The night was very dark, but the many warriors of the Black Wing Battalion were very excited, after more than a year, they would launch a counterattack against the invading monsters of the Underworld, which they could not have imagined when they left the Little Heaven Realm.

Liang Jun, who was standing side by side with Wang Yuan, held back his excitement and looked at the many soldiers with a stern expression, "Brothers, we are about to launch a surprise attack on the army of the underworld, are you afraid?" ”

"Don't be afraid!" The earth-shattering roar vented the suppressed hearts of the warriors.

"Don't be afraid. Very good, to be honest, but I am a little scared in my heart, what are I afraid of? I'm afraid that we will beat those monsters in the underworld at one time, and we haven't enjoyed it yet. Pojun stroked his chest and made a frightened gesture.

Liang Jun's funny words calmed the soldiers down and let out a burst of laughter.

"Haha, I saw you laughing, which means that you also agree with what I just said." Liang Jun's voice paused, and he looked at everyone seriously, "But I want to tell you one important thing, that is, don't be afraid of not fighting, just keep a hand, there are countless monsters in the underworld, we have killed this batch, and there are more monsters patting the team, waiting to be stabbed." ”

"We are not soft." "No one will keep their hands, and whoever doesn't do their best is a grandson." "Fight to the death and never retreat." Countless roars rose and fell in the sky above the Blackwing Battalion.

"Let's go!" Liang Jun yelled, and then turned on his horse.

In the dark night, the hundreds of men and horses of the Black Wing Battalion, without making a sound, quietly touched towards the camp of the underworld.

Wang Lang stood behind the Blackwing Battalion and said to Rute beside him, "Lute, when the attack of the Blackwing Battalion unfolds, you will follow the opening they have opened, and try your best to attack, killing and injuring the enemy as the goal, and try your best to drive those monsters to one place." ”

"Understood, you want to put a cannon fight and give them a pot." Rute smiled, looked at Wang Lang and said, "Wang Lang, I'm really glad that I'm not your enemy, otherwise I wouldn't have been able to sleep well." ”

"So we're not enemies, haha." Wang Lang hammered the shoulder of the hammered Lut hard and walked away laughing. He had more important things to do, set traps, huge traps, traps big enough to bury millions of cannon fodder from the underworld at once.

Two hours later, the Black Wing Battalion had come to the underworld camp less than five miles away, the camp in front of it was brightly lit, and countless monsters were working overtime to make engineering equipment.

Looking at this camp that stretched for dozens of miles, which was crowded with people and did not know the geometric number, Liang Jun exhaled violently and whispered to Wang Yuan beside him, "After the attack is launched, you and I will rush into the camp from the southwest, one left and one right, and go to converge in the center, and then think about killing in the northeast corner." ”

Wang Yuan looked at his old comrades-in-arms beside him and nodded.

The distance of five miles was under the high-speed charge of the Black Wing Battalion, and in a moment they arrived at the open ground in front of the Underworld Camp, and at this time, the Moth Clan who was blocking in front of them realized that this army of less than 1,000 people was not their own friendly army.

The moths are small in size and lie dormant in the earth all year round, only appearing on the ground during the most critical mating and predatory activities. For a long time, such a race has been far away from the center of the underworld, and has not been absorbed into the competition of the major battle races of the underworld.

But this time, they didn't shy away, because in the face of the powerful Yakshas, they had only two choices, to perish or become a vassal race. Their choice was to become vassals, and it was natural that they would be sent into the Xuanhuang Realm and become cannon fodder races.

Their combat effectiveness is actually very average, far from the corpse blood clan, even compared with the monsters that are similar to fierce beasts that are hunted by the snow monsters with low intelligence and just instinct, they are more than a step behind.

Seeing the Blackwing Battalion appear in front of them, instinctively, they felt a strong threat from the menacing knight.

The shouts continued, and the warriors of the Moth Clan, who were less than four feet tall, lined up in front of the camp with short knives in hand, and looked at the black iron horsemen who were approaching with horror.

The Liang army was at the front of the left flank of the Black Wing Battalion, and these short warriors in front of them, in front of them, seemed to be really no threat, and lightly patted the horse, and the black horse under him crossed the head of the first row of Moth warriors holding spears.

The long sword in his hand drew layers of blood rain in the dense battle of the Moth Clan, and in a moment there was only a corpse left behind him, followed by the warriors, the sharp long sword harvested the lives of the Moth Clan warriors, like a red-hot Luo Tie inserted into the snow, making it melt.

"Brothers, follow me!" Liang Jun shouted, and the long sword in his hand slashed out a sword qi about 100 meters long, directly smashing the camp gate of the Moth Clan. At this moment, in the eyes of these short warriors, Liang Jun was as invincible as a god, and with a roar, he scattered in all directions.

Wang Yuan, who was a hundred meters away from the Liang army, suddenly unfolded his momentum, like a lion rushing into a flock of sheep, threatening the Quartet.

Examine? Standing less than ten miles away from Lianyun City, looking at the soldiers who kept rushing up the city tower, a smile appeared on his face, and after a little hard work, he could finally see the results at this moment. As long as the army rushes into Lianyun City, basically the human race has no power to resist, and at that time, he will be the first to return to the underworld, and let others bear the wrath of the human master.

At this moment, there was a dense shouting of killing behind him, which made him feel bad.

As soon as he kicked his feet, his body appeared in mid-air, and the situation in the camp behind him made him angry. At this time, the human race dared to choose to sneak attack his camp, and he really didn't want to live.

At this time, the Blackwing Battalion had already advanced for more than thirty miles, like a tiger in the army of the underworld. No one can stop them, and any enemy who stands in front of them will have only one end, that is, to be crushed.

The three thousand elites of Lance, led by Root, turned into vengeful devils and scattered these underworld monsters and collapsed. Standing on the high sky, seeing this scene, he didn't have time to think about where these Terran masters came from, he only knew one thing, in this way, before the army under his command entered Lianyun City, it was first killed by the elite of this Terran clan.

He would never allow such a thing to happen, and in a flash, he was in the sky above the Blackwing Battalion, with a sneer on his lips.

At this moment, he felt an unprecedented crisis, and the muscles in his body stiffened, and he dodged away without thinking about it.

Before he could escape, he was horrified to find that he was under control, unable to move.

Chi Jiu looked at the inspection in his hand, and smiled at Chi Jue beside him, "I was going to catch a big fish, but the big fish didn't take the bait, but this small fish came forward impatiently to die." ”’

(End of chapter)