If there is no collision in life, what is the meaning of being alive - Memphira

The elites of the training group are born differently, and the martial arts they master are also varied, if the biggest similarity is that everyone wants to become a leader or hero, leading the barrier to more prosperity, Holm took out two axes and swept away, cutting off a skeleton soldier, without stopping, the left hand axe hit out and hooked a walking corpse to pull in his direction, the right hand held the axe upward, a shocking wound from the root of the walking corpse's thigh did not reach the chest, the walking corpse's mouth made a great sound, but he could only helplessly fall to the ground and die, "Bang" a bang, "You should be careful" Buck turned his head and smiled at Home, holding a spear in his right hand and sending it into a skeleton warrior who wanted to sneak attack Holm just now but was recognized by him and flew away, Chest pouted, and the two of them staggered and ran to another target, Kailin was playing very leisurely, she was originally a very mobile warrior, whether it was a skeleton or a zombie, she couldn't get close to her, even if there was that lucky one who passed through the rain of arrows, Kailin would only use the chain knife to easily end the other party, and soon the two pots of arrows were shot out, and she had to pick up the chain knife and join the hand-to-hand combat, don't look at the Yucai trio to fight very casually, very relaxed, but for other people who have not been in contact with the battle, the combat experience is insufficient, or people who are not psychologically good are not so easy. There are only thirty-two people in the pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info training group, but the handsome middle-aged man has allocated hundreds of undead to them in this area, although they are all low-level undead, but the reason why ants bite and kill elephants remains unchanged, there are already several members who have withdrawn from the battlefield because they are out of strength or outnumbered by the rear rescue, Holm kicked down a skeleton warrior axe and cut off its head one after another, he raised his head and said to Elago next to him: "Hey, do you want to compare the black bald head, see who killed more?" It is not surprising that since the Yucai trio can arrive and become a member of the training group, of course the three Ai brothers and sisters can also join, not to mention that their strength is not weak. Ignoring Home's taunts, Elago lifted an ice-based arrow from the sky and pierced several undead zombies, then glanced back at Holm with contempt. "Rub, what's the matter," Holm shook his head and pounced on a zombie that looked relatively strong. But there are too many enemies, and the continuation of the battle makes more and more members of the training group have to huddle or withdraw from the battle, and the Yucai trio also feels more and more tired of fighting, and in the face of tireless and many undead, they finally understand that hugging is the king, and it is possible to stand out in this kind of battle without being eliminated. Different from their hindsight, those elites of the training group who thought about it at the beginning had already formed a small group as early as the beginning. Among them are the three Ai siblings, who may not kill the most enemies, but they must be the most efficient at killing enemies. Buck blocked a zombie's downward chop, flew up and kicked it away, and it looked at the three Ai siblings with some envy, and suddenly remembered Boss Gru. In addition to the terrifying base of the low-level undead, there is also that tireless and long-lasting combat power, under such an advantage, over time, the people who are still fighting in the group have been clearly divided into two groups, one wave is the people who are educated, they have absorbed, Monfera, Lloyd, Ivo, and the two brothers of the You family, these camp elites, formed a basic combination of tactics and pastures, and the other group has the stars of tomorrow, the three brothers and sisters of the Ai family and the other 3 members, the two war groups are one east and one west, twisting wildly, harvesting batches of dead soul fire. The low-level undead are all puppets, they are consumables, maybe their soul fire will be frightened, maybe their bodies will tremble and tremble in the majesty of some higher creatures, but as long as there is an undead monarch, they are manipulated, unfortunately there is only one undead monarch among these undead, this undead monarch is being used by the mages of the barrier at this time to perform weak, petrified, lost and other negative physical and mental magic, completely unable to spare the energy to give a retreat order. Therefore, the undead low-level servant army who fell into the leaderless group of dragons could only attack the living people in front of them one after another according to their own instincts. No one knows how many high-ranking people are working together against an undead monarch for the sake of the growth of the training group, and how many archers with eagle-eyed eyes are staring at the battlefield to protect the future of those barriers. Now the benefits of the battle formation are reflected, the two wheels slowly twist towards the center of the battlefield, and the undead are harvested in waves, from the first dense to scattered, and soon they have arrived in the center, and the undead monarch has lost the garrison of the servant army.

"Oh, you are shameless" The monarch who had just lifted the negative state looked at the short sword that broke out of his chest, and could only let out an unwilling wail, and a puff of black smoke was emitted from his body, and the powdery flocculent breeze disappeared from the world. "Ahh "Assemble", the herald shouted from the mountain bag. Buck patted Alice, who was a little distracted, in front of him, "Good job", and Alice, who was awakened, looked back and smiled, "Of course." At this moment, the estrangement between the two camps dissolved slightly, because the robe Ze was a more reliable relationship than Jiyou.

