"Continue to leave the city, a small harassment is not to be afraid or harm the overall situation. Why should we be angry?"

The Golden-Swallowing Corpse Emperor Orson looked as usual, glanced at the furious Chief Bull Demon and said slowly.

"Millions of aliens, thousands of holy-clothed warriors. They are just grasshoppers in the autumn. They will not be able to jump for long, and they will not play any role except for the riots of the morale of the army!"

Arthas looked around the heroes around him coldly and said coldly. He paused for a moment, laughed at himself and said, "By the way, does our undead army have a morale?"

"Ha ha……"

Some undead heroes laughed out loud. It seemed that Emperor Huan's calculations and deployment were about to fail. The undead had no military spirit, morale, fighting spirit at all. The army in San Francisco Royal City was the undead army, and the army in other camps occupied a very small proportion.

The continuous army like waves surged out of the sacred cities that were transformed into buildings in San Francisco's royal city and rushed to all directions.

The Chinese aliens, holy-clothed warriors, etc., who had the advantage, began to fall into a disadvantage when more and more killing army of undeads rushed to the beginning and began to retreat!

Fortunately, Yiren is more willing to save lives, and is naturally more flexible and independent. The Saint-clothed Fighter has strong individual combat power. In addition, with the Dahuan Expeditionary Army in the rear, although the Chinese Yiren and the Saint-clothed Fighter retreated step by step, they were not defeated like mountains of defeat. Instead, they fought and retreated, but the casualties were getting worse and worse, and the battle situation was quite tragic!

From the setting sun to the falling night, the bright moon rises.

The dense army rushed into the Yun City Wall, and the undead army recaptured the walls of the San Francisco Royal City and officially began to confront the Dahuan Expeditionary Force outside the city.

Under the city wall, after fighting fiercely for a long time, the Chinese aliens and the holy-clothed warriors who retreated outside the city were still fighting against the endless enemy troops of various camps, shouting and killing were endless. The strong smell of blood gradually overwhelmed the rotten odor of the undead.

The camps of both sides were endless, as dense as torches from the stars in the sky. The beacons swaying everywhere, and the magic, spells and other lights shining in the night sky, shining inside and outside the San Francisco Royal City as if it were daytime.

Emperor Huan was at the west gate of the King of San Francisco. Heroes led by the Golden-Swallowing Corpse Emperor Orson, the Frozen Lich King Arthas, the Bone Emperor Aleister, and the Bull Demon Chief Crag, naturally gathered at the west gate.

The Golden-Swallowing Corpse Emperor Aosen, who was shaped like a tower and covered with a brilliant golden cloak, stood proudly on the wall, and said loudly like a bell:

"His Highness Huan, it's your turn to take action personally. Or continue to confront each other?"

The tone was calm, the voice was loud, and it was clearly spread across dozens of miles. The soldiers on both sides could clearly hear it. It was even more ethereal at night.

Jiang Yao, the King of Greedy Wolf, whispered to Jian Shang: "Emperor! The time is almost over! If you continue, the Chinese aliens and the Saint-clothed warriors will probably collapse in full swing!"

At this time, the Chinese aliens and the saintly-clothed warriors who were fighting and retreating had retreated hundreds of meters from the city wall. With the help of the Great Huan Xiong Army several miles behind, the heroic army was a little afraid and did not force them too much, so they were still surviving.

However, every moment, the Chinese Yiren died in battle. Blood sprinkled in strange land. There were more than one million Chinese Yiren and four or five thousand holy-clothed warriors. Now less than half are still there, and there are about two thousand holy-clothed warriors, and only 300,000 to 400,000, which can be said to have suffered heavy losses.

“…”

Jian Shang looked at the fierce battle battlefield for miles and a few miles away, and remained silent for dozens of breaths. He waited for the generals around him to be restless and breathed more quickly, but he listened to Emperor Huan's instructions slowly:

"All legions and combat units that are not formally organized by Dahuan are pressed on, and other legions are on standby and are not allowed to move without any action!"

"Ah?!" Jiang Yao, Yu Ji, Li Yanyan and others all opened their mouths wide and couldn't react for a moment.

As the situation is right in front of you, Emperor Huan is not planning to start a formal war? Moreover, what is a legion not formally organized by Dahuan? It seems that the army participating in the war this time, including the Chinese Yiren, is named Dahuan Expeditionary Army?!

"Does the Emperor plan to take advantage of this battle to eliminate dissidents and eliminate military affairs?"

Some generals even couldn't help but feel this idea in their hearts, and then they couldn't help but shivered and secretly sweated a lot.

Jian Shang's mouth twitched for a few seconds, and he said slowly in a calm tone: "Graphic disease! All combat units that are not Chinese civilization will be dispatched to attack the city with all their strength. Including the Yuezhou army, the Angel City, the Natural Fortress, the Order Tower, the Hell Castle, the Ancient Castle of the Undead, the Underworld City, the Beast Stronghold, the Swamp Fortress, etc.! By the way, don't stop the siege equipment in all directions, continue bombarding..."

"Well……"

This time, the generals of Dahuan understood, but they had more doubts in their minds!

Jiang Yao, the King of Greedy Wolf, wriggled his mouth for several times, but he didn't dare to say anything after all, and he gritted his teeth and agreed: "Yes!"

"Dong, dun, dun..."

The war drum that had originally slowed down the rhythm started to beat again, and it suddenly seemed like a dose of heart-boosting to the Chinese Ingenious Man and the Saint-clothed Fighter who were still persistent, and they were energetic and full of fighting spirit.

"Boom..."

