Facts have proved that Xiao Yan's method of pulling the indigenous warriors out to fight is not only useful, but also has quite good results.

In fact, just thinking about it, hundreds of villages and tens of thousands of indigenous people can thrive in such a harsh environment in the ruins of the Separation Branch, and they will not be cut off for thousands of years.

In addition to the powerful protection from the stone pillars, they always have several effective means of dealing with the Adversary.

It was as if at this time, when they rushed forward in front of at least two hundred demons, they showed Zhang Dixian, the boss, a good way to show them how they had fought against demons for generations.

This proves that they are not eating rice.

"War, war, war~" such a series of loud shouts came out of the mouths of the natives in an extremely abrupt manner.

Even, Zhang Dixian could hear the indomitable tragedy from these cheers.

It was also in these earth-shattering shouts that all the indigenous warriors burst out with the power of their bloodlines at the same time.

Suddenly, fierce birds of prey such as mountain eagles, golden-eyed eagles, sea dongqing, and falcons.

Like the Earth Explosion Bear, the Brocade Leopard, the Red Flame Tiger and many other violent beasts, this variety of lifelike phantoms appeared above their heads.

At a glance, the momentum and appearance are quite extraordinary.

To say that the phantom after the manifestation of the power of the bloodline is not an uncommon thing for Zhang Dixian.

Then, when a layer of blood-like faint red light emerged from the bodies of the indigenous warriors, and finally connected the whole piece, enveloping all of them, Zhang Dixian was a little surprised.

He never imagined that these indigenous warriors, whom he thought he knew better, still had such a unique ability to press the bottom of the box and never show it.

It seems that I still know too little about them before......

By the time the red light mask lit up, the demons had already flown to a very close distance of twenty meters.

However, Zhang Wei couldn't see the slightest panic on the faces of these indigenous warriors, but with Xiao Yan, the boss lady, she commanded in her mouth: "Do it~"

For a moment, the flames, frost, and wind blades in the sky enveloped the space of tens of meters in front of them.

These are two hundred indigenous warriors, as long as they can be released within the bloodline, they all mobilized the power of their bloodline with all their strength in the first time.

As a result, more than a dozen types and hundreds of elemental attacks attacked this demon.

Under such an astonishing density of attacks, the twenty or thirty demons who rushed to the front died on the spot in the blink of an eye in this wave of bloodline power attacks.

Then, in the back position of the time, the demons who dodged this wave of attacks.

They didn't even glance at their fallen comrades, and when the power of the indigenous warrior's bloodline was released, they had already pounced on it, trying to pounce on the indigenous warrior.

It's just that the moment they were about to possess the native warriors, they were stopped by the red light of that layer.

Their wild impact, although the layer of red light shattered, but that layer of red light seemed to be able to withstand a few impacts.

And taking advantage of this opportunity, the two rows of indigenous warriors in front of them stabbed out the bayonets in their hands with a brush.

At this time, the originally bright bayonet was also covered with a thin layer of bright red color, and after being stabbed by such a bayonet, the demons roared in pain......

In less than three minutes, without Zhang Dixian joining the battle, all the demons were wiped out.

It was a small battle, but it was a brutal battle.

Even Zhang Dixian, who has been in battle for a long time and has experienced many scales and scenes, far surpasses the fierce man this time, and he can't help but be a little surprised.

The main reason is the fearlessness shown by the indigenous warriors in battle.

This fearlessness is not only in the face of a formidable opponent, but also in battle, even for the lives of themselves and their colleagues.

Their casualties were massively loud in the last minute.

After being hit several times in a row, the only means of protection they relied on: the blood-colored light mask, was finally shattered.

Almost instantly, more than two dozen indigenous warriors were entered by the demon, and immediately, these indigenous warriors began to stiffen their limbs and their faces were extremely distorted.

The companions around them almost didn't even think much about it, and the same reflex was to pull out the spare bayonet at their waist with one hand.

At the temples of these former companions, it was a bayonet that pierced them directly.

Even if there was a deep pain in their eyes for their companions who had suffered such misfortune, the movements of their hands were not even the slightest hesitation, and there was no such thing as being out of shape.

For thousands of years, and countless ancestors who paid with their lives, the experience gained has already told them:

As long as the demon enters the body, there is no possibility of turning around, and no matter how hard you struggle, it is just to make the process a little longer.

And in order for more people to live, and to make the former colleagues suffer a little less, the best way is to turn it into a lifeless corpse before......

After everything was over, Zhang Wei subconsciously glanced at his domestic mobile phone: the time was 4:42.

In this short period of ten minutes, after the opening of the temporary passage this time, a total of 273 demons who came over, none of them escaped the net, and all of them were destroyed.

As the local people of Hongshan Town, it seems that there are no casualties at all, except for a few unlucky people who accidentally twisted their feet in the rush to evacuate.

Of course, if Zhang Dixian hadn't appeared here, none of these thousands of people would have survived.

Unfortunately, in order to do so, thirty-one of his native warriors were killed, all of whom were killed by their comrades in the first moment of possession.

So in this battle, apart from the war dead, there were no light or serious casualties at all.

Looking at the indigenous warriors who silently carried the bodies of their fallen comrades and lined up in a neat formation again, Zhang Dixian's mood was very complicated for a while.

Because he didn't know whether what he was doing was right or not.

If you look at the numbers, it seems to be very worthwhile to sacrifice 31 people to save a hundred times more people.

It's just a lot of things, and it's not a simple comparison of numbers.

Is it really worth sacrificing his loyal native warriors for the sake of this foreign Meitean?

With this confusion, Zhang Dixian opened the passage back to the ruins of Xizhi and sent Xiao Yan and the others back, and then drove away from here in a car before the people of Hongshan Town returned.