Except for the rhythm in Tsuru and Yongsen, which is full of weirdness, the other battlefields are fierce and abnormal.

The soldier looked at the corps in front of him, the most powerful corps he had seen so far. The battle formation of the other party was solemn, and five hundred people stood solemnly, without the slightest noise.

Each of them wears heavy armor, and these heavy armors are very unique. It is said to be like armor, but it is thicker than ordinary armor, and there are many supporting auxiliary mechanisms, which looks like a simple mechanical armor, but it is much lighter than mechanical armor.

Bing's understanding of the Machine's Martial Arts is unmatched, and he understands the other party's thoughts at first glance.

Is it a lightweight machine?

It's much lighter than normal Trap Armor, and it provides decent defense. It can be seen that the other party's mechanic has some ideas, but his attainments in mechanism skills are much worse than Sailei.

The opponent's formation is very tight, and it can be seen that he is well-trained and has a lot of experience in actual combat.

"Amaury, you have great strength, this is the most important arrow position, you are the only one! Young man, it depends on you!"

The soldiers are good at seducing, just like the tone of abducting children.

For Amaury's IQ, Bing has long lost hope, but since Amaury's best thing is destruction, let him destroy it. No matter how strict the formation is, being rampaged by such an unreasonable guy will always reveal flaws.

Amaury's face showed a look of excitement, and he slapped his chest loudly: "Uncle, sure enough, you have a good eye! Don't worry! The lively martial man will definitely kill them to the point of blood!"

He walked in front of everyone with a murderous sword, brushing the ground and pointing at the army: "Don't be lucky! The lively warrior man will definitely kill you all!"

The crow was silent, and no one paid attention to him.

"Fly cow, they didn't take you seriously. Sima Xiangshan said coldly: "Go on, give them a little color!"

Amaury's eyes were instantly bloodshot, and he screamed, striding towards the regiment in front of him.

Almost at the same time, everyone moved.

Huang Fuhong stared at these people in front of him, his face was covered with weather, and he couldn't see joy or anger. The Heavy Corps, which belongs to the Shepherd Constellation of the Nineteen Continents of the Northern Heavens, has been in the army for forty years, climbing from a small soldier to today's status.

He is an old senior.

He actually disagreed with this action, and he vaguely felt that the water was very deep. It took him a lot of effort to build the Heavy Legion, and he didn't look at the number one in the Nineteen Continents, but he still knew that he was two pounds.

But the adults didn't know how to move Ye Jiu, so they had to mix.

The constellation of Shepherd is not a powerful constellation in the nineteen continents of the northern sky, and the only thing that can be obtained is this heavily armed army with huge expenses. This corps originated from a whimsical idea of an adult who was keen on mechanical arts, and the adults were full of interest and ambition to establish a mecha corps. But then the miserable situation of this corps made the adults quickly lose interest, and the combat effectiveness was low, and all kinds of problems emerged one after another, and it was a mess.

It wasn't until Huang Fuhong took over that he found a division to solve these minor problems, and then formulated special tactics for them, and the heavy army began to come to life.

Huang Fuhong then led the heavy corps and won several battles, and the reputation of the heavy corps caused a sensation in the northern sky.

The reason why he objected was that the other party had an extremely powerful soul general. The amazing control made Huang Fuhong gasp. Huang Fuhong has always been full of confidence in himself, but seeing that terrifying control, he thought to himself that he would never be able to do it. The heavy armor corps faced the soul martial artist, and Huang Fuhong had no bottom in his heart.

The Heavy Corps cost a lot, but in his eyes, it was far from being excellent. In the later period, the adults were no longer willing to invest in the Corps, and the Pastoral Seat was also very calm, and the situation in the Corps was far less optimistic than outsiders thought.

However, seeing that there were only five people on the other side, Huang Fuhong was relieved.

The situation in the shepherd's seat is calm, and the most important task of the heavy corps is to exterminate the bandits, and Huang Fuhong is very experienced in dealing with such a team of about ten people.

Seeing that the other party was rushing towards the corps in a mess, without the slightest formation, a cold light flashed in Huangfu Hong's eyes.

He didn't move, his expression was composed, and the soldier knew what to do.

I saw the warrior at the front of the array shrink inward.

Amaury was fearless, he didn't care what changed, he was like a wild beast running wild, rushing headlong into the battle formation!

Two shields appeared in front of him like a wall, and three spears pierced out of the gaps in the shields!

A trap is formed in an instant, and there are no dead ends!

Amaury roared angrily, and the big knife covered with yellow mangs in his hand slammed upward, and the three spears were raised high as if they had been hit by a heavy hammer, and Amaury took advantage of the situation to directly crash into the two shields in front of him.

Click!

The two warriors only felt a sharp pain in their wrists, and the ferocious power came, as if they were hit head-on by a star soul beast in a wild run, and their bodies flew directly upside down. The warriors behind the two were caught off guard and knocked over four or five people at once.

Amaury was about to rush forward, and seven or eight shots were fired at him, like a ghost, straight to his chest and ribs.

Ding Ding Ding, a silver sword suddenly appeared on his right side, and with a slight shake, the sword burst into flames, and after a few points of gunfire, each sword bloomed with cold air.

Whew, an iron ball with a low whistling sound smashed on a few points of gun, and the gun suddenly collapsed.

Amaury's spirits lifted and he roared angrily: "Ahhh

He took a stride forward, twisting his waist and swinging his knife in half a step!

The frenzied yellow sword was like a thick brush smeared with freehand, and even Amaury's burly figure was shrouded in the sword.

The warriors in front of Amori were all shocked, and they raised their weapons to protect their chests.

Rumble!

The three warriors in front of Amouri stepped back five or six steps in unison before stopping, but strangely, they were as motionless as puppets. Click, spider web-like cracks appeared in the armor of the three of them, and blood snaked down, dyeing the cracks red.

The three of them had no breath.

Amaury's expression was hideous, and his muscles bulged all over his body.

Strength! His strength is three times that of before, the power of the bloodline, the ancient bear bloodline of fifty percent completion, makes his strength increase by leaps and bounds. He was already born with divine power, and his strength was tripled, how terrifying it was. The Earth Blade was in his hands, and its power was terrifying.

Amauli was so strong that he directly ripped off the clothes on his upper body, and people could see clearly that his body was like a cast of copper and iron, glowing with a layer of metallic luster.

He grinned and rushed straight into the formation!

In the face of the oncoming swords and spears, he did not dodge and let them hit him.

However, those knives and spears that could see the steel plate only left white marks on Amaury's body, and Amaury was unharmed, and took the opportunity to behead the two!

[Copper skin and iron bones]!

Huang Fuhong's eyes shrank, the ferocity of the other party exceeded his expectations, and he lost several people when he met.

What a strong physique, such a fierce character!

Huang Fuhong lowered his palms and suddenly pulled them slightly.

Suddenly, the warriors around Amaury and them receded like a tidal wave, forming a blank circle.

Bing's heart jumped, he immediately understood the other party's intentions, and said urgently: "Rush into the crowd!"

At this moment, countless spears and knives rained down on them from all directions.

"I'll come. ”

With a hint of chill in his cold voice, Han Bingning's wrist flipped, and the silver dragon sword circled, and a round sword burst open.

Han Bingning's sword light was extremely unique, like a mist composed of countless fine Xiaoice sands.

After absorbing the [Heart of Antarctica], she was full of cold in every gesture, and her swordsmanship was precisely the [Glacier Plain], which could exert the chill in her body to the extreme. And as her understanding of "cold" deepened, her understanding of [Glacier Field] also deepened.

The sword light like shattering ice and mist exploded violently, and a wave of extremely cold qi spread out to all directions.

But the swords and spears swept by the cold mist were like a layer of white frost, and they melted like ice before they flew far.

Everyone took the opportunity to close the distance between them and each other.

Sima Xiangshan followed behind everyone like a ghost, and the strength displayed by Amaury and Han Bingning surprised him very much.

Suddenly, the soldier's voice entered his ears.

"Watch out for any unusual guys, we need to find the opponent's main general. He's hiding in the crowd, and if we can find it, we'll win. ”

The soldiers have not yet found any trace of the opposing general. Many generals like to hide themselves in the team, especially those who are not good enough in their personal strength, and it is a good idea to mix themselves in the crowd in order to avoid being targeted by the strong among the enemies.

The soldier didn't use his eyes, he was carefully observing the trajectory of the swords and spears.

There are many ways for generals to control Mang, but there must be traces to follow. It's just that a clever military general will hide his traces. Hiding is just hiding, the military general is the core of the corps' control, and he is the starting point of all battles.

But in these two waves of attacks, the soldiers have not found any traces of the other party.

A clever guy.

Where the hell is that guy?

The soldier's mind spun fast.

What kind of situation does this kind of military general hate the most?

He almost blurted out, chaos!

That's right, this kind of military general hates chaotic situations the most! Every time there is one more chaotic area, it will be much more difficult for him to control it in secret, as long as there are several chaotic areas, and the efficiency of the opponent's control will be greatly reduced.

And once the efficiency of the opponent's control decreases, the traces of the main general will also be exposed.

You can find the opponent's main commander yourself!

As long as you find the main general, victory is within reach. The opponent's main generals are not strong in personal force, but in this regard, it is their advantage.

That's right!

"Everyone disperse and attack!"

The soldier's voice came from within the Sky Tiger, and the Sky Tiger rushed towards the opposing team like a blue lightning bolt.

A few other people came to their senses and scattered.

The simple heavy armor in the field of vision pulled closer sharply, and the soldier's mood suddenly pulled away.

He suddenly found himself in the battlefield filled with gunsmoke 10,000 years ago, the Sky Tiger's wings spread, and as it flew, its huge body arched, and the soldiers almost instinctively controlled the Sky Tiger.

"Heh, Southern Cross, charge!"

Above the soft whisper, the cold light in his eyes flickered.