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Hanggaru and Hangzana are both shooters from Hangbu, but the former is an ordinary shooter, while the latter has become a precious marksman with his three-point talent and seven-point effort.

The two of them were lucky not to be affected by the fire of the previous day, and now they were climbing to a tall tree and holding a pergola to look into the distance.

"Tut-tut, you see, those 100 people are really like sculptures, but there are more than 2,000 people on the opposite side, and there are heavy horses, but their faces don't change color and don't move." Hang Galu praised again and again.

The shock in Hanzana's heart was no less than his, but his temperament was more calm and he would not speak easily.

Originally, Hang Rile ordered everyone to strictly guard the camp, but since these two people knew about the existence of the Resurrection Guard, they couldn't control their curiosity, the former Resurrection Guard no longer existed, and they wanted to witness the first battle of the rise of the Divine Guard that had destroyed them.

"Don't make a noise, move!"

Hanzana stopped Hanggaru's shouting, and looked with bated breath at the 100 black-armored people who had been motionless before, and quickly turned into two strands, and greeted the Praetorian Guards like lightning.

"It's going to ...... Outflank? ”

Hanzana was no longer calm and dumbfounded.

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Shi Tongguang only felt that the blood all over his body was surging into his head, and he suddenly pulled out the scimitar on his waist and shouted: "Rush, kill all these traitors, this handsome man will personally ask for credit for you!" ”

"Whew"

The Praetorian Guards accompanying him were inspired by his words, and seeing that there were only a few hundred people in front of them, they all had the chance to win, and they rushed forward without any rules.

The ironclad guards in the army were not as reckless as the Praetorian Guards, and they had also calmed the chaos, and the leader of the thousand-man ironclad guards was the adjutant of Agudam, named Uyanga.

He remembered that before leaving, he had received a message from Bahule, asking him to be vigilant and pay attention to whether there was any peculiarity in the opponent's combat methods.

Bahule's message was not very clear, but Uyanga took it to heart.

Seeing the forbidden army rushing forward, he did not order the ironclad guards to follow, but cautiously maintained the original speed, and dispatched the heavy armor battalion to the sides of the team, which can be described as very cautious.

Shi Tongguang took the lead, wielding the scimitar in his hand, as if what was waiting for him in front of him was not the enemy, but the battle exploits.

"Give Ben Shuai his life!"

The Praetorian Guards, dressed in bright silver armor, were like a mass of white sand, and they rose up against the two black streams, although they were disorganized, they were better than the crowd.

Cui Chengse shrank back cautiously, gradually moving away from the large force of the Praetorian Guard, and before he could breathe a sigh of relief, he caught a glimpse of more than a thousand ironclad guards not far behind him, and the fear faded and became angry.

"Uyanga, you disobeyed the boss's orders?"

As if finding a catharsis for his cowardice, Cui Cheng shouted extremely justifiably and loudly.

The expected panic did not appear, and Uyanga seemed to not hear him at all, his eyes widened wider and wider, and his pupils shrank suddenly.

"What kind of army is this!" Blurt out.

Cui Cheng snorted coldly, but he also looked back at the sound, and immediately trembled, his legs were weak and he almost fell off the horse.

The Praetorian Guards, who were still jubilant and shouting, seemed to have become lambs to the slaughter in front of that group of people, and before they could even parry, they were smashed by short axes and spears, and flesh and blood flew everywhere.

Shi Tongguang, who was running at the forefront, had long been unable to see his body, only a head full of horror and disbelief, high on a flagpole, and blood slowly slid down the flagpole, which was very terrifying.

"Lord, Lord, Boss"

After a long time, Cui Chengcai let out a heart-rending scream, and his thighs were soaked.

However, the black-armored soldiers of the hundred people did not make the slightest sound during the whole process, and their faces were cold, as if it was not a person who died under their butcher's knife, but just some local chickens and dogs, and their chopping movements were the same, flowing smoothly, without pausing at all, and even as if they didn't feel tired at all.

On the other hand, the Praetorian Guards, ghosts cry wolves, farts and urine, and even more are already separated from each other, and they can no longer make a sound.

"Pass my order, and the whole army will retreat!"

Uyanga shouted in distraught, tightened the reins violently, and turned around with his horse, "Withdraw!" Remove! Withdraw to Yongdu immediately! ”

Ignoring Cui Cheng, who was distraught, the horsewhip in Wuyanga's hand was pumping fast, and at this moment, he finally knew why Bahule would send such an inexplicable message, and why he gave away the great credit in the eyes of everyone.

Where are these people, it's clearly a bunch of killing machines.

If it was just like that, but in Wuyanga's heart, a name that was so loud that he was silenced had already surfaced......

"Resurrection and Defense"

"The world is silent!"

Behind the ironclad guards who fled in a hurry, an earth-shattering roar sounded, completely destroying the last vestiges of Uyanga's luck.

Oh my God, it's the Resurrection Guard, it's really the Resurrection Guard!

Wuyanga didn't even need to go back to know that the group of Praetorian Guards, I am afraid that not a single living person would be gone, and the noble children and soldiers who were still alive and vigorous a few hours ago had all turned into corpses.

Resurrection Guard, Resurrection Guard.

Uyanga can't wait for the war horse under him to regenerate four legs, and he wants to bring this news back, so that the resurrection guard, who is not silent in the world, is still there.

It's in Mo Chen's hands.

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On a high platform.

The corners of Mo Chen's mouth curled, higher and higher, and finally a bright smile bloomed, which made his handsome face more outstanding.

On the other hand, Hangrile and Dalanemin.

The former was better except for his inexplicable heaviness, while the latter had already covered his mouth tightly with his hands, and his big eyes were frightened, uneasy and reverent.

They all grew up listening to the legend of the Resurrection Guard, and they used to be exaggerated by others, but now they really see it with their own eyes to understand what kind of existence the Resurrection Guard is.

Zuo gradually smiled lightly and turned to Mo Chen: "I told you to pick up a big bargain, if it is an ironclad elite soldier, I am afraid it will not be able to achieve such a good effect." ”

Mo Chen looked at the resurrected guards who were cleaning up the battlefield, and the pride in his eyes could no longer be suppressed: "This is just the beginning. ”

Zuo gradually retracted his smile and turned to a positive color: "Those who fled behind should be the Iron Guard, and the leader is an alert one, it won't be long before the name of the Resurrection Guard will spread all over the world, and you will have no way out." ”

Mo Chen bowed his head slightly: "The Southern Emperor will know, the Han Kingdom will know, and the Kandi Xiao Minghao will also know." But ......"

His tone changed sharply, "When have I ever retreated?" ”

Zuo gradually didn't make a sound, stretched out a hand and put it on Mo Chen's shoulder, patted it twice, and everything was silent.

"Fushengwei is really good, I am not unjustly lost."

After a long time, Hang Rile let out a sigh, and today, his mustard for the resurrection guard has finally been removed. The grassland is a place where heroes are respected, and this group of people deserves the word hero.

"Congratulations to His Highness on his victory in the first battle!"

Dalanemin saluted solemnly and respectfully.

Mo Chen smiled at the two and nodded.

Zuo gradually suddenly thought of something, and interjected coldly: "By the way, why didn't you see Di'er?" ”

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