Nima, never expect these sand sculptors to be soldiers for you.

For them, a game is a game.

For the high reward, you can do it, and if you can complete the goal, you should burn incense.

As for the process, don't be too aggressive.

[Little Angel of the Black Valley] These heroes have been promoted, and the high players who know the truth are also painful, but he is the same as Wang Hao, if he takes the position of the game, there is really no reason to stop these sand sculptures from messing around.

Well, if you want to blame, it's to blame, why don't you demonize it thoroughly?

If the eggs are so abundant that they are in disaster, why not cut them for eternity?

The sand sculptures tossed the goods for ten minutes before finally giving the demon a good time.

Command, Rachel: "This ......"

Wang Hao had a straight face: "I have nothing to say!"

Alas!

The virtue of your subordinates, don't blame other forces for misunderstanding that you are a tease sent by the chaotic camp!

You say you're not from the chaos camp?

What does this disorganization and indiscipline mean?

On the contrary, Heizhen is there.

"Interesting!"

As soon as she said a word, she immediately felt how sharp the gaze from someone behind her was, and it was like a needle on her back.

"Ahem!" Hei Zhen hurriedly confessed, lowered her head and didn't dare to look back, she didn't dare to use it on Wang Hao.

Otherwise, Wang Hao wouldn't have swollen her buttocks.

Over there, according to Wang Hao's opinion, the mermaid commander who cleaned up those sand sculpture players was punished one by one, and those guys were stupid.

[Because you used torture on the battlefield to show Rachel Josephine, the deputy commander of the coalition forces, and caused a bad impact, you hereby deduct 20 merit points and reward 100 Aquaman gold coins.] 】

[Wu Mouxian]: "Wait! I understand the deduction of meritorious service, but what does it mean to reward so much money?"

[National Defense University]: "We played [Aruba's Punishment], what rewards and punishments can there be?"

[Green Brown]: "I still remember when I was flown into a plane...... Ahem! I see! The boss meant, it's okay to make trouble, don't show it to the female generals!"

Then the sand sculptures looked at the 'camera' (mage's eye) floating not far above their house, and suddenly laughed in unison.

Got it!

Well, I know!

At this time, on the opposite side, the second wave of attacks came.

As the rift in the space widened, flying units began to kill.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa—" Sounds a bit like a crow, and if you listen closely, it's a bit like a howling banshee's cry.

The next scene made people's scalps tingle.

[The boy riding the fish]: "Grass, there are so many hanged ghosts ......"

Another batch of humanoid monsters.

In the Western fantasy world, many conquerors like to play the magic of 'growing taller' in the territory of their new government. The basic operation is to tie a rope around a person's neck and hang it from a tree to help him grow taller. As long as people keep getting angry and hanging, their necks will always get longer.

These are obviously obsolete products that have failed to grow taller, and they have been dyed with chaotic power and become flying demons.

They hung their bodies, and the ropes that extended from their necks formed a structure that resembled cicada wings behind them.

The frame of the rope is covered with a black liquid film in the middle.

The constant flapping of eerie wings gives them the power to fly.

This scene made the phantom feather neon's scalp tingle.

These flying monsters, at first glance, tend to be necromancy, and the best solution is, of course, divine magic.

How can it be so simple in actual combat.

Among the priests, apart from the legendary battle-type angels, how can anyone be good at air combat and use divine power?

To put it bluntly, these ghost things are used to consume the spiritual power of the priests.

Normally, as long as it's the Air Force, no matter what it is, it's the top of the Winged Terrans.

To be reasonable, the Winged Terran with a sacred weapon against these guys may not be able to please them.

But there is no dog fight in the air that is unharmed.

Living winged people will fall to their deaths if they hurt their wings, but these monsters can carry a lot of damage before they are finished.

Phantom Feather Neon even imagined the heavy casualties of his own people.

When Wang Hao's eyes swept over her, she trembled in shock, but she had no way to hide, so she could only raise her head with her chest up, revealing a bitter smile.

The command that symbolizes judgment is very different from what she imagined.

"Neon, I'll leave it to you. ”

"Hmm...... Huh?" a raised tail note, representing the surprise of its owner.

Slipping through the net?

"Questions?"

"No, I'll arrange it!" Phantom Feather Neon bowed deeply.

Others looked over, there was nothing wrong with this action, only Wang Hao could clearly see that when he bowed, he could glimpse the deep [Valley of the Wind] from the collar of the leather armor.

Wang Hao's krypton golden dog eyes are about to pop out.

Wait! Who do you think I am?

He didn't believe that a hegemon-level hero would miss out like this.

But he doesn't have a seizure!

The movements of the winged people were very fast, and when the hanging demon on the opposite side flew to a distance of a kilometer from the city wall, the winged people had already entered the stars and scattered on the city wall to spread a three-dimensional net array.

Phantom Feather Neon immediately knows what it means to be a fish that has slipped through the net.

On the stone platform behind the first wall, [too handsome and nameless] shouted at the top of his voice: "Fire Monkey!"

The place where the trebuchet was originally placed has long been occupied by large-caliber cottage mortars.

This time, instead of mortar shells, they were wrapped in steel wire mesh.

When these iron nets knotted in the form of fishing nets are shot into the sky hundreds of meters away, they immediately form a large net covering 100 meters square.

"Wow!" was a cry before, now a scream.

One by one, the hanged ghosts fell from the sky like sparrows caught in a net.

As soon as he fell to the ground, he was strafed by MG42.

Machine guns in holes in the walls hit live targets on the ground.

The twin MG42 at the head of the city turned into a high-firing machine gun and fired wildly at the sky.

As an excellent design in World War II, the MG42 has a left and right feed mode.

Wang has been hoarding arms for so long, and the bullets have already exceeded 100 million rounds. It is enough to fight such a local war.

By the way, due to the incomplete design of the machine, some of the shells used gunpowder in the 'Cat' tool.

Well, the quality can barely be guaranteed, but it makes a lot of cat people cry again.

"Tubu!"

"Bang bang bang!"

Furious anti-aircraft machine guns and throwing nets blocked the entire airspace impenetrable.

And the firing point is very reasonably designed, it is three city walls, plus N pillboxes to fire together.

Within a kilometer range, high, medium and low firepower are fully covered.

Even if those flying monsters are not dead, doesn't that mean they are not injured?

When the body or wings are rubbed by large-caliber machine gun bullets, they still explode into large holes.

The cannon fodder unit that was originally used to consume the soldiers of the Guardian Coalition now looks like warming up for the other party.

Anyway, the native knights are stupid.

Artillery plus machine guns, it feels like everyone is not playing the same 'game'.

[Junchen Tianya] laughed, and immediately stepped on the city with a horizontal knife, shouting: "Who else!?"

As soon as the words fell, a large number of 'rolling' tires shaped like giant tires with a diameter of more than five meters rumbled over.

The thing was so frightened that it shrank on the spot and hid back......