Chapter 242: Millions in Guanzhong as Driven Mouths

The Great River flowed south within the pass, Tongguan mountain, and a majestic barrier stood in front of the foot of the mountain, with a majestic momentum, like a black iron city wall blocking the way. The profound black giant stones were poured with refined iron, and the city wall was a full thirty zhang high. There were forty-nine divine thunder cannons in the city tower, and the thunder light of each strike could blow up a small hill.

Feng Changqing leaned on his long spear, standing up with difficulty, watching the boundless magic army under the Tongguan city wall. On the majestic barrier behind him, a god-demon with four arms swung its fist and smashed it onto the city tower.

In an instant, the wreckage of the city tower splashed, and the city tower, which was dozens of zhang high, collapsed a corner. The four divine thunder cannons inside were smashed away by the god-demon's iron fist, and the Tang soldiers who were fighting desperately were also swept away by the god-demon's iron fist and thrown high.

"Kill!" A Tang army captain brandished his long spear, rushed toward the magic tide surging on the Tongguan city wall, picked up a magic soldier with his long spear, brandished the spear shaft and swept down, breaking him at the waist, but the demon's vitality was strangely strong.

Even though his body was almost broken into two halves, he still crawled toward the Tang army captain.

It was not until the long spear pierced his head that he stopped.

This captain killed his way to the position where Feng Changqing was, blocked left and right with a long spear, the spear came out like a dragon, killing back the dozens of magic soldiers scattered around, and helped Feng Changqing up: "General, the magic army is powerful, Tongguan can no longer be guarded! Let's retreat!"

"You go!" Feng Changqing leaned on his long spear and faced outside the pass, shaking his arms, and stood his spear horizontally on the city wall.

"General!" The captain shouted loudly: "The magic army's strength is a hundred times stronger than ours. After fighting desperately for an hour, we have already done our best!"

"The Emperor sent me to Tongguan to guard urgently, why didn't he send the Duke of Miyun County. Because I am a Han person. After An Lushan rebelled, the Emperor no longer trusts the magic-cultivating foreign races! Such suspicion between monarch and minister is a great taboo in battle. The magic army is so powerful and strong, any suspicion could send the Great Tang to its doom... so, I cannot leave!"

"I must prove that even if they are magic cultivators, there are those loyal to the Great Tang. Let General Geshu, General Gao Xianzhi, and even the great generals of the border troops of the world regain the court's trust."

Feng Changqing looked back, and a supervising eunuch looked coldly, looking at him.

"I want to prove to the Emperor that even if they are magic cultivators, there is loyalty! The Emperor has raised scholars for decades, the world does not only have An Lushan!"

He smiled bitterly, facing the surging magic army, and laughed at the sky—"The general dies in a hundred battles, and returns wrapped in horse leather! Fellow comrades, help me!" Feng Changqing brandished his long spear, burning his essence and blood, but it was the Heavenly Demon Disintegration Great Law, which was famous in the magic path.

But only a few wisps of soldier qi gathered on him.

Feng Changqing did not look back. Beside him, in Tongguan City, the Tang army was strewn with corpses, broken weapons were inserted into the blood-soaked land, and riderless war horses were walking outside the pass.

The Tang army captain wiped his eyes, led the last team of defenders, killed to the side of the supervising eunuch Bian Lingcheng, and escorted him to escape from Tongguan.

Feng Changqing was wrapped in blood light, roared, like a blood-colored meteor passing through the sky, and stabbed toward the giant god-demon Dharma Form with four arms... The blood light was annihilated, the god-demon roared, but could only watch the Tang army corpses who had burned their bones and blood with the magic path military secret method before they died, two hours after Luoyang fell, Tongguan was broken!

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Qian Chen stood on the city wall, looking toward Tongguan.

A blade and a sword were inserted in front of him, and a green oil-paper umbrella was carried on his back.

After a night of recuperation and repair with spirit pills refined by secret methods, his right hand, which had healed, pressed on the "I-Grasp Blade."

Seeing Yan Shu climbed up the tower from the Vermilion Bird Avenue behind him, walked quickly, and caught up with Qian Chen, who was looking into the distance, and said in a low voice: "Just now the supervisor sent a letter, Tongguan has also fallen! I fear that by dawn, those hundreds of thousands of magic troops will kill their way to the foot of Changancheng!"

"The Emperor has just woken up for a moment. The god-demon refined from the remains of Consort Dou has been removed by the palace, but I can see that his Dao heart is broken!"

