The Black Iron Equipment was a defensive artifact made of 250 gold coins, and when the surviving soldiers were hastily equipped, the casualty count quickly decreased.

This armor created by ancient craftsmanship can not only block the attack of vitality, but also isolate the high temperature brought by the flames, the only regret is that this armor does not have any outstanding performance against traditional physical defense.

When the high-speed meteorite fell on the soldiers, although the expected fire man did not appear, the huge impact force still caused a large number of casualties.

The unlucky ones were stoned to death, and the slightly luckier ones were just smashed into an internal injury, or a broken bone or tendon or something. The most unfortunate thing was the earth monkey, when he ran past a thatched latrine, a meteorite smashed into the thatched pit, and the overwhelming 'rain' poured on him.

Moreover, this 'shit rain' is still fucking hot.

Well, it's pretty good, there is actually an extra yellow iron soldier in the battalion full of black iron soldiers.

The rain of fire has been going on for a quarter of an hour, and there are few complete buildings left in the Water Jade Mine and the barracks. The small courtyard where the fire works is the most important thing, and the dense rain of fire is the first to raze it to the ground.

The members of the Masonic Society, sacrificed all kinds of defensive spells, desperately saved people in the rain of fire, and as long as there was still a breath, they would not give up on anyone.

Daydream has now cried, crying with a face full of flowers. Of course, he is not afraid of it, he is distressed, although this family business is on fire, but there is too much sweat in it.

"Retreat, retreat quickly. Don't worry about things, get everyone out of me first..."

"Iron abacus... What are you doing? Hurry up and throw away the box of water jade, you're a miser..."

"What about the Cheng army? Where is the Cheng army? Why don't you hurry up and organize a retreat..."

Before he could finish speaking, a figure swooped down from the side, crushing Daydream to the ground. At the same time, the place where Bairenmeng was standing was hit by a fiery red meteor, splashing countless fragments.

"Lord Bai, are you okay?" it was the earth monkey who spoke. Oh no, he should be called a monkey by now.

Daydream kicked him and kicked him aside, "Why are you so stinky?

"Oops... What is this? Rub me..."

Just as Daydream was about to continue scolding the streets, the horn of retreat in the camp had already sounded, and a large number of soldiers began to slowly retreat south with the people and wounded soldiers.

Daydreamed of retreating, but the monkey's pounce just now broke his foot, and now he was sweating in pain.

The earth monkey didn't care whether he scolded or not, picked him up and put it on his back, turned around and ran south.

"Damn, you put me down... It stinks to me..."

"You kid want to kill me, take me on your back, are you using me as a meat shield..."

The earth monkey doesn't care about his nagging, and he knows how to rush forward when he buries his head.

The burning earth, the corpses everywhere, and the flow of people fleeing south. All this made everyone present feel like they were in the end of the world.

The suffering of some people must be the happiness of some people. At least for today.

Li Feiyang was already crazy with joy, he was climbing on top of a big tree, staring excitedly at the blood and fire in the south, and his mouth was screaming strangely.

"Haha, damn it, the house of the flowing fire has collapsed... It's cool..."

"Go to the west, there are a lot of people in the west, stoning these bastards..."

"Oh, what's going on, that kid is drenched in... Haha..."

"Don't say it, these soldiers trained by Flowing Fire are really weird, why are they all dressed in black, they look like a group of shells from afar..."

"Oops... It's broken, you set the warehouse on fire, there must be water jade in it, you losers..."

Li Feiyang's ghost cry was said to the eight hundred elites under the tree, but at this time, these elites were all cross-legged on the ground, nervously casting spells, and no one paid attention to the young master's.

The eight hundred elites are all diehard loyalists who have been trained by the Li family for decades. Moreover, the smart Li Xiao also specially designed a set of high-level 'Meteor Fire Shower' for these awakened people

Lava City is rich in fire awakeners, and what fire cultivators are best at is fireball. The lethality of a fireball is not great, but the lethality of a rain of fire is infinite, not to mention the collective casting of eight hundred fire cultivators.

However, it was not an easy task to coordinate the spells of the eight hundred Awakened Ones. In order to train these fire cultivators, Li Xiao spent a lot of energy and a lot of resources.

The Awakened are relatively lonely, and they naturally don't like to cooperate with others, let alone cooperate with each other.

Just for the sake of tacit understanding, Li Xiao asked these people to eat, live and practice together, and even prostitute women with 800 people.

Damn, have you ever seen an uncovered meeting of 1,600 people? Anyway, Lao Tzu didn't even think about it.

No wonder they all say that the Li family is rich in perverts, it seems that there is really genetics.

This meteor rain lasted for a full meal, and it was said that a quarter of an hour was enough, but Li Feiyang ordered everyone to last for a full meal.

By the time he gave the order to rest, the eight hundred elites were already tired.

Damn, Lao Tzu can't last a meal when he plays with women, and the energy overdrawn by Meteor Rain is far greater than that of playing with women. Li Feiyang, a pervert, actually let us persist for so long, and let people not live.

