It was pouring rain, and the rain fell like a turbulent moment.

Bai Mingwei and Wei Xiao, one left and one right, had already jumped onto the city wall.

Following them were the soldiers of Dongling who were one after another.

A heavy rain turned the situation around.

The people of Beiyan who had the advantage lost all their advantages because of this heavy rain.

The people of Northern Yan are strong and brave, but they are powerless in front of Bai Mingwei, who is good at using the right time, place, people and conditions.

General Su Tumu only realized that he had organized resistance without fighting, but had long lost the best time to resist.

Fire, the nemesis of the ladder and the tower car, also lost its effectiveness at this moment.

As a result, this war became a crush without any suspense.

Faced with the Northern Yan people who always invaded and bullied Dongling, the soldiers were ruthless, and the city wall instantly became a purgatory on earth.

In the heavy rain, the soldiers of Dongling became more and more brave as they killed, while the army of Beiyan was not disciplined and had no rules. They were squeezed on the narrow city walls, and they were tall and mighty and could not perform at all.

The warriors of Northern Yan, who were immediately invincible, were powerless in front of the Dongling people they looked down upon.

Immediately afterwards, a roar of raging waves was so clear in the rain. As trees and mud fell on the mountain on the right continued to fall, the mountain torrents gathered with heavy rain rushed into the city with a huge force.

Such a large amount of water is no less than a small dam breaking the dam and pouring it down.

The sea is overwhelming, the destruction is destroyed, and the earth is destroyed.

The soldiers of Beiyan who were guarding behind the city gates acted as human walls. Under the erosion of mountain torrents, they who were not good at water gradually became defeated.

Yuecheng could not release water. Faced with the rolling mountain torrents, they could only watch helplessly that the water accumulates more and more in the low-lying city walls, rising higher and higher.

At this time, Bai Mingwei also met Su Tumu on a narrow road.

She approached with the sword, stepped slowly towards Sutumu, stepping on the water that was intertwined with blood.

The blood stains stained on the sword were quickly washed away by heavy rain and kept dripping along the tip of the sword.

The soldiers who were killing crazy around stopped and looked at her wandering in the blood river vigilantly.

Immediately afterwards, he was killed by the Dongling soldiers.

Bai Ming turned a deaf ear, as if he could not see the surrounding scenes, and slowly walked towards Sutumu.

Under the rain, her eyes were sharp and her cheeks washed by blood and rain were particularly fair.

As Bai Mingwei got closer and closer, Su Tumu also stopped attacking. Facing the woman who was still burning like a fire in the heavy rain, he burst into a roar like a trapped beast: "Bai Mingwei! How dare you fight with this general?!"

Bai Mingwei slowly raised the sword in his hand, faced Su Tumu sideways, and pointed the tip of the sword directly at the tall and strong man in front of him: "Why don't you dare?!"

With a thunderous explosion, lightning flashed on the divine weapon, illuminating her eyes.

She held the hilt of the sword tightly: "Dongling has been waiting for this moment for a long time. Please remember this battle, because it means that the time for Dongling to turn over is here!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a snow light flashed in front of him, Bai Mingwei was like a red lightning bolt, rushing towards Su Tumu, holding a thousand-pound hammer.

But just as Su Tumu raised the thousand-pound hammer to block it, she suddenly fell to the ground, sliding like a fish on the ground.

When she slid behind Su Tumu, she stabbed Su Tumu's thigh with a backhand sword.

"ah!"

With a shrill scream, the blood flowed from Sutumu's thighs.

With just one move, he had basically tried Bai Mingwei's depth, so he did not dare to fight, so he quickly jumped down the city wall, and then ordered the soldiers under the city to defend the passage of the city to the death.

Bai Ming slightly shook the blood on the tip of the sword and continued to stab it out with a sword.

The "puff" sound is so weak in the heavy rain, but whenever it sounds, it means the passing of life.

Zhou Yi on the mountain saw the benefits of the mountain torrent and continued to lead the five hundred brothers to dig ditches desperately to lure more mountains and rivers into Yuecheng.

With a loud bang, the flood accumulated on the city wall actually broke through the thick door and leaked out.

There were countless Northern Yan soldiers mixed in the water, like a fish tank breaking, and a full tank of fish was scattered on the ground.

It turned out that the walls of Yuecheng were so thick that the city gate was embedded in the thick walls. The white vinegar that had just fallen beside the city gate was not washed clean by the heavy rain. Just as the two armies were fighting, they slowly eroded the rammed earth. When the rammed earth became fragile, they were instantly washed away by the flood.

Seeing this, Zhang Jin immediately ordered: "Cabin, go ahead!"

The drum sounded, and the pointed wooden donkey opened the way. Two thousand cavalry quickly approached the Beiyan soldiers who were washed out by the water. The long sword in their hands was like cutting leeks, one sword, and one sword was killed.

Blood gushed out like ink, splashing on the land where blood and mud merged.

The people of Northern Yan rose to resist, but their feet were slippery and they couldn't stand steadily, let alone fighting with the Dongling soldiers riding on horseback.

In this way, the city gate was soon filled with corpses, stacked like mountains, regardless of the enemy or the old or the young. The dead people fell across the mud.

The blood stained the mud and was soon diluted by heavy rain.

After the cavalry harvested the lives of the people who were washed out by the flood, the sound of drums changed, and the garrison on the left immediately rushed to the broken city gate, and the Bai family army, who had arranged the formation, followed closely behind.

The garrison was responsible for the Pokou, and the Bai family army was responsible for making good use of formations to suppress the killing.

The soldiers of Dongling, who were highly motivated, faced the soldiers of Beiyan who were caught off guard. The battle quickly broke into the city from outside the city and from above to below the city.

From morning to noon, from strong storms to sunny weather after rain.

This team, with the garrison as the vanguard and the formation of the Bai family, was advancing rapidly and unstoppable. At this time, it had completely supported and entered the city.

Wherever you go, there are corpses everywhere.

Seeing his companions falling down one after another, Su Tumu, who had a limp, looked desperate.

But then, Bai Mingwei, covered in blood, came to him again: "General, the winner has not yet been decided, why have you left?"

The nice voice is as wonderful as the yellow oriole coming out of the valley, but it sounds like the deadly evil ghost in Sutu's ears.

He held the thousand-pound hammer in his hand tightly and looked at Bai Mingwei, who was soaked, covered in blood on his wet clothes, and his hair was covered in blood. He gritted his teeth with hatred: "Bai Mingwei, you are so cruel!"

Bai Ming lipped his lips slightly: "The success and the king will lose the enemy, and there is only the winner and loser on the battlefield."

After saying that, Bai Mingwei quickly launched an attack like a fierce leopard.

Su Tumu hurriedly raised a thousand-pound hammer to block it, but in the next moment, Bai Mingwei withdrew the sword. Just when Su Tumu thought she would do the same, he kicked Su Tumu in the face.

The bridge of the nose was shattered and the teeth were falling, and Su Tumu's face was covered in blood.

A few rays of sunlight leaked from behind the clouds, illuminating his embarrassment.

It was seen that all the Northern Yan warriors were embarrassed by their ferocious and fierceness.

Bai Mingwei did not wait for Su Tumu to react and rushed forward again. The long sword in his hand cut off the handle of the Qianjin Hammer, then avoided all blocks and sent a sword into Su Tumu's abdomen.

Immediately afterwards, she pulled out the sword in her hand and slashed Su Tumu's neck with a sword at a speed that was lightning speed.

Blood splashed on her face. She didn't care about the smelly and sticky liquid, picked up the head on the ground and raised it high: "The Lord of Northern Yan has been killed!"
Chapter completed!