Tens of thousands of slave legions were wiped out, something that had never been done in the last decade when the slave legions had gained the upper hand. Although the resistance of the Terrans has always been a struggle for every inch of land, and the loss of the slave army is also very large, there has never been a single one like this one who has come back alive.

Mermel quietly looked at the human race in front of him, and outside he enjoyed the superior conditions no less than the senior generals of the Nami Divine Armor Army. In front of him, he is still a dog, and the human race is the human race, and he is as humble as a man.

"Wolf Dance, how do you explain this?" After a long time, Mermel admired the fear and trembling of the human beings in front of him, and was fully satisfied, and then asked lightly.

"Commander, the Terrans are really cunning, for this matter, I have informed all the soldiers to advance again with a million heavy troops, this time we must take down the Shattered Star Domain." Wolf Dance said with trepidation.

"Millions? Okay, I'll give you this chance. Mermel said lightly.

Wolf Dance fell to his knees and wept in tears, looking very grateful.

Three days later, the so-called million heavy soldiers, under the deployment of Wolf Dance, mobilized a full two million forces, which is almost one-eighth of the current strength of the slave corps, and the black pressure is a piece, floating on the periphery of the Shattered Star Field. Just wait for the wolf dance to give an order, and two hundred alien slaves will crush everything here like locusts.

Everything is a joke in the face of absolute power, the Nami tribe is so powerful, these people still want to resist, it is they who don't know whether they are alive or dead, but themselves, enjoying the treatment of the nobles of the Nami tribe, can walk freely in this starry sky. That's what wisdom is to live.

Wolf Dance looked ahead with disdain. Stretching out his hand and pointing forward gently, the two million Terran legions quickly rushed towards the dense fog in the large array.

Qiming's expression was very complicated, and a tired look appeared on his face. Two million Terrans, is this going to be gone? Why do the Terrans still kill each other at such a time? He couldn't figure it out, but he also knew that the outcome of retreating would only lead to the complete destruction of everything his master's plan.

Qiming completely handed over all the command to Xiongwen. Because he knew that Xiongwen's choice might be right. And Qiming is relieved to be with Panshan as the strongest fighter, assisting on the side.

There was a cruel smile on the corner of Xiongwen's mouth. Looking at the slave army in front of him, he said coldly: "The time has come for revenge, brothers. Don't think of yourself as an army of gods, think about the moment when we were slaves, everything was to survive, they didn't let us live, then what should we do! ”

"Kill!" A powerful killing intent spread wantonly with a hysterical roar.

Wolf Dance's body was stunned, and the powerful killing intent made his heart instantly limited and fearful. How is it possible, how can the Terrans have such killing intent.

Looking at it again, the same is true for several people around us, Wolf Dance gritted his teeth and said that we crawled out of the pile of dead people, and now the only freedom is in front of us. For the sake of our descendants, for our survival, kill!

Everyone had red eyes and stepped forward directly from the killing. Tens of thousands of figures suddenly appeared in front of them, and the law bombardment rushed over without warning, and for a while, the slave legions that rushed up fell one by one.

These people, after the fight, retreated directly, and suddenly made the wolf who had suffered a loss almost vomit blood, and this wave of attacks directly lost nearly 10,000 people.

"Catch them and don't let one go!" Wolf Dance raised the spear in his hand and roared. The lowly Terrans will only sneak attack, but this time they will not attack the previous 100,000, but 2 million legions, and they will die.

Like wolves smelling blood, the Slave Legion rushed towards the rapidly retreating crowd in the distance.

Liu Ping didn't look back at all, in the plan, if these people bite to death, it would be the best, but if they don't chase the slave army, Liu Ping will stop. At the same time, Liu Ping was also disdainful in his heart, Xiongwen's movements were getting slower and slower.

Xiongwen did not participate in the battle as a commander, and was placed next to the boss's clone, staring intently at what was happening in the mirror.

Panshan is already ready next to it. Thor's hammer was raised high, and the other hand was already ready, just waiting for an order to bombard directly. The divine power in Qiming's body completely burst out, and his eyes flashed with confusion.

Outside the ambush circle, the members of the 100,000 Divine Hidden Clan, holding their breath, waited silently. The two million legions in front of them were crushed by black pressure. It seems that every time you fall, you are trampling on the heart mountain. Very depressing.

Time passes in minutes, seconds, and seconds. Liu Ping took the Divine Punishment team to act as a bait, in order to be more realistic, Liu Ping took the lead in discarding the war knife in his hand, and the speed was a little faster.

Looking at the terrans fleeing in embarrassment in front of him, the corners of Wolf Dance's mouth showed mockery. It's still vulnerable. Even the weapons have been discarded, these people will always be lambs, how can they compare to their own warriors who crawled out of the pile of dead.

