The next morning, the sun was high in the sky.
The originally quiet and peaceful giant city of the Central Plains had fallen into a very dull and tense atmosphere at this moment.
All the players in the camp were restless because of Wang Ben's threat, and they did not sleep well the whole night.
However, when they received Great Qin's orders the next day, they quickly gathered in the south of Zhong City, and no one dared to disobey.
At this time, the civilians had already moved to a safe area, and the city gate was tightly closed.
Standing on the city wall, one could even see the dense crowd of Jurchen cavalrymen attacking.
The Jurchen cavalry consisted of 10,000 people, and there were 53 troops in an orderly formation. They were clearly separated, and no one made a sound, but they could bring an extremely heavy pressure.
When Ji Mu and the other lieutenants saw this scene, their fingers trembled and their hearts were filled with fear.
'The Myths' was too realistic. Faced with such a well-trained army, it was inevitable that her heart would waver and her heart would be filled with nervousness.
Ji Mu was also trembling slightly, but it wasn't because he was nervous, but because he was excited.
At the center of the city wall, there were dozens of Great Qin's civil officials and generals in armor or long robes. In the middle, they sat on golden thrones, and the person who was surrounded was Divine General Wu Qi.
The white-faced, beardless Wuqi sat calmly on the golden throne and looked at the Jurchen army outside the city.
"Dong…" Thump thump…Dong dong dong!"
Outside the city, the sound of war drums resounded throughout the world.
"Xilvlu!"
The warhorses neighed, and the Jurchen division at the front opened up a path for a group of five thousand people to walk out from behind.
The people who came out of the square formation were all wearing eagle helmets, black armor, and eagle heads on their arms. Their entire bodies were armed, and they wore cloaks embroidered with blood-red eagles.
Their footsteps were uniform, and the earth shook. Thick smoke rolled up under the iron hooves, and the murderous air rushed into the sky. This was the strongest army of the Jurchen tribe, the Blood Eagle Guard. The weakest was at the Completion of the Houtian Realm and could break through to the peak of the Xiantian Realm at any time.
"Rumble! Rumble!"
Following closely behind was billowing thick smoke. With a group of 1,000 people as the standard, hundreds of sky-covering objects that were hundreds of feet tall and more than 100 feet long appeared in front of the Qin army under the protection of pairs of "Jurchen cavalrymen", slowly advancing towards the huge city of Zhong Province.
The Bloodthirsty Eagle Chariot was the Nuzhen Tribe's proudest siege weapon. Its power was many times stronger than ordinary catapults. It was extremely terrifying!
The moment the Jurchen army appeared, it put a lot of pressure on the players on the city wall.
In addition to the Bloodthirsty Eagle Siege Vehicle and the Blood Eagle Guard, the Jurchen cavalrymen also sent the Fierce Eagle Cavalry.
The Fierce Eagle Cavalry had a total of 20,000 people, which was two Regiments. Each of them was fully armored in silver, even their horses were the same.
Every single soldier of the Fierce Eagle Cavalry was around sixty years old, and their strength could not be underestimated.
fifteen miles
Bali
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With 8,000 Blood Eagle Troops as the leader, 20,000 Fierce Eagle Cavalry as the support, 108 Bloodthirsty Eagle Carriages following closely behind, and hundreds of thousands of Jurchen cavalrymen at the back, the black army pressed towards the huge city of Zhongzhou.
The leader of the Jurchen cavalrymen who was running at the front was wearing silver armor that was dazzling under the sunlight. This person was the famous general of the Jurchen tribe, Zhuo Luyi!
He had a long beard and red eyes, and he was grimacing as he charged forward.
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"Whoosh…Hualala!"
In the huge city of the Central Plains, the flags on the city walls were constantly fluttering in the wind.
Facing the dense Jurchen army, Wuqi sat on his golden throne and gently raised the feather fan in his hand.
"Wu, wu, wu!"
In the giant city of the Central Plains, a dull and melodious horn sounded.
The heavy city gate was slowly raised, and a large number of Qin soldiers filed out from several smaller side gates.
One team (5,000 people) was clad in golden armor, holding long swords, carrying long spears on their backs, and carrying shield-grade crossbows at their waists. They were all armed to the teeth, and their faces could not be seen clearly.
These people were also powerful, and their killing intent pierced through the clouds, giving people an inexplicable shock.
It was the special army under Wu Qi, the Golden Armor Guards!
The Golden Armor Guards were almost omnipotent. They could change into various battle formations according to the actual situation.
At the very front of the Golden Armor Guards was a young general with an extraordinary bearing, wielding a Black Gold Coiling Dragon Halberd and riding a heavily armored warhorse.
He was Wu Qi's descendant, the commander of the Golden Armor Guards, the Qin country's fourth-grade general, the general who defeated the truth, Wu Yuzhen!
The ones behind them were cavalrymen, but they didn't look like cavalrymen.
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