Chapter 838 Building a city wall with flesh and blood
Chapter 838 Building a city wall with flesh and blood
The person who sent the message to inquire was Wang Lin, the great elder of Yunluo Holy Land.
Although there are many factions in Yunluo Holy Land, especially between the First Elder Wang Lin and the Third Elder Li Zhengqing, there are many overt and covert fights.
But when it comes to dealing with foreigners, everyone knows what to do.
Therefore, when Wang Lin heard that the barbarians were attacking in large numbers, he immediately responded. However, when he turned on the teleportation array, he discovered that the teleportation array in Tielao Pass could not be connected at all.
Hearing this, the great sage elder of the Wang Lin faction said with an ugly expression.
"Return to the Great Elder, the teleportation formation has been destroyed."
Hearing this, Wang Lin's expression suddenly changed, and the worst happened.
There is no city protection formation, and now there is no teleportation formation. Tielao Pass is completely isolated.
Right now, even if Yunluo Holy Land wanted to rescue them, they would not be able to arrive immediately.
Within the formation light curtain, Wang Lin looked at the four chief elders with a solemn expression and said in a deep voice.
"One day, if you hold on for one day, I will definitely be able to lead the people there."
"Yes."
In this regard, the four great sage elders nodded heavily. This was the only way at the moment. However, it was not easy to hold on for one day in front of millions of barbarian troops.
After receiving the answer, Wang Lin stopped talking and hung up the formation. At the same time, he led a group of strong men from Yunluo Holy Land through the teleportation formation and rushed to the city closest to Tielao Pass.
"I hope there is no Barbarian Emperor sitting in charge."
On the other side, the four great sage elders sighed, that was all they could do now.
If the Barbarian Emperor is not in charge, we can still fight to the death. Otherwise, we may not be able to defend it all night.
Immediately, the four people led all the powerful men in the Holy Land to rush to the city wall. At this time, the barbarian army could be said to be approaching the city.
Stretching across the sky, looking from afar, there are barbarian warriors, coming like a tide.
And looking at our own side, there is no city defense formation. The city wall of Tielao Pass is like a joke in front of the barbarians, and it does not have much defensive capability at all.
The city wall may be strong when faced with ordinary people, but when faced with monks, it is as fragile as paper.
Only under the protection of the formation can the city wall play its real role.
The first problem Tielaoguan faces now is how to block the barbarian army of millions without formation.
The four great sage elders stared intently at the rapidly approaching barbarian army, and then the leader shouted firmly.
"Out of town."
Hearing this, all the monks around him were stunned.
Out of town? Is this a decisive battle with the barbarians? Give up the advantages of Tielaoguan?
All the monks were stunned. After all, the casualties in field battles were completely incalculable.
But this is also no way.
Without the formation, even guarding the city wall would be in vain and meaningless.
It would be better to go out of the city to fight and build a new city wall with your own flesh and blood.
Before the support from the Holy Land arrived, the flesh and blood of everyone present was used to form an iron prison gate to block the barbarians' advance.
"Out of town."
Seeing everyone froze in place, the great sage elder who had spoken just now roared again, his voice full of determination.
This time, the monks did not hesitate.
Even though they all knew what it meant to go out of the city to fight, they had no choice at the moment.
For a time, countless monks jumped down from the city wall and came to the front of the barbarian army.
Compared to the barbarian tribe's million-strong army, there are only about [-] ethnic monks here at Tielao Pass, which is a huge disparity in numbers.
In the past, they could handle it with the strength of Tielao Pass, but now, without the protection of Xiongguan, they could only face this million barbarian army with their own flesh and blood.
Four great elders from the Yunluo Holy Land and a group of powerful men from the Holy Land stood at the front of the team.
At this time, as a disciple of the Holy Land, you should take the lead, so as to improve morale.
"Senior brother......"
Among the crowd, it was not difficult to see that even the Holy Land disciples could not help showing a look of fear in their eyes at this time.
The long sword in his hand was clenched even more tightly, and some people's legs and feet could not help but tremble.
For many young disciples, this was the first time for them to face millions of barbarians. Such a shock shocked them to the core.
Seeing that the junior disciple next to him looked pale and his forehead was covered with cold sweat, a direct disciple of Yunluo Holy Land pretended to be calm and said.
"Don't worry. As long as you survive tonight, support from the Holy Land will come. Follow me later. Senior brother will protect you."
"it is good."
Perhaps it was the senior brother's calmness that made this junior brother feel better.
But he didn't know that even his senior brother, who was a direct disciple, felt a little timid in his heart at this time.
Moreover, in front of a million barbarian army, what are the chances of being able to survive the night? Even if it succeeds, a few people will be lucky enough to survive.
"Under no circumstances should these barbarians be allowed to cross the Iron Lao Pass."
He shook his head, getting rid of all the distracting thoughts in his heart, and his eyes gradually became firm.
At this point, there is only one battle left.
The barbarian army kept approaching, and the heavy footsteps and roars like war songs were like a heavy hammer, hitting everyone's hearts hard.
Every time, everyone's heart sank involuntarily.
Getting closer and closer, you can even clearly see the reckless emperors leading the army.
Compared to the Monster Race, the difference between the Barbarian Race and the Human Race is not that big. The biggest difference is their body shape.
The average height of an adult barbarian male reaches three meters, and the Mang Emperor is five or six meters tall.
He has a strong body and looks like a savage from a distance.
However, the barbarians are barbarians, because even now, after tens or millions of years of evolution, the barbarians still do not have any cultivation techniques.
That's right, the barbarians never knew how to practice.
Their strength relies on the strength of their physical bodies. The so-called Barbarian Kings and Mang Emperors have only elevated their physical bodies to an extremely terrifying state.
His physical strength alone is comparable to that of the human saint, the Great Sage.
From this point of view, the human race seems to have no inherent advantage.
This is true compared to the demon tribe, and it is also true compared to the barbarian tribe.
The demon clan is born with the power of blood, while the barbarians are born with full of vitality and blood, and their flesh and spirit are unparalleled.
On the other hand, the human race is naturally weak, and even any wild beast can easily abuse a young human race.
But the human race has managed to gain a foothold in the vast world by virtue of its innate conditions without any advantages.
The footsteps slowly stopped. The distance between the two sides was now less than one mile, and they could charge into each other almost instantly.
Looking at the barbarians who were as tall as dragons and elephants, many human monks couldn't help but swallow their saliva.
At the same time, a Mang Emperor in front of the barbarian army also grinned, looked at the great sage elder headed by Yunluo Holy Land with contempt, and said with a smile.
"Yang Qin, are you still stubbornly resisting now? You guys can't stop the millions of warriors from my barbarian tribe."
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