Chapter 528: Daxuan Battlefield
King Zhou of Shang and the warriors of the Xiandeng Camp attacked the defense line of the Mohist city defense equipment like a violent storm. Every moment was filled with the tension and cruelty of a life-and-death struggle.

And those machines made of fine steel and mechanisms collapsed and turned into scrap iron under the almost earth-shaking power of King Zhou of Shang.

Just as the battle situation on the city wall was gradually tilting towards King Zhou of Shang due to his bravery, the soldiers of the Jiuxiao Army below did not slack off at all.

They took advantage of the gap opened by the advance camp and surged up like a tide. The climbing ropes were intertwined on the city wall to form a web of life and death.

"tread!"

With a heavy sound of landing, the first Jiuxiao Army soldier finally stepped onto the city wall. His figure instantly became a beacon in the hearts of all Jiuxiao soldiers.

Then, the second and third place...

Countless soldiers of the Jiuxiao Army poured onto the city walls like a flood that broke through a dam.

"Soldiers, charge! Let the flag of the King of Sparrows fall today!"

A captain of the Jiuxiao Army shouted loudly, and the soldiers of the Jiuxiao Army responded to the order one after another, and went forward to fight side by side with the soldiers of the Xiandeng Camp. Swords, spears, and halberds intertwined into a dance of death, tearing the originally solid defense line of the defenders into pieces.

The defenders of King Que's army seemed so vulnerable at this moment. They were defeated step by step under the joint offensive of Jiuxiao Army and Xiandeng Camp. Despair was revealed in the eyes of many people.

On the city wall, the once cruel instruments have now become a pile of scrap metal.

"Impossible... How is this possible!?"

A general of the King of Sparrows Army slumped on the ground, muttering to himself as he looked at the enemies pouring in like a tide.

His eyes were filled with reluctance and shock, but more of it was fear of the general in front of him named Yin Zhou.

After suffering heavy casualties, the Jiuxiao Army finally broke through the city wall of Luoxia Pass.

They poured into the city like a tide and engaged in fierce street fighting with the defenders of King Que's army.

The battle lasted for a whole day and night, with both sides fighting back and forth in an extremely brutal manner.

Under the leadership of King Zhou of Shang, the Jiuxiao Army finally defeated the defenders of the Quewang Army and occupied Luoxia Pass.

Just when Su Ye's Cangzhou Army in Hengzhou and Yunzhou's Jiuxiao Army in Wenzhou were attacking with great momentum.

The southern battlefield of the Daxuan Dynasty, located south of the Daqian Dynasty, finally saw a change.

The wind and clouds suddenly changed, the drums of war thundered, and the world seemed to be shrouded in an invisible murderous aura.

At this moment, the fierce battle among the five top war gods in the field was like the collision of stars, shaking every inch of land and every heart.

Xuanyuan Po, the temporary leader of the anti-king coalition, had an army surging like a tide, while he himself sat in the center of the army, his eyes sharp as torches, looking into the distance at the crucial battle that would determine the direction of the war.

Under his gaze, Wu Tiansheng, currently the strongest god of war in the entire southern Tianwu Continent, was like a giant walking out of an ancient legend, holding the axe that created the world. Wherever the axe light went, the space seemed to be split in two. The Pangu war horse under his crotch had its four hooves full of wind, and every step made the void tremble. His might was so great that he seemed to want to break through the sky.

Facing Jiang Chen, the number one god of war under the command of Yang Jian, Duke of Sui in the Great Xuan Dynasty, Wu Tiansheng curled his lips into a cold smile, and his axe shadow flew. Every strike carried the power to create the world, suppressing Jiang Chen so much that he could hardly breathe.

"Humph, a mere mortal, you think you can stop me, Wu Tiansheng?"

Wu Tiansheng shouted loudly, his voice was like thunder, causing pain in the eardrums of the surrounding soldiers. The axe light surged again, heading straight for Jiang Chen's vitals.

On another battlefield, the two war gods Huangmei and Xuanming also displayed extraordinary combat power.

