Since the sky was covered, the heavens began to show their holiness

Chapter 44 Daming Pass

top of holy mountain
Zhou Xian looked back at the herdsmen climbing up from the foot of the mountain. The divine power of the Sea of ​​Bitterness surged in his body, and he drove the divine rainbow into the sky amid a burst of exclamations.

"It's time to go to Daming Pass."

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Daming Pass

The land belongs to the border gate, which is the fortress of the Chu Dynasty to resist the barbarians on the grassland. The majestic city wall stretches for more than ten miles. On the broad city wall, soldiers are constantly busy carrying supplies.

"Sigh, I don't know how many people will survive this time." A middle-aged man wearing armor sighed. He has been stationed at the border all year round and has had many contacts with prairie barbarians, so he naturally knows how ferocious the enemy is.

"Brother Liu, are you sure that man can really fly and escape?"

Wang Zhong turned to look at Liu Qingfeng, his eyes flashing slightly. There was a bit of calmness on his resolute face.

"At that time, he turned into a divine rainbow and left the sky. If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, it would be hard to believe it."

Liu Qingfeng nodded quickly. If he hadn't witnessed it with his own eyes, it would be difficult to believe that there really were people in the Martial Saint realm in this world.

Wang Zhong nodded when he saw this. He and Liu Qingfeng had been close friends when they were young, so they naturally understood each other's personalities. There was no need for the other party to lie to him about this kind of thing.

"If I could get help from this person, this battle would probably be a lot easier. What a pity..." Liu Qingfeng said with a look of regret.

Wang Zhong shook his head and was about to speak when suddenly an ancient horn sound came from outside the city.

"coming!"

Wang Zhong looked solemn as he saw smoke and dust billowing in the distance, the ground was shaking, and even the people on the city wall could feel the slight vibration.

Although there had been intelligence that the barbarians were knocking on the gate, Wang Zhong still felt a lot of pressure in the face of such a posture.

"Get ready to meet the enemy!"

Wang Zhong roared loudly, and his voice echoed throughout the city. Dachu soldiers began to set up their bows on the city wall in an orderly manner, waiting for the arrival of the enemy.

For a moment, the entire Daming Pass was filled with a murderous atmosphere. A moment later, the smoke in the distance suddenly stopped and stopped a few miles away from the pass.

Everyone behind the gate didn't dare to relax at all when they saw this, and still looked at the enemy in the distance with vigilance.

After a while, a figure came to the outside of the city on horseback and started shouting: "General Wang is in the city. My master asks General Wang to come out of the city for a brief talk."

The visitor spoke with a fluent Central Plains accent and looked the same as a Central Plains native.

Upon seeing this, Wang Zhong narrowed his eyes, reached for the long bow, took the bow and shot straight. With a sound breaking through the air, a scream suddenly came from the city.

"Go back and tell your master, and there will be no need to reminisce about the past. If he retreats as soon as possible, he may not be able to live for a few more years, otherwise this Daming Pass will be his burial place."

Wang Zhong withdrew his long bow, and the sonorous and powerful sound made the blood of everyone on the city wall boil, and they all shouted to kill all the barbarians.

Immediately, the person who came to deliver the message was so frightened that he turned his horse's head, covered his injured hand, and fled back to the barbarian camp in embarrassment, and then reported Wang Zhong's previous words with added fuel and jealousy.

"Hmph, if you don't drink the toast, you'll have to drink wine as a penalty. Someone will beat the drums and attack the city!"

Borchi snorted coldly, and then ordered to attack the city, with a cruel look on his rough face.

Along with the sound of the war horn, the entire Daming Pass was suddenly filled with gunpowder smoke, and bursts of killing cries accompanied by screams spread throughout the countryside.

Although Da Chu temporarily gained the upper hand with the help of the city wall from top to bottom, as the barbarian army's catapults entered the war, huge rocks continued to hit the city top, and for a while, wailing sounds began to appear on the city wall.

With the suppression of the trebuchet, the barbarian soldiers attacking the city finally had a place to breathe and began to set up ladders to climb.

"Get ready to roll rocks and rocks!"

With Wang Zhong's calm command, the attack of the barbarian soldiers was repelled again, but it didn't take long for the ladder to sweep in again. Coupled with the huge rocks that hit the city wall from time to time, the pressure on the Dachu soldiers on the city wall was greatly increased.

Borchi's expedition brought a total of hundreds of thousands of barbarian troops. At this time, there were only more than 50,000 soldiers defending the city. The battle situation was obviously very unfavorable to Da Chu.

But Wang Zhong was not worried at all. As long as he held on for a few days, reinforcements would arrive. However, Damingguan City had high walls and thick walls. It was simply a fantasy to attack it within a few days.

Seeing that they could not attack for a long time, a horn sound suddenly sounded on the battlefield, and the barbarian army began to slowly retreat in an orderly manner.

However, just when everyone thought that the barbarians had retreated and were about to breathe a sigh of relief, suddenly the barbarian army turned around and rushed straight towards the city gate.

While everyone in the city was still confused, Wang Zhong felt an ominous premonition in his heart. At this moment, a soldier suddenly ran over.

"General, there is a sudden rebellion in the city!"

The soldier's body was scarred, obviously from a battle.

"What did you say!"

Wang Zhong looked at the soldiers who came to report with a gloomy expression. His ears twitched slightly and he could vaguely hear the shouts of killing in the city.

"It's the Huang family and the Qian family. They found a group of Tibetan lamas from nowhere and are now rushing towards the city gate. They can all fly over the walls and fly over the walls. The brothers didn't have time to react. Now they have suffered heavy losses..."

The soldier hurriedly explained the situation briefly.

After hearing this, Wang Zhong's face became more and more gloomy, as if it could drip water, and the anger in his eyes was like a sea of ​​​​fire.

"Huang...family! Qian family!"

The two families are well-known merchant families in Dachu, with businesses all over the country. What Wang Zhong didn't expect was why these two families were willing to do such treason. Aren't they afraid of the annihilation of the family?

However, now is not the time to get to the bottom of the matter. Wang Zhong ordered his men to guard the city, and then led a team of highly skilled warriors to the city to support him.

Along the way, the streets were filled with the corpses of Da Chu soldiers. Ordinary soldiers were obviously no match for martial arts masters who could fly over walls and walls in street fighting in the city. Especially when they were caught off guard, they suffered heavy losses.

When Wang Zhong and his men arrived, only a few dozen people were left at the city gate to resist. However, all of them were martial arts masters, and the crowd was ten times larger than them.

Seeing that the city gate is about to be lost.

"stop!"

Wang Zhong shouted loudly, and rushed towards the battlefield like a swimming dragon. On the way, he swung the big sword in his hand, and suddenly a sword energy flew towards the lama who was about to open the city gate.

The sword Qi spanned a hundred meters in an instant and killed the lama who tried to open the city gate in an instant. The faces of the rebels changed when they saw this.

"Those who commit rebellion will be killed! Those who treason and surrender to the enemy will be killed!"

Wang Zhong looked at the numerous rebels indifferently, a murderous intention permeated the air, the sword in his hand flashed with cold light, and everyone felt as if their heads would be missing in the next moment.

Suddenly a Sanskrit sound sounded, and a lama wearing a bright red robe walked out of the crowd and stopped directly in front of Wang Zhong.

"You, the people in hiding, are also going to get involved in this war?"

Wang Zhong looked at the lama in front of him with a solemn expression.

Although the lama in front of him was very old, he did not dare to relax.

"This road is blocked. I hope General Wang will forgive me."

The old lama clasped his hands together and bowed, looking polite.

(End of this chapter)