Wind!"

All eyes were attracted by this sound.

At some point, Xiao Yuan, the aging king of Beiming, had already climbed to the top of the tower by himself.

He took a step forward tremblingly, his face was pale but extremely calm, his old cloudy eyes were full of incomparable determination and cruelty that one dared not look directly at. [

"You are right, we are the citizens of Beiming Kingdom! For hundreds of years, Beiming and Fengyun have stood side by side in the world. It is God's will to come to this point! Even if Beiming is going to be destroyed, it must be destroyed!" Vigorous and vigorous! The capital may perish, but the members of the Xiao family must not die in such a useless manner!"

Xiao Yuan slowly closed his eyes in pain, and moved half a step forward.A strange and pale smile suddenly appeared on the deeply wrinkled face.

"Father is old and useless, so I can only use this broken body to help you as a last resort! You don't have corpse ammunition, father is willing to be the first one..."