Invincible Emperor Summoning System

The siege of Anguo was destined to be a massacre.

A level 2 empire can no longer stop Yue Chen's soldiers.

The soldiers of Yue State climbed over the city wall, entered the imperial capital, and fought hand-to-hand with the army.

The entire imperial capital has become a meat grinding ground.

The soldiers of Yue State marched forward in an orderly formation, and the soldiers of Anguo stepped forward one after another under the orders of the generals. Two torrents of steel collided crazily.

The lives of the soldiers were disappearing rapidly, and Yue Chen's exclusive troops were also lost.

Some casual cultivators hiding in the city took the opportunity to sneak attack Yue Guojun from behind, causing certain casualties to Yue Guojun, and then they were dismembered by soldiers fighting to the death.

The hidden dragon and crouching tiger in the imperial capital are revealed at this moment.

Beside Yue Chen, the five generals did not continue to stand by, but took action one after another to strangle the war spirit-level masters hidden in the city, so as to avoid excessive losses to Yue Guojun.

From night to day, the war continued.

There were corpses everywhere in the city, and blood flowed like rivers.

The people hid in their homes and shivered, and the strong smell of blood spread throughout the entire imperial capital.

In the palace, all civil and military officials gathered together, An Hongyi sat on the throne with a pale face and trembling all over.

Yue Guojun really came in.

Although the fighting situation is fierce, the number of enemies has not decreased much.

On the other hand, the Anguo Army suffered a large number of casualties. From last night to now, a total of 20,000 soldiers have died.

"Haven't the fairy masters come yet?" An Hongyi shouted, staring at Yan Tengfei like a wolf. If the people from Poison Dragon Mountain couldn't rescue him, and if An Hongyi was going to die, he would definitely let Yan Tengfei be buried with him.

Yan Tengfei's face was full of solemnity, and he was also afraid of Yue Guojun's entry.

"Soon!" Yan Tengfei shouted in a deep voice, "Don't worry, Your Majesty, they will definitely arrive in time..."

An Hongyi gritted his teeth with a sullen face, and nodded heavily. Now, he can only put all his hopes on the poisonous dragon mountain.

"Boom!" The top floor of the palace was suddenly smashed by heavy objects, and tiles flew.

Several figures hit the floor in the palace.

For a moment, the whole hall was shocked, and countless people shouted in horror: "Protect Your Majesty!"

An Hongyi was guarded by all the guards. Through the gaps in the crowd, An Hongyi saw a group of old men in black robes and more than a dozen young people.

Immediately, An Hongyi was overjoyed, and hurried forward, pushed away the crowd blocking the front, and said loudly: "Little Wang An Hongyi, I pay my respects to all the immortal masters."

The reinforcements from Poison Dragon Mountain finally arrived.

And there are five old men from Poison Dragon Mountain.

The five of them are all well-known masters of war kings, and they are invincible existences.

A tall, red-faced old man in a purple robe looked at An Hongyi calmly, and said firmly, "Don't worry, Anguo, we've secured it."

This is the head of Poison Dragon Mountain, Hua Qianjue.

Hearing this domineering voice, Manchao Wenwu felt relieved.

Poisonous Dragon Mountain, that is the top sect within a radius of ten thousand miles, countless sects at level 23 rely on their breath, and the head master Hua Qianjue's stomping is enough to cause shocks in countless countries.

Such a character, bringing a lot of masters to come, everyone present can't think of any reason for Yue Chen and the others to live.

"My lord, I pay my respects to all the immortal masters!" Seeing this, the civil and military officials of the Manchu Dynasty knelt down and saluted.

Hua Qianjue nodded indifferently, and dismissed everyone's kneeling. If Yue Chen hadn't hurt Dulong Mountain's dignity, they might not have taken action on such trivial matters between countries.

Hua Qianjue said coldly: "If Yue Chen dares to kill my junior brother, the Yue Kingdom will be destroyed. In this battle, millions of people should be buried with my junior brother."

In a word, murderous awe-inspiring, icy cold.

"Li Zheng!" Hua Qianjue shouted loudly.

"The disciple is here!" A middle-aged man stepped out of the crowd, clasped his fists and shouted coldly.

"Go take over the defense of the palace, and travel long distances, I'll have a cup of tea first!"

Hua Qianjue said calmly, not paying any attention to the An Guo soldiers who were being massacred by the Yue people.

Treating human life as worthless is the truest portrayal of them.

"Yes!" The young man named Li Zheng walked out of the hall with his younger brothers and younger sisters.

"Come here, bring me the best Yunwu tea..."

A team of 300 people killed all the way to the front of the palace.

Leading the troops was Xu Chu's deputy general Zhang Miao.

When following Xu Chu, Zhang Miao was a master of war commander, and now fighting all the way, he has been promoted to war spirit.

"Hehe, the imperial palace!" Zhang Miao raised her head, glanced at the tense soldiers above the wall, and smiled coldly.

Under the baptism of war, many soldiers had a terrifying murderous aura, with blood condensed all over their bodies, like demons crawling out of hell, with an extremely terrifying aura.

Zhang Miao held a blood-dripping long sword and said coldly, "If you don't open the door, then let me smash the city wall."

On Zhang Miao's sword, the silver aura slowly condensed, and a cruel smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

When the aura on the sword condensed to its peak, the sword immediately slashed out.

"Boom!" The vermilion gate shook violently.

This is made of bronze, so strong that it cannot be broken by ordinary force.

"Huh? As expected of the gate of the imperial palace!" The corner of Zhang Miao's mouth became even colder.

"Brothers, let's smash this door together!" Zhang Miao shouted.

"Yes!" The soldiers shouted generously.

At this moment, the door suddenly opened, and more than a dozen young people appeared behind them. The leader was a man in his forties: Li Zheng.

"You untouchables like ants, dare to disturb my teacher!"

Behind Li Zheng, a young man shouted, completely ignoring the murderous crowd in front of him.

"Untouchable?"

On Zhang Miao's face, killing intent was concentrated.

"Come on, kill me! Let these high-ranking trash see if our untouchables' swords are sharp!" Zhang Miao shouted.

As a soldier, there is no need to talk nonsense, just use the weapons in your hands to prove it.

"Kill!" Behind Zhang Miao, several soldiers stepped forward with their swords in their hands, and the light on the tip of the sword fluctuated.

Behind Li Zheng, many young people sneered.

Li Zheng suddenly pulled out the sword behind his back, and slashed out with a sharp sword light, sweeping towards the soldiers of Yue Kingdom.

More than a dozen soldiers of the Yue Kingdom who rushed forward were sent flying upside down and fell to the ground like broken sandbags. It is unknown whether they lived or died.

The young men of Poison Dragon Mountain sneered with their swords in their hands, looking down on the many soldiers who fell to the ground.

Looking at his former companion lying on the ground, Zhang Miao was furious, and shouted angrily, "You are courting death."

"Only by you, you dare to kill my people from Poison Dragon Mountain?" Li Zheng's eyes fixed on Zhang Miao, and murderous aura surged out, hitting Zhang Miao like an icy cold current.

The next moment, Li Zheng drew out his sword, the dazzling sword light cut through the void, and the hesitating sword light cut towards Zhang Miao's chest.

Zhang Miao held the sword horizontally in front of her body, and was immediately sent flying by the sword light. She fell to the ground and couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood.

A sword qi sliced ​​into his shoulder armor, smashing the armor, leaving a deep scar on his shoulder, blood gushing out.