Knife and sword, gun and stick, sword and sword attack; The collision of fists and fists, the collision of knees and fists and the lower abdomen and elbows and joints, and even the direct entanglement of the body. At this moment, the camp of Gatu was full of fighting, and the splash of blood was like a flower blooming in the light of fire, and the blood, little by little, flowed little by little, and the smell of fish was pervasive and thick.

There were only 100,000 people left in the camp, but these 100,000 had never experienced a big battle, and they were afraid of the tragic casualties in the Misty Valley. Coupled with the death of Kutu, the morale of the soldiers who had finally relied on Kuantu to gather suddenly collapsed. On the battlefield, what is fought is morale, and what is killed is momentum. Whether it is morale, momentum, or the belief in victory, the soldiers of Angola Ruz are much higher. The soldiers of the Angolan city of Luz, under the leadership of Ye Changmin, swords are like snow and swords, painting brilliant colors for death in the dark night.

Death is never the color of black, white and gray, it is a brilliant red, an extremely shiny black, so that the mismatched pair forms the gorgeous beauty of death's weird charm. Some people kill people for the sake of death; Some people become crazy for the sake of death, in order to see the truest, purest and most sincere emotions displayed by people at the moment of death. Such immaculate emotions are like newborn babies, like the initial delicate fragility of everything in the world, which makes people yearn for love.

Ye Changmin and the others were in this extreme pleasure, with heart-wrenching pain, and killed all the Jiatu who Chahan stayed in the camp, and there was really no one left.

These are not counted, Ye Changmin knows that what Nie Xiaoyu needs is turmoil that disturbs the morale of the army, and such a major event must have a big movement to lead to it. Preferably earth-shattering.

Earth-shattering, Ye Changmin can't do it. But it is enough to see the whole city of Angola.

They set fire to everything they could ignite and threw them at the tents of Katu and the places where the grain was stored. Of course, there is no place to store sake. Wine is an indispensable thing on the battlefield for them, which can help them relieve pain and disinfect and relieve their worries.

Ye Changmin smashed a jar of wine into the fire, and the fire immediately freed up its tongue of fire and took advantage of the momentum, and the sound of pouring wine and the explosion of wine into the fire resounded throughout the camp of Jiatu. Ye Changmin was so angry that he threw many of his weapons into the fire.

The light of the fire shone half the sky. The clouds in the night sky are like xia, the dark red on the ground is like the sunset, Nie Xiaoyu raised the corners of his mouth, and Zha Han's face turned pale.

The raging fires and billowing smoke proclaimed their victory!

Just looking at the victory in front of them did not make the soldiers of the Angolan city of Ruz hide their grief, their grief is still blocked in their hearts and has not dissipated.

He listened to the earth-shattering battle under the city of Angola Rus, but had no intention of returning to the army for reinforcements or a surprise attack.

"Sons, I know you'd love to kill more of the Turrah. Want to go to war? Now we have a better place to go, we are going to the rear to ambush and ambush Chahan. What is our purpose? What we need is to win this battle! The tent of Katu was burned down by us. But the war has not yet been won. The city of Angola Ruz is still fighting, our brothers are still bloody, and we have to continue to fight! ”

"The Gatun military camp was burned down by us. The Gatu soldiers had no choice but to find another place or withdraw their troops, and we were on the way. Let them drink another pot and kill them all. Kill them so much that they lose their armor! Ye Changmin's voice is sad and angry, but it is powerful.

"Kill! Kill! Kill! "The roar of the earth was still full of anger, and the soldiers of the city of Ruz in Angola were not prepared to let the fighting stop.

The group quietly disappeared.

Ye Changmin led everyone to the back of the camp in Gatu, and the bright light of the fire gave them guidance. The road was clearly visible at their feet, and the sound of heavy footsteps carried an angry murderous aura, darkening the already silent night. The wheezing of the warriors was the breathing of the night, heavy and rapid.

When he came to the path that stood on the mountain, Ye Changmin ordered people to stop. In front of such a mountainous terrain, set up an ambush halfway up the mountain, and shoot when the enemy enters the middle of the mountain, at that time the rockfall rockets are weapons that cause serious injuries, and the front and rear flanking attacks will definitely cause the enemy to suffer seven or eight out of ten casualties. It's just that someone as shrewd as Chahan would let him step into such an obvious ambush circle by himself? Ye Changmin thought about a way to let Cha Han enter the urn.

On the battlefield ahead, Chahan shouted loudly, letting the soldiers of Gatu remember that they were blessed by the wolf god, that they were warriors of the steppe, and that they were heroes who would never be invincible.

Don't be afraid of calm, rational and thoughtful people, no matter how terrifying they are, they also have their own bottom line. What is terrible is the fanatical worshippers who can give their all for their cult beliefs, madly blind and desperate.

