The south gate of Jicheng is indeed collapsing.

Guan Xiaotong changed color in shock, Guan Yinping changed color in shock, and the two sisters looked at the Tao merchant and instantly added endless awe.

At this moment, they had an illusion that the Emperor of the Great Wei in front of them was not a mortal body, but a godlike existence.

The Guan family twins were extremely shocked, and Zhang Liang and Liu Ji also changed their expressions. The thousands of soldiers of the Wei Dynasty changed their expressions.

"It's really... again... again!!!" Yuchi Gong was even more shocked to the point where his tongue was tied.

The soldiers of the Great Wei Dynasty were instantly immersed in unprecedented amazement. They never expected that the miracle of Zhending City and Longbian City would happen again.

Jicheng really collapsed on its own again!

Thousands of soldiers of the Great Wei Dynasty rubbed their eyes one after another, fearing that they would not have good sleep and that their eyes were too sleepy would have an illusion.

Then, they found that everything was really happening. In the blink of an eye, the south gate of Jicheng had collapsed, and most of the city walls that stretched for hundreds of steps had collapsed, and dust covered the sky, as if Jicheng was swallowed by darkness.

"Your Majesty, the heavens have really... shown up. Your Majesty, you are really a saint. A real dragon descends to earth!" Guan Xiaotong was so excited that her voice was trembling. The look of worship was already rising in the eyes of Tao Shang.

But the Tao merchant only smiled faintly and said disapprovingly: "Didn't I tell you that you should sit and watch the show patiently. How about it? You should always be convinced now."

"I'm convinced... Xiaotong is convinced, and ten thousand people are convinced." Guan Xiaotong could not say anything and immediately bowed deeply to the pottery merchant.

Guan Yinping also woke up from his amazement, followed his sister to bow to Tao Shang, and said in admiration: "Yingping is completely convinced today, why are all the heroes in the world not his majesty's opponents? It turns out that His Majesty is really the destiny and has the protection of God."

A few steps away, Zhao Yun was also in deep amazement and murmured: "The miracle that came from heaven that made Zhending City self-destruct without attacking. I thought it was just a chance. Today, it seems that His Majesty really has the protection of God. He is the true dragon who ended this troubled world and the only savior..."

Zhao Yun was still amazed, and the ordinary soldiers' awe of the Tao Shang, the emperor, reached its limit.

The enemy city collapsed again without attacking, which made these warriors of the Great Wei Dynasty deeply regard the pottery as a god descending to earth, and the awe and loyalty in their hearts were added to the next level.

Under the blazing fire, Jicheng collapsed most of the time, and in a blink of an eye it turned into a broken wall, shrouded by the dust city that gradually subsided.

Tears collapsed and the enemy city was broken!

The Tao merchant took a deep breath, and the eagle's eyes swept away the enemy city in a cold manner. The Qinglong sword slashed out fiercely, and shouted like thunder: "Soldiers of the Great Wei, let me rush into the city and razed Jicheng to the ground!"

"kill--"

"kill--"

The sound of killing was spread to ten, ten to hundreds, and in a blink of an eye, the entire army was spreading, and the sound of killing was shocking the sky.

Woo woo woo woo woo woo woo-

The sound of the solemn trumpet was blown immediately, tearing the silence of the night and bursting the blood of the soldiers of the three armies in an instant.

The gate of the camp opened loudly.

Amid the sound of killing soaring into the sky, countless Wei soldiers, like tigers and wolves out of the cage, carrying the fierce fighting spirit, and like a torrent of a broken dam, rushing towards the collapsed southern gate of Jijing.

On the ruins of the South Gate, the Han army fell into unprecedented fear.

They had naively thought that the Wei army had been tortured by them for so long, and today they were tired, so they did not come to beat the drums and harass them again. They could finally sleep peacefully for the whole night without being tortured to death.

I haven't been able to sleep well for many days. More than 3,000 people along the city line fell asleep as soon as they closed their eyes, and snored everywhere.

But they didn't know that the shackles of death were quietly put on their necks.

Just as they were dreaming, the ground under them suddenly vibrated violently without warning, as if millions of people were rushing towards them.

As the soldiers' alertness, they instinctively woke them up from their sleep, and rushed to the top of the city, thinking that the Wei army was attacking.

But outside the city was empty and there was no sign of a person.

The Wei army did not attack, but the shaking of the city wall under its feet became more and more violent, and in a blink of an eye it reached the point of collapse and cracking the earth.

"What's going on? Why did the city wall suddenly shake?"

"It's an earthquake, it's an earthquake!"

"Impossible. Jijing has not had an earthquake for hundreds or thousands of years. How could it be an earthquake?"

On the top of the city, the Han army panicked, and the screams of confusion quickly began to rise and fell, and they were heard one after another.

Crack-

Suddenly, a sound of cracking like a hole in the sky pierced through everyone's eardrums. The entire South Gate Tower suddenly sank sharply, and the city wall with both wings collapsed downwards quickly.

The collapse suddenly broke out, and hundreds of Han soldiers were thrown out before they could react, falling to the top of the city and smashing it into pieces.

