Since the leader of the tree spirits, the Great Demon Huai Zhu, had already expected that the human race would cross the Wuyang River to attack the Northern Army, of course he would not be stupid enough to lead tens of thousands of tree spirits to fight the human race.

Although he was defeated by a fool, that doesn't mean he's also a fool.

In fact, Huai Zhu carefully prepared a killing game for the human river-crossing troops, and several demon generals led their troops to participate in this operation, and Jian Tong was only one of them.

In the original plan, Huai Zhu would command the thick-skinned Dryad troops to absorb the frontal fire of the humans, while the Warrior Warrior troops of Jian Tong would be responsible for suppressing the humans from the air.

Huai Zhu is worried about the human aura's aura diffusion cannon, but according to the existing intelligence analysis, the human race does not have a reliable air supremacy. As long as the War Owl and the Dryad Clearing work together, the human race will be powerless.

If everything went according to Huai Zhu's plan, then Song Xing had no choice but to send a team of cultivators to fight. If so, Huai Zhu still has a back-up.

Jian Tong is impulsive, he is not as cautious as Huai Zhu, and he also looks down on humans. He thinks that what kind of divine light sword, what kind of aura diffusion cannon is just a rumor, how can human beings be so powerful.

It wasn't until he was slapped in the face by the 2nd battalion that he was honest.

Although the Warrior has strong air supremacy, its body is fragile, and if there is no Treant to attract frontal fire, it will be consumed quickly by human fire at low altitude, just like the one just lost.

So Jian Tong no longer ventured into fearless consumption, he commanded thousands of war owls to hover in the sky, waiting for most of Huaizhu's tree spirits to arrive. Although something went wrong along the way, the dryads that poured out of the jungle were stopped by small human forces. Jian Tong didn't think there was anything, and he didn't even bother to send his subordinates to help Huai Zhu.

Sending someone over for such a trivial matter doesn't make Huai Zhu feel that he looks down on him. Although Jian Tong is impulsive, he still respects Huai Zhu, after all, he is the first strategist of the Northern Army.

It wasn't until his subordinates hurriedly flew over to report that Huai Zhu was seriously injured and captured, and the entire army of the Acting Wangtai Tree Spirit was scattered, and Jian Tong knew that something was wrong. When Huai Zhu was hidden, no one could find it, the demon was above, and God knew what happened.

In any case, Huaizhu's Tree Spirit Brigade was the most important part of the battle, and without them, Jian Tong would not have had the courage to attack the human position again. The flying light of the sky just now left a deep impression on him, and he didn't want to be a bald general.

He ordered the war lords to retreat ten miles and continue to hover in the sky, while he hurried to Huaizhu's marching route. The jungle over there was packed with runaway dryads, and the hysterical trees frantically attacked everything around them, including friendly forces. The situation is in dire straits.

The other three demon generals had already arrived first, and they were trying to rein in the restless tree spirits. The most important ability that His Holiness has given to the demon clan is to teach the demon generals how to control the demon clan without enlightenment.

But this method is not a one-size-fits-all approach, and there is a problem with the phase. For example, Jian Tong's body is a large eagle, and he controls the war owl very well, but the tree spirit can't understand what he is saying at all. Jian Tong has never learned the language of tree spirits, he can only speak birds.

Several demons will chase ducks everywhere in the jungle, and from time to time they will be smoked by the irritable trees, and everyone will smoke from the seven orifices, and they will scold Huai Zhu for stepping on the horse and usually pretending to be a ghost and hanging the chain at a critical moment.

The skin of the tree spirit is rough and the flesh is thick, which is the best choice for the meat shield. If this cross-river attack fails, not to mention Huai Zhu, it can be treated as dead anyway. Question: What to do with the rest of the people, according to the temper of Lord Yu Lei, none of the people who participated in the battle will end well.

Just when he was helpless, one of Huai Zhu's lieutenants suddenly appeared. The demon generals were dead horses and live horse doctors, and together they temporarily improved the lieutenant's cultivation, allowing him to control some of the tree spirits.

They spent an afternoon in the jungle, barely scraping together 10,000 tree spirits, and hurried to the human river-crossing position again. As for the two highlands, they don't care about it for the time being, anyway, there are already people on them. It has been half a day since humans crossed the river, and many soldiers and equipment have been transported. If it drags on any longer, once the opposing defensive front opens full fire, the battle will become very, very difficult.

The demon clan's ground-air alliance finally attacked Song Xing's headquarters again when it was dark. This timing is also good, because the night combat ability of the human side is not as good as that of the demon race.

Nearly 10,000 Treants approached from the front, while the War Owls circled over the wings. Once there is a breach in the human defenses, they will swoop down and harvest a lot of life.

It's a pity that Huai Zhu is not there, he can command the tree spirit to throw stones, which is a good means of long-range suppression. But the lieutenant who was temporarily promoted couldn't do such a beautiful job.

Song Xing wasn't very panicked here. At first, he did not have enough confidence to look forward to the future, but the courage of the 2nd Battalion also affected him. He realized that the force he commanded was not vulnerable.

It's not the soft-footed shrimp that will collapse immediately when the face of the demons is scolded. It's not cannon fodder without solid ground fortifications and heavy firepower.

This is a strong force, so with the existing forces and equipment at hand, it is not impossible to fight.

