Qinghong dug out the projectile that had blasted into him again.

Only this time, he didn't have the calm and calm he had before, and his hands were a little shaky.

The light of order raged inside him twice, and his bodily functions were damaged like never before.

It's all irreversible damage. The injury was so deep that Qinghong regretted why she had to get involved in Qingang's affairs.

And what made Qinghong really feel unbelievable, the kick he kicked out when he was injured was enough to kick a fellow clan like Qingang half to death, but the mecha and the Qin Shi inside had nothing to do at all.

And it seems that Lao Tie is more ferocious than before, his combat skills are very orderly, and his strength is strong, not at all like the appearance of the pilot being injured and the mecha being damaged.

This made Qinghong feel unacceptable.

He used his strength again to seal the wound. Raising his pace, he slowly walked towards Lao Tie. Only this time, he was no longer in a hurry to make a move, but was observing Qin Shi's battle.

Qinghong, who has suffered two big losses, naturally knows that the enemy he faces is no longer as easy to deal with as the mecha of the human race and the ancestors, and if he wants to clean up the other party, pure brute force is not advisable. He had already had two blood lessons, and it was not appropriate to do it again, and his body could not bear more damage.

If he was bombarded into his body by the strange rainbow light again, this time, I am afraid that he would not be able to suppress his injuries, so he could only leave this side of the battlefield in advance.

It was not only his health and strength that were damaged, but also his status and reputation. In the future, he will not be able to hold his head up in the royal family.

The clansmen will not sympathize with him because of what happened to him, but will only take advantage of his weakness to tear enough benefits from him. If he wants to defend his dignity, reputation, and interests, he must not take a step back from the battlefield today, and in the next war, the part of his forces must also show more ferocity and show his majesty, so as to deter those in the tribe who are eyeing him.

Looking at the corpses of cannon fodder soldiers piled up at Lao Tie's feet, Qinghong was expressionless. Low-level Brahma warriors are originally pure consumables, which is not only a popular view among emperors and high-level Brahma powerhouses, but low-level Brahma warriors are also very aware of their status and identity.

It is impossible to say that there is no resentment and resentment. However, in the rules of the clan where strength is respected and no matter where they come from, the best way out for low-level Brahma warriors is to make war exploits on the battlefield, gain more strength and rewards, improve their strength, and become high-level rulers step by step.

Every time the power of the first order is raised, the treatment is completely different, this is an extremely fair way of distributing benefits, and it has long been deeply rooted in the bloodline of every Brahman.

So in the war, the low-level Brahma warriors always charged into battle without fear of death. And in every war, there are always a few Van Po warriors who have made a breakthrough in strength, or have accumulated merits that can be exchanged for enough upgrade materials, and finally get better treatment.

"Six thousand......

Qinghong silently counted the numbers in her heart.

In less than half an hour, more than six thousand low-level Brahma warriors turned into silent corpses at Lao Tie's feet. This is pure cannon fodder below the fifth order, from the fifth order to the eighth order, the casualties are close to three hundred, but the strong people of the seventh and eighth orders have some ability to protect themselves, as long as they are not killed by Qin Shi's blow, they can always escape with injuries, the Fanpo clan has a strong ability to recover themselves, not the damage caused by the light of order, for them, they can recover, and they have time to recover.

"Very good warrior ......"

Even Qinghong has to admit at this time that Qin Shi, who controls Lao Tie, is a good enough warrior. Of course, Qin Shi's strength is essentially based on the extraordinary combat power of Lao Tie's mecha. But the machine itself is one of the extensions of man's own power.

"No matter what the cost, kill ...... Or capture him alive! ”

Qinghong gave the order again. This order is extremely similar to the order given by Qing Ang to the high-level Brahma powerhouse before. It's just that Qing Ang didn't think about killing Qin Shi, he even wanted to get a way to break the damage of the Light of Order from Qin Shi, but Qing Hong didn't think about it so much.

Qinghong's vision and strength are much higher than Qingang's, judging from his own injuries, this kind of injury cannot be cured at all, what can be healed is only a flesh wound, this injury, almost every Fanpo clan can heal on their own. There is no need to leave Qin Shi alive.

As for asking the secret of the Light of Order from Qin Shi's mouth, Qinghong also felt that it was unnecessary. In any intelligent race, when facing the catastrophe of annihilation, there will always be a small elite who tries to turn the tide and save the world. Their efforts often bring a lot of trouble to the Brahman, but in the end, they are not useless, and their efforts often end up being a collection in the treasure house of the Brahmana royal family or the strong.

Qinghong's treasure trove is full of such wisdom crystallization. And just now, Qinghong also fell in love with Lao Tie and the two super artifacts used by Lao Tie. These can be regarded as the crystallization of the wisdom of the ancestors and the human race in order to save the fate of destruction.

But, that's all.

"Die!"

Qin Shi let out a big breath, although Chen Ji Jue was running, and the Force was constantly being released, sustaining his battle, but in fact, his body was already tired.

Qin Shi relied on his iron will to maintain his battle without slackening, and even broke through his offensive speed and defensive strength again and again.

One by one, the eighth-order Brahma was slain by the Scythe of Destruction.

In the end, this hunting group, the remaining half of the Fanpo powerhouses collapsed without a fight, retreated in panic, and let the commanders in the rear roar again and again, and finally under the interference of Qing Ang, a tenth-order Fanpo powerhouse who was pressed by two rushed towards Qin Shi with twelve ninth-order Fanpo.

"Qinghong! You just sit back and watch my people die in battle?! ”

Qing Ang looked at Qing Hong, who was standing by and watching, and scolded loudly. Distracted, he was nearly shattered by Charlemagne's Gatling.

As if she hadn't heard Qing Ang's words, Qinghong still stared at Qin Shi, her footsteps approaching, but she didn't immediately join the battle. Having suffered two big losses, he already knew that Qin Shi's mecha still had the ability to launch one or two attacks on him, and the probability that he could avoid it was not very large.

But Qinghong is also very clear about one thing. The mecha had huge drawbacks and consumed a lot of energy, and he didn't believe that the mecha in front of him could conduct long-term high-intensity battles.

This is the best tactic Qinghong can think of. Use a large number of cannon fodder regiments to encircle and suppress the mech, and do not let the mecha leave the battlefield until all the kinetic energy of the mecha is consumed.

At that time, the pilot in the mecha, he wanted to see if there was any other way to escape from the battlefield?

Thinking of this, a cruel smile appeared on Qinghong's face. He has lived for countless years, but he has accumulated a lot of good skills to torture foreign races, and he decided to use these methods on Qin Shi after capturing Qin Shi.