Has the world killed?

Army soldiers are near the city, and they are likely to attack at will.

This is not right, it does not conform to their previous logic.

Logically speaking, after defeating the 60,000 troops of Cold City and killing high-end combat power one after another, shouldn't they celebrate it?

After all, the other party was crushed and beaten by them for half a year.

After the wild venting is over, then go to arrange a more rigorous defense plan, and wait for the next barbarian siege!

This behavior of the people in the world is too sudden, and it doesn't match the previous behavior at all.

What's more, Hancheng has been standing in the ice field for more than a hundred years, so you really think we have this ability?

Every barbarian is a soldier, as long as he is ruthless.

There are more than 200,000 young and old in the city, except for children.

Ju is able to wrap up animal skins and pick up bone soldiers to kill the enemy on the battlefield.

In contrast, more than 50,000 people are in a state of anger, so that's a fart?

Perhaps it was a fatal blow to other cities in Youshi.

But for them, it doesn't hurt or itchy.

And the situation where the dragons have no leader is also easy to solve.

The major families in the city are separated by a wall for the time being, and the people of the world are exhausted and unable to attack.

Moreover, if you die, there are more than 40,000 people. What are you going to fight with us?

You must know that the defender has an advantage, condescending, and the loss ratio is at least one to six.

One person of the barbarians will die, and the current world will die six, maybe even more.

Therefore, the patriarchs of the major families in Cold City are really dazed.

If the truth is so simple, the leaders of the world will not be able to see it.

It is estimated that half a year ago, the soldiers of the cold city were wiped out here, how can we wait until today?

Only soon, these patriarchs understood why the behavior of the people in the City of the Dead did not meet their expectations.

Because one person gave them unlimited confidence.

The big men in Cold City walked out of the family one after another and hurried to the city wall.

When they looked at a golden giant holding an ultra-long battle axe, they were shocked.

Are you kidding me?

This group of people is not bad in strength, and can naturally recognize who is the head hanging on the giant's waist by virtue of their extraordinary eyesight.

A powerful and god-like barbarian king, actually let people beheaded?

We are hallucinating collectively! !

But soon, they calmed down.

Don't panic, they are barely the backbone of Cold City Lord. If they look panicked, how can they fight this battle?

Be timid before fighting, military strategists are taboo.

"Everyone, take it easy. No matter how strong the golden giant is, it's just one person. We are more than 200,000 young and old in the cold city. At the critical moment, one person can drown each other with one spit." An old patriarch who is quite old and has some qualifications road.

After hearing the words, everyone settled.

Yes, one's power is inevitably limited.

The savage king, who is as strong as a god, dare to challenge a city with his own power?

There are still many barbarian soldiers who are not afraid of sacrifice to support him!

Fighting is not singled out, but depends on collective strength.

Is it possible that the opponent can break through the impenetrable walls?

"Immediately notify the warriors guarding the city to open the array eyes set up inside the city wall. Let them spend a few days, and when the other party is exhausted, we open the door to meet the enemy and defeat the enemy in one fell swoop." The old patriarch continued to order.

The others looked at each other, and they were very witty and silent, each acquiescing to the fact that the old patriarch temporarily led them.

When they can fight in a nest, when should they unite as one, they have a clear mind.

For example, now, it's best to shut up and conceal the dirty struggles in your mind.

If not, once the cold city is broken, you will be a prisoner.

Even worse, the head fell to the ground.

And other people are not fools, whoever dares to jump out to oppose them, everyone will attack them in groups.

The chief and deputy district chief looked at the majestic cold city, and a lofty ambition rose from his chest.

Have you ever thought that one day they will counterattack?

Thinking of finally overturning the barbarians riding on their faces, constantly punching them.

That's a happy, hearty! !

Without waiting for the two to stand up and say a few words to boost morale, He Xiaotian stepped forward and came behind them.

The two people felt the tremors of the earth and the huge shadow hanging over them, subconsciously covering their files.

Turn around?

Dare not.

In an instant, the leadership speech sorted out in his mind disappeared.

"Don't BB, it's all done."

He Xiaotian was disgusted with these leaders' speeches when he was a child, and his grandmother's grandmother was able to finish in one sentence, so he had to hold a three-hour meeting.

Shows that you can water?

Can water, why not write a novel!

The presidents of the four stages of primary school, middle school, high school, and university made speeches.

To sum it up, only 15 words-study hard every day and strive to be a pillar of the country.

That's it!

"Brothers, enter the cold city. What awaits you will be countless aura crystals and ghost steel. Remember my words, don't be merciful, don't let your guard down. Any secular people who dare to resist, just kill them."

When the words fell, He Xiaotian separated the chief and deputy district heads, raised his gusty battle axe, and slammed into the cold city that was waiting for it.

Staying in place, looking at the morale of the warriors behind them, with excitement on their faces, they looked at each other.

Are we two leaders, or are you a leader?

Don't save us a bit of face!

For He Xiaotian, it doesn't matter if the leader does not lead.

The most important thing is interest, whoever dares to block him, he will cut anyone.

Unless the person standing in front of him is his father-He Sheng.

Otherwise, no one will give face.

"Close the city gate!!"

The old patriarch looked at He Xiaotian who had picked up his axe to kill him, and said coldly.

The messenger standing next to him was taken aback for a moment.

"Patriarch, you say?"

"Close the city gate!"