The fire cultivators who were respectful on the surface scolded Li Feiyang in their hearts.

The fire cultivators' scolding is still reasonable, in fact, in the whole fire rain, the most lethal is the first quarter of an hour, and the subsequent attacks are simply redundant, and there is no use other than whipping the corpse.

You're not looking at the people running away, don't you stop yet.

Li Feiyang has no habit of caring for his subordinates in his heart, and he is more angry than the sky in his eyes.

"Enough rest, brothers, get on the horse. Let's kill people..."

With that, he jumped down from the tree, got on his horse and went straight to the mine to kill. Behind him was the eight hundred helpless fire cultivators.

At this time, there were few living people in the mine, and the soldiers who had escaped from the ascension were guarding the evacuation of the people. There were screams everywhere, wails everywhere.

"My legs... My leg is gone..."A wounded soldier was crying with his broken leg in his hand, and a member of the Freemasons next to him was performing healing techniques to help him stop the bleeding and stop the pain.

"Go home... I want to go home... I'm not a soldier anymore, I'm going home to farm...", this is a deranged soldier there. Soon a centurion rushed to his side, however, and woke him up with a thrashing of sticks.

At this time, Cheng Jun was also going crazy, but he was mad by the chaos of the soldiers.

"The usual training has been in vain, and the emergency drill has been forgotten?"

"I've said it a hundred times, the most important thing in the chaos is to restore the establishment, what the fuck are you going to do but shout nonsense?"

"Where's the flag of you officers, why are your backs all fucking empty..."

In the angry scolding of the army, these basic officers remembered the content of the training. Damn, why did we forget it all? Pig brain, don't you just carry the flag in your arms?

The commander of the ten has the flag of the ten commanders, the centurion has the flag of the centurion, and the general has his own military flag. Without flags, how can soldiers in the chaos find their own team?

"Still fucking stupidly standing, hurry up and find a wooden stick to put on the recognition flag, and put it on your back..."

"Gather your soldiers..."

Scolding people didn't work anymore, and Cheng Jun simply rushed up and kicked the wood for the dead.

Fortunately, the officers who came to their senses knew what they were going to do. The long flag was worn on a wooden stick and tied to his back with rope.

The officer, who had fastened the flag, quickly shuttled through the crowd, shouting in his mouth.

"The sixth squad of the scimitar battalion, hurry up and assemble..."

"What about the people in the second squad of the Black Iron Battalion?

It's the Captain of Ten shouting. And the centurion like the second stunned don't have to run around, they just need to put a recognition flag on their backs and pick a high point to stand, and naturally there will be ten centurions leading the soldiers to come to him to gather.

At this time, the second stunned person was very aggrieved. Not only was he aggrieved after being attacked, but he was also ashamed of his helplessness in the face of great changes.

"I'm just a fool, how could I forget all about recognizing the flag? I've eaten for so long for nothing, I don't deserve the praise of adults..."

"How could I forget..."

In the final analysis, these soldiers are all new recruits, although the second stunned people are the first batch, but these people have not experienced real war, and it is already a miracle that they can remember to put on armor in the chaos, instead of running away.

The annoyed two stunned men slapped themselves hard in the mouth.

At this time, Liuzi suddenly ran from behind him, shouting as he ran.

"My lord, my lord, I brought out the military flag of our Black Iron Battalion..."

"Quick, hurry up and put up the military flag..."

It's still a real military flag, the tall flagpole carries a flaming red flag, and a set of black iron armor is painted on it, this is the black iron battalion known as the first battalion under Lord Driftfire.

The military system of Flowing Fire is very simple and very easy to manage, with a team of ten people and a ten-man commander in each team. A battalion of 100 men was set up with a centurion.

As for the commander, then he can be called a general. However, Lord Liuhuo has not set up a general so far, after all, there are only 3,000 people now, and the 30 battalion adults are still in charge.

The flag is the most critical in the battlefield, and in the chaotic environment, how people find their team depends on the flag. Each soldier can only exert his maximum combat effectiveness when he returns to his own ranks.

There are comrades-in-arms who know each other, there is tacit cooperation, and there are officers who know each other. Only there can the soldier receive systematic orders, and orderly command.

Expecting a group of soldiers who don't know each other to cooperate is simply fart.

Xiao Liuzi is really a herald in charge, and he didn't even forget to bring out the military flag of his battalion when he ran for his life. When the flag of the Black Iron Battalion was erected, the chaotic soldiers finally found an organization.

All the soldiers of the Black Iron Battalion gathered under the banner, and even the wounded soldiers shouted.

"Pull me, I'm also from the Black Iron Battalion, don't leave me here..."

Well, it seems that this wounded soldier is not stupid, knowing that only his own people will take care of him wholeheartedly.

In a matter of moments, the establishment of the second stunned man has been restored, although now he only has more than 70 soldiers left.

However, his military flag is still fluttering in the wind, and as long as this flag does not fall, there is hope in the hearts of the soldiers.