The siege, or rather, the journey to death, has begun.
The Chaos Yuan Dragon pulled the chariot and slowly approached the seven-colored glazed pillar of light that stood up to the sky, quietly suspended in the air nearly a hundred miles above the ground.
Ji Hao stood up, walked to the verandah on the edge of the chariot, and looked coldly at the battle below with his hands behind his back, to be precise, a massacre.
Due north of Yemotian, that is, the local nobles under the control of Yu Yu's clone, drove countless cannon fodder to rush towards Yaoshan City, and the colonial saints in the east and west also drove countless cannon fodder to roar forward.
I don't know what medicine the emperor poured into the patriarchs and elders of those small and medium-sized tribes, but many small and medium-sized tribes with low strength made a desperate gamble and drove the young men in the clan to the front line.
They rode all kinds of war beasts, raised all kinds of totem battle flags, shouted loudly without fear of death, and approached Yaoshan City with high morale.
In addition to being surrounded by extremely dangerous rivers, Yaoshan City also has a circle of vast sea arranged by Ji Hao on the outermost periphery, and a large group of dragon clan elites commanding countless water tribe armies, they have already reorganized the array in the sea, standing on the endless waves and roaring loudly.
Along the four avenues in four directions, countless cannon fodder armies rushed into this vast water.
The floating battle forts of the alien army spewed out dazzling blue electric light and flew in the air, but as soon as they entered the range of this circle of water, the forbidden air magic array in the heaven and earth array burst into force, and dozens of floating battle forts ten miles away in length and width suddenly lost most of their floating power, and fell from the high altitude to the water in embarrassment.
A large wave of blood rolled out, and Ji Hao arranged it in the outermost sea of blood in the water, and countless half-dragon Shura and blood pool ghosts rushed out silently, setting off a rolling blood wave and flooding dozens of battle forts.
The dozens of floating peaks that followed behind the battle fort were even more unbearable, and countless fires erupted on the peaks that soared in the sky with floating runes, and the peaks spewed out large smoths of black smoke and flames, falling heavily from the sky.
In the rolling of blood and water, the mountain peak was directly corroded into scum by the extremely vicious Netherworld Blood Sea, and even all the soldiers on the mountain peak were turned into blood and water.
The cannon fodder army of the native nobles of the Panyu world due north was defeated, and the alien armies in the east and west directions did not fall to the advantage.
A large group of strange creatures of the colonial world, under the urging of the colonial saints, rushed into the sea of blood without fear of death.
These massive native creatures roared in a low voice, swimming forward with all their might, carrying the dense and countless native warriors on their backs.
They kept swimming forward, moving away from the land.
Ten miles, hundreds of miles, thousands of miles densely packed with countless giant indigenous creatures floated on the water, they used their bodies as rafts, carrying a huge indigenous army to swim towards Yaoshan City.
When the number of indigenous legions floating on the water reached an astonishing number, blood waves rose in the sea areas on the east and west sides, and countless half-dragon Shura and blood pool ghosts roared out.
The extremely corrosive sea of blood corroded those massive indigenous creatures in almost a few breaths, turning them all into viscous, filthy blood.
Countless indigenous warriors fell into the sea of blood, and they were swallowed up by the blood in a gulp before they could even let out a single scream.
A faint mist of blood floated in the sea of blood, which was the bloody breath that was too strong and evaporated.
In the gradually thickening blood mist, one after another bronze gates with countless demon heads carved on the surface quietly opened, and pitch-black whirlpools quietly appeared behind the doors.
The souls of countless slain indigenous warriors hissed and howled miserably and were swept into the bronze portal, and the underworld people couldn't hold back and quietly shot the souls of these indigenous warriors, but they were the best materials for him to refine all kinds of strange nether warriors There are countless corpses of indigenous warriors who were instantly suffocated by blood and water rushed up from the sea of blood, like moths to a fire and submerged into the bronze portal, the underworld people quickly harvested the corpses of these indigenous warriors with supreme mana, and there were bursts of high-pitched laughter faintly from the bronze portal, obviously the underworld people were already extremely proud.
Due south, the temporarily supported wooden boats and rafts were pushed into the water by countless Terran warriors, and a large group of Terran warriors boarded the raft with their war beast mounts, directly used their weapons as oars, and rowed towards Yaoshan City.
Countless bird mounts carrying countless Terran warriors roared through the air, rushing towards Yaoshan City as fast as a violent wind.
Just like the floating battle fort and floating mountain peak of the Yu Clan's native legion in the north direction, countless bird mounts had just rushed into the area of Yaoshan City's city defense array, and the forbidden sky array erupted, and countless birds screamed and fell rapidly from the sky.
Let these birds frantically flap their wings, but they can no longer feel the familiar rising force of their daily lives.
Countless messy feathers fell from the sky, and large flocks of birds fell from the sky with their owners.
The fallen Terran warriors were like meteorites, smashed into the rafts of the Terran warriors below, and tens of thousands of rafts were smashed into pieces by the Terran warriors wearing heavy armor, and they fell apart completely, and for a while I don't know how many Terran warriors screamed and fell into the water.
Shadows and shadows, countless blood pool ghosts silently swam from the bloody water, and they dragged the legs of the Terran warriors who fell into the water, pulling them to quickly sink to the bottom of the water.
The sticky and smelly blood water quickly poured into the seven orifices of these Terran warriors, and countless Terran warriors just snorted and fainted.
Just fainted, no kills.
This is the plan that Ji Hao made before he migrated to Yaoshan City, those alien warriors can kill as much as they want, and only these alien warriors can be captured alive as much as possible.
It was the clan leaders to whom these warriors belonged who had made a mistake, but it was not up to these warriors to bear the sin.
Countless shrimp and crabs will sneak under the deep water, and they will bring up a turbulent white water line in the deep water, and quickly come to the edge of the junction of ordinary sea water and blood sea water.
The Bloodpool Ghost dragged the fainting Terran warriors out of the sea of blood and handed them over to the shrimp soldiers and crab generals.
The shrimp soldiers and crab generals dragged these Terran warriors to the surface quickly, pulling them to swim quickly towards Yaoshan City.
Emperor Miao, who was strategizing and commanding the overall situation on the southern shore, saw a large group of Terran warriors being captured alive through the witch mirror, and he couldn't help but roar angrily.
Amid the exclamations of countless tribal leaders, Emperor Miao pulled out his weapon and killed more than a dozen small and medium-sized tribal leaders who were ineffective in battle on the spot.
At the emperor's order, the names of the clans of these beheaded leaders of small and medium-sized tribes were deposed, and all their territories and all their clansmen were incorporated into the Gongsun clan under the emperor's decree.
In the thunderous scolding of the emperor, the nine sons of the heart devouring and others patted their chests and strode towards the front line
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