Chapter Seventy-Five: Wolf Smoke

"These dogs really can calm down! I was stunned to save so many elemental cannons for the end. ”

"This firepower means that the alien race has at least 20 or more elemental cannons." Most of the Flying Bear's team survived, and they were apprehensive when they saw the tragic scene in all directions.

The Terran infantry phalanx suffered heavy casualties, and the bloodless alien soldiers wiped out 20,000 soldiers with the firepower of the elemental cannon alone, and some were temporarily injured by the shock wave and did not die.

"Keep attacking!" The commander in command of the infantry phalanx shouted, and the aliens would give them a dismount when they came up. Now you must kill the opposing team before the next round of shelling.

"Do as I say, don't get separated!" Flying Bear said in the chaotic crowd that about 10 redeemers had died in the team, and that one of the mages had confessed in the shockwave.

Cheng Ling added a bite to Su Ming, and with a bunch of buffs added to him, Su Ming followed everyone and rushed towards the alien legion again, the injuries in his body will recover slowly, as long as he doesn't encounter a strong enemy, he won't have an accident.

Catapults and ballistas clumbly move through the queue, and they still need to advance the distance to reach range.

After the Elemental Cannon is fired, it takes a long time to cool down the rune device inside, and if the rune device overheats, it will explode on its own.

What is the scene of the 800,000 troops marching out? At least Su Ming didn't see the boundaries of the legion, except for people and people!

The Terran infantry phalanx spread from the plains to the opposite position, and the alien white legions also met the charging enemy with their spears raised.

Billliver was a little surprised to see the damage to the legions in the rear, but the losses were acceptable.

When the Terran light cavalry came into range, they pulled their bowstrings and threw them freely at the enemy inside, and dense arrows fell from the sky, killing thousands of alien cavalry with a single shot.

The Heavy Cavalry was the first to collide, and Billliver's longsword slashed at the masked man's toothed sword, and the opposing mount shattered the leg bone directly in this attack.

The masked man fell from his mount and stood steadily on the ground. Billliver jumped off his mount as well, leaving it to run for its life. It's not that Billliver loves face, it's impossible to let the whole army commander run into battle.

"Huh!" Bill's sword slashed through an alien general who wanted to attack, and the alien's body split in half along with the weapon.

The two of them disappeared from the ground at the same time, and a sound of grinding iron and stone was heard, and Biller's blade rested on the other's toothed sword.

"Boring!" The two blades unleashed incredible speed and force, each slashing like a thunderclap. Biller's bright figure was like a vague lightning bolt, and few people on the field could see his movements.

The masked man was not inferior in the slightest, his toothed sword was as heavy as thunder, and the two figures quickly killed a large clearing on the ground. A Lingyuan warrior looked at his body below in astonishment, his head was slashed by the toothed sword, and his body slowly extinguished the light of Lingyuan energy.

The Masked Man seems to have been born to kill, and his moves are aimed at Billliver's vital point from start to finish.

There was no superfluous action at all in this kind of master contest, and it was not long before both sides were injured in the opponent's attack.

The commanders of the cavalry legions on both sides slaughtered their enemies, and they found their opponents against each other, and Conche Snaith watched his commander fight against a lanky alien commander, and he wanted to help, but he couldn't do it.

The alien dogs pounced on their horses with their fangs open, but they were kicked by the hooves. The Terran generals in the front row were blocked by a group of high-attribute aliens, and the iron horsemen in all directions fell to each other in the charge.

The Terran cavalry picked off the dogs' backs, spears poked and pierced, spears pierced, horses neighed, dogs howled, and all kinds of sounds formed a slaughtering movement.

The infantry phalanxes on both sides came from the rear of the cavalry, Su Ming's injuries had recovered to 70% health, and the injuries on his internal organs were still slowly repairing.

The injuries of bones and internal organs were difficult to recover quickly, and Su Ming's other teammates had no life, so they could only rely on potions to slowly repair. Healing potions are very precious in the Void Realm, and not everyone has prepared a lot like Su Ming. Some people can only exchange potions from the exchange shop when they run out of potions.

Su Ming and a large group of soldiers rushed into the chaotic battlefield, and the light cavalry of the Gaio Legion also shot the canines and horsemen on the perimeter, and the alien race that cooperated with the heavy cavalry defense line quickly suffered heavy casualties.

A row of bright spiritual energy flickered in front of the military array, and these Terran generals were like tigers entering a flock of sheep when they encountered alien soldiers.

The generals of the alien race are not soft persimmons, and the number of dead and wounded soldiers under their swords is equally difficult to calculate.

It was impossible to find an evenly matched opponent in this kind of melee, and Su Ming killed the enemies that could be seen around the team. The other melee fighters didn't dare to covet points, and firmly protected a group of output healers in the center of the team.

Flying Bear's staff emitted bright fireballs, and several other mages also cast their skills in the direction he cast them.