The Gatu warriors were blood-red on the battlefield, they only knew that they were the descendants of the wolf god, they were not afraid of anything, so they rushed to the city of Angola Ruz desperately. At this time, Angola Ruz City has no wind to leave, no Death Legion, no Death Dark Sword, no invincible existence like the Death Sword, which can block the most courageous attack of Gatu like a mainstay. What's more, the number of people in Gatu is several times that of the city of Luz in Angola. Moreover, Chahan let the black-clothed guards around him attack at this time, and the strong combat power, the same crazy approach, formed a tearing posture on the stalemate battlefield, and went straight to the walls of the Angolan Ruz City.

The battlefield is driven by this, and little by little it is biased towards increasing suddenness.

Lin Jixing faced the siege of Dadalie and Larry, and the team had already gathered into a sharp sword and shield shape. Such a formation was sharply reduced in numbers, and it stabilized Lin Jixing's position, although the casualties were as heavy as ever. But Lin Jixing used such tragic casualties and his brother's corpse to stop Jiatu's progress.

In the face of the addition of two to one, the desperate play style of fighting one person has to move forward. Shi Zichuan roared angrily, and with his sorrow and roar, he took Mia to stand in formation. Without looking at the casualties of his brothers, and not at how many of the team fell, Shi Zichuan knew that he could not retreat.

Nie Xiaoyu understood that Chahan wanted to fight all the living forces of Mia, and what he wanted was to eat all the combat power of Mia just like Feng Li destroyed all the elites of Jiatu, so that Angola Ruz City would have no soldiers to fight.

Nie Xiaoyu decisively gave up defending the city, leaving Qin Xing and Luo San on the city wall, telling them that no matter how many Gatu soldiers came, they would also keep the city of Angola Rus. If the Gatu men come up, they will carry the enemy and die together, and they will knock down all the soldiers who have climbed up the wall. Because there is no road behind them, there is no fighting power left. The city wall is Mia, the last shield of the city of Angola. Qin Xinghe promised with red eyes, this is the guardian of the leader, and he must not be allowed to lose.

Nie Xiaoyu rushed out of the city gate with the personal guards left by Luo San in the city and the 70,000 soldiers who were put together. Of these, 40,000 were led by Luo San, but he must help Lin Jixing block the enemy in front so that they did not have any chance to get close to the city gate. I'm sorry, Fengli, I know that he is your brother, and I wanted to help you keep him, but if the city of Angola Ruz is broken, no one will be able to live. If I could, I would let your brother die last. Because whether it was Qin Xinghe on the city wall or Luo San near the city gate, they were definitely the last people to meet Jiatu. After leaving the three personal guards who had been guarding him and ordering them to protect Luo San to the death, Nie Xiaoyu himself led 30,000 people to support Shi Zichuan.

Lin Jixing and Shi Zichuan can not have anything to do, otherwise the other side will definitely be flooded by the sea of people in Jiatu, and the city of Angola Ruz will be difficult to hold alone. As for Huang Lianglu, Nie Xiaoyu shook his head as he watched him stop under the attack of the black-clothed guard. Huang Lianglu has never been an orthodox leader of troops, and he plays a more auxiliary role than a head-to-head duel. Angolan Ruz City wants to rely on him, it is difficult.

Nie Xiaoyu was in such a hurry to get out of the city because he knew that he had to keep Lin Jixing Shizichuan, even if he sacrificed himself for it.

Zha Han looked at Nie Xiaoyu who was going out of the city to support, and shook his head, Nie Xiaoyu was still like this, and he couldn't see that his subordinates had sacrificed too much. He personally went out of the city to support, which can only show that Angola Ruz City no longer has hidden power, and what he sees in front of him is all the strength of Angola Ruz City. With a remark to the captain beside him, the two thousand people quietly left again.

Zha Han smiled and looked at the situation on the field, Nie Xiaoyu, I hope you will be able to resist next.

"Soldiers of the Angolan city of Ruz, what are you doing? Protecting the Angolan city of Ruz? Protect Mia? Will you be able to keep it? Tell me...... "On the battlefield, the soldiers on both sides did not pause, but they were very puzzled. Chahan, why is he still talking about such a boring thing? Only Nie Xiaoyu danced faster with the long sword in his hand, damn it, impossible, impossible!

"Tell me, what about your Marshal of the Wind Departure? Where is he? Why didn't I defend the city with you? Although the soldiers of the Angolan city of Luz wondered where the wind was, they knew that the marshal loved the people like a son and would not abandon them, and he must have something more important to do. Therefore, the soldiers of Angola Ruz City did not have any look of loss and disappointment on their faces, and their eyes were still firm.

Seeing that the faces of the soldiers in Angola Ruz City remained unchanged and their footsteps did not move, Zha Han had to accept the impact of Feng Li's influence on the soldiers in Angola Ruz City. In such a big battle, he did not appear, and the soldiers still did not have any suspicion of him. But it's even better this way, and the next scene will be more exciting!

"You, your marshal, your patron saint of the city of Angola Ruz, your patron saint of Mia, are windy and dead...... He's dead! Chahan's voice was as cold as stone, which chilled the hearts of the soldiers of Angola Ruz City, cut off the thoughts of the soldiers of Angola Ruz City, and broke the strings in the bodies of the soldiers of Angola Ruz City. (To be continued......)