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"Lord Commander......" The demons suddenly turned from madness to dead silence. The dusty, frightened, panicked, angry and roaring demons fell silent, staring at the place where the explosion had just exploded, and the helmets that had fallen aside.

Scorching was blown to pieces, leaving only his helmet behind.

The Archon is dead...... He's dead......

"What should I do?"

The demons glanced at the empty landlord's flagstand, where there were still traces of last night's thunder and lightning scorching. The Archon is dead......

Is the great demon legion about to be defeated? Mighty as a demon, is it now about to be invaded into its territory, and it cries and groans miserably under the trampling of the Iron Horse? The demons felt a chill coming up from the soles of their feet, getting colder and colder, almost freezing their bodies.

"Boom-boom-boom-" was another series of explosions that shook the mountains.

This time, the fence at the gate of the whole camp shook, and the tall piles were torn apart and toppled over, and the fire grew bigger and bigger.

The burning fence crackled and flamed into the sky, turning the faces of all the demons red.

"No...... No......" There were low-level demons trembling and retreating. With a flick of his sword, the little leader slashed off the head of a soldier who had retreated to his side, sending a fountain of blood gushing into the air. The nerves that had been compressed to the extreme finally exploded, and the huge mental pressure made the remnants of the high-level demons almost collapse, and they raised their heads and shouted: "Whoever of you dares to retreat, all of you will rush over!" ”

Their contorted faces were in the firelight, like a mad beast.

"Kill, kill, kill, follow me!"

The high-level demon snatched the shield of the soldier next to him, brandished his sword and rushed towards the blasted gate, and the demon under his command was agitated, picked up the weapons on the ground, and rushed out of the gate one by one.

The evil spirit hidden in their hearts was also stimulated.

"Kill!"

The demons wiped the mud from their faces, the tiger roared and rushed out of the camp, and the low-level troops behind them also followed, all the demons grabbed their weapons, long and short spears, iron swords, and wooden sticks, and rushed out from the gate of the camp, and all the demons rushed out, and the war was at a fever pitch.

From the moment the demon rushed out of the gate, the Shura army moved, and rows of archers interspersed and lined up neatly in front of the magic crystal cannon cannon.

"Ready!"

The front-row shooter pulls the bowstring.

"Boom, Boom—" A series of violent screams, and the thick special long arrows rushed out of the entire large array like lightning.

"Bang...... Puff puff - "Thousands of specially made bows and arrows pierced through the demonic shields in the front row, and then through their armor and bodies. The long arrows brought a rain of blood, but the Grim Reaper did not leave, and the powerful arrows continued to rush towards the demons in the back row. After piercing several demons in a row, the arrow came to an abrupt halt.

The mountains of bows and arrows forcibly suppressed the advance speed of the demon legion, every meter forward. It costs countless lives.

Blood poured out from the corpses of the demon legions all over the ground, penetrating the ground, staining the ground into red terracotta, and the ground filled with blood became soft, and the blood could not penetrate the ground, forming a coiled river of blood, flowing down the mountain, and the rocks, grass and trees trembled under the impact of the bloody water......

The cruelty of war is vividly manifested at this moment.

Mu Qingyang, who had been standing at the forefront of the battle line, stared at the demon warriors who had risen from the wreckage of blood and water, their bodies were covered with blood and mud, and they let out a terrible roar from their mouths, charging down against the rain of arrows and bullets.

Their legs were broken, their hands were broken, but they still took advantage of the terrain to crawl downward, not to the last moment of their lives, and never to stop.

Massacre, bloody slaughter!

This is war...... On the battlefield, there is never right or wrong, only victory or defeat.

"Charge!"

Mu Qingyang would not show any kindness to the demons, and thousands of blood guard cavalry behind him quickly crossed the forward line from the rear in groups.

Now Mu Qingyang is no longer disturbed by fear and confusion. At the same time of the rapid growth of his spiritual power, although his bloody qi is not as turbulent and terrifying as before, it is integrated with consciousness, and the nightmare under his crotch is under the control of his mental power, and his body walks at will, every step, turn, sprint, and emergency stop are like his own body, relaxed and freehand. Although his movements are light, the spear is always like the most vicious and nimble snake, and every attack brings brilliant blood flowers.

Mu Qingyang was like a fiery red cloud of smoke harvesting life in the middle of the demon army.

