Chen Junlong's eyes shrank. He realized that Satka's robbery of Xiaoxue was a decoy. In fact, Darling's mongrel was in the mind of a person who had the ability to completely destroy the Chinese. Darling's purpose is not known, he wants to turn all 200,000 Chinese into zombies. He needed 200,000 zero-level crystal nuclei to expand his cronies' troops.

"Chen Junlong, I was curious about how strong your patience would be. Now, it seems, that's just it. Just try to move your relatives, and you're going to be desperate. It seems that you don't think your fellow citizens are very important. Darling, who was deep in thought, spoke loudly and provocatively from afar.

With 40,000 to 10,000, although Dalin was sure of victory, he said a few words casually before the battle to reduce the morale of the other party and reduce the possible death of his own troops.

Sure enough, the faces of many people in the Chinese team changed, and their morale decreased.

"Compatriots, brothers, no matter what Darling says, it is a fact that he wants to annihilate us Chinese. It is a fact that he wants to turn 200,000 Chinese into 200,000 zero-level crystal nuclei. We've come to the last minute, why are we thinking so much? Fuck it! Fight one is enough, fight two to earn one! Chen Junlong deserved to be the leader, and quickly grasped the main point to counterattack.

His words worked. When the Chinese want to work hard, 'fighting one is enough to fight for two and earn one' is really the most basic guiding ideology. Listening to Chen Junlong's shout, the Chinese capable people no longer think about what they don't have. They looked at the opposite camp, and a thick murderous aura appeared in their eyes.

"Bad luck! Fire! Darling cursed softly.

With a fierce wave of his hand, he gave the order to fire. Although the heavy artillery can't cause serious damage to those with abilities above level four, if it is hit squarely, it also needs to gamble with God on luck.

At this distance, missiles are not used. Darling gave the order to open fire, in order to gain as much advantage as possible.

'Boom''

Hordes of shells were fired from the artillery positions in the central city, which were smashed towards the Chinese camp.

"Kill it, mix with these bastards. Compatriots who have not awakened, go and storm their ordinary people's areas and earn your lives. Kill! Chen Junlong brandished his sword and rushed forward.

"Kill!" "Kill!" "Kill!"

The Chinese capable man hissed and roared, and rushed forward with red eyes.

"Kill! Kill all these Chinese pigs! "Darling raised a giant slash. Sabre, rushing forward in the first place.

'Bang'''Boom' 'Ah'

The peaceful base turned into a tragic battlefield in an instant. The teams of Indo-Spanish and Chinese-Chinese capable people collided hard.

The sword light and sword shadow flew, and the skill light flickered. The capable ones on both sides fell like wheat harvests. Scraps of flesh and stumps flew everywhere, and the smell of blood quickly spread. Soon rivers of blood flowed on the battlefield. The huge amount of blood turned the wet earth into muddy ground, and it was difficult for people to walk on it.

The Indo-Spanish people were outnumbered in the base, occupying most of the survival materials and cultivation resources. The Chinese received very few cultivation materials. But the Chinese are diligent, and the Chinese are smart. Therefore, although the Chinese capable people can't keep up with the Indo-Westerners in terms of rank, they are not far behind. At this time, the Chinese people fought desperately with a certain heart of death, and their morale was extremely high. Morale has made up for the gap with the Indo-Westerns.

Although the Indo-Spanish had the upper hand on the battlefield, the number of deaths they had not necessarily been less than that of the Chinese, or even slightly more.

Dahlin personally fought against Chen Junlong, the strongest Chinese man. He pressed Chen Junlong to beat, but he couldn't take Chen Junlong for a while.

Seeing the situation on the scene, Darling was furious. By the time he kills all of the more than 10,000 capable Chinese, his troops will probably die by 20,000. And those ordinary Chinese people did not succumb to the bombardment, and they desperately attacked the ordinary residential areas of India and the West. So in the end, I am afraid that there will be no more than 350,000 of these ordinary Chinese people left.

Thirty or fifty thousand zero-level crystal nuclei can only create a few thousand capable people. These competencies also need to be developed with resources and time. But he had to pay for it with 20,000 ready-made troops. Isn't that stupid?

Things went out of the way that was planned, and Darling couldn't understand it. Haven't the Chinese always been docile and submissive? Darling originally thought that with a casual intimidation and a casual attack, the Chinese would obediently give in and be at the mercy of their Indo-Westerners.

Now, this style of painting is wrong.

Dahlin originally wanted to kill Chen Junlong alone to show his personal bravery. Now, this plan doesn't work. He looked down on himself and Chen Junlong. The longer it drags on, the less cost-effective it becomes for him.

"Monkeys, poisonous snakes, mountain frogs, come and solve Chen Junlong together!" Dahlin summoned the three newly promoted fifth-level masters in his army to come and beat Chen Junlong in groups.

This situation has changed abruptly. Chen Junlong already felt struggling to deal with Darin alone. Three fifth-level forces attacked, and Chen Junlong only had time to dodge two, and then was hit in the chest by the last ray of fire.

Chen Junlong's protective field was broken, and a wound the size of a bowl appeared on his chest. At the same time as the smell of meat was permeating, a large stream of blood instantly gushed out.

