Xuanxia

Chapter 931 Bloody Battle (Part )
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With a loud bang, the heavy and huge city gate shook violently, and several cracks appeared.

Huhebaji and three other Cave Heaven Realm powerhouses were simultaneously shocked and flew backwards, falling heavily into the crowd, knocking away a large group of soldiers. All three of them were bleeding from their mouths and noses, and one of them was even shocked so much that one of his eyes burst, with blood gushing out.

But at the same time, the full-strength attack from the three of them caused the formation to tremble!

Not only the city gate, but the entire long city wall began to shake!
The four shamans on the top of the city all shook and spurted out blood. The two with weaker cultivation levels knelt down directly, and the remaining two also had blood flowing from their eyes, their faces as pale as earth.

"Cough, cough, cough..."

Huhebaji yelled, "They are almost exhausted! Keep on hitting them! Keep on hitting them!"

But just as he shouted, he saw two figures swooping down from a great height.

That's Daiqin and Yihe!
Three Cave Heaven Realm experts were crashing into the city gate, and they were terrified watching from above. At this moment, the great formation was shaken by the impact, and they were half-hearted... But seeing that three enemy generals were injured, how could they let go of this opportunity?

Until now, Tiele has not shown up yet. These three enemy generals in the Cave Heaven Realm are already the strongest forces on the opposite side!

Even if we can't kill them, leaving some injuries is also good!

So Daiqin and Yihe didn't even communicate with each other, just exchanged glances, then drew their swords at the same time, jumped off the city wall, and killed towards them!
But the Northern Barbarians' reaction was also very fast. The crowd quickly surrounded them and dragged their three enemy generals into the crowd. Another group of people rushed towards Daiqin and Yihe, obviously with the intention of fighting to the death.

This time, Daiqin and Yihe's attacks were in vain.

They could only helplessly kill some enemy soldiers in the crowd with their swords and then hurried back to the top of the city.

At this time, the boiling water and golden juice had been brought to the top of the city wall and began to be poured on the heads of the Northern Yi soldiers below the city!

The scalding juice poured onto the faces and bodies of the soldiers, and they let out horrific screams. However, as soon as they opened their mouths, the juice poured into their throats, preventing them from even shouting. They tumbled and fell one after another, and the human ladder they had built also overturned.

"It works! Try again!"

The soldiers on the top of the city shouted excitedly: "Another tank!"

Wisps of smoke rose from the tribe.

That's not cooking, but every household starts lighting the stove!
The women and the elderly brought out the boiled juice. They carried the clay jars, their hands turned red and blistered from the heat, but they still gritted their teeth and handed them to the tribal warriors who came to support them. Then they took back the jars and basins that had just been emptied and rushed back home to boil new water.

"Damn it!"

At the foot of the city, Huhebaji watched this scene and gritted his teeth and said, "Call the shamans to come up! Break open their broken protective formation!"

In the previous battle of Chongshan Pass, many shamans were killed. In order to protect Tiele, after Tiele was knocked to the ground by Hong Ruohai, they faced the generals of the Northern Frontier Army who came to support them, and several of them were killed in succession.

Not only that, in the subsequent retreat, they also paid a heavy price in order to stop the heavy cavalry from the Northern Frontier.

There were not many shamans in the Yi country to begin with, and so many of them died. The remaining ones were already treasures among treasures in the army, and they would not be allowed to take action until the critical moment.

but now……

Even though the Northern Barbarians' soldiers were as fierce as wolves and tigers and fearless of death, they had fought for a long time but couldn't even reach the top of the city wall. Their deaths were so tragic. It was time to use some ruthless tactics.

Huhebaji's order was passed down, and soon several shamans slowly walked out of the military camp.

Their faces and eyes were filled with determination to die.

As fellow shamans, they knew very well how powerful the protective formation supported by the power of the temple was.

The three cave-sky warriors charged with all their might but still could not break through, and were even severely injured by the recoil. Even if these shamans had a way to break the protective formation, the outcome would definitely not be good.

But now is not the time to think about these!

If they fail to capture the Feixiong Tribe, they will soon be wiped out by the Northern Frontier Army rushing over from behind!

"not good!"

Daiqin, who was standing on the top of the city wall, had sharp eyes and saw the shamans at a glance. His face changed immediately.

He looked at the four shamans on his side again...

Two of them were already kneeling on the ground, unable to get up for a long time, and the other two looked like zombies who had been dead for half an hour, holding up the protective formation entirely by instinct.

