"What's that!" Mo Yan noticed that following the sea of insects were batch after batch of reptilian giant insects, and on the bodies of these reptilian giant insects, there were also insect people in black armor, and the insect people were carrying scimitars in their hands, and they were charging towards this side without fear of death. Pen fun and pavilion www.biquge.info

"My lord, that's the Ranger of the Clan!" Ren Tianfang explained with a solemn expression.

These rangers are the main type of troops in the war between the Gang and the humans on the mainland, and they have made the soul masters of the mainland suffer a lot.

"This black creeper is the brother of the cavalryman who rode on it." Ren Tianfang explained: "The Clan's bloodline is extremely indifferent to blood and family affection, and it can even be said to be cruel. Before each Ranger Worm Knight reaches adulthood, he will refine one of his blood relatives with his own hands, returning his ancestors to this terrifying giant reptile and making it his personal mount. Because they are from the same bloodline, these rangers can be described as one person and worm, and they work together seamlessly, and they are the vanguard of the Gang Clan's side to open the way and charge. ”

"And, more importantly, these people don't know what death means, they don't fear death at all, and even take death as glory, believing that death will return to the bosom of the gods they believe in." Ren Tianfang said solemnly: "In short, this is a group of extremely difficult opponents!" ”

"Not afraid of death?" Mo Yan raised his eyebrows and asked curiously.

"Yes, these Ransom Rangers, all of them are crazy!" Ren Tianfang seems to have suffered a big loss from the Clan Rangers, and he still has palpitations when he talks about it.

"Huh." Mo Yan sneered: "So what? If you are not afraid of death, then let them die! ”

Who can be scared if you are not afraid of death?

With a wave of his hand, he gave an order: "Send me these disgusting bugs back to the West!" “

The Robot Legion took the order, and the spear robots in the trenches of countless positions stood up one after another, aiming at the Rangers who were gradually approaching their side.

Those giant insect rangers faced the fierce artillery on Mo Yan's side, and after suffering heavy casualties, they finally broke through the fire network and entered a distance of less than five hundred meters from Mo Yan's position.

They could even spot the blackened metal golems on the other side, and some of the Zerg Rangers couldn't help but lick their lips with a bloodthirsty smile.

"Kill!!" The commander of one of the rangers gave the order, and at that moment, these giant insect rangers suddenly increased in speed as if they had taken an aphrodisiac, and rushed directly towards the side of the position.

"My lord, please dodge for a while, after all, there are ...... in the chaos of the army," Ren Tianfang said anxiously.

"It's not necessary." Mo Yan shook his head

Ren Tianfang still wanted to persuade him, but the next moment, what happened stunned him and could even be said to be unforgettable.

I saw those metal puppets, black iron rods stretched out from their bodies, and the iron rods were hollow, bursting out of them with white light, dense like snowflakes.

All the robots aimed at the brave rangers and began to fire fiercely.

The sound of thumping gunshots was incessant.

"Just don't be afraid of death, there is a bird to use." Mo Yan looked at these giant insect rangers who had no brains and automatically drilled into their own firepower encirclement net, and said with a sneer.

At the moment, the rangers who were giant reptiles among them were beaten one by one, and they were overturned.

One of the Ranger who rushed to the front was plugged by the dense net of fire before he could swing his scimitar in his hand. The giant reptile under his crotch let out a long roar, as if it wanted to roar angrily, but before the voice could be uttered, it was directly enveloped by dozens of pillars of light, and after the light dissipated, a shocking hole was revealed in the ground, and the giant reptile couldn't even see the ashes.

However, the insect people are not afraid of death, and they will not think of retreating, repairing, or even detouring and attacking, and they still charge towards the firepower net without fear of death.

After all, according to their previous experience in fighting with the humans on the mainland, as long as they rushed into these timid and cowardly human positions, they could easily harvest one life after another and sacrifice them to their gods.

It's just that how do they know that the enemy this time is completely different from before, and they don't play cards according to common sense.

These rangers, who acted as the vanguard of the opening of the road, suffered heavy losses at the moment, and none of them even connected to the positions close to this side, and all died on the way to the charge.

"I actually want to use cavalry to charge artillery, or a machine-gun-like firepower network, it's like looking for death." Mo Yan looked at these rangers who had been made scum, and not only shook his head with a sneer.

In the history of human beings on earth, since the invention of muskets, especially heavy muskets, cavalry has begun to completely withdraw from the stage of history. A heavy machine gun can completely seal down countless cavalrymen who are not afraid of death.

Mo Yan remembered that in a colonial war in Africa in the British, a few people, relying on a few heavy machine guns, resisted the repeated charges of more than 2,000 Black Uncles and harvested countless heads.

In the face of heavy firepower, the so-called bravery of the cavalry, the so-called fierceness and fear of death, are completely meaningless. Here, the lives of these rangers are worth a few energy bullets, and their deaths are of almost no value.

"Lord Muya, this script is wrong!" Several of the Clan Commanders sitting on top of the giant flying insects seemed to have discovered the fiasco ahead, and their expressions changed dramatically at the moment.

"What are these silver puppets, could they be the latest new powerful puppets made by those soul masters?"

"Damn, why don't those banshees have any news of these silver puppets in the information they gave us!"

On the giant flying insects, the commander of the horn insect department said a word, and they were all talking and noisy.

"Shut up!"

A roar shook them all.

"It's just a bunch of low-level puppets, and you're scared of pee." Mu Ya said coldly, his gaze swept over the commander of the entire northern part of the giant worm, making everyone's breathing tight.

"Blow the horn for me, dispatch the miasma people, and release the one-horned giant corpse worm at the same time, so that the people on the other side can have a good taste of what the collection hides is the smell of death."

Soon, Mo Yan heard a high-pitched horn sound on his side, and the sound seemed to come from a far, far away.

"My lord, be careful, that's the other party's miasma man!" Let the sky change color.

He was extremely familiar with this kind of scab army, and when he was in the army in his early years, many of his best friends died at the hands of these hateful miasma people.

"Miasma Man, such a familiar name." Mo Yan tilted his head and thought about it, and finally remembered that it seemed that in the time loop of the White Mist Forest back then, the weird insect people he encountered that automatically burst apart and formed a black insect mist were called [Miasma People].