Although he couldn't understand the situation in front of him, the rich combat experience of the Iron Slaughter Prison told him that he must not miss the opportunity in front of him, and he must not bury this last hope with his own hands.

"Listen to the order with all your heart, and follow me to annihilate the strong enemy!" After giving the order, Iron Slaughter changed the scope of the guardian barrier, spreading it horizontally into a towering wall, and began to move forward with himself as the center.

In the process of advancing, the Black Prison aliens who were judged to be enemies were resisted by the guardian barrier and were squeezed back again and again, while those underground races were judged to be allies and were not attacked by the barrier, but were protected by this.

The underground races who were brought into the protective barrier looked at the people around them, and without any movement, they turned around and threw themselves into the battle against the Black Prison alien race.

There are many alien races in the Black Prison, but there are also many underground races, and even after decades of hunting and killing by humans, they are still alive and tenacious in a corner.

With them joining the battlefield as a new force, the tide of battle was turned around in an instant. Although the Black Prison Alien Race is strong in combat power, they can't do any damage at all under the hindrance of the protective barrier, but the combined army of humans and underground races kills them as happily as pigs.

Soon, after paying about half of the sacrifice, the tide of the Black Prison Alien Race generally receded and disappeared without a trace. Although their wisdom is not high, they are not fools, and the sight in front of them makes them desperate, and they have no hope of victory, so they naturally will not continue to fight.

Looking at the messy battlefield and the bright sun in the sky, everything is like a dream, and it is hard to believe.

After the battle, the soldiers stared blankly at the weapons in their hands and the blood on their bodies, unable to believe that this dream victory was real.

"We ...... Did you win? A soldier asked in disbelief.

"We won! And there were no casualties! It was a miraculous battle! We have defeated the enemy and held the city! We won! Another fighter shouted.

Then there was a tsunami of cheers, everyone shouting hysterically, venting their joy and excitement in their hearts. Suddenly, shouts of joy filled the battlefield, and the excitement inspired everyone like a contagious virus.

Iron Slaughter Prison also smiled from the bottom of his heart, looking at the shield that had been dimmed in his hand, he knew that this victory was thanks to the existence of this shield.

Then he looked up at the smiling underground races, and the Iron Slaughter knew that without their help, even if this shield was several times stronger, it would be powerless. This time it was these underground races who saved them from death.

Striding in front of these underground races, the Iron Slaughter Prison solemnly bent down and saluted, and then spoke:

"Thank you all for your help, and on behalf of all the humans in Stone Realm City, I would like to express my gratitude for all that you have done in battle."

"Iron City Lord, I haven't seen you for a long time, don't thank the Black Prison for being our common enemy, they won't pick and choose, if you are defeated, it will not be good for us." A mouse-like creature came out and said that he was an underground race that had been used as slave labor in Stone Realm City, and that he had been freed by the orders of the Iron Slaughter Prison, so he knew the human language.

"Then I would like to ask, why...... Ah, will you choose to help us? After all, many ...... have happened before Well, unpleasant thing. Iron Slaughter Prison said with some stumbling. In terms of scientific research ability and combat ability, he is at a first-class level, but in terms of communication ability alone, he is a little worse. To put it simply, it is a long time at home, and sometimes the skin is not thick enough.

"We've been through some unpleasant things, but haven't you promised that we're no longer enemies?" The creature asked rhetorically.

"Yes, I did promise, but that's just a promise. One promise is not enough to write off the past, right? Although the Iron Slaughter Prison was the one who benefited from this incident, he still had to find out why, otherwise he would not be happy with his heart.

"Since we are not enemies, there is naturally no need to fight. What you have done has expressed your intention for peace, and you have made amends, and you are no longer an enemy to us. Hatred means nothing to us, it doesn't bring anything useful except sacrifice and death. What we pursue is a quiet life, a war that tasks in any form. I don't think it's going to be a good place to keep this city, and if you want to, I can take your people underground to live. The creature said lightly.

As he spoke, the other underground creatures around him reacted as well, and it seemed that he was telling the truth rather than a lie.

Hearing these words, even the heart of the Iron Slaughter Prison felt ashamed. Compared to their practice of complaining with virtue, the ugly side of human beings has been laid bare.

"It's ridiculous, it's ridiculous that we were so arrogant and despise any life, and then end up like this, it's really ironic. Even the hope of survival in the end has to be pinned on the hands of the 'inferior race' in their mouths, that is, human beings, ridiculous! Ridiculous! Iron Slaughter Prison looked up to the sky and smiled, laughing so sadly, so sarcastic, while laughing, there were tears flashing in the corners of his eyes.

"Thank you for your kindness, we really can't stay here, we don't have the strength to resist the next attack. The strength on this shield has long been gone, and it can no longer withstand such a battle. Later I will mobilize the people of the city to take refuge underground, and if you are willing to shelter my people, whatever you may ask, I will meet them!" Iron Slaughter got down on one knee and pleaded.

"Sir's words are serious, we are not people who will not be saved when they see death, since you are in trouble, we naturally have to lend a hand." The guy said.

Iron Slaughter Prison slowly returned to the city, and after pondering in his mansion for a long time, he passed on the position of the leader of the group to a close minister who had always been friendly to the underground race and had some ability, and asked him to lead the rest of the people to move to the underground space for refuge.

And he himself came to the bottom of the Heroic Soul Tower to hurt his mind alone, this city has long lost the meaning of existence, but only this place cannot be desecrated by those bastards. Now that there is a new way out, the Iron Slaughter is ready to use his last power to protect this place. Real lady online service, help you find books to chat with you, please micro / letter / search / search hot network article or rdww444 waiting for you to tease~