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These Z5 robots are all programmed.

According to the establishment of the Huaxia military in the real world, Duan Feng arranged these Z5 robots in the same way, squad, platoon, company, battalion, and regiment......

There are ten Z5 robots in one shift, and one hundred Z5 robots in a row, that is, one platoon has ten squads, and one company has ten platoons......

The number of Z5 robots is increased by a factor of ten.

The number of Z5 robots transferred from "Elysium" is exactly three regiments, totaling 300,000.

Although the valley is large, it cannot accommodate up to 300,000 Z5 robots.

After all the Z5 robots walked out of the space-time channel, there were already dense red Z5 robots outside the valley, and the valley could not accommodate it, so they could only line up outside the valley.

Walking out of the valley, Duan Feng stretched out his hand and pointed in the direction of the White Witch Castle: "All of them, head in the southeast direction." ”

The information of all Z5 robots is shared, so there is no fear of command delays or errors caused by inadequate command communication.

Duan Feng's order was instantly known by the 300,000 Z5 robots of the three regiments, and they immediately moved in unison, crushing the weeds and broken branches and leaves, and marched towards the White Witch Castle in the southeast, which was about to become a battlefield for the two major forces.

Duan Feng asked them to slow down, because before the Z5 robot joined, he still wanted to go back and see the next truly large-scale sword-to-knife, sword-to-sword flesh-and-blood battle.

Duan Feng put on the steel suit and caught up with the army led by Peter in a few minutes, and at this time, he just arrived in front of the castle of the White Witch.

And the tens of thousands of troops of the White Witch intercepted in front of the castle, waving the weapons in their hands, and the first one was the White Witch standing on a chariot pulled by four polar bears.

Approaching the White Witch's army, more than a thousand meters away, Peter stretched out his hand and signaled for a stop behind him.

Then, the archers drew their bows and arrows and faced the White Witch army opposite.

The war came quickly, and as soon as Peter's side stopped, the White Witch gave the order.

"Kill them for me!"

"Roar!"

Minotaurs, one-eyed men, dwarves, panthers, and other strange creatures screamed and charged, charging at Peter's army.

Peter naturally did not sit still, and with a wave of his hand, hundreds of eagles flew out of the forest behind him, clutching stones in their sharp claws, and flew towards the charging army of white witches.

"Boom!" "Boom!"

The eagles that flew over the White Witch army released their claws one after another, and hundreds of stones fell down at great speed, smashing on the heads of the unsuspecting White Witch army with huge kinetic energy.

One by one, one-eyed people, dwarves and the like were smashed in the head, smashed through the chest, and the dead could no longer die, and fell on the way to the charge.

Of course, the White Witch's army did not fail to fight back, and one by one the running dwarves pulled out their bows and arrows, and arrows with feathers whizzed into the sky.

"Wow!"

The eagle, unable to dodge, was shot by an arrow, let out a sharp wail, and fell down with blood.

The White Witch's army was not affected, but only lost a few hundred casualties, which was inconspicuous compared to the tens of thousands of troops.

Peter lowered his mask, revealing only a gap where he could see the outside, and raised his sword.

"For Aslan!"

With a shout in his mouth, and then a sharp swing of his sword forward, Peter tightened his legs and led the charge.

"For Aslan!"

Tens of thousands of troops roared towards the charging White Witch army, and the centaurs brought down their banners and collided with the White Witch's army.

Nearly 100,000 men and horses, like two opposing waves, slapped together fiercely, causing a splash in the sky, but they did not blow up the splash, but blood and death.

At the moment of collision, the banner of the fallen centaur instantly pierced the bodies of hundreds of one-eyed, dwarf, and minotaurs, and blood-red blood gushed out with the banner from its body, staining the ground red.

The half-goat was struck by the minotaur with an axe, and the body that lost his head fell weakly, but before the minotaur could be happy, a half-horse man stabbed out with a shot, piercing the minotaur's throat, blood gushing, staring wide, speechless, and then falling headlong.

As soon as the centaur who had killed the minotaur withdrew his spear, he was shot in the eye by an arrow from a dwarven archer, piercing it through his brain and killing him instantly.

Killing, bloodshed is happening all the time, severed heads, broken arms are flying all over the sky, this is the battlefield, this is the war.

Duan Feng looked at the battlefield from afar, watching this bloody and cruel battle, and felt uncomfortable for a while, it was the first time he had seen such a real war with his own eyes.

Compared with modern warfare, this kind of hand-to-hand sword combat is more bloody and cruel.

Blood was splashing, people were roaring, the clash of swords, and the sound of horses' hooves stomping on the ground resounded throughout the battlefield.

Peter's helmet was already red with the blood of his enemies.

With a sword slashing off the head of a one-eyed man next to him, Peter glanced around and saw that the situation on the battlefield was slightly unpleasant.

Even though the two sides were about the same in number, the strength of Peter's army was still inferior to that of the White Witch.

"Retreat!"

Peter raised his arms and slew a minotaur that rushed towards him, and retreated.

Peter's side began to retreat, retreating in the direction of the forest.

Of course, this is not really a retreat, but the introduction of the White Witch's army into range of the archers.

As soon as Peter retreated, the White Witch army gave pursuit, and soon came within range of the centaur archers.

The centaur archers who had been prepared for a long time threw them one after another, and countless arrows shot into their bodies like a rain of arrows in the air.

"Rush me!"

The White Witch didn't care if she suffered heavy casualties, but still ordered her troops to charge.

After all, there were too few archers, and they could stop for a while, but they couldn't stop for a lifetime, and they were broken through the interception line in just a few minutes.

A few minutes were enough, and Peter had already regrouped his army and faced the White Witch army again.

The two sides fought again at the edge of the forest, sword light, sword shadow.

Blood stained the meadow red, and the blood pooled and merged into a stream of water, which flowed down the cracks in the stone and into the lake in front of the castle.

Hundreds, thousands of figures fell, planted in pools of blood.

"Ding!"

Peter collides with the White Witch.

"You'll be dead soon." The White Witch said coldly to Peter.

In response to the White Witch, Peter slashed his sword, and the undried blood on the sword fell as it fell, and a few drops of blood fell on the White Witch's face.

"Damn it!"

The White Witch was furious, and pointed her staff at Peter, and a white light shot at Peter.

Peter dodged the White Witch's freezing spell.

Just as Peter was about to step forward again, he suddenly felt as if the ground was shaking.

Everyone noticed it, stopped the fight, and looked northwest.

Duan Feng stood in the distance and smiled: "Now, it's my turn to play." ”