Chapter 116

"Master, it seems something is wrong! Xue Ying and the other have been inside for so long, why is there still no movement from Li Cheng?" The gray-clad old man revealed a look of surprise and suspicion.

"No rush, wait a little longer!" Ma Tong said lightly, his hand gently stroking the long handle of his golden hammer, his eyes revealing a cruel murderous intent.

Under the night sky, time passed quietly.

The horses snorted impatiently.

The momentum of the army arriving with murderous intent was quietly fading as time passed.

"Master, I think the situation is indeed a bit wrong. Logically speaking, if there is really only one eighth-rank Wu Shi sitting in the city, with the strength of Xue Ying and the other, even if they were surrounded and couldn't open the city gate, they should be able to kill their way to the city wall and signal us." The gray-clad old man said.

"Regardless of whether the situation is right or not, killing into the city will naturally make it clear at a glance!" Ma Tong picked up the long-handled golden hammer in his hand, his eyes narrowed slightly as he looked at the huge city gate.

He was born with great strength, and the long-handled golden hammer in his hand weighed three hundred catties; this city gate shouldn't be able to withstand many of his strikes.

"Master, be cautious. Now the situation inside Li Cheng is unclear, and the night is not conducive to attacking the city. It's better to wait until dawn to observe the situation before making a decision!" The gray-clad old man advised.

"Hehe, slaughtering during the day is not conducive to this True Person casting spells to collect vengeful spirits; attacking and slaughtering the city can only be done at night! Don't worry, isn't it just a city that has been severely damaged? Even if there are a few more eighth-rank Martial Masters inside, what can they do? It's nothing more than a few more deaths." An eerie voice sounded again from the cavalry behind.

Hearing this, the gray-clad old man's lips trembled, and finally, he closed them again.

Ma Tong stretched out his tongue to lick his lips, his eyes revealing a cruel and bloodthirsty look, and he grinned, saying: "The Immortal Master is right, it's just a mere city that has been severely damaged; even if there are some variables, it won't be able to stir up much trouble."

After saying this, Ma Tong spurred his horse forward, toward the direction of the city, and pointed the long-handled golden hammer in his hand toward Li Cheng from afar.

The golden light on the golden hammer surged in the night sky, revealing a golden rock the size of a small house.

"I am General Guangwei. You lot, open the city gate and surrender quickly, and I can spare your lives. Otherwise, when this General breaks into the city, I will kill without mercy!"

Ma Tong's voice was fierce and imposing under the night sky.

"General is mighty!"

"General is mighty!"

The army shouted in unison, their morale like a rainbow.

Just at this moment, with two "Whoosh! Whoosh!" sounds, two black shadows flew out from the gate tower.

Those two black shadows streaked across the night sky, and with two "Bang! Bang!" sounds, they smashed onto the flat ground seven or eight zhang in front of the army.

Under the firelight, the soldiers could vaguely see that those two black shadows had exploded like two watermelons.

Brains and fresh blood splattered everywhere.

The army suddenly fell silent.

Ma Tong's face turned livid, his eyes flashing with a crazy look.

"Slaughter the city for this General!" Ma Tong roared, waving his arms.

In an instant, flags danced wildly, war drums sounded like thunder, and the cavalry, holding long spears and horse-slaying sabers, charged toward the tall city like arrows released from a bowstring.

The neighing of warhorses and the sound of iron hooves stepping on the ground erupted, shaking people's souls.

Ma Tong, leading the Iron Blood Guards and holding the long-handled golden hammer, took the lead and charged straight toward the direction of the city gate.

"Kill! Kill! Kill!"

The shouts of killing resounded through the heavens and earth, echoing under the night sky.

On the city wall, the soldiers, who had been calm because of the sudden appearance of the two Grandmasters, saw the army below the city coming like a flood, with evil spirits soaring to the sky and thick smoke rolling, and couldn't help but sweat in their palms, their arm muscles tensed.

The army quickly rushed to the foot of the city.

Arrows rained down like a downpour from the city wall, and the cavalry were hit one after another, falling from their warhorses.

The warhorses behind rushed up one after another, and the cavalry who hadn't had time to climb up were instantly trampled into meat paste.

Ma Tong turned a blind eye to the soldiers being shot and falling from their horses, his fierce eyes just staring fixedly at the city gate.

Seventeen Iron Blood Guards and the gray-clad old man guarded Ma Tong's surroundings, shields held high, charging toward the city gate with him.

The arrows landed on the shields and were deflected one after another, unable to harm them in the slightest.

Ji Yuanzhen, Liang Jingtang, and others stepped forward, grabbing the javelins made of black iron that had already been placed there.

"Whoosh! Whoosh!"

Javelin after javelin was thrown through the air toward the Iron Blood Guards beside Ma Tong.

The immense power gave the javelins terrifying speed.

The javelins tore through the air, rubbing violently against it, actually causing the pitch-black javelins to faintly glow with streaks of red light under the night sky.

Dozens of javelins streaked across the night sky like a meteor shower from the city wall, covering the area where Ma Tong and the others were about to rush.

Before the javelins arrived, the powerful airflow and field had already struck first.

The Iron Blood Guards guarding Ma Tong all revealed looks of horror; those behind pulled their reins to stop, but those in front had no time to stop or dodge, and Ma Tong was right beside them.

As Iron Blood Guards, they couldn't dodge and expose their commander to the javelin rain.

The energy within the Iron Blood Guards' bodies circulated crazily, either surging into the arms holding the shields or into the arms holding the sabers and spears, meeting the javelins with the impact force of the warhorses' speed.

"Clang!"

A javelin was the first to strike heavily against a shield.

