Chapter 18

You Wuming leisurely returned to the army.

"Take down the Outer Great Wall." His voice was not loud, but it clearly spread throughout the three armies.

"Yes!" Their roars shook the sky.

The army went against the flow and advanced toward the city gate that they had just taken back.

Han Shaoling was leading his army north when he saw You Wuming leading a counterattack on the Outer Great Wall. He immediately rushed over in a hurry.

"King Youzhou, what is the meaning of this!" Han Shaoling said. "Sang Prefecture is playing tricks behind us. We will die if we stay here!

Why aren't you charging out with me?! "

You Wuming glanced at him. "You're the one who bullied Princess Sang, not me. If you send yourself to death, Sang Prefecture will open the gate for me."

Han Shaoling was speechless.

Sang Yuanyuan was shocked to find that Meng Wuyou, who was sitting in front of Han Shaoling, had tears in her eyes. Her mouth was tightly covered by a white cloth, and she looked extremely aggrieved.

Those big eyes really knew how to talk.

Sang Yuanyuan casually glanced at her and understood.

Being in the midst of the Nether Demon Wave, it was inevitable that they would be splashed with blood or face the terrifying flesh and blood.

Meng Wuyou was startled from time to time and couldn't help but scream. Han Shaoling was already sick of it.

The situation was critical, and there were blisters at the corner of his mouth. He no longer had any patience for her, so he decided to use physical means to shut her up.

"Are we going or not?"

Han Shaoling gritted his teeth. "You Wuming, look at the situation in front of you. Do you really want to drag your Youzhou army down with you?!"

You Wuming smiled sincerely. "It's still unknown who will live and who will die.

Han Shaoling, if I remember, I will burn a few incense sticks for you. Go in peace. "

Han Shaoling was furious.

If the two armies traveled together, they could help each other and reduce the pressure by more than half.

But how could he reason with a lunatic?

He stared at You Wuming a few times, and before he left, he couldn't help but stare at Sang Yuanyuan.

"Lord Youzhou," Han Shaoling felt that this should be the most shameless moment in his life, "Sang Yuanyuan might be in the army of Sang Province right now. Are you sure you want to take another woman to see her?"

You Wuming was shocked by him and trembled. "Aren't you holding a wild woman? Why do you care about me?

What do you want? "

He stared at Han Shaoling warily.

Sang Yuanyuan looked at her nominal husband like he was an idiot.

Han Shaoling threw caution to the wind, "Give her to me. After I return safely, I will go to Tiandu and separate from Sang Yuanyuan.

You … You got the Princess Sang you wanted. I must take her away today. "

He pointed at Sang Yuanyuan.

He fell in love with her at first sight.

He knew that if he stayed here, he would definitely die. He couldn't watch her die.

Han Shaoling didn't know what was wrong with him. He only knew that if it were any other time, even if the Jiutian Goddess appeared in front of him, he wouldn't lose his composure like this.

You Wuming smiled cruelly, "Why do you have to go through so much trouble? If you die, the marriage contract and the Heart's Contract will automatically be dissolved.

If you have the time to talk nonsense here, you might as well die. "

Han Shaoling saw that he couldn't persuade this lunatic, so he stared at Sang Yuanyuan and said, "Come with me, okay?"

His tone was full of pleading.

Sang Yuanyuan smiled and said softly, "No."

You Wuming didn't waste any more time with him. He pulled the reins and turned back to the army.

Han Shaoling returned disappointed. He didn't notice that the woman in his arms was heartbroken.

The Nether Army began to climb the city wall.

'Tail Howl' had arrived.

The entire Outer Great Wall began to shake like an earthquake under the impact of the Nether Demon Tide.

Buzzing sounds could be heard incessantly.

In the face of such an attack, even a lunatic like You Wuming didn't dare to be careless.

He stopped at the city gate, surrounded by his personal guards. His Youzhou army climbed the wall first and fought against the Nether Demons.

The casualties would definitely be tragic.

But it wasn't meaningless. Because even if they retreated to the Inner Great Wall, they would have to face this wave of 'Tail Howl'.

However, the Inner Great Wall had sufficient supplies. There were strong bows and crossbows, kerosene, and catapults.

But there was nothing here. There was only a section of the wall occupied by the Nether Demons and his own body.

Sang Yuanyuan's heart trembled slightly.

She tried her best to endure, but her eyes slowly moistened.

You Wuming was very quiet.

He stretched out his arms and hugged her. In front of the army, he hugged her head and rubbed his chin against her forehead.

His heartbeat was still steady.

His body was stained with blood. He wiped it on her face and nose.

At this moment, no one cared about these things. Everyone's fates were tightly woven together. Everyone was a close comrade.

Finally, someone came to report, "My lord, we've successfully taken down the thousand-foot wall!"

"Good." You Wuming straightened his back.

Sang Yuanyuan couldn't help but think of the first time she heard this person's voice.

At that time, she was lying down like a log. She heard a clear and lazy voice from the blood-stained jade slip. There seemed to be a hint of laughter at the end.

He said, "Good."

After climbing up the wall, Sang Yuanyuan couldn't help but hold her breath.

The shocking scene in front of her couldn't be described with words.

The Nether Demons had come like a wave, piling higher and higher under the wall. They climbed up by stepping on the bodies of their own kind. But now, they had become a tsunami.

A wave of flesh and blood almost as tall as the Great Wall of Black Iron surged and crashed against the wall. Countless Nether Demons were swept up by this huge force and flew over the Outer Great Wall, landing in the buffer zone.