"External demons are easy to break, heart demons are hard to remove... Luoyang fell, his heart is already chaotic!" Qian Chen said in a low voice.

"Now the Emperor has a heart demon, but the Crown Prince has the suspicion of assassinating the monarch. In this Changancheng, the command is uncertain, and there is no leader. The situation is really not optimistic!" Seeing Yan Shu also sighed.

"The nearest king-saving army will take three days to arrive. And if the righteous path from all over the world, as well as the king-saving army, cannot gather enough momentum to impact the million magic troops, they will come in a hurry and die in vain, providing the demons with excellent bodies!"

"Chang'an is a lonely city, how long can it be guarded?"

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The morning star in the sky gradually brightened. It hung alone on the eastern horizon, that is Taibai!

Qian Chen sat on the city wall to adjust his breath and nourish his spirit. In fact, if it weren't for the battle last night, he had fought until he was exhausted, Qian Chen would not have let Sima Chengzhen and the others guard Luoyang alone. But fortunately, after a night of recuperation, everyone who had exhausted their magic power, under the smashing of Qian Chen's spirit pills as if they were not worth money, had all recovered to their peak.

Except for Si Qingguo, she was still like printing, holding her Pinyang Merit Seal, and constantly stamping on the talisman paper collected from the Tang Palace treasury and her own Qiankun bag.

With the help of the true Heavenly Master Dharma Seal in the Chang'an Array, the talismans stamped were not bad in effect.

Ning Qingchen wrapped the talisman paper on the arrow shaft, adding the power of breaking demons to the long arrows that already had layers of talisman runes such as breaking hair, breaking armor, and bleeding.

At this time, in the dim sky, hundreds of tooth ship flying ships slowly appeared. The fleet in the sky set up a formation and drove slowly. On the loess plain of Guanzhong, two clouds of dust rose hundreds of zhang high. In the dust, two teams of cavalry, each with ten thousand people, interspersed from left to right in a dog-tooth shape.

But these flying ships, building ships, and ten thousand magic cavalry all stopped when they were about to approach the range of the city-guarding divine thunder cannons of Changancheng, and confronted the majestic and magnificent Chang'an.

The magic qi that soared into the sky could actually be comparable to the blood qi of tens of millions of people in Chang'an, making the defenders on the city wall unable to breathe. On the city wall, the Chang'an defenders gripped their long spears tightly, and the rangers and scholars who responded to the call from the East and West Markets were even more anxious.

"What are they waiting for?" Seeing Yan Shu said with some confusion: "Demons have no morale, and they won't be tired because of this little journey?"

"Not taking advantage of the defenders' temporary inability to adapt to their momentum to attack, is this leaving us time to breathe?"

Qian Chen's face was ugly, staring into the distance and shaking his head slowly: "They are waiting for someone!"

Qian Chen's right hand pressed on the sword hilt, looking at the countless, black-pressed, family-dragging common people appearing on the horizon.

On the city wall, they were all cultivators who had achieved success. From afar, they could hear the cries coming from afar. Women, children, men... They looked at Changancheng in front, and a greater commotion broke out. Everyone ran. Most of these people were young and strong, wearing cloth clothes, old clothes with patches. Although they were dusty, there were few people who were yellow and thin, and ragged.

These were the common people of Guanzhong who were still peaceful yesterday, and there had been no famine or disaster for decades.

Some of these people dragged their families, men grabbed two boys of only eleven or twelve years old, women carried babies still in swaddling clothes. Mixed among the more young and strong people who had no homes or families, roaring and crying, there were white-haired old people, teenagers who had not yet tied their hair, and the mountains and plains were full of such people, about a million, driven by the magic army cavalry waving long knives behind them, rushing toward Chang'an.

Those who fell behind would be slaughtered by the magic army.

For a time, at the foot of Changancheng, cries and pleas for mercy were heard. Those who fell in the crowd could never climb up again. The magic army used guns to pick up corpses, showing off their power under the city.

At this time, the building ships in the sky flew closer. I saw that the building ship fleet refined with spirit wood and minerals had expanded several times. All the newly added building ships were painted with blood as sails, human bones as materials, and countless newly manufactured wronged souls and living souls were entangled on them. There were tens of thousands of living souls driving on the blood sails.

At this time, the righteous path and defenders on the Chang'an city wall all knew where the families and the old and weak who were easily left behind of those young and strong were! ===== CHAPTER 243 =====