In fact, when the magic crystal artillery was fired, the war was over. Most of the demon legions are only low-level demons and slave troops, and many of them are unconscious components such as zombies and dwarf demons, many of them are used as coolies and reserve rations.

The Shura Blood Guard cavalry was like a tiger entering the flock, and in the flash of the curved sword, the blood and severed limbs flew wildly, and the soldiers laughed wildly. The cavalry used the high impact of the galloping horse to slaughter the demons on the spot, and the Shura blood guard, who was constantly being killed by corpses, raised it high with a spear, and then threw it into the crowd, trampled by the horse's hooves, whether it was a complete or mutilated body, it was impossible to escape the fate of trampling into flesh.

The demons kept falling, and tens of thousands of demons turned into revenants under the butcher's knife.

When Mu Qingyang broke through the demon's line and rushed out from the other end, looking back, there were already few living people in the killing field, blood splattered skulls, blood meandered and flowed on the ground, and hot blood mist vapor filled the ground, Mu Qingyang lowered the weapon in his hand, the blood on the helmet, the blood on the armor, the blood on the gun, and the blood on the sword, dripping down.

The cavalry suppressed the situation, and in the disparity of strength, the bloody war turned into a ridiculous massacre.

When blood-stained victors stepped over the slaughterhouse, no one cared about the corpses. The victor tastes the joy of victory, and the loser never has a chance to turn over, this is war, and no one can change it......

The left-behind camp became the first station of the Shura's territory, and the huge flame banner was planted on the high chess table, and the flag hunted and danced in the wind, and the burning flames swept the vast land under their feet in the wind.

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At the same time, at the foot of Mount Garo, the Abyss Demon King Los, who was ordering his soldiers to violently attack Mount Garo, received two bad news from the scouts, one is that at least 30,000 cavalry have rushed to the front line from Shura, and the strength of the coalition army has reached a terrifying 100,000.

The second is that 50,000 blood guards actually crossed the border and approached Mount Garo.

The Abyss Demon King Los didn't understand what the Shura wanted to do, and he actually appeared here at the critical moment when he attacked Mount Garo.

Do they want to get a piece of the pie?

The Abyss Demon King Loth sneered, these exiled remnants were almost hitting stones with eggs, under the absolute superiority, whoever dared to challenge the demon army would let them taste the taste of the thunder beast charge.

The Abyss Demon King Los had extreme confidence in this attack, and although the appearance of 50,000 Blood Guard cavalry was somewhat unexpected, he was not worried about anything. Extinguishing the blood, it is when he is proud, and he really has an indomitable spirit.

"Intensify my attack, and I must take Mount Garo!"

The Abyss Demon King Los stood on the high chariot and scolded Chief Fang in high spirits......

Luo Luo led 50,000 flame demons over the iceberg, and the few hundreds of coalition troops were captured without any resistance, they had nowhere to go, and the blood was nowhere to be found, and the main camp of Mount Garo was being attacked by the demon army of the Abyss Demon King Los, so when the demon army arrived, the coalition army on the mountain had no fighting spirit at all. After passing through the mountain, the 50,000 horses continued their march towards Mount Garo, and near ten in the evening, they stopped at a flat hill thirty miles from Mount Garo. The shouts of killing on Mt. Garo drifted in the wind, and even from a distance, you could feel the tragic atmosphere of wartime.

Luo Luo commanded the army to stop and went to the top of the hill himself, and from there, the beacon fire and wolf smoke floating from the Garo Mountain were close in front of him, and the flying dragons circling and flying in the sky were even more worrying. It's just that the leader of all this is Mu Qingyang, who is far away on the demon's western front, and Luo Luo is just obeying the will of the Lord of the Night and cooperating with Mu Qingyang's actions.

"Lord, can we really believe that man can defeat my king?" A Flame Demon Leader asked worriedly.

Luo Luo glanced at him dissatisfiedly: "Our move is certainly risky, but if it really succeeds, the benefits brought to our Flame Demon Clan will be unprecedentedly huge, and we will no longer have to look at the demon's face to live." Not to mention...... Didn't the master say that if we could wait for the news of that person's success, we would ally with the Shura Kingdom, and if he failed, we would like to withdraw. Although there is a risk of losing manpower, it is worth the risk for the sake of the owner. "Fifty thousand flame demons are waiting for the news that Mu Qingyang brought from afar.

If you win, you will advance.

If you lose, you will retreat.

