MTL - The Good for Nothing Seventh Young Lady

The siege weapons of the Mozu army are already in sight, and the Alliance Army has already blushed.

At the moment when the siege weapon approached, the front plate fell and was buckled on the wall, and the rear Mozu soldiers began to jump wildly over the wall.

For a moment, the wall of the day is full of demons, and the swordsmen who are on the wall begin to fight with the Mozu soldiers.

The fierce battle broke out in the city.

"The archers focus on firepower!"

"The magician's attack doesn't stop!"

"The swordsmen are holding on!"

The blood stained the sand field, and the sound of the sound was loud.

The Mozu offensive day does not fall into the city, and the alliance in the scuffle outside the city quickly supports the city.

Magic light waves shine in the sky.

Shen Yanxiao has no idea how many Mozus he has killed. The arrow in the ring is completely empty. The purple priest in his hand is put back to the ring, her figure keeps flashing on the wall, in her hands. ... the magic, the dead air constantly alternate, constantly in the curse, giving the Mozu soldiers a fatal blow.

More and more Mozus poured into the city, and the Alliance Army who stood guarding the city wall continued to fall in the flames of war. Their blood rolled down the stone walls of the city wall and dyed the whole city.

“Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh With the snoring, he rushed into the Mozu, and his body was full of sharp edges.

A loud bang, black gunpowder explosion, and even the smash of all the demons in the vicinity of the boy.

Do not blame yourself on the wall of the city.

The wounded soldiers could not join the fighting, but they constantly tied black gunpowder bombs on themselves, using themselves as a medium to detonate among the Mozu.

The bodies were smashed and smashed, and they were no longer able to resurrect with the resurrection of the undead.

But they did not regret it.

They have no fighting power, but they are not far from the burden of the day.

Let them use their last life to complete their loyalty to the sun!

Constant self-destruction, constant death.

On the wall of the city, there are traces of black gunpowder explosion everywhere, and the body is full of the entire wall.

The influx of the Mozu is insane, and more siege weapons are approaching the sun.

Despair fills everyone's heart at this moment.

The indestructible Mozu, the lost comrades, like a nightmare, the day has not become a purgatory.

The Mozu piled up all the gunpowder in the corner of the city wall. The wall that was not falling was hard, but the Mozu gathered all the gunpowder together, which would inevitably blow up a gap.

"Can't let them detonate!" The soldiers on the wall noticed the movement of the Mozu and immediately issued a warning.

The magician and the archers began an intensive bombing of the Mozu near the gunpowder, otherwise any Mozu had the opportunity to detonate the gunpowder.

Among the Mozu army, the huge Mozu, armed with armor, armed with torches, began to sprint.

Shen Yanxiao stood on the wall of the city, grabbed an arrow from the body of a Mozu, and took out the purple priest and directed at the heart of the Mozu!

The arrow filled with explosive damage hit the Mozu at the moment, destroying his left arm together with his left shoulder, but the Mozu was too strong and strong, and the attack did not let him die. He flew to the gunpowder. The torch ignited all the gunpowder!

There was a loud bang.

The wall that never fell is suddenly blown out by a gap that can be used for two people to enter and exit!