Chapter 185: Rushing Back

The people of the Glory Guild were stupid, and they attacked the enemy without attacking, and they actually broke their own people. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Yes, shattered, the whole person was torn in the air.

"Kill."

Dodging the crossbow arrows, Qin Shubao roared and killed again, he didn't walk in a straight line, and his figure was elusive.

Not only could the crossbow arrows not be able to locate him, but even the soldiers of the Glory Guild who were coming to intercept him didn't know where he would appear next.

Qin Shubao killed along the road, and whoever blocked and killed whom, leaving blood marks everywhere he passed, as if his road was paved with blood.

In fact, Qin Shubao's road was indeed paved with blood, and the road he walked killed one enemy after another, and the blood forged the road he walked.

"He's coming."

"The cold-faced killing god is coming to our side."

"Quick, stop him, tomorrow will be another hero, who is afraid of whom."

The hearts of the players of the Glory Guild trembled, and in the face of such a killing god, everyone was afraid.

"Quick, a team of people will come forward and block him." The bloodthirsty sand was about to vomit blood, and the offensive was just right, but it was disturbed by one person, and now their attacking team was in chaos, the offensive was weakened, and the losses were great.

A team of hundreds of Glory Guild players slaughtered them head-on, and when they went up, they all looked left and right, and saw that there were hundreds of them, so they had the confidence to charge at Qin Shubao.

"Broken."

Qin Shubao was not afraid and fought into the enemy's formation.

I saw Qin Shubao leap forward and jump into the formation of the Glory Guild, and then the screams rang out one after another.

The people in the Glory Guild Array suddenly fell down in whole rows, and blood beads splashed in the formation, causing a rain of blood.

Qin Shubao's figure was submerged in the enemy's array, and the people outside couldn't see his figure clearly, only a vague shadow was in the middle.

However, the players of the Glory Guild flew out one after another, which could prove that Qin Shubao was constantly attacking.

"Keng~"

Suddenly, with a loud bang, Uncle Qin walked out of the Glory Guild's array, plunged the spear in his hand into the ground, and the whole person stood proudly in the enemy formation.

"Puff~"

Behind Qin Shubao, dozens of the last Glory Guilds either flew out upside down, or spurted blood and fell to the ground and died.

In Uncle Qin's position, the whole person was blood, and blood beads were constantly dripping from the robe, which looked very terrifying.

For a while, no enemy dared to step forward, but just now they saw it very clearly, hundreds of people rushed forward, and after a while, they were killed.

Qin Shubao inserted the spear into the ground and held it with one hand, this image was extremely handsome.

"Wow, that's cool, I want him to be my boyfriend."

"That's how men should be."

"Domineering."

"I want to know who he is."

"From now on, killing gods with cold faces will be my idol."

......

Qin Shubao stood on the spot and put on a cool pose, not to be cool.

But...

Instead, he just killed those hundreds of people, and in fact, he activated a few skills, and all attributes exploded, so now I have to take a break.

If he let a bunch of idols know that the truth is the case, I don't know how he will feel.

Qin Shubao stood proudly in front of more than 200,000 enemies, and after a while, he kicked the spear with his right foot, and with a flick of his right hand, the spear flew up.

"Kill."

Holding the flying spear with both hands, Qin Shubao jumped out like a leopard.

The spear drank blood, and I don't know how many enemies were killed by the spear.

"Bang~"

"Click~"

Qin Shubao rushed in front of the three ballistas, and the spear slammed into them, smashing the three ballistas in a few strokes.

"Damn." Bloodthirsty Sand scolded angrily when he saw Qin Shubao destroy the ballista.

"Kill him for me, kill him."

Bloodthirsty Crazy Sand was very distressed, these three ballistas were very expensive, and the most important thing was that it was not easy to obtain, so angry that he wanted to kill Qin Shubao.

"Hmph."

Qin Shubao glanced coldly at the enemy in front of him, and then turned to leave.

"This is a man like the wind."

"Is he Zhao Zilong? Take the rank of general in a million-strong army? ”

"Zhao Zilong will not be subdued."

"Who the hell is he, such a fierce general, he must be announced by the system."

"Long spear, fierce general, Qingzhou Donglai, is it Tai Shici."

"Upstairs is brain-dead, Tai Shici should be in Youzhou at this time."

The people who watched the live broadcast enjoyed watching it, watching Qin Shubao exert his might, and disrupt the entire enemy formation with his own strength.

Qin Shubao returned to the city and stood guard at the city gate.

Seeing Qin Shubao come out and kill him, but he couldn't do anything, and the bloodthirsty sand was quite depressed.

"Assemble your team and prepare to go on the offensive."

Qin Shubao caused the formation of the Glory Guild to be chaotic, so they had to regroup.

Zhang Fan also took this opportunity to rearrange the defense of the city.

Qin Shubao was only one person who couldn't change the situation of the battle after all, he went out to kill, which seemed to be very powerful, but he only killed more than 2,000 soldiers.

In the face of 300,000 enemy troops, more than 2,000 people really did not play a big role.

However, Qin Shubao's attack greatly reduced the enemy's morale and greatly increased his own morale, which gave Zhang Fan a chance to breathe and let him rearrange his defenses.

The most important thing is that Qin Shubao destroyed their three ballistas, this ballista did not kill many enemies, but it was very good at demoralizing the enemy, so Qin Shubao was going to destroy him.

At the same time, if three ballistae were to bombard the city gate, the damage would be great.

"Today, I must break through Zhenhai Town." Bloodthirsty Sha's face was a little gloomy, this was a live broadcast, hundreds of millions of people watched, which made him a little embarrassed.

After more than half an hour, the two sides were re-prepared, and the Glory Guild organized its forces and attacked again.

The attack began again, and by this time the walls were somewhat broken

Zhang Fan stood at the head of the city.

"With an army of 300,000, my Zhenhai Town wants to pit you for 200,000, so that your gains outweigh your losses."

This Zhenhai Town is extremely important to Zhang Fan's strategy and cannot be lost, so Zhang Fan plans to take it back later, and when the time comes, he will surprise him from the sea, and I believe it will not be difficult to take it back.

Until then, make the Glory Guild pay a sufficient price.

Taking advantage of the moment, Zhang Fan made a preliminary count, how long the war was, Zhenhai Town suffered more than 10,000 casualties, which can be described as a heavy loss, you must know that the soldiers in Zhenhai Town are all second- and third-order soldiers, of which third-order soldiers are the majority.

And the Glory Guild probably suffered about 70,000 casualties.

It seems that the Glory Guild suffered heavy casualties, but more than 20,000 of them were cannon fodder troops.

Next, Zhenhai Town will be even more difficult, because the city gate has been broken, and the city head is also damaged in many places.

"Attack." The Glory Guild is back on the offensive.

"Come on, let you know that my Zhenhai Town is not a soft persimmon, and if you want to eat it, you have to pay enough price."

Zhang Fan was caught and stood on the top of the city.

Bloodthirsty Sand was bitter in his heart, thinking that fighting a Zhenhai Town was a matter of being captured, but the battle lasted so long, a lot of props were paid, and more than 70,000 people were killed and wounded, and the city wall was not breached. But he couldn't back down, he watched the live broadcast, he couldn't afford to lose that person.