In front of him were ordinary alien soldiers, and Han Feng's sharp blade cut through those spears like vegetables. The sword light and cold flow in the spear forest gun array, and all the alien soldiers that Su Ming could touch died under his hands.

The catapults and ballistas behind had reached their range, and the boulders were splashed with fire oil and flew from the catapults to the alien legions inside. Some boulders did not explode when they fell to the ground, but instead rolled with inertia.

The aliens who died under the boulder were all turned into meat pies, and this was not over, the Terran ballista had already released the power of the machine spring, and a large rain of arrows was densely inserted into the alien camp.

These arrows pinned the striking aliens to the ground, and the aliens above wailed in pain every time they moved.

"Puff puff!"

In Su Ming's panicked eyes, those elemental shells bombarded the light cavalry on the periphery, and Gaio's most elite cavalry legion was killed or wounded in two rounds of artillery bombardment!

Holding the idea of the dead friend Mo dying in the poor way, Su Ming mourned for the group of light cavalry.

The alien race is a proud and arrogant race, they disdain to use the weapons of war invented by the Terrans, ballistas, catapults and other things that can be created by the aliens, but they do not learn the ideas of the Terrans.

The mages of the Empire appeared, and they gathered the elements around them under heavy protection. The aliens have great cannons, and the Terrans also have heavy firepower.

These Imperial Mages have elemental skills that are a little less powerful than elemental cannons and have a longer cooldown, but! They can move as they please.

As bright orbs of elemental light flew by, thousands of alien soldiers flew into the sky in the shockwave. The number of people on both sides is too much, and a random large-range skill can kill 1,800 people.

The speed at which the merit points of Flying Bear and several mages have risen is no longer a rocket, this has become a spaceship. The top 10 of the merit list are all mages, there are 16 mages in the top 20, and the rest are some long-range firepower redeemers.

"Firestorm!"

"Flame Tornado!"

"Bone-Eater!"

……

Fire is the fastest element to deal damage on the battlefield, and it can burn people and block areas.

The surrounding human soldiers were trying to stay away from Su Ming's team, there were several mages in this team, and there were no general-level masters to disturb them, and these people were almost drinking mana potions and putting their skills.

The speed at which they gained points was far greater than the speed at which they were consumed, and the excited expression on Flying Bear's face was almost overwhelmed.

Han Feng easily split the chest of an alien race, and with a twist of his sword, he slashed at two spears that pierced him. With a "sonorous" sword blade, an iron sword was cut off, and Su Ming took advantage of the situation to cut off the opponent's head.

After the injuries on his body gradually recovered, Su Ming rose to the occasion. A steady stream of soldiers poured towards him all around, and Su Ming accepted all these points at a small price.

"Awesome! If you continue to kill like this, you won't be able to make up enough potions for the next two worlds. One of the members of the Flying Bear said excitedly.

The three mages in the team had medicine bottles in their mouths and concentrated on setting fire to the monsters. The heavy cavalry in the central area has been dragged by the opponent, and the dog cavalry is completely unable to rush under this kind of force.

The cavalry of both armies were red-eyed, and Conche Snaith was covered in blood, and his sword struggled to cut down an alien general under the dog.

"Hahaha! A man is born in the world, when the horse gallops, kill everywhere! ”

"Poof!" Conche Snaith's sword slashed off the head of an alien soldier, his body covered in scars, and the black blood almost covered the light of the spirit energy.

The heavy cavalry on both sides began to break through on both sides, and if the battle continued to fight to the death, I am afraid that even the framework of the legion would be gone.

The cannon in the rear of the alien race was still releasing bright shells, and the cannon fell into the crowd behind, and some hapless rangers were also implicated.

This was already the fifth wave of cannon salvos, and the fierce battle lasted for an hour, and almost 100,000 Terran soldiers died under the cannons.

This time, the alien race took out all the energy crystals that had been accumulated for hundreds of years, and they were willing to pay enough for the sake of the heart of nature.

Conche Snaith fought his way out of the encirclement, following his heavy cavalry commander around the rear of the aliens. They want to destroy this group of cannons, and the Terrans may lose if they let the other side fire them.

As soon as the Terran heavy cavalry left, the pressure immediately fell on the infantry legion, and the dogs jumped on the crowded ground, and the aliens on the dogs' backs brandished their spears, piercing the human soldiers below one by one.

"Boss, the cavalry is coming!" A catapult standing remotely in the rear, and through his line of sight, the alien cavalry was breaking apart the infantry phalanx of human resistance little by little.

"! What about our cavalry? Flying Bear asked in the team channel.

"I saw the leading commander leading the team to the back of the alien race, definitely to destroy the alien cannon."

"Gan! Defensive formations! Both Tan and Melee are back! Flying Bear shouted around.

"Flying Bear, you mages eat meat, so you need us to drink some soup in melee combat, right?" A melee with a twin blade asked Flying Bear dissatisfied, saying that he didn't see the information on the team's channel.

"The cavalry of the alien race is coming, and they want to drink you at will!" Flying Bear said with a small glare at the melee combat.