The loud noise shook, and the five angels, which were originally suspended at a high altitude, slowly moved forward and landed. The dense angels, griffins, etc. rushed out of the angels and swooped down.

The various camps of the camps that were originally hidden behind the Dahuan formation started slowly like a snail, but the heroic army of the camps of the camps flocked out to join the battle and rushed towards the San Francisco Royal City.

There were also dense Yuezhou Bird Army, Yuezhou Beast Army, etc., thousands of birds roared and thousands of beasts roared, and bypassed the Dahuan formation that was still in motion and rushed towards the San Francisco Royal City.

Finally, there was a 100,000-level heroic legion led by the four commanders of the Godless and Demon Wuwu, all of which flocked out. Regardless of the strength of the combat, all the ninth-level soldiers were indeed huge and powerful!

"Woo, woo, woo..."

This time, San Francisco Royal City was no longer silent, and a loud horn sounded...

In groups, corpse witches, corpse monsters, lichs, etc. in robes poured out from the four gates of the San Francisco Royal City like a tide;

The ghosts, resentful spirits, dead spirits, etc. with blurred bodies rose like black mist, floating and rushing out of the city.

Continuously, the undead knights, the death knights, the dark knights, etc., in black helmets and black armor, rushed out of the city gate in a fierce manner and faced the Great Huan army.

On the contrary, other camp legions that are clearly visible, such as the Ogre, the Bull Legion, the Hungry Wolf Legion, the Wild Legion, the Naga Legion, the Unicorn Legion and other non-undead legions are deployed inside and outside the city walls, but they do not have the momentum to charge forward. As for the lowest level of undead armies, skeletons, etc., they have never seen it at all. It seems that at such a large scale, those cannon fodders cannot be put on the table.

Wuli...

Sanli...

One mile...

"boom……"

The two sides charged and confronted each other on the bank of the San Francisco Royal City!

The sky collapses and the earth breaks, the birds roar, the dead roars, and the angels chant.

The angel's light illuminates the night sky, the roar of the dragon disturbs the night, the roar of the beasts tear apart the battlefield, and the dark curtains of the undead cover the world.

In terms of quantity, San Francisco Royal City clearly has an absolute advantage; however, in terms of quality, all the ninth-level troops and the elite legion of Dahuan camp won more than one advantage.

Unlike the Chinese civilization, generals, soldiers, soldiers, cars and horses, and serious iron-blooded duels, the fierce battle that filled the sky and the earth, which disturbed the night sky was more like a nonsensical melee, with no order at all, and even those with lower status could not tell the difference between the two sides of the fierce battle. Which side is the Dahuan camp and which side is the hero camp!

From the rising moon, the stars are adorned; to the rising sun, the sky turns white.

At this time, the bombardment of the Dahuan fleet from the Bay of San Francisco dozens of miles away had disappeared, and there was no column of light that could be bombarded from from how far away.

At this time, the San Francisco Royal City wall, which was hundreds of feet high and dozens of feet thick, was full of holes, and most of the walls were smashed by Dahuan's siege equipment that had been ravaged for a day and a night, and it was smashed.

At this time, the fierce battle continued, but the top leaders of both sides were still confronting each other from a distance, without any passion and crazy emotions.

"No! No! No! No! Why do I feel something is a bit bad?"

The reckless bull demon chief Krag suddenly patted his bull's head and muttered to himself in confusion. Unfortunately, the Taurus is good at fighting but not smart. He has obvious intuition, but he just can't figure out what's wrong.

The Necromancer, an epic hero, Nathir, known as the soul hunter, looked at the chief of Bull Demon with contempt and reminded: "Of course something is wrong! The battle has not changed at all. The battles are all the troops that are not Chinese civilization. Naturally, no matter how you look at it, what is wrong..."

"Bang..."

The Bull Demon Chief Krag suddenly realized, and he couldn't help but pat the bull's head hard and said aloud:

"Yes! Damn...what the hell of Emperor Huan wants to do? Is this the 'usual way to do that, and give him the power' that spreads to China'? The army of our headquarters will not move, and we will send these messy armies to fight fiercely with us!"

He paused, shook his head and raised his voice again, "I understand! Emperor Huan is eliminating dissidents and removing the meal and reserving essence! China Shenzhou is famous for being good at internal strife. Are these armies not Emperor Huan's army?"

The King of Gold-Swallowing Corpse Osen unexpectedly looked at Kragg and praised: "I didn't expect that Chief Kragg still knew a lot of Chinese idioms!"

Krag grinned and replied proudly: "That's it! Do you really think we taurens don't understand wisdom? This time I have studied Chinese culture and tactics hard!"

"Don't wait! Emperor Huan rose to the grassroots and experienced many battles. Perhaps he didn't know our plans, but he had extremely terrible intuition. It would be useless to wait if he continued to wait!"

Arthas glanced at Kragg in disgust and contempt, looked at the Golden-Swallowing Corpse Emperor Orson and said coldly.

After pausing, the strange sword "Frost's Sorrow" in his hand pointed to the sky, and the sound was like a chanting of the God of Death from the Nine Nether Hell:

"O God! The call of fate, the arrival of natural disasters, the sorrow of hell, the end of the people..."

"Boom..."

The magic sword, like an ice sculpture, turned into a wave of rushing into the endless sky, and the cold current that penetrated the sky and the earth burst out!

Explodes at endless heights, like an ice-blue mushroom cloud...

Bloom!

The sky and the earth were shaking, the rising sun suddenly turned dark, dark clouds gathered, the sky was dark, and the cold wind that freezes through the soul blew the earth...
Chapter completed!