Running and running, Liu Ping suddenly stopped, turned his head, and looked at the pursuers behind him with murderous intent. Along the way, the ancestors consumed half of their troops, which was the largest loss since Liu Ping led the divine punishment, and Liu Ping was very angry.

The members of the Divine Punishment team also stopped, and watched as the black oppressive slave army quickly used it as if they were looking at the dead.

Wolf Dance was shocked, how could he feel that something was wrong! Have these people given up resisting! But how could they look at themselves so familiarly, this is the look of life and death. This is the exact same contempt with which the Nami people from above stare at themselves, contempt for life and death, contempt for everything.

Boom, with a loud bang, countless thunderbolts suddenly appeared above the head without warning before the wolf dance could react.

Wolf Dance just wanted to shout defense, but suddenly his eyes lit up, and the bright light was like the sun being directly smashed, instantly sealing the perception of his facial features.

"Kill! Avenge the brothers, not a single one is left! Liu Ping roared angrily, returned with his bare hands, and casually slapped a puppet-like slave to death, seized the spear, and killed the soldiers of another slave legion again.

At the same time, the members of the 100,000 Divine Hidden Clans instantly blended into the opposing camp and unceremoniously began the slaughter.

Wolf Dance has the strength of the fourth level of the God King, which is also the highest level that the Nami clan allows humans to exist, and is the first to wake up at this moment. But he was still pierced by the dazzling light and couldn't see anything clearly, only hearing the terrible screams around him, and the swords, breaking through the air into the urging notes.

Finished! It's completely over! At this moment, Wolf Dance began to despair, and the two million slave legions were completely wiped out in an instant, and there was no chance to resist at all. Wolf Dance completely lost his fighting spirit, and the instinct to survive made Wolf Dance choose to run away as soon as possible.

The fourth-level God King is undoubtedly the highest-ranking existence in this battlefield. However, it was not easy to escape from the Nine Yin Soul Formation. However, Wolf Dance escaped very smoothly. Hardly anyone intercepted. There were also slaves who fled, and they ran away without anyone stopping them.

"Why don't you all stay?" Panshan said unhappily.

"It's all dead, next time they'll be even more crazy, it's better to leave the seeds of fear for them to take back. If these slaves are really afraid of us, then the next time we besiege them, we can make them surrender. Xiongwen said lightly, at this moment, Xiongwen seems to have the demeanor of a general.

Wolf Dance left the big formation, and less than 20,000 people escaped together. This made Wolf Dance's heart like ashes. I don't know how to explain it to Mermel. Go back and continue to fight, what a joke, this is a massacre, a senseless slaughter. The billowing fog was like an ancient beast, devouring as much as it entered.

At this moment, Wolf Dance just wants to return to his master's side and ask for his master's forgiveness, so that he can continue to live for a long time.

After this battle, the slave legion no longer had the same bravery as before, and some slaves even began to desert. However, none of them succeeded, and they were shocked to find that the Nami people had already wrapped them in the middle, and there was only one way in front of them, and that was to fight the Terrans. But to fight with the Terrans is to send them to death. For these slaves, being alive was more important than anything else.

Wolf Dance fell to her knees in front of Mermeil, and she didn't dare to breathe. His forehead was covered with sweat.

Mermel didn't punish him, just tasted the red wine in his hand lightly, but his heart was looking forward to what he would do if the Nine Emperor Uncle Xiaotian was there.

Mermel didn't care how many Terrans died. All he cares about is letting the Terran consume itself, and now this attrition tactic doesn't seem to work as it should, so what's the use of keeping the wolf dance.

"The subordinates are careless about the enemy, please give the subordinates another chance. So that subordinates can serve the Nami clan. Wolf Dance couldn't help but pray.

"It's not your fault. It's really the Terrans who are too cunning. In my opinion, large-scale battles should be very disadvantageous in the face of the rules of the human race, and it is better to practice small-scale multi-front battles as usual. Go ahead. Mermel resisted the urge to kill the human race in front of him, and after handing over two sentences, he let him leave, for fear that he couldn't help but do it directly, this is a fourth-level God King Divine Crystal! Even Shen Xiong's Chamber of Commerce is a huge amount of money.

Wolf Dance was moved to tears again. This time, not only did he not die and was not punished, but he still enjoyed the treatment of the Nami general, what could be more perfect than this.

However, the slave legion did not have the previous bravery, and under the instruction of Mermeil, the slave legion began to attack the Shattered Star Domain on multiple fronts in units of 10,000 people.

This attack completely copied the guerrilla tactics of the Terrans, and for a time the battlefield once again fell into a state of stalemate.

However, the Shenyin team has frequent successes. With their combat methods, the other party has not even reacted, and the 10,000-person squad will disappear in the blink of an eye.