Two British three, enough for the Americans to run amok, even if they can't beat it, with power armor, they are confident that they can escape.

The Germans only have the regiment commander Yingsan, one Yinger, and the rest are Yingyi, which seems to be strong, but in front of the real strong, it is still not enough to see.

"It's all Tang Zheng's fault, kill my deputy regiment!" The head of the regiment was depressed, if it weren't for Tang Zheng's attack yesterday that was too dark and weakened the strength of the team, he wouldn't have to care about these Yankees at all.

"Backwards!" Tang Zheng waved his hand, and everyone immediately gave up the battle circle.

"I'll send five hundred!" The German regiment commander immediately made a decision and quoted a price that satisfied Tang Zheng, otherwise once there was damage, it would definitely be a crisis of annihilation.

It was too late, and seeing the Asian's wise move to protect himself, the three Americans shot out like sharp arrows, almost at a teleportation speed, and appeared in front of them.

Boom, the ground shook, and dozens of Roman column-like earthen cones sprung up, splitting the German formation.

"The spirit department strafes, and the rest protects!" The regiment commander threw away his unrealistic ideas, went all out to meet the battle, and in the yelling, there was an anxious cold sweat on his back, and as soon as the other party made a move, he understood that these guys had been in battle for a long time.

The regiment commander was ready to resist the two and let the remaining subordinates kill that Yingji, he didn't think about winning, killing and deterring, and fighting into a stalemate was undoubtedly the best result, but unfortunately it backfired.

"Kill the last one, it's the spiritual department!" Tang Zheng reminded that the Germans had no spare strength.

The surging spiritual tide was raging, and the Americans who had entered the hero mode let go of Tang Zheng and his party and bombarded the Germans with all their might.

The Germans' spiritual system was only of the first order, and they were suppressed, and they were hit head-on, and there was a brief vertigo, although it was only a few seconds, but it was enough to be killed three times.

A British third-order American's body suddenly melted into the ground, and in less than a blink of an eye, two hands stretched out from the feet of the spiritual department.

"Protect me." The spiritual department knew that it was the target of the first attack, and it was already on full alert. But he was still firmly grabbed by his ankle with two hands. Immediately, I felt a strong suck in my vision, and I saw endless dirt buried in my head.

The earthy qi poured into her mouth, and her spiritual blow had been opened to the strongest posture, but it had no effect.

As a column of blood rose into the sky, the Germans died.

"I will send eight hundred natives and kill them for me." The captain yelled. He was completely entangled, the tactics could not be executed at all, and the Yankees were given enough time, and there was no pressure on a British third regiment to destroy his subordinates, and it would be unlucky to follow him.

"A bunch of scrap wood!" Tang Zheng didn't expect the Germans to be such a scumbag, if this guy hung up. On his side, he was also suppressed, and those newcomers who had just activated their abilities were simply given away for nothing.

Tang Zheng aimed at the spiritual system, and the gravity countercurrent exploded with all his strength, and then the lightning shot out, exploded, took out the indestructible lake light, went berserk, liberated the magic sword, and entered the strongest attack posture.

"Hold on for ten seconds!" The head of the American regiment roared, and the movements of his hands were faster. There was a German who hung up.

Psychiatric radiation fluctuations. Leaning on power armor, get ready to play the train towing tactics. But the thrusters were fully opened, and they flew away, as if they were stuck in a muddy swamp.

Xu Biyun's puppet rose from the ground, clenched his fists, and slammed into his head, Bai Guo disappeared into the shadows, and Li Xinlan's ice spear shot hard.

Shen Jiashu released the mental impact, Fang Zhiwen didn't know what to do, Xie Yundan was holding the rifle, his hands were shaking all the time, and he was still shooting so that she could hit the target without aiming.

"Ten seconds? It's too contemptuous of people. Tang Zheng, whose magic resistance had been greatly improved, was stunned for less than a second, because he released the gravity abyss in advance, the spiritual system did not escape, and the gravity countercurrent caused him a lot of damage.

The second order of Ying faced Tang Zheng, and he was fighting five scum.

"No, save him!" An American saw that something was wrong, but he was entangled by the German regiment commander and couldn't get out, and the rest of the one immediately abandoned the miscellaneous fish on the opposite side and returned to the aid of his companions.

One by one, the earth dragons rose into the sky, fiercely slamming into