"The city of Marton is too chaotic, obviously someone is taking advantage of the chaos to loot, the best soil for evil to breed in chaos, all of this must be stopped, all of this, if this continues, before the war ends, this giant city will be abandoned, is there a way to contact the Alanyas in the city?" Sun Fei looked at the flames in the city that bloomed and burned like poppies, and asked with a frown.

"No problem, I was one of the leaders of the resistance in the city. Adam declared himself and said firmly: "I think I can organize people to restrain the Alanyas in the city, and the situation is in chaos." ”

"That's great, let's do it. As for the army of the Anzhiren...... Leave it to us Chambord people. Sun Fei nodded.

"Chambord?, are you...... His Majesty Alexander the King of Chambord?"

To be able to become one of the leaders of the Alanya rebels, Adam is not a fool, and he is a little more informed than ordinary people, so he naturally has long known about the boiling Zenit people's declaration of war on the Anzhiren, and also knows that the commander chosen by the Zenit people is Alexander, the king of Chambord who is known as one of the two peaks of the Northern Martial Arts with the Zenit Emperor Yashin the Great, and this is a handsome young man with black hair and white robes in front of him, not only with unfathomable strength, but also as a Chambord person, and inadvertently exudes the decisive and decisive luxurious atmosphere of the superior, if he is not mistaken, he thinks that he is the legendary king of Shambo。

"Haha, yes, it's this king. ”

In the midst of the long laughter, Sun Fei's figure had turned into a streamer of light, and it flew towards the most magnificent building in the center of Marton City.

It used to be the city lord's mansion of Marton City, and after Marton City was occupied by the Anzhi people, more than 300 members of the Alanyan city lord's family were slaughtered, and this mansion was also requisitioned as the headquarters of the Anzhi [Blood Fang Legion] stationed here, and the garrison was extremely tight, and I didn't know what was going on inside.

Although this giant city was not invaded by the dark power of hell, Sun Fei felt a thick evil power hidden from there.

He was going to rush over and find out.

On the city wall, Charles Adam could not hide the ecstasy on his face at this time.

Looking at that golden streamer, he knew that for three months, the Zenit reinforcements that the Alanyas had been waiting for had finally arrived, although there was no certainty about the attitude of the Zenites towards the Alanyans, but at least in the short term, the war between them and the Anzhi people was the main theme, and the enemy of the enemy was a friend, which was still applicable for the time being, and if the Zenites supported it, the Alanyas would not have no chance to return to the country.

With tears in his eyes, he turned around and took down the bodies of the other seven companions who were still hanging under the enemy tower and placed them, and then picked up the strong man Paz who had fainted on the ground.

King Chambord was right, this chaos must be brought to an end as soon as possible.

Otherwise, once this tide of rebellion continues, it will become uncontrollable, and the destructive power will be comparable to that of the undead frenzy, and even if the Anzhi people who finally drive out and defeat the city of Marton, the city will be reduced to ruins by the red-eyed Alania and some of the thugs who have caused the rebellion.

Adam didn't kill Paz to vent his anger.

He looks coarse and reckless on the surface, but in fact he is thick on the outside and fine on the inside, and he knows that the reason why King Chambord left this strong man with a life may be used next.

......

By the time Sun Fei came to the City Lord's Mansion, Torres and the others, according to Sun Fei's previous orders, had already taken more than a hundred survivors and rushed all the way to the front, where they confronted the black tide-like Anzhi Iron Armor.

The two lord-level Xuange [Black Pearl] and [One-Eyed Dragon Sky] hidden in the sky did not intervene in the battle, but the ten elite Chambord warriors had already arranged a simple teleportation array, connected to the Xuange's teleportation array, and after matching a specific frequency, with a series of psychedelic magic light flames, an army of heavily armed Chambord elite warriors came out of the teleportation array in a steady stream.

At the moment of Sun Fei's arrival, the battle broke out.

A total of six hundred Chambord warriors in white armor launched a fierce attack on the opposite side of the nearly Wan'an Zhi Iron Armor.

From a bird's-eye view of the sky, this scene is like a white stream trying to hit a black ocean with no effort, it is simply a suicidal charge, a little tragic and pitiful, and it is simply an asymmetrical battle.

The Anzhi ironclad army on the opposite side obviously thought so.

Although An Zhi people have been shocked by the strength shown by Torres, a moon-level powerhouse before, they are after all an army that has been on the battlefield and stained blood, and they are the elite soldiers of the An Zhi Empire, and they do not lack the courage to fight positionally, and the sound of a loud military horn pierces the night sky.

The sky was shrouded in dark clouds, accompanied by flashes of bright lightning, after a series of methodical signals, nearly Wan'an Zhi Iron Armor formed a tight formation, black armor and shields were connected together, like a moving metal Great Wall, making a rumbling crushing sound, like a mountain collapse, with a suffocating aura, slowly approaching.

"Kill, kill, kill!"

The scene of nearly 10,000 people shouting 'kill' in unison was so terrifying that it was terrifying, and the majestic sound wave was pouring out like a desperate flood, if it weren't for Torres releasing his breath to resist, I was afraid that the more than 100 Alania survivors who came with him would have been frightened and fainted.

After the three words 'kill' were shouted, the sky resounded with a buzzing and shaking sound.

Then a flash of lightning flashed in the low sky, and people suddenly found that more than a thousand pale black javelins shot out from An Zhiren's camp, and the cold blades of the guns burst out, and the black pressure covered the sky above the six hundred white Chambord warriors like a flock of birds, forming a parabola like a grim smile, covering the ground.

This indiscriminate covered javelin throwing is a big killer on the battlefield, even if it is a vindictive warrior, when encountering such a scene, he must ask for more blessings.

However, from beginning to end, in the face of a near-nirvana crisis, and seeing that they were about to suffer heavy losses, the flow of white people did not make the slightest sound, they knew a group of white ghosts, and when the javelin was still three or four meters from the ground, one by one suddenly turned into white streamers, and the lightning and stone fire accelerated, and they broke away from the covered shooting area.

Bang bang!!!!!!!!

In the next second, more than a thousand expressions were nailed to the ground behind the white people, rubbing clusters of sparks against the rocks, and some javelins were even nailed down by the ears and backs of the last few Chambord warriors, as long as they were a little different, they would be pierced by this javelin, but, from beginning to end, the Chambord people did not let out the slightest exclamation, their expressions were calm, their eyes were firm, and their steps were neat, like ghosts landing silently.

"Damn it, a vindictive warrior?"

In the camp of the Anzhi ironclad army opposite, someone exclaimed.

The scorching and shining fighting aura on the Shambord warrior's body stung An Zhiren's eyes.

"The crossbowmen are ready, one team shoots flat, the second team throws, ready to ...... Shoot!" the sound of a hurried military order sounded.

Woohoo blah blah!

Locust-like arrows roared out from behind the front row of the Iron Armor Army's tower shield, blocking all the space in the air and in front of them, these arrows were extremely sharp and sharp wolf's fangs arrows, launched by a strong bow, one arrow was enough to shoot a tree with a thick bowl mouth, if it hit a person's body, even if it was a strong fighter, he would have to shed a layer of skin if he didn't die.

Flat and projectile shots within a short distance, under the grasp of Anzhi's elite archers, completely sealed all space, and it was impossible for the Chambord warriors to get rid of it quickly.

It looks like it's a dead end.

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