Huang Mei, a burly warrior, held a short soft mace in his hand, and every swing was accompanied by the sound of wind and thunder. His mount, the Phantom Horse, was even more extraordinary, with eyes as red as blood and four hooves stepping on fire, like a demon from the netherworld. Wherever he passed, the enemies were all terrified. "Huang Mei is here, who dares to fight!"

Huang Mei roared and swept his mace across, bringing with him a bloody storm as he charged straight into the enemy's formation.

"Ding! The Yellow Eyebrow skill is activated!
Huang Mei's current basic force is 107, the weapon short soft mace force +1, the warhorse ghost horse force +1, the old monster effect one is activated twice in a row to increase force +10, the current Yun Renzhi's basic force is 107, the effect two force is an additional +2, the current Huang Mei force value rises to 121!"

Xuanming, this cold and beautiful female god of war, is dressed in a black robe as black as night, holding the Xuanming Lingshuang Spear in her hand. Every time she stabs out, it brings up bursts of frost. Her mount, the Xuanshuang Mingju, complements her perfectly. Her whole body exudes the aura of the underworld, making the surrounding space seem to solidify.

"Mysterious Dark Frost, Ice Covers Thousands of Miles!"

Xuan Ming hummed softly, and although the sound was light, it was chilling. He swung the Ling Shuang Spear, and a frosty blue aura filled the air. All the enemies he touched were covered with a thin layer of floating ice.

"Ding! The Ancestral Witch's skill Xuanming is activated!
The current Xuanming basic force is 108, the magic weapon Xuanming Lingshuang Thorn +1, the warhorse Xuanshuang Mingju +1, the skill Xuanming effect is activated twice, force +4+4, the current Xuanming force value rises to 118!"

Facing the combined forces of these two war gods, Yun Renzhi, the war god of the Great Xuan Dynasty, holding the "Feixiao" spear and "Luohua" dagger inherited from his father Yun Lingxiao, still seemed quite struggling under the attack of Huangmei and Xuanming.

Yun Renzhi's internal energy flowed in pale green, light and agile, but under the fierce attack of the two war gods, he had to retreat again and again. Although his figure was graceful, he could not hide his fatigue.

"Humph, Huang Mei and Xuan Ming are just trying to block the path of our Great Xuan Dynasty?"

Yun Renzhi snorted lightly, his tone unyielding, waving his spear and flashing his sword as he tried his best to resist the attacks of the two.

However, even though he had extraordinary martial arts skills, he gradually became unable to cope with the combined forces of the two war gods.

"Haha, you little brat, are you, the running dogs of Daxuan, out of power?"

"My father just died, and now he lets a kid like you out."

Huang Mei laughed loudly and swung the mace down again with the power to destroy the world.

"Damn it!"

Yun Renzhi gritted his teeth, and the internal energy in his body suddenly burst out, and the light blue energy suddenly increased.

Brandishing the "Feixiao" spear, the air seemed to be split in two wherever the tip of the spear passed, leaving behind a series of sharp afterimages, and collided head-on with Huangmei's mace, causing dust to fly all around and surging the powerful energy.

At the same time, the short sword flew out like a meteor, heading straight for Xuanming.

On the battlefield, the strong energy was overflowing, the sound of weapons clashing was endless, and the fierce fighting between several top war gods seemed to involve the heaven and earth. Every collision was accompanied by dazzling light and shocking power, making everyone watching the battle terrified.

"Xuan Ming, fight quickly and decisively, don't delay!"

Huang Mei shouted loudly, and his attack became more and more fierce. It was obvious that he did not want to give Yun Renzhi any chance to breathe.

"Shut up! I know!"

Xuan Ming responded with a frown on his face, but his hands did not stop moving at all.

"Ding! The Xuanming skill Zuwu is activated!
Once the Ancestral Witch effect is activated, the force is increased by 5, and the current Xuanming force value rises to 123! "

The Ling Shuang Ci danced, the frost became stronger, and he cooperated seamlessly with the Huang Mei, forcing Yun Renzhi into a difficult situation step by step.

(End of this chapter)