Hong Ruohai said Fu Qingzhou would come to help, but he hasn't come yet.

Once the protective formation is broken, the Northern Barbarians’ soldiers will immediately flood in like a tide, and the Feixiong Tribe may not last more than two hours!

"Yihe."

Dai Qin said in a deep voice: "The Feixiong Tribe is left to you."

Yi He was shocked: "Chief?!"

But Daiqin said nothing more. After he finished speaking, he suddenly flew out, turned into a meteor, and smashed towards the shamans at the gate of the Beiyi military camp!
"Keep him!"

Not far away, Huhebaji saw this scene, his eyes widened instantly, and he shouted in ecstasy: "We must keep him!" Daiqin knew, of course, that he could not leave.

The distance of two miles is just a blink of an eye for a strong man in the Cave Heaven Realm.

He landed heavily at the gate of the Northern Barbarians’ camp, his hair and beard standing up, roaring like a bear!
The big knife was raised high and chopped towards the shamans!
Behind him, countless Northern Barbarian soldiers rushed up roaring.

With people crowded around and blood splattered, it soon became impossible to tell who was who. All that could be heard were increasingly hoarse roars and the ever-violent and bright flashes of swords.

Yihe on the top of the city wall had tears in his eyes.

But now was not the time to be sad. He gritted his teeth, drew his knife, and shouted, "The enemy shamans were all killed by the chief! They can't break our formation! No matter how many come, they will die! Kill them mercilessly!"

"Kill!"

"kill!"

The warriors of all tribes roared, they raised their spears and bows and arrows, carried golden juice and boiling water, their hands and waists were numb from killing so many people, but listening to Yihe's roar and looking at the red-eyed enemy troops under the city, they felt an endless surge of strength.

Up to now, the Flying Bear Tribe has the upper hand... at least that's what it seems on the surface.

Thanks to the protective formation, they had almost no casualties, but had killed countless enemy troops.

But they are not stupid. Everyone knows that as long as the protective formation is broken, this advantage will disappear.

They also have eyes and can see the conditions of the shamans in their own tribe.

Therefore, they can only kill more desperately and more crazily!
As long as we kill one more enemy soldier now, when the protective formation is broken, one less person will die!

At the gate of the Beiyi military camp.

Daiqin was covered in blood and his right arm was broken.

He supported himself with his left hand on the knife full of chips, and managed to stand.

Blood stuck to his hair and blurred his eyes, but he could see clearly that the shamans had all fallen at his feet without a single one falling... and were stacked on top of the bodies of the soldiers who had dared to rush forward just now.

Those fearless and reckless Northern Barbarian soldiers surrounded him in a circle, and no one dared to step forward.

“Wow, wow, wow…”

Daiqin also had a deep wound on his throat, probably a ruptured trachea, and his laughter was leaking air and sounded unpleasant and hoarse.

"Why bother?" A familiar voice came from not far ahead.

Daiqin raised his head.

His eyes were covered with blood and he couldn't see clearly, but just from the vague outline, he knew who the other person was.

"The city will eventually be broken."

Tiele walked out slowly in a cloak, his eyes cold and indifferent: "It's not worth it to sacrifice the life of the future Great Khan for this."

Daiqin's chest rose and fell, and his throat moved.

After a moment, he suddenly raised his neck and spat out a mouthful of thick bloody phlegm from his mouth!
The blood and phlegm flew towards Tiele like arrows, but when they were three feet away from him, they seemed to hit an invisible wall and fell to the ground dejectedly.

Tiele looked at him coldly.

"The Flying Bear Tribe does not fight for power, wealth, fame or gain!"

Dai Qin gritted his teeth and said, "We are fighting for stability and peace!"

Tiele had no expression on his face and raised his hand.

There was no knife in his hand, but the light of the knife was like a meteor in the sky, illuminating the world in an instant.

Daiqin was speechless.

His neck felt a little itchy, and he wanted to lower his head to take a look. However, when he lowered his head, his head rolled into the pile of corpses of the people he had just killed, and then rolled along the pile of corpses until it came to Tiele's feet.

Tiele lowered his eyes and raised his feet.

Clap!

A red and yellow substance mixed with bones, blood, and flesh splashed under his feet.

"Daiqin is dead!"

Tiele said in a deep voice: "All the people of Feixiong tribe, surrender immediately! Anyone who resists, regardless of gender, age or status, will be chopped into pieces!"

His voice was like rumbling thunder, following the clouds in the sky and pressing towards the Feixiong Tribe!

(End of this chapter)