Dawn, half an hour before dawn, and the distant top of the mountains and the sky have turned white, the sea water laps the beach and reef along the coast, the air is filled with water vapor, at the hot spring pass, Feng Chen looked at the bonfire in front of him and was slightly distracted.

A full day had passed since the battle between him and Toyi, and when he returned to the camp unscathed, the whole team cheered and asked how he had killed Toyi.

Xerxes was arrogant and arrogant, but he was also a monarch, and in this era of divine authority, the contest between warriors was extremely sacred, and he had to abide by his treaty, so he happily fulfilled his promise, and on the night of the end of the battle between Sealing Dust and Tuoyi, Xerxes sent someone to bring the head of Epheart, and kept the conditions that Sealing Dust had said before, a one-day truce, according to the messenger, Xerxes was extremely angry, and had now killed three lieutenants, ten non-commissioned officers, and the deputy overseer, As for Epheart, he was killed by the way.

This caused a carnival of all the Spartan elites, and the burden in Feng Chen's heart fell slightly, at least Epheal did not succeed in telling the secret of the back road, and it should be that the more than 2,000 Arcadians were recalled to the hot spring pass two-thirds, and the remaining one-third of the Arcadians continued to stay on the back road, just in case of emergency.

And the arrow of death has been obediently staying at the elbow of Feng Chen's right hand, and the bow of Apollo has been thrown away by Feng Chen, and then stored in his own space storage ring, without knowing how to use it, he can only put it for the time being.

Although all the Spartan elites were celebrating the victory of Dust, Dusty and Leonidas knew best in their hearts that everything they were doing now would only anger Xerxes even more, and the difference in strength between the two sides was very large, and today, it was the real battle.

Having prepared himself for a long time, Leonidas suddenly walked over, picked up the beautifully made silver cup and threw it over, and exhaled heavily.

"It's going to be even crazier today than the day before yesterday." Leonidas took out another apple from somewhere and nibbled on half of it.

"Don't worry, we'll be crazier than they are." Feng Chen squinted at the junction of the hot spring pass and the cliff path, where a human wall four or five meters high towered.

This human wall was built yesterday with the corpses of the Persians, and during the masonry, Feng Chen refused to help, because he really couldn't stand the disgusting smell of the corpses that had been left for a long time.

Dawn is still dawn, but there is a trace of orange red in the white belly of the fish in the distance.

The cold wind was like a cold and arrogant elf, and she held a veil of ice slag in her hand and gently brushed everyone away, and a cool air arose.

Feng Chen stared at the sea in the distance for a long time, there was no intervention in the plot of the movie, Xerxes's immortal undead army really appeared at night, and his own intervention should have postponed their appearance, it should be today.

At this moment, an Arcadian stationed in front trotted over, and his face was solemn.

"Persia has sent an army!"

Feng Chen and Leonidas glanced at each other, got up and walked to the human wall, Feng Chen jumped up, and watched, on the path of the cliff, the dense Persian army was marching here.

They were different from all the Persian troops, they were dressed in abyss-black armor, the whole army was dressed like this, all of their faces were obscured by a ghost-faced metal mask, each of them carried two diagonal blades, and the military flag they held was black, and the logo was unclear, and the whole team was silent, dead and silent, like a demon army coming out of hell, or a black devil full of ominous burials for the enemy.

"The undead, the elite of the Persian elite, the guards of Xerxes, it is said that they have wandered in darkness for five hundred years, their eyes like night, their teeth like the fangs of wild beasts, soulless, and painless." Capton said as he turned his head to Seal Dust with a heavy face.

"It is estimated that many people will die in this battle." The dust is silent, and the arms are mutually restrained.

The three major arms of ordinary warfare are mutually restrictive, infantry is spearmen, spearmen are cavalry, and cavalry is infantry and Sparta is a heavy spearman, and the undead army is infantry.

The Spartan 300 elite showed that they were not weaker than the modern army, and in just two minutes, everyone performed their duties, and some of the Spartan elites were arranged behind the human wall, close to the human wall, and the dust was really standing behind the smell.

The sound of footsteps was getting closer and closer, and a strong aura and ominous feeling hung over everyone's hearts, and the commander of the undead army who led the team stood in front of the tall human wall and waved his hand to stop the march.

At this time, a fierceness rose in the eyes of the Spartan elite who was mixed with the human wall.

"Now! Push!! Leonidas shouted, and all the Spartan elites hidden in the corpse wall suddenly exerted their strength.

The cliff path is extremely narrow, up to two carriages can drive side by side, at the intersection of the cliff path to build a corpse wall is undoubtedly the wisest choice, the Persian army wants to pass the cliff path must open the corpse wall, and once you open the corpse wall will definitely be blocked by the Spartans, so, relying on the terrain, no matter what the Persian army does, the Spartans can take the advantage, except for the extremely secret path.

The wall of corpses collapsed, and the corpses of countless Persians poured down like a torrent, and the leader of the undead army was drowned under the pile of corpses before he could react, and when he tried to push the corpses away, he was greeted by a bloodstained spear.

Leonidas stabbed his spear into the neck of the undead leader with precision, bringing out a splash of blood, and his roar rang in the ears of all the Spartan elites.