He transferred the old battalion of the Coastal City Defense Army to various defense nodes, and used these reliable soldiers as the fulcrum of defense to continuously replenish the troops. Ye Cong, who was in charge of dispatch on the other side, received an order at the same time, he no longer gave priority to transporting troops, but sent more suitable equipment to the opposite bank in the front line of fire.

The battle between the demon clan and the human race blossomed everywhere on a firing line more than ten kilometers long. The tree spirit staggered forward, and the small arms in the hands of the soldiers could only play a limited role. But within a hundred yards, the density of human firepower skyrocketed, and every few meters the dryads advanced, they were completely shattered.

Only elite tree spirits with demonic shields can rush within fifty yards, but they will be set on fire by the human divine lightsaber.

But at this time, the war lords hovering in the sky will fall rapidly, and they will attack the human defense line from the flank and rear, leaving the human soldiers unlucky. The cultivators in the camp resisted with all their might, but they were outnumbered. Although many soldiers were cowered on the ground, they were still pulled out by the war owls with their sharp claws and taken to the sky, and then torn apart by the surrounding monsters.

The sky was raining blood, and the morale of the humans was low. At this time, a clever soldier threw smoke and bombs at the rear of his position. Thick smoke rose, greatly disrupting the battle owl's vision, and their iron claws fell into the air again and again.

There weren't many soldiers with smoke bombs, but the cultivators who participated in the battle were inspired. Some of them had learned the art of cloud mist, which was originally just a trick and had no power.

At this time, it has become a life-saving immortal technique.

More than a dozen clouds and mist rose from the human front and condensed at an altitude of tens of meters. Good guys, the soldiers call them good guys! It's much better than smoke bombs. Not only is the range huge and long-lasting, but this height does not interfere with the view of humans shooting ground dryads.

The already approaching team of tree spirits was pressed back again, and the demon general Jian Tong squeaked anxiously. He spread his huge wings in mid-air, hula and flapp. The powerful demonic power spread, and for a while, the wind was fierce, not only blowing away the clouds and mist laid by the cultivators, but also blowing the ordinary soldiers to the ground.

Since the demon general will personally end the battle, the cultivator troops on the human side cannot continue to watch from the sidelines. A squadron of high-level cultivators joined the battle group to besiege the demon general Jian Tong. This is the battlefield, there is no need to talk about the rules of the rivers and lakes at all, anyway, no one can beat the demon general alone. Lord Sun Xiang can, but his old man has made it clear that he won't make a move, and everyone can only rely on themselves.

Jian Tong stopped the Wind Technique and rushed to the cultivator battle group to kill and kill. However, many of the high-level cultivators were wearing Xuanling light armor, and at the very least, they were also wearing three-layered Liruo cloth clothes.

Someone asked how to wear three pieces of armor? Of course, it is from the inside to the outside XL, XXL, XXXL three sizes!

Jian Tong's flying attack hit the cultivator who strengthened his defense, and he could only injure but not die. The more he fought, the more angry he became, the previous human cultivators were not so difficult to kill. In the end, he killed an unlucky fellow, and one of his wings was almost removed. He turned and fled just in time, but was left with a deep wound that could be seen to the bone.

The demon clan has a special physique, and this wound can be recovered in a few days. However, after eating a trench and growing wise, Jian Tong did not dare to be presumptuous, so he could only hide from a distance and act at a distance.

The first round was abandoned, and it was only 9 p.m. The moon rises in mid-sky, today is the last quarter moon, and the night view of Wuyang River is good, but it is a pity that neither humans nor demon clans have any intention of appreciating it.

After less than half an hour of silence, the demon clan attacked again. At this time, the cultivators who maintained the Cloud Mist Technique were running out of true essence one after another, and it was time for the battle lords to turn again.

Not only that, a new force of the demon clan joined the battle group. The demon general of the commander is none other than Lord Witch King, an old friend of the coastal people. He suffered a big loss in Coastal City last time and lost his Earth Dragon mount, so this time he got a big centipede with teeth and claws.

He screamed sharply in front of the battle, and his voice was extremely resentful: "Friends of the sea, I want to kill you!"

The entire battlefield was terrifyingly silent, and all the humans stared at him, a drop of cold sweat running down their foreheads.

The scene was so embarrassing that the Witch King was puzzled, wondering why his declaration of revenge had such a strange effect. Finally, with a wave of his hand, a large dark cloud rose behind him.

These are hundreds of thousands of demonized bats, which can only act late at night, and God knows from which cave the witch king turned out so many good goods. Although these vicious little dots are low-spirited, they are densely packed in huge numbers, and human firepower cannot stop them at all.

The entire human front was littered with scurrying bats, frantically tearing at the skin of the soldiers. But this expeditionary force is fully equipped with Liruo cloth clothes, and the bat demon's small teeth will really not be able to bite through it for a while.

Seeing this, the Witch King raised his hand again, and the bats gave up biting and let out a strange hiss around the heads of the soldiers. The sound was unpleasant, and the soldiers who were hit by the attack were suddenly dizzy and vomited, and collapsed to the ground and lost their combat effectiveness. It seems that Liruo Buyi does not prevent this.

Seeing that this move was effective, the morale of the demon clan was greatly boosted. The Dryads were once again on the melee line, and the Warriors had long since been unable to suppress their thirst for blood. All the Warriors fold their wings at the same time and make a swooping stance.

The human defense line is at stake.