"But... but there are still 20,000 troops who have not entered the city..." The messenger spit out half of a word, and the old patriarch turned around and smashed his head with a palm. Then he wiped his hands and pointed to another soldier whose legs were shaking.

"You go."

"Yes!"

The new messenger did not dare to speak.

The predecessor’s head is gone, and it bursts like a watermelon. What else can he say?

As the saying goes, dead Daoists do not die poor Dao, although more than 20,000 people are a bit too many, but at any rate, I have to survive first.

The remaining patriarchs shuddered when they looked at the very spicy and determined old patriarch.

Fortunately, they didn't jump out just now, otherwise they would encounter the same treatment as a headless corpse lying on the ground.

"What are you doing?"

The soldiers who had not yet entered the city were immediately blasted out.

This group of people are only first- and second-rank martial artists, and they are all cannon fodder.

After dispatching a dozen or so fourth-rank martial artists, it was naturally easy to block them.

"Close the city gate."

For these low-level barbarians, the great warriors only answered three words coldly.

A bunch of waste, keeping it is a waste of food, it would be better to let them go and die with the golden giant.

This can also consume the army of the world's people, which will help Cold City to some extent.

The soldiers in front of him heard the words and immediately knew why.

The golden giant behind, who looked like a god, slew towards the city.

If you don't close the city gate early, it might cause the enemy to open the gap, causing 40,000 people from the world to enter the city and fight.

Suddenly, the loss can be great.

But the feeling of being abandoned is very uncomfortable.

He Xiaotian looked at the tall gate closed abruptly, showing a slight smile.

The remaining more than 20,000 barbarian warriors closed their eyes without resistance as they watched the golden giant rushing in.

That kind of unstoppable and invincible posture has long been deeply imprinted in their hearts.

This giant can't be hurt, and if he encounters it, he will be shaken to death.

So what's the use of resistance?

In addition to being abandoned, that kind of extreme blow to the soul.

Among the tens of thousands, there was a sense of lifelessness.

A group of people just stood in place and waited for death! !

"Boom..."

A huge smoke and dust filled the air, He Xiaotian braked urgently at a critical moment.

The ground is as solid as steel, and a set of huge ditches is plowed.

What everyone imagined, the blow of the sky and the earth, did not come.

They opened their eyes and found He Xiaotian standing on the periphery, staring at them.

"???"

"Brothers of the barbarians, as you can see, your city has abandoned you. But our flower planters have always been rich in tolerance and tolerance. If you don’t dislike it, you can join us and become a new minority. By the way, There are special treatments for the college entrance examination, and points can be added!"

He Xiaotian smiled and said in a bewitching tone.

"!!!"

The chief and deputy district heads, as well as the army of forty thousand strange people and strangers, were thundered by his words.

In front of the enemy, what do you think of instigating an army against them?

Not to mention the two old men, they are the barbarian warriors on the opposite side, and the whole person is confused.

This, this... is this solicitation?

As a result, 20,000 people were at a loss.

Killing them did not expect that He Xiaotian did not do them, but instead wanted to recruit his own group of defeated troops.

The old patriarch on the wall almost didn't stare out his eyes.

Golden giant, this doesn't take him seriously.

The heart suddenly stopped for a moment.

"My patience is limited. If you don't be my subordinate, I will kill you one by one. I have killed the barbarian king. It is not bad for you to be a mere 20,000." He Xiaotian shook his waist while talking. The head of the barbarian king.

"I......"

The Man Wang wanted to refute, He Xiaotian made a decisive decision and called over with a slap.

"Snapped!!"

Although it is blocked by chains, the golden palm is extremely powerful.

Nearly fanned the head of the Barbarian King to explode.

After that, as the head of the prisoner, he shut up immediately.

The feeling of wanton humiliation is not very good.

So shut up and watch it honestly.

"Is there a place for you to speak here? Come, the student dog barks. Make me happy, or I will soak you in the dung pit of the City of the Dead every day. I believe the soldiers in the city will be very happy to pull on your head. Shit peeing."

Poison!

Super spicy! !

The eyes of the barbaric king were red, what a vicious golden giant.

Can he tolerate him who was once the overlord of the ice field?

Absolutely can't bear it! !

Thinking of this, Man Wang looked at He Xiaotian with murderous eyes.

"Bow!" "Bow!"

Humiliation is humiliation. Learning how to bark a dog is better than letting tens of thousands of people go to the toilet in a day.

Isn't it just an insult?

I will endure.

A small leak will sink a great ship.

Even if there is one skull left, I will live stubbornly and make a comeback one day! !

At that time, I want the golden giant to have a taste of what it's like to be **** on the head.

The old patriarch on the wall, clutching his heart, suppressed his anger forcibly, and did not launch an attack.

At the critical moment, once he changes, he will show his fangs.

Maybe it will be self-defeating, causing 20,000 barbarian soldiers to fight back.

"How about it, have you considered it?"

He Xiaotian waved the gusty battle axe, with a threatening expression on his face.

The chief and deputy district chief who watched this scene almost didn't take out the quick-acting heart-relief pill.

Twenty thousand?

It's because of you that you can say it.

More than 20,000 barbarian soldiers looked at He Xiaotian's waist. He was a barbarian king who was as obedient as a dog.

Turning his head and looking at the closed city gate, he suddenly had a decision in his heart.

"US......"