Xinling Xinyang.
The fortresses were piled up all over the outside of the city, Xinyang City, a city with a long history, and now the city wall has been completely blown open, and countless cannonballs are blasting towards the city.
A group of wind attribute alchemists carried themselves in front against the wind, and in this gap of artillery fire, they held up a safe barrier for the people behind, and outside the barrier, there were corpses piled up all over the ground, and the bloody aura filled the sky.
An old man sat on a piece of gravel, panting heavily, and shouted loudly, his armor was torn, his hair was unkempt, and he was extremely embarrassed.
"Dag is here, Dag is in Dad, are you okay" A middle-aged man was squeezed out of the crowd, covered in blood, and his left arm was already empty.
"Dag, you your hand" The old man looked at the middle-aged limb that was still bleeding after being bandaged, and his hand couldn't help but tremble.
"Dad, my son is fine, one less hand, save a life, it's worth it" The middle-aged man smiled, in this tragic state, he can still be so optimistic, which shows that the middle-aged man has a good mentality.
"Good, good" "It is worthy of being the son of my Kurban family" The old man shouted two good words again and again, "Have the city's people been transferred?"
"Dad, don't worry, Dawa has already led a team of people to lead the people of the city to transfer, and now only you are left."
Dag's face was a little pale, but he still squeezed out a smile on his face when he faced the old man.
When the old man heard this, there was a trace of bitterness at the corner of his mouth, and he shook his head, "Dad is old, staying can stop them for a while, the future of Xinling is in the hands of your brothers, go, help Dad take care of your mother and a few younger brothers."
He waved his hand at Dag.
"What did you say, Dad, you are not old, the people of Xinling still need you, Zhuo Sang also needs you, here to my son, I will hold them for a while, and then I will chase you" Dage said with a smile.
"No, you hurry up, if you don't leave, it's too late" At this time, the old man's stubborn temper came up, Dag saw this, and suddenly felt helpless, he was very clear about his father's temper, once he decided, he would never change. rumble The huge impact smashed the wind shield, and the bodies of the twelve wind attribute alchemists in front of them sank suddenly, their feet had already sunk into the ground, and the whole person was pressed to the ground by this huge impact force.
"Master Hou, Childe, you go quickly, Xinling needs you, we will support you here" Ahem, poof Among the twelve, a Wind Attribute Qi Cultivator was covered in scars, coughed up a mouthful of blood, and knelt heavily on the ground, struggling to support himself. bang "Please Master Hou, Childe quickly transfer" The rest of the warriors all fell to their knees at this moment, their voices firm and powerful.
"Children, listen to me, I'm old, the future of Xinling, the future of Zhuo Sang, what I need is you young people, I order you, all evacuate" The old man roared, staggered to his feet, his bloody palm, holding the huge war knife at his side, a terrifying aura permeated at this moment, and the momentum was like a rainbow "Daddy, I can't go, you must go," Dag pleaded.
"Please evacuate Master Hou" The voice resounded again.
"You dare to disobey," the old man shouted.
When the rest heard this, they fell to one knee and slammed their right fist on their left chest.
"We are the generals under the command of Gongzi, the order of Hou Ye, forgive me for not waiting" Then, everyone buried their heads and kowtowed fiercely, "Please evacuate Hou Ye and Gongzi" "Master Hou, Childe, if you don't leave, it's too late," the twelve wind attribute alchemists urged.
Seeing this, the old man sighed helplessly, "Since you refuse to leave, then I can only kill it."
"Bende, old thief, come and die" He turned around suddenly, and shouted at the fortress outside the city, the sword in his hand shook, and the light surged, but he was too consumed after all, and he stumbled and almost fell.
Heroes don't die, just twilight.
It's breathtaking.
Boom.
The old man's pupils dilated slightly, and as soon as he took a step, there was a strong force from his neck, followed by a drowsy tiredness that swept through his body.
Dag knocked him unconscious and hurriedly held him up.
"Dad, I'm sorry."
Dag sighed, he knew his father's temper too well, so he could only make this decision.
"The generals obey the order," he turned abruptly and looked at the rest of the soldiers who were kneeling on the ground.
"In" "I ordered you to escort the Hou Ye to evacuate, there must be no mistake" "This" "Childe, it's not a pity for me to die, let's stay and stall for time," a soldier hurriedly said.
"Why, do you even have to disobey my orders" A look of indifference welled up on Dag's face.
Seeing this, everyone didn't dare to refute, "I don't dare, but today, even if Childe kills us, we must not let Childe stay."
"Brothers, please let Hou Ye and Gongzi go" "Childe, my subordinates have offended" The soldiers stood up proudly, their expressions resolute.
Dag was helpless, and in his mind, the scimitar at his feet suddenly crossed his neck, and the cold light was cold.
"Childe, you" The soldiers hurriedly stopped.
Dag's expression was indifferent, and he said in a deep voice between gasps, "Although I am a prince and nobleman, in my heart, I have always regarded you as my Dag's brothers."
"Xinling needs you, and the Kurban family needs you" Bang He fell to one knee.
"Brothers, plead with you for your brothers."
"Take my daddy, go," he growled, his right hand clenched into a fist and hammered into his chest Bang bang bang It's a resolute belief.
All the generals knelt on the ground, "Childe, why are you doing this, Xinling needs you more, Zhuo Sang needs you more," they begged.
"All the soldiers listen to the order" Dag looked indifferent and gave the order again.
At this moment, no one retorted, "I'll wait, listen to the order" "Take the Hou Ye away" He said in a deep voice, the scimitar fell, and he kowtowed three times to the old man who was leaning on the gravel.
"Dad, if there is an afterlife, I will still be your son."
At this moment, he quietly looked at the sleeping old man, and tears couldn't help but put on everyone's moving eyes.
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At this moment, Dag smiled.
"Go" The soldiers no longer hesitated, lifted the old man up, and wept suddenly: "Son, take care" between the words, no longer staying.
Twelve alchemists still held the barrier.
"Childe, why don't you leave" The twelve sighed bitterly.
Dag looked at them in the distance, and the tight strings relaxed, and smiled faintly, "Someone has to stay and hold them back." ” For he knew that he and his father had to have one of them stay in order to stop that man from moving forward, and if he had to choose one to stay, he would undoubtedly choose himself.
"Here, the dead are all my brothers" The scimitar was held in his hand, and a chill enveloped him, the smile dispersed, and his expression gradually became gloomy.
The corpses of his brothers were all over the ground, and his killing intent grew little by little.
"Tut-tut, my son didn't hesitate to knock out Lao Tzu and let Lao Tzu go, it's really touching."
Outside the city, a figure finally appeared, stepping on the void and looking down at the Dag people.
"Old thief Bende, you finally dare to come out."
Dag sneered.
"Hehe, your old ghost father is here, I'm afraid of the two of you, and now you're alone, why am I afraid" The man had middle-aged white hair, exuding a chill all over his body.
"Yes."
Dag was indifferent, the twelve alchemists collected the Qi, the wind dispersed, and Dag stepped forward.
"Brothers, this may be our last battle, are you afraid?"
"Zhuo Sang is not a coward" The twelve people all smiled indifferently and looked calm.
"Okay, let's fight this battle more beautifully" resounded with a sonorous and resolute voice.
A scorching aura permeated, and then, behind him, twelve surging breaths also rose into the sky.
Fighting Spirit: