In the No. 1 Combat Brigade of Qiming City, everyone was ruthless, looking at the cute little tree that had been attacked by thousands of ways, there was not the slightest nervous look on their faces, they were all indifferent......

"The rabble only knows how to put skills indiscriminately."

Ling Fan's expression was indifferent but calm.

With the assistance of Xiao Yun, the flying smoke and dust could not block Ling Fan's sight.

Outside the mine, about 6,7 thousand people gathered, and the formation was simple and loose.

The vast majority of the enemy's ranged pros released their attacks as soon as possible, and now they are in the cooldown gap of releasing their skills, unable to form continuous fire coverage.

"First Class Combat Brigade, follow me."

Ling Fan stepped forward, not seeing any fierce movements on his part, but his speed suddenly increased to extremely fast, and he rushed out of the hole in the blink of an eye.

The crowd hurriedly followed, and the first to come out was the shield armor, who rushed out of the mine and fanned out like a stream of water dyed rice paper, while the others lined up in battle formation behind the shield armor.

At this time, it was the cold winter wax moon, and the cold wind was cold, blowing away the smoke.

At the exit of the mine, there was a large flat field, where there was no grass, the sand and gravel were swept up by the wind, and the chirping of night owls could be heard in the darkness.

The two armies confronted each other, and the atmosphere of slaughter was brewing between the two sides, not so much brewing, but rather the indomitable and fearless momentum of the first-class combat brigade pressing down on the enemy like a landslide.

"After two months of jungle fighting, these people finally have a bit of an iron-blooded soul."

Ling Fan thought to himself, his eyes swept over the pile of enemy people, and looked behind them, where there was a human gathering place.

With the assistance of Xiaoyun and the blessing of his own attributes, Ling Fan has extraordinary eyesight.

He saw a series of simple and dilapidated tents, haphazardly distributed around the perimeter of the gathering place, and there was no defense on the perimeter, not even a low earthen fence.

The exit of the mine was on a higher ground, and Ling Fan could see that the interior of the gathering place was diametrically opposed, with exquisite buildings lined up, and individual houses even surpassed the second-level dwellings of the Enlightened City.

A circular stone wall towers over the tents and houses.

Outside the walls is a place of suffering, inside the walls is a place of pleasure, a wall that silently reveals a certain ugliness.

"Power itself is not evil, it is the people who use it."

"When mutant beasts attack the territory, these people use the flesh and blood of their own people to make their shields and armor, and use their compatriots as their warning bells."

"When the mutant beast is full, it will leave...... They must have thought so. ”

"They oppress and enslave the weak, tear the flesh of the weak, and finally discard the weak as rags."

Ling Fan thought about this, but his heart was unwavering, for more than 200 years, he had already experienced too much, and the intense emotions had been extinguished.

The gathering place that Ling Fan came into contact with for the first time in his life was the tyrannical type, which made him feel a little touched.

But it was just a few feelings, Ling Fan didn't want to find a reason for his actions, he just moved with his heart, it can be said that he was only one step away from becoming a demon king, but Ling Fan would never take this step.

It seemed that Ling Fan had thought a lot, but in fact, it was just a breath.

Enemy camp.

There was one man who was very good, and everyone on the battlefield was on foot, but he rode on a rag-haired grizzly bear.

"Ahh

This evil man riding on a miscellaneous grizzly bear is ugly, he can't speak ancient and modern, and he will come to a few singing-like tones.

He didn't believe that there were humans or contract beasts that could survive the attack just now, and he could only come up with an explanation for his limited brain capacity.

"The lord is wise, and he can see this kind of lowly technique at a glance."

"Great military division, do you think it is war or peace."

Beside him, there was a nondescript squint-eyed man.

He is said to be nondescript because he holds a feather fan in his hand.

Holding a feather fan in his hand can bring out a person's elegance and wisdom, but in his hand, he lives like an anthropomorphic monkey.

"Report to the lord, I don't think the other party is good."

"What do you think of the enemy compared to my mighty army?"

"Naturally, we are far inferior to our army's heroes, but we are civilized people, and we must pay attention to the salute before the soldiers."

"The lord can come forward to ask about the origin of this army, and by the way, it can reflect the majesty and domineering of the lord and make the other side frightened."

"Wow, this is a wonderful plan, this is a wonderful plan."

The shaggy villain was very satisfied with the "clever plan" of the army division, and as soon as he patted the head of the shaggy grizzly bear with his hand, he walked towards the front of the first-level combat brigade.

The army division raised his hand, then slashed down, and the sound exploded.

"The Lord's Might"

"The Lord is Invincible"

"The Lord's Valorant"

The sound of gongs and drums and the sound of enthusiastic cheers gave the shaggy man infinite strength, and he stood on the back of the shaggy grizzly bear, with his hands on his chest, and his chin raised high, like a ...... Another shaggy grizzly bear.

The army division, looking left and right, these people all paid attention to the "lord", and no one paid attention to themselves, so they quietly slipped behind the camp.

I saw that the Great Military Division suddenly disappeared from the crowd, and when he reappeared, he had already changed into an ordinary swordsman's costume.

The army division was able to find the blind spot of everyone's vision, and moved to the rear of the group without a trace, and finally he changed into tattered clothes, rolled into the mud, and walked towards the tent area.

"You idiots, go and die."

The Great Military Master thought so in his heart.

As the army division fled from his camp, the furry villain finally rode the furry grizzly bear to his camp.

I heard him shout very imposingly:

"Who is the lord on the other side, come out and speak."

1st Class Combat Brigade, in the flow of the mind.

Deputy Commander Luo Xiang'an: "No. 3 battle array, try to leave as much alive as possible." ”

"Crush them."

Ling Fan knew that he did not have the talent of battlefield command, so he handed over the command to Luo Xiang'an.

He watched as the first-level combat brigade attacked the enemy like an eagle's wings, and in an instant, the killing intent was like a gale.

"Huh?"

The miscellaneous man was stunned for a moment, but he still had a bit of intelligence, and immediately reacted back and shouted loudly:

"Little ones, come with me."

"Wow, look at the eight in and eight out of the master!"

"The enemy general has reported his name and come to fight with me!"

I saw him hold up a spear, his eyes were round, the miscellaneous hairs on his head stood upside down, and his real body swelled in a circle, and he looked really imposing.

He swept his copper bell with big eyes, and suddenly saw Luo Xiang'an not far away.

"That's you."

He drove the shaggy grizzly bear, and the tip of the spear was wrapped in a sharp air current, and rushed straight towards Luo Xiang'an.

"Wind Thorn"

The gray-haired man roared angrily, and the man and bear were united, using the strongest move to attack Luo Xiang'an.

The sharp air flow of the gun "swished" and swirled, as if he had seen the scene of people with shields being pierced.