Chapter 1150: The Voice of the Evil Spirit Wolf Army

It is an indisputable fact that the Blue Wolf Alliance was controlled by Nangong Xiang, imprisoning the hearts of 300,000 coalition troops, forcing them to serve him only and not the mediocre alliance leader Huo Ling'er. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info

As soon as the battle began, the demons took out their horses and attacked from the sea and land. The lightning offensive in the ghost town has not ended, and the rockets on the sea have arrived again, depending on the situation, he wants to strike first and control the situation when the war starts.

The Oni District moved according to the situation, and according to the enemy's attack characteristics and intentions, it sent troops to fight Tiger and Bai Rui. Soon after the two generals returned fire, the bombardment of the lightning bombs stopped, and the intensity of the fire of the fire crossbows on the sea surface also weakened.

For a while, the Condor Alliance seemed to have turned back from a disadvantage and began to control the dazzling sea area, gaining a slight upper hand. The soldiers of the Condor Alliance thought that they could breathe a sigh of relief, but as soon as their tense nerves were relaxed, something strange happened, and people suddenly didn't dare to breathe, staring in the same direction, as if they were stunned.

At first, there were no visions, just the hollow, rumbling of iron on the ground. The sound seemed to be far and near, erratic, and by no means a movement that could be emitted by a normal army march.

The ghost district asked Jiang Nanjun vigilantly: "Military advisor, this kind of momentum, the steel soul soldiers have never had, do you think it will be ......?"

Jiang Nanjun sneered: "Compared with the ghost soldiers refined with the fire and nitrate water of the fire bell, the demon soul that has accumulated for 10,000 years, I am afraid that the combat power is incomparable." I'm afraid the alliance leader's conjecture has hit again!"

Ghost Yu replied thoughtfully: "The overall movement of Nangong Xiang is all within our expectations, and it can be said that nothing has been missed. In this battle, even if he can invite the ancient demon gods to help him fight, he won't want to win me, let alone a mere demon soul?"

Jiang Nanjun tilted his head and reminded: "Don't underestimate the enemy, they are coming!"

As soon as he finished speaking, rows of dim green light flashed in all directions. Then the figures floated, and the rumble of iron weapons on the ground came from the footsteps of the army wearing iron boots and stepping on the ground. The sound of military footsteps was uniform, extremely loud, and extremely shocking in the dark night.

It stands to reason that this heavenly battle took place in the clouds, and no matter how heavy the footsteps of the army were, how could they make such a loud noise? Obviously, the sound of the boots was deliberately made, specially designed to distract the minds, and use the mind magic to disturb the minds of the soldiers of the Condor Alliance, so that they would lose themselves like Ling Xuanluo's reaction to the howl of the snow wolf.

Sure enough, the 700,000 soldiers of the Condor Clan, all of whom did not see the enemy's body, closed their eyes and analyzed uselessly, the footsteps came from which direction of the south, east, north, and west, but after listening carefully, there were all directions, and many people began to shake, seeing that they were about to fall.

"It's not good! Nangong Xiang is using his heart to disturb the consciousness of the soldiers of my Condor Clan!" The ghost area rubbed his hands in a hurry, Jiang Nanjun also knew that at this moment, as long as the allies did not wake up within a few seconds, they would fall into the puzzle built by the sound of military steps, and it would be difficult to extricate themselves.

"Alliance leader, hurry up and beat the war drums! Don't stop for a moment!" Jiang Nanjun raced against time, took the lead in running to the nearest war drum, pushed away the confused soldiers, and personally picked up the drum hammer, "dong dong dong" for a long time.

"That's right! War drums! Let the sound of war drums drown out the sound of military boots, and you can break the sound maze!"

The ghost area suddenly realized, and struggled to wave the flag of the seven-color alliance, and at the same time, the other palm was raised, and the divine power exploded, straight towards the soldiers who beat the drum in front of each war drum.

With the divine power to strike, the unaware soldiers woke up instantly, took a breath, and exhaled the turbid air between their lungs, and when they saw the alliance leader giving the drumming command, they all spared no effort to beat the war drums.