On the way back, the victorious people hooked their shoulders and backs, confiding in the people around them about their bravery in battle, even the third Elisa, who has always been a steady and steady Ai siblings, also changed her seriousness in the past, smiling on her face, the middle-aged man looked coldly at the members of the training group who returned from below on the hillside, he looked at the messy battlefield, the sword was dripping, the dry bones were vertical and horizontal, the corners of his mouth were slightly raised and drew a mocking smile, looking at the people standing straight in front of him but overflowing with excitement, he said in a deep voice: "Very happy, isn't it?" You think the undead are just like that, right, don't you all think it's very powerful now, fools open your eyes and see, you have faced a total of 327 undead, including 104 second-level troops and 223 first-class troops, what about you? Don't forget that your opponent Supreme Commander has lost the overall planning, it was others who made your opponent weakened to win, the base of the undead is more than ours, and the population of the barrier determines that we can only take the elite route, if you can't unite and cooperate, and use the best way to destroy the enemy only know how to do it, then it won't be long before the combat power of the barrier will be consumed, what qualifications do you have to be complacent, okay, after scolding, I will praise you by the way, for the recruits, you can quickly integrate into the environment, and actively huddle, especially those who were cautious at the beginning, you make me very happy。 The handsome middle-aged man who was still teaching in black one moment immediately put on a smiling face the next moment, and the speed of the face change made everyone who was training with their heads down complaining in their hearts. However, the words of the middle-aged man may have touched some members of the training group, but after all, they are a minority, and the joy of young people about victory may make them lost, victory is victory, no one can erase it, there is no sacrifice only what a great record of injury, and in the end, didn't the leader praise it? Many people took the initiative to ignore one thing, how those injured members were rescued, Alyssa lowered her head and squinted her eyes and didn't know what she was thinking.

"Disband" The middle-aged man waved his hand, and all the members of the training group ran away as if they had been amnestied. On the battlefield, there are soldiers to clean up. "What's the news?" Disperse the crowd, the middle-aged man looked at the herald who was kneeling down on one knee in front of him, "My lord, the undead have increased their troops, 12 new undead monarchs, carrying more than 6,000 troops, there is no shortage of high-level troops, and the garrisons from all over the country are asking for reinforcements" The herald raised his head and said carefully. "What!" What does the undead want to do?What is there in the Black Mist Forest that is worth sending so many people in the undead, do they really want to start an all-out war The middle-aged man spit out two words in surprise and thought a lot in his heart for a moment, he clenched the cup in his hand, and then slowly let go, his expression became calmer, and he walked gently to the map, rubbing his fingers across rivers and mountains on the map of the Black Mist Forest. "Tell our people, shrink the defensive line, take the Zis River and the Ur River as the boundary, and urge domestic reinforcements to arrive as soon as possible" "Yes, my lord" The herald hurriedly ran outside. The middle-aged man standing in front of the map, his hand resting at a point in the forest, muttered softly, "Could it be here? Are you here for that secret?"

At this time, our protagonist Luo Muye is still on the road, it's not that he doesn't want to rush to meet his brothers as soon as possible, it's really because he always has to make way for people along the way, the tribes and troops who go to the Black Mist Forest to support are endless, and the checkpoints on the road, the baggage will give priority to ensuring their passage, as for Luo Muye's personal team of official passes, it can only be followed as the second batch, Luo Muye has received news on the road, knowing that the undead have increased their troops again, and the number of troops has greatly exceeded the barrier army, in order to ensure the equality of the number of troops, the support troops on the road have been asked to speed up several times, as for the training group due to the big action of the undeadOut of consideration for these future elites, orders have been issued to retreat to the riverbank and wait for opportunities. It's a pity that people are not as good as heaven. The young people of the training group were not willing to be lonely, and took advantage of the night to secretly assemble and sneak attack a team of searching for the undead, although the successful team of undead was wiped out, but also poked out of the big basket, and the undead who learned the news immediately gathered a group of people to surround and chase the people of the training group, although with wisdom and familiarity with the terrain, the training group successfully delayed the arrival of reinforcements, but the undead seemed to be determined to eat this wave of intruders, more and more undead, and more and more barrier reinforcements began to rush in the direction of the training group, but the people of the training group did not know that their location was about to turn into a black mist meat grinder。

"How are you going to do things? The training group went out like this, and you didn't even look at it? I don't care what method you use to get people out for me, I just look at the results! Get out" The middle-aged man smashed the cup in his hand at a dwarf below, and the dwarf didn't dare to speak, and when he heard the order to get out, he gritted his teeth and circled, and really "got out". The middle-aged man wanted to throw things again, and he sat on the chair with one hand on his forehead angrily, so he went out for a meeting, and when he came back, he found that the training group was less than half, and after inquiring, he learned that this group of young people was unwilling to be lonely and took the initiative to sneak attack the undead, are the undead so easy to bully? Now I don't know what the undead are crazy about, and they have started a large-scale assembly of dead hearts to eat the members of the training group, the last thing he wants to see is a meat grinder-style battle, but what kind of strategy should be used to divert the attention of the undead now, the middle-aged man frowned and thought.

At the same time, on the other side, in the gloomy hall

"The son and nephew of the Dirge Corpse King are dead, and they will die under my promise, and you say how I should give an account to the Elegy Corpse King, and how I will punish you. My men!" Sandru stood up at the last sentence and roared at his trembling and prostrate subordinates. "Big.... Man, we should pay with blood," a vampire said with a trill. "Okay, what's your name" Sandru squinted at the vocal subordinate. "Kulika, my lord," the vampire bowed his head humbly. "Don't let me down, get out," Sandru waved his sleeves, and a strange force echoed through the hall, blowing the creeping men out. "Well... Elegy for your nephew's life is not good, I can only try to help you get revenge." A gust of wind drifted through Sandru and quietly vanished, leaving only an empty hall.

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