An Iron Blood Guard of the seventh-rank realm was carried off his horse along with his shield by the terrifying power of the javelin, flying one or two zhang in the air before falling heavily to the ground.

Fresh blood gushed out from his mouth.

He widened his eyes, his head tilted, and he died.

"Clang! Clang! Clang!"

Following the first seventh-rank Iron Blood Guard being struck off his horse and killed on the spot, more javelins fell like a sudden downpour, striking shields and weapons.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

Several more people fell from their horses.

Among them, another seventh-rank Wu Shi was killed, and three seventh-rank and one eighth-rank Wu Shi were injured.

"Damn it! There's a Grandmaster! Li Cheng has a Martial Arts Grandmaster!" The gray-clad old man shouted with a greatly changed expression.

"Kill! Kill!"

Ma Tong danced the long-handled golden hammer, hitting away two javelins in succession, his face full of murderous intent, taking the lead and continuing to charge toward the city gate.

He looked handsome and scholarly, but once he started charging, he was extremely fierce and cruel.

The Iron Blood Guards beside him falling one after another not only failed to scare him, but on the contrary, it further angered and stimulated the cruel, violent, and bloodthirsty nature in his bones.

He must charge into the city and slaughter everyone in Li Cheng!

"Master, the situation has changed, retreat quickly! Retreat!" Seeing this, the gray-clad old man's expression changed greatly, and he spurred his horse to chase after Ma Tong.

If Li Cheng was really like the information the spies had received.

Then their thousand-man elite force this time, let alone attacking the city, just suddenly arriving at the city wall, would probably have scared the wits out of the defenders and common people in the city, making them either open the city gate to surrender immediately or abandon the city and flee.

But now, on the tall city walls of Li Cheng, not only were there heavy troops with firm fighting intent guarding, but there were also experts among them, and even a Grandmaster, so this thousand-man elite force that had traveled light without carrying heavy defensive and siege weapons was far from enough.

The gray-clad old man's words finally made Ma Tong, whose brain was filled with murderous intent, calm down a little, and he slowed down his speed.

He turned his head to look at the army behind him.

In just a short time of charging, nearly one-third of the thousand-man elite force had died.

The nineteen Iron Blood Guards beside him, counting the two who had taken the initiative to send their heads earlier, had already suffered more than half casualties.

However, apart from feeling a little heartache for the Iron Blood Guards, Ma Tong couldn't shake his cold, ruthless, iron-like heart for the casualties and losses of the other elites.

He turned his head to look back, not to see the casualties of the army, but to see the attitude of that evil cultivator.

Having commanded the army for many years, Ma Tong, who had calmed down slightly, already knew very well that even if he forcibly broke into the city, this battle would probably already be a disastrous defeat.

Unless that evil cultivator made a move, perhaps he could turn the situation around.

Wu Rong, who was lagging behind the soldiers and covered in black robes like a ghost hidden in the shadows of the crowd, looked at the corpses all over the ground under the city wall in front, and the soldiers on the city wall with soaring fighting intent, stretched out his tongue to lick his lips, and moved his somewhat dry throat.

"The vengeful spirits produced by a large number of people who suddenly fall into despair from the extreme joy of seeing hope must be very powerful! Even if I take some risks and waste some magic power and some collected vengeful spirits, it is worth it!" Wu Rong's pair of old eyes flashed with bloodthirsty and greedy ghostly light.

Thinking this in his heart, Wu Rong looked coldly at Ma Tong, and his lips moved slightly.

"Continue killing, this Daoist will make a move!" As Wu Rong's lips trembled slightly, an eerie, cold voice sounded in Ma Tong's ear.

"Kill! Kill!" The bloodthirsty and violent look in Ma Tong's eyes ignited again, and he waved the long-handled golden hammer in his hand and continued to charge toward the city gate all the way.

"Master!" Seeing this, the gray-clad old man was shocked, turned his head to look at the evil cultivator hiding in the shadows of the army, and helplessly continued to spur his horse to chase after Ma Tong.

"Whoosh!"

Two javelins with red light shot toward him one after another, rapidly piercing through the air.

"Clang!" The gray-clad old man swung his saber with all his might to hack and slash.

The javelin and the saber landed almost at the same time.

But following closely, another javelin kept enlarging in his pupils, and the terrifying pressure brought by the terrifying power made him know very clearly that he absolutely couldn't dodge or resist this shot with his bare hands.

"Master, save me!" The gray-clad old man shouted in horror.

Toward this gray-clad old man, Ma Tong ultimately had some feelings.

He pulled on his warhorse, and the long-handled golden hammer in his hand struck through the air toward the javelin shooting at the gray-clad old man.

Rolling energy surged from the golden hammer, turning into a golden rock in the air, blocking the javelin's path.

"Whoosh! Whoosh!"

Just at this moment, four javelins shot over almost at the same time.

Two took Ma Tong's head and chest, and two continued to kill the gray-clad old man.

The two black iron javelins aimed straight at Ma Tong were extremely fierce.

Ma Tong's expression finally changed greatly.

"Two Grandmasters!"

However, Ma Tong was also powerful, and the long-handled golden hammer danced.

"Clang! Clang! Clang! Clang!"

He actually struck down the four black iron javelins with lightning speed.

"It's too far away! The energy can't be hidden in the javelin to reach the target, the power isn't enough." On the city wall, Liang Jingtang shook his head while grabbing a black iron javelin and throwing it with all his might.

No extra update today. The update is finished. In addition, I recommend the new book by the great author Chengfeng Yujian. Last time I rushed the new book list, I was fortunate enough to have his help in recommending it, and now he has also opened a new book. There is a link below.

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