"Now! Let's put their names to the test!! ”

"Roar!!" Astinos took the lead, his muscles bulging, and the spear in his hand pierced through an undead soldier in front of him, as if he had eyes in the back of his head, and instantly turned around and raised his shield, and a sharp blade cut a spark on his shield.

Everywhere was the sound of roars and weapons piercing through the flesh, and it was as if Feng Chen heard the sad and majestic chant of the pure maiden in the distance again to pray for the blessing of the march.

Turning on the claw form, the dust seal was like a dark elf, his speed was exerted to the extreme, and his fighting spirit and blood were infused with power, and his legs were infused with power, popping out like cannonballs, and two cracks like spider web veins intertwined on the ground where he left.

"Pounce!" The classic move that originated from the claw form in the torture was used here, and an undead army who was about to succeed in a sneak attack was turned into an afterimage to attack Feng Chen's left claw with a fierce wave, instantly turning into two.

Like a tiger falling into a pack of wolves, sealing the dust and opening and closing, using the advantage of the claw form to harvest everywhere, he even defeated the undead army for a while.

Seeing that Dax (Sealed Dust) was so brave, all the Spartan elites showed a desire not to admit defeat, and they fought harder.

But at this time, the first Spartan elite of this war was finally killed, and he bravely pierced the throat of the undead with his spear, but the undead showed extremely high combat quality and cooperation, and the undead army on the side used his companion as bait, and cut off his head with a sharp blade that flashed cold light at the moment when his spear was not drawn.

Feng Chen saw it in his eyes, and his anger rose from his heart, this Spartan elite was a hearty uncle, and he kept telling himself yesterday that he would have time to have a discussion with him, but he died in front of him in a blink of an eye.

Although the countdown to existence had already begun to ring in his mind, Feng Dust decided to kill the undead first.

Bringing out pieces of blood, Sealing Dust went straight to the undead army, and Leonidas saw this move, he pulled out the spear on the corpse, and a trace of madness leaked from under his helmet.

Although it is a taboo for the lone army to go deep, but Feng Chen still ignores it, he shouted angrily, and launched a pounce again, the undead army was cut off by the waist, but he also went deep into the undead army, and the undead army frantically rushed towards Feng Chen, Feng Chen could not resist the blades coming from all directions, and there were many colors on his body, especially on the chest, where the knife edge was along the left chest to under the right rib, and the bones were deeply visible.

As the elite of Persia, almost everyone's strength hovers around F+, which is on par with the elite of Sparta, and if it weren't for the claw form relying on speed, and a part of his body can be used as a weapon, he would have become a dead corpse under the encirclement.

After being killed, Feng Chen didn't dare to stay longer, and kicked the undead army close to the cliff path off the cliff with one kick, and then bounced up and rushed out of the encirclement.

But the act of sealing the dust did not have the slightest effect, but instead angered the undead army, who became more and more tenacious, and more and more of the Spartan elite fell.

Tragically, every time a Spartan elite kills an undead army, four or five undead soldiers surround him, and then stab him to death with a sharp blade, and the battlefield is full of corpses of Spartan elites and undead soldiers.

"Bang!!" A loud noise came from behind Dust, and it turned out that he hadn't noticed that the undead army was circling behind him, and Stelios blocked him with his shield and killed him cleanly.

The two of them looked around back to back, and an endless stream of undead troops poured into the battlefield from the front, and Stelios spat out a bloody scar on his left leg, and he let out a bloody spit.

"Dax, it seems that you are old, and the enemies behind the detour have not noticed."

In such a scene, he went to the battlefield with his friends, throwing his head and spilling blood, or shrouding himself in horse leather, or dying on the battlefield, Feng Chen had already thrown the main quest aside in his heart, and the aria of Heratia under the moonlight sounded in his mind.

"The wind can't remember our names, but soon everyone will! Today we will fight to the death! ”

This is also the original intention of the existence to arrange this mission, the road of evolution is extremely long, countless dangers, the slightest carelessness is forever doomed.

Only without fear of life and death can we walk!!

"Haha! Stelios," Sealing Dust blocked an incoming blade, and behind the sparks that overflowed after the collision of the weapons was a sharp, murderous face, "Today, let's have a good time!" ”

The battlefield with the roar of weapons resounded with the resolute and frantic roar of Stelius, "Just what I want!" ”

Leonidas threw his spear in a rage, his arms covered in flesh and blood scars, but they didn't affect his domineering presence.

All the surviving Spartan elites were fighting bloodily, and the cliff path was their solid shield, and the Spartan elites who were not completely killed by the undead army tried their best to use their bodies as shields to cover their comrades.

Their spears are roaring, the earth is trembling, they are fearless, they are courageous!

Dusty and Stelios, who were exhausted, gasped, the mane on his helmet was already stained with blood, Dusty took off his helmet, threw it aside, and looked around, a sea of corpses and blood.

The white of the fish's belly in the dim sky in the distance was finally dyed with blood, and the dawn finally passed, and the sun sprinkled with blood all over this dark land, and the dragon-like mountains stretched endlessly, showing the majesty.

And this battle to the death, this evenly matched battle to the death, this battle to the death that lost most of the Spartan elite, has just begun its harvest.