The collapse continued, the entire city wall collapsed everywhere, collapsed one after another, ruthlessly crushing and crushing the Han soldiers above.

The dust and mist covered the sky, and the terrifying screams of the Han army were like a fierce ghost crying, echoing in the collapse of the sky and the earth.

The collapse came and went quickly, and it ended in a blink of an eye, with a loud noise, and only the wailing of the survivors remained in the air.

When the surviving enemy soldiers got up from the ruins, they were shocked to find that the line on the south wall with the south gate as the center had been destroyed.

Frightened!

There was nothing in the hearts of the Han soldiers except fear.

Just as they were just trying to be glad that they had escaped the earthquake, they were frightened to find that the ground under their feet shook again.

This time it was no longer an earthquake, but an artificial one.

They raised their heads and found that there had been a raging fire in the direction of the Wei camp, illuminating the sky. Under the flames, tens of thousands of Wei soldiers rushed towards the remaining broken wall like a tide.

The Wei army sieges the city!

The spirit of the Han soldiers collapsed and collapsed in an instant, and fell into endless horror, without even a trace of will to resist.

Under the mental breakdown, less than a thousand remaining enemy soldiers began to collapse. Many people did not even have the courage to escape. When their legs became weak, they collapsed on the ruins and surrendered directly to the Wei army.

Among the undone, Ju Su was covered in blood, but he was like an ice, stiff in place.

His eyes were frightened and dazed, and he looked at the collapsed city wall in a daze, the collapsed Ji army, and the surging Wei army rushing towards him like a tide, with deep despair and sadness in his eyes.

"A good iron wall was actually collapsed by an earthquake falling from the sky. Could it be that the pottery thief is really the destiny of heaven? Could it be that my great man is really exhausted? Could it be that I, Ju Shu, really cannot take revenge? Could it be..."

Ju Su stood there in a daze, asking the sky, his blood-stained face was twisted and deformed, full of despair and reluctance.

Just when he was in despair, the Wei army had already swept up. Luo Shixin took the iron spear and took the lead. He was the first to rush to the ruins. He ran into Ju Su who was standing there motionless.

"Looking at your good clothes, you should be a high-ranking official. I happened to kill you and ask for rewards from Your Majesty, haha--" Luo Shixin laughed excitedly and rushed towards Ju Su.

Ju Suxin was already desperate. He knew that he was dead and did not hide or avoid him. He stood there frozen, waiting for Luo Shixin to shoot him and defeat him.

Unexpectedly, Luo Shixin's evil tastes came from somewhere today, but he didn't stab Ju Su to death with a gun, but he waved his hand and grabbed Ju Su's head.

He twisted and grabbed the tiger's arm, and heard a crisp sound, and he twisted Ju Zu's head directly, bringing up a blur of blood and blood.

The headless body was spurting blood, swaying in place for a few moments, and then fell to the ground.

Luo Shixin hung Ju Shu's head onto the saddle, swung his big gun and then rushed towards the other defeated enemy soldiers, leaving no life behind.

Luo Shixin opened the way, and behind him, tens of thousands of Dawei soldiers of the swordsman of the Great Wei Dynasty, like a tide, passed through the collapsed ruins of the city wall, and spread into Jicheng.

Everyone knows that the key battle to destroy the Han Kingdom is today, and perhaps today is their last chance to make achievements.

Every soldier was like a crazy tiger, with the long-accumulated fighting spirit burst out, overwhelmingly killing the defeated enemy and reaping his own contributions.

From the collapsed city wall, the blood-colored carpet that was hundreds of steps wide was so unstoppable, and it was rolling all the way to the hinterland of Jicheng.

The sound of killing was clearly heard within a radius of more than ten miles, making the Han people hiding at home with doors and windows closed all frightened.

They knew that the capital had finally been captured, and perhaps at dawn, they would go from Han people to Wei people.

Whether it is Han or Wei, there is nothing to be sad about destroying the country. They only hope that the military discipline of the Wei army can be better so that they can be lucky to escape the disaster and survive in this war.

The army swarmed into the city, and the towering golden figure of the pottery rode his horse to the ruins, stepped onto the horse and stood proudly.

He finally set foot on Jicheng.

He stood proudly on the ruins with his sword, and the fierce fire burned in the eagle's eyes, looking down at the capital of the pseudo-Han, the city where the Youyan core is located.

Under the raging fire, the brave soldiers of the Great Wei Dynasty rushed into the heart of the city like tigers and wolves, killing the collapsed enemies, and swearing the conquest of the Great Wei Dynasty with blood and fire.

The capital of the last country of the six countries was finally stepped on by the pottery. From now on, he could finally announce proudly:

The six countries have been destroyed, and our pottery merchants have unified China!

"Have fun, it's good, hahaha--" Tao Shang's heart was ignited, and he laughed wildly, and rode his horse and danced his sword to rush down the ruins, killing the defeated enemy soldiers.

He wants to celebrate his achievements today with a painful killing!
Chapter completed!