The entire sky was dyed a dark blood color.

In this tsunami, the Nether Army was like a ball of ants in a river. They gathered together tightly and relied on each other for a chance of survival.

At every moment, the strongest warriors fell together with the Nether Demons.

They crashed against the temporary Black Iron Defense Layer. The indestructible Black Iron Defense Layer creaked as it was on the verge of collapsing.

One part of the defense was about to be destroyed.

You Wuming leaped into the air and landed lightly on the ground.

The black blade was unsheathed. With a destructive green light, it broke through the bloody darkness. It swept out for more than a hundred feet and smashed the incoming wave of flesh and blood into pieces.

He grabbed the Black Iron Defense Layer with one hand and lightly swept it into the distance.

The pressure on the defenders was greatly reduced. They let out excited roars.

Short-life snorted and raised its head high.

Sang Yuanyuan patted it and said, "Your master is really powerful!"

It turned its head and affectionately rubbed its wet nose against her palm.

An injured veteran beside her grinned and said, "The most difficult part hasn't arrived yet.

The Lord is not a god. If we continue like this, we can only hold on for half a day. The real danger will come when the tide returns. "

Sang Yuanyuan nodded lightly.

The Nether Demons would return to the Nether Abyss.

When they retreated, the tide attacking the Inner Great Wall would pass by the Outer Great Wall. When the time came, they would attack from both inside and outside. This place would be the intersection of the two huge waves.

She only hoped that Sang Province's King would be faster and the tide returns slower. She did not want the tragedy in the book to happen.

Sang Yuanyuan had already confirmed that You Wuming in the book did not retreat to the north with Han Shaoling. Instead, they relied on the Outer Wall to defend and hold on.

There was no process in this battle, only an ending.

The ending was that You Wuming was heavily injured. This Nether Army was almost completely wiped out.

She looked around at these living people.

They were young, strong, and had outstanding cultivations. Their eyes were burning with flames as they fought the Nether Demons with all their might.

She remembered how You Wuming looked before he set off. He said to them lazily, "If you can live, don't die."

If you can live, don't die.

She took a deep breath and jumped to the ground. She picked up a knife that had lost its owner from the ground.

It was cold and heavy to the touch. The handle was sticky. She did not know if it was stained with human or demon blood.

She held the handle with both hands and dragged it up from the ground.

If he could contribute, he would contribute as much as he could.

The Black Iron Defense Frame was in the shape of a net, and densely packed Nether Demons climbed up, like grapes falling onto the frame.

Sang Yuanyuan picked up the knife and stabbed it out of the net with all her strength.

Puchi —

The feeling of the tip of the knife piercing the demon's body was indescribable.

Blood splashed. She narrowed her eyes and pushed it out.

A Nether Demon fell down with a scream.

Sang Yuanyuan put away the long knife and panted. She could not help but laugh softly.

As she laughed, hot tears fell.

A hand patted her shoulder heavily.

She thought it was You Wuming, but when she turned around, she saw a soldier she did not recognize.

He gave her a thumbs-up.

She nodded and continued to fight the Nether Demons that climbed up the black iron defense frame.

"Be careful of their tongues!" A blade appeared from the side and blocked the attack for her.

Sang Yuan tilted his head to take a look. It was another unfamiliar face.

"Thank you!"

At this moment, she had already forgotten that You Wuming was a lunatic and the bad reputation of the Youzhou army. She only knew that the people around her were her comrades-in-arms who she could entrust her back to. She would also try her best to block any sneak attacks for them.

If it was a flat battlefield, a weakling like Sang Yuanyuan would not survive for more than half a minute. Fortunately, there were black iron defense frames here. As long as she dodged the long tongues, she would not be hurt.

This kind of environment minimized the gap between those with high cultivation and those with low cultivation. It allowed people like Sang Yuanyuan to make a small contribution.

You Wuming was still floating on top of the black iron defense frame. From time to time, she would fly out like a butterfly and kill a group of Mad Demons before flying back.

Spiritual Brilliance Realm …

Sang Yuanyuan rubbed her sore arms and smiled bitterly.

The gap between them wasn't just a little big!

A rumbling sound was heard.

Sang Yuanyuan was shocked and looked around.

It wasn't the Nether Demons that had attacked, but Han Shaoling and his men who had returned!

Tens of thousands of people climbed up the city wall. Relying on the safe zone cleared by the Youzhou army, they quickly expanded the safe zone and stabilized their footing.

After the battle was settled, Han Shaoling walked over with his beast.

At a time like this, no one would care about gratitude or grudges.

With the Korean army defending together, there was nothing to gain.

Sang Yuanyuan was pleasantly surprised. Her blood-stained face unconsciously revealed a smile.

Han Shaoling felt a heavy blow to his heart again.

Such a weak woman was struggling to carry such a big sword. Sweat flowed down her cheeks, but her eyes were unusually bright.

The dimples at the corner of her lips were like honey.

He was like a puppet that had lost its soul. He walked towards her in a daze.

A black shadow flew over like a butterfly. With a flash of green light, Han Shaoling was forced to take seven or eight steps back.

You Wuming was back.

He reached out and pulled the small figure into his arms.

His tone was full of disdain. "Didn't they say that beauties are cool and don't sweat? You stink."

Sang Yuanyuan looked up at him and saw that his hair was really clean. There was not a single drop of sweat.

She smiled. "That's why you're a beauty."

You Wuming: "…"