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C964
Not just that.
The wounded that were recuperating at the City Lord's Mansion all reappeared at the gate, walls, and roof. There were so many of them that one couldn't see the end of them.
Some of them had lost an arm, and could only use one hand to twist their sabers; some had covered one eye with a white cloth, while the other had a fierce look in their eyes. Some of them were covered in bloody strips of cloth, but they still stood like a pine tree.
Most of the buildings, houses, and landscapes of the Sun and Moon City were now nothing but charred corpses in the smoke of the beacons. Some were bright and some were yellow, but they were reflected not only in the blood-colored streets of the blocked road, but also in the tide-like army of the Uighurs, making them seem like devils.
Compared to the city that had fallen and the surging sea of people, the City Lord's Mansion seemed tiny like a lone sail, as if a single storm would sink them into endless darkness.
However, the Western Cold Warriors standing outside the Mayor's mansion had given it a strong and sturdy body, giving it a chance to fight against the hurricane. The cultivators and warriors fighting on the left and right sides of the mansion had given it armour.
Even if the chances were slim, the chances were slim.
When the Black Rhinoceros Army, Yale, and Finishing Yan's elite wolfwalker broke through the fifth line of defense and approached the street in front of the City Lord's Mansion like a sawtooth, Cheng Qing and the others jumped out of the windows of the brightly lit building one after another.
At the same time, the cultivators that had rushed out of the city lord's mansion followed behind them.
There were no howls, no growls, no oaths, no words.
There was only a silent face, a fierce action.
With the battle reaching this point, everyone was fighting with their lives on the line. They no longer needed words to motivate them, and they no longer needed to be impassioned.
After getting off the building, Cheng Qing, Song Qianshu, and Bai Xiuli looked at each other and silently nodded. One went straight ahead, one went left, and the other went right.
The large group of cultivators behind them immediately split into three groups and led by the three of them, they ran towards the strong enemies in three different directions.
In front of him was the dragon's lagoon, the tiger's den, and the underworld. Stepping out here, he would never be able to turn back.
After splitting up this time, he didn't know if there would still be a chance to reunite with him.
After this glance, he didn't know if he would be able to live to see her again.
If they were lucky enough to meet again, it could have been someone standing and someone already falling into the pile of corpses.
Under the dim light of the fire on the battlefield, the three men who had separated at the intersection of the street exchanged a glance. What they could possibly see was only a face that was flickering between bright and dark, without distinguishing between their facial features.
However, this calm, silent, resolute look had already caused the three brothers to bid farewell.
Life and death, farewell to death.
In this moment on the battlefield, everything was natural.
Chen Qing raised his sword and looked straight ahead. After a hundred steps, he saw hundreds of Black Rhinoceros soldiers dispersing a group of Western Cold Warriors on the wide street in front of him. The leader of the commanders shouted loudly. He raised his mace high and pointed it at Cheng Qing.
Before the attack on the fourth line of defense, the Black Rhinoceros Army only had two thousand soldiers. Now, on the fifth line of defense, there were hundreds of armored soldiers in front of them. Needless to say, Cheng Qing knew that the enemy was the remnants of the Black Rhinoceros Army's main force!
Their target was obviously to slaughter their way through the streets and occupy the City Lord's Mansion.