A bad premonition permeated the heart of the Demon King. After opening the letter and reading the contents of the secret letter, the face of the Abyss Demon King Loth was already iron-blue, and he crumpled the paper violently, his eyes were closed, and his whole body trembled, as if he was trying his best to suppress the waves in his heart.

"What happened, king?" Seeing this, the demon guard's attendants hurriedly took two steps forward.

The Abyss Demon King Loth pursed his lips, his iron-blue face was shaking, and after a while, he opened his eyes, and his eyes were red.

"Mu Qingyang has already occupied the rear position!" When the Abyss Demon King Los said this, he was almost trembling all over.

"What!"

The men all shouted in shock: "Damn! What the hell is going on. ”

The Abyss Demon King Loth was still immersed in remorse, and he didn't even want to say more, and handed the sheepskin to his men.

Several demon generals hurriedly flattened the paper, looked at it intently, and their faces changed suddenly: "The left-behind camp has been broken, and the scorching spirit is dead...... The remnants of the legions are destroyed......"

"This ...... This...... How do you say this, how do you say this...... Impossible, impossible! ”

The generals could hardly believe what he said, but the letter clearly told him that it was true.

The face of the Abyss Demon King Loth was distorted, and his voice became hoarse due to extreme anger: "Retreat, return to help." ”

The demon generals were shocked, and lost their voices: "King! ”

Anyone can see that this is a critical moment for the Demon Legion. Although Jialuo Mountain is indestructible, but with the Demon Legion of the Wyvern Land really takes the initiative, as long as they are trapped, sooner or later they can wait for the opportunity, and if they retreat now, these months of hard work will be in vain.

Although the Abyss Demon King Loth was extremely angry, the sudden turn of the situation made him unable to be emotional, and the base camp was the fundamental thing compared to continuing to attack. What's more, there is a passage to the abyss.

The abyss exit is controlled by the Shura Blood Guard for a day, and the more dangerous the situation becomes. is such a Mu Qingyang, he dares to cut off my back road. I'd like to see if you have the appetite to swallow such a large piece of fat, and the flames of the abyssal demon king Loth's wrath are blazing......

At the top of Garo Mountain, Rodney and the others looked at the demon army in the distance, and they all fell into deep thought.

"Lord Duke, the Demon Legion is ...... Retreated? Could it be a feint. ”

Hruber asked hoarsely, his eyes red and his hair half white. In the past month, he has been strategizing and exhausted, and he has reached the verge of collapse.

Rodney's resolute gaze looked at the smoke and dust in the distance, the demon army retreated and defended, and the flying dragons were eyeing the sky, and the formation was orderly.

He was also experienced in judging the true intentions of the Abyss Demon King Los.

Feint to retreat? In the posture of the demon army, who dares to pursue, there is no confusion at all.

Fall back? Why withdraw......

Just because he brought these 30,000 reinforcements?

If the Abyss Demon King Loth is such a person who gives up easily, how can he control the Abyss Demon Realm.

"Loos...... What the hell is he going to do......"

The Dark Night Swamp, the ramparts that Los painstakingly built, although not as strong as the famous fortified cities such as the ancient city of Shura, are also very distinctive.

The biggest feature of the Night Swamp is that it is divided into three levels, their walls are ten meters high, all made of black stone from the abyss, the strength of the black stone is not as strong as the blue stone, but its surface is as smooth as a mirror, and it is extremely difficult to climb. The city wall is densely packed with giant crossbows, and the reserves of grain, fire oil, and boulders in the city are very abundant, which can be said to be a huge fortress.

When Mu Qingyang led the Blood Guard cavalry to appear twenty miles outside the Dark Night Swamp, the afterglow of the setting sun sprinkled on the Dark Night Swamp in the distance, and the near sun side was dyed with a golden color, and the black outer wall was reflected very strongly, almost making the entire periphery a brown earth dragon.

Mu Qingyang stood on a high boulder, a pair of blood-red eyes under his armor staring into the distance. His far beyond ordinary eyesight clearly reflected the defense line of the Night Swamp, and he also took in the dense shadows on the wall of the Night Swamp, and the ant-like demons walked back and forth on the city wall, and the wall battlements were covered with trebuchets, giant machine crossbows, barrels of fire oil were carried up the city wall, the city gate was tightly closed, and the drawbridge was also put away. Sen Ran's swords, spears, and halberds refracted the cold light in the glow of the setting sun, forming a strong contrast with the strong city walls. (To be continued.) )