When Jun Wuxie rushed back to the Great Zhou desperately, the Great Zhou was experiencing a cruel war of flesh and blood.

There are hundreds of millions of Xilin troops, and the military camp is endless.

The Xilin army will launch a siege every day.

Fortunately, the city is solid, and there are defensive runes both in the city walls and gates.

The city-breaking weapons of Xilin Continent are difficult to play a role.

The only thing they can do is the siege ladder.

The dense army of Xilin formed a square formation, holding heavy shields, and moved forward in an orderly manner.

On the city wall, the soldiers of the Great Zhou fired their bows, arrows, crossbows, and stones.

The entire battlefield stretched horizontally for dozens of miles, and the war was rolling.

The sound of arrows breaking through the air, the roar of throwing stones, and the shouts of soldiers breaking through the sky.

One after another, the siege ladder was pushed under the city wall by Xilin's army, climbing up like a tide. It was soon smashed by the falling stones and shot by a crossbow. The people behind continued to rush up.

Some Xilin soldiers rushed up the city wall and started close combat with the soldiers of the Great Zhou.

Looking around, there are scenes of flesh and blood flying together over dozens of miles of city walls.

Behind the attacking Xilin army, hundreds of thousands of archers were arranged neatly, pulling out the crossbows.

"put!"

Under the command of General Xilin, the powerful crossbow arrow roared and made a sharp sound of breaking through the air.

The world was dark in an instant, covered by dense arrows.

The rain of arrows covered the sky and shot towards the city wall!

"Raising the shield!"

The generals of the Great Zhou Dynasty were in a calm manner in the face of danger.

The soldiers guarding the city immediately raised their shields.

The powerful crossbows fell densely, piercing the shield.

Each round of volleys will cause considerable casualties to the soldiers of the Great Zhou Dynasty.

One side attacks strongly and the other side defends, all of which are very casualties.

Every day, a large number of corpses are left on the battlefield.

The casualties ratio between the two sides is basically between two and one.

Defending the city has the advantage, while siege has the disadvantage.

But even so, in two days, the defenders of the capital basically lost more than half of them!

Cylin is exchanging quantity for quantity.

But the defenders of the Great Zhou Dynasty had only a total of more than five million.

In just two days, only about two million were left.

The recruits were recruited and rushed to the battlefield after only two days of urgent training.

In this way, the casualties will be even greater, making each battle with a casualty basically reaching a one-to-one level.

"I'm afraid the capital will not be able to be kept for a few days..."

In the city, on the top of a tall building, Yan Qingcheng's purple hair flew, looking at the battlefield, sighing helplessly.

"It seems that we have overestimated the method of burning blood. Although our sect has secret methods that can allow new recruits to burn their life blood essence and force them to reach the peak of acquired nature, we have ignored the gap caused by combat experience..."

The strong man from the Demonic Cemetery looked solemn.

"Do your best. Once the city is broken, we will come forward and let the people behind Xilin come out to talk to see if they can save the lives of the people of Dazhou."

Mu Xuelan's eyes were a little erratic. Where is that hateful little thief?

If he comes back, what will he do in the face of such a situation?

In his mind, the soul-refining mountain appeared involuntarily, and his resolute back when facing several beast kings.

Mu Xuelan's heart trembled slightly.

"You must not come back..."

She murmured in her heart, praying secretly, not wanting to see the figure that made her want to hate but unable to appear in her heart at this time.

This defensive battle that concerns the survival of the Great Zhou Dynasty, millions of Great Zhou soldiers sacrificed their lives to protect each day.

The entire battlefield was extremely tragic.

After a few days, the soldiers of the Great Zhou Dynasty were almost killed in battle, and the subsequent troops were seriously insufficient and could not keep up with the war's consumption.

Now, it’s only five days before Jun Wuxie rushed back from the Eastern Wilderness Ancient City!

On this day, Ji Liufeng appeared.

With Long Yi's company, he appeared above the center of the city.

"My people of Dazhou, I am not a qualified monarch. I am guilty and have not been able to give you a safe and peaceful country! Now, the mountains and rivers of Dazhou are broken and have reached the point of destruction! The fall of the capital is a foregone conclusion, but I am Dazhou

The bloodline of the Zhou Dynasty cannot be cut off. Everyone can move into the mountains. Preserve the bloodline and may make a comeback in the future! Our soldiers will use their lives to buy you the last time to evacuate, and everyone should act as soon as possible!"

"Your Majesty, we won't leave!"

"Your Majesty, this is the land where we live for generations, and we will die here even if we die!"

"We are fighting against the Xilin barbarians!"

"Fight!"

"Swear to live and die with the capital!"

"No! You can't do this. The people of the Great Zhou, listen to me and go to the mountains to avoid disaster! As long as you are alive, my Great Zhou will be able to preserve my bloodline! Otherwise, the Xilin barbarians will definitely be on the day the city is broken.

Massacre of the city!”

The people of the Great Zhou Dynasty were silent.

One after another, people began to pack up and retreated to the deep mountains under Ji Liufeng's arrangement.

The capital, as well as all the cities, villages and towns behind them, were empty.

People quickly evacuated and moved to the mountains to avoid disasters.

"Sanwazi, why don't you leave?"

In front of a deep mountain, a middle-aged woman covered in dust looked at her young son.

"Mom, the environment in the mountains is harsh, you and everyone should take care of it!"

"Sanwoo, you..."

The middle-aged woman's weathered eyes gradually became wet. Looking at her thirteen-year-old son in front of her, her lips trembled, but she couldn't speak.

"Mom, my child is unfilial!" Sanwazi knelt on the ground and kowtowed three times: "In the next life, I will repay you for your kindness of giving birth!"

After he said that, he turned around resolutely and ran towards the capital. He did not dare to look back, for fear that he would not be willing to leave after turning back.

"Mom, take good care of yourself. The child is unfilial and wants to go into battle to kill the enemy and guard my mountain and river home!"

In front of this deep mountain, countless teenagers in the evacuated team knelt on the ground and bid farewell to their mother.

My father died in battle, and my brother died in battle!

Now, it's their turn!

In front of the deep mountains, a group of women and children cried constantly, but no one stood up to stop them.

They shed tears and watched their teenage children embark on a road that they would never return.

...

At the west gate of the Great Zhou capital, the war has reached a precarious point.

The number of soldiers defending the city has dropped sharply, and it is difficult to resist the attack of Xilin's army.

More and more Xilin soldiers climbing up the city wall.

The soldiers of the Great Zhou Dynasty fought with them in hand and their weapons broke. They bite them with their teeth, hugged them tightly, and rolled down the city wall together.

"The Great Zhou is over, and it will be broken today..."

Yan Qingcheng and others sighed deeply as they looked at the tragic battlefield.

"Look!"

Su Ji suddenly pointed to the rear of the capital.

Many figures appeared there, coming from different directions.

"them……"

"It's a boy from Dazhou!"
To be continued...