His body was stunned, and he was almost incapacitated.

'Huh'

Darling's Chop. With a terrible sound of wind, the saber slashed down like Mount Tai pressing down.

Chen Junlong had no way to hide, and he knew that he would die. In his busy schedule, he turned his head and glanced regretfully at his compatriots who were dying one after another, and then looked in the direction of his homeland in the north.

'Wow'

An earth-shattering roar rang out. A huge black shadow was instantly suppressed from the sky with the sound of boundless wind.

'When'

Darling's Chop. The saber was blocked by something. The next moment, chop. The saber turned into several pieces and fell to the ground with a clang. Darling himself was also hit by a strong shock, and he took a few big steps back with a muffled grunt.

The accomplices of monkeys, poisonous snakes, and mountain frogs were also swept away by the strong wind, and they were unsteady on their feet.

Only Chen Junlong, who was in the center of the whirlpool, was unharmed.

The shadow stopped moving.

Everyone raised their eyes in panic, and a big bird like a three- or four-meter-tall divine handsome eagle stood proudly on the spot. The big bird's two pillar-thick legs shimmered with pitch-black metallic light. Its claws are as sharp as a blade.

The big bird's wings were naturally retracted, and its two crystal eyes radiated a terrifying light, looking at everyone present with disdain.

Chen Junlong opened his eyes and saw that the big bird was looking down at him. He wasn't particularly scared, just a little dazed. If I guessed correctly, it was the big bird that saved him. Since you save him, you won't hurt him if you want to come, right? Besides, it's all come to this point, what's the use of being afraid?

Darling and the others looked at the big bird in fear. They could feel the sixth-level coercion on the big bird's body.

God, why is this terrible bird here? This big bird can kill all the people in their Yamane base! Seeing that this big bird seems to have a different attitude towards Chen Junlong, does Chen Junlong have any great backstage support?

Thinking of this, Darling and the others felt even deeper fear in their hearts.

Affected by the big bird, the fighting on the battlefield stopped one after another. Both the Indians and the Chinese looked nervously at the big bird, guessing where the big bird came from.

At this moment, a figure jumped down from the broad back of the big bird. The figure had been blocked by the back of the big bird, making it difficult to see if you weren't paying attention.

After seeing this figure clearly, the doubts in the hearts of Indians, Westerners and Chinese people have been explained.

The outcome of the release of doubt is also different. The Indo-Westerners were discouraged, and the Chinese were ecstatic.

The reason is simple, coming down from the back of the big bird is a handsome young man wearing the uniform of a Chinese general.

If the young man's Asian face makes everyone unsure of his nationality, the Chinese military uniform on his body explains his identity for the first time.

The young man and the big bird are naturally Lin Chen and his mount Feitian.

Lin Chen had come to the top of the mountain base earlier. He didn't act rashly. He wanted to see if the local Chinese were worth his help.

It turned out okay. In any case, the vast majority of the Chinese at the Yamane base made a desperate and bloody move.

Since they were willing to save themselves, Lin Chen didn't mind helping them. Of course, before that, let them die and shed some blood. In this way, they will cherish the hard-won opportunity even more.

Don't say that Lin Chen is ruthless. Lin Chen, he is such a character.

Lin Chen still admires Chen Junlong very much. Chen Junlong is not hypocritical, and he can sacrifice some ordinary people for the sake of the overall situation. But when it comes to his Chen Junlong's relatives, Chen Junlong will be desperate. This is just the same as Lin Chen's principles of life.

So Lin Chen would not let Chen Junlong die.

"You're good. What is your name? Lin Chen looked at Chen Junlong and said with a smile.

"General Hui, my name is Chen Junlong." Chen Junlong covered the bleeding wound on his chest with his hand and said with difficulty.

At this time, the people with the ability to stop fighting around each gathered together, watching Chen Junlong and Lin Chen negotiate nervously.

Except for those who have already entered the Indo-Spanish settlements, most of the ordinary Chinese people have stopped gathering on Chen Junlong's side.

Lin Chen looked at Chen Junlong's wound and took out a fifth-grade mid-grade red potion stock solution.

"Eat this first." Lin Chen handed the red potion to Chen Junlong.

Chen Junlong took the red potion and swallowed it without even thinking about it.

"Brother Long......" Wang Biao exclaimed.

Chen Junlong waved his hand to the back absentmindedly. If the other party wants to be unfavorable to him, he doesn't need to do it himself. It's too simple. What's the hypocrisy?

Lin Chen nodded appreciatively.

"Ah, what do I see? Brother Long's wound is so healed. Good...... ......"

Everyone was stunned by the red potion's miraculous effect.

"Miracle medicine! Definitely a miracle drug! ”

The Indos, seeing the effects of the medicine, greedily and secretly swallowed their saliva. And the Chinese people are already looking at Lin Chen with the eyes of the gods.

Riding a divine bird from the sky and taking out a divine medicine to treat serious injuries, isn't this a fairy?

The Chinese instinctively sensed that things had taken a big turn for the better. Their fate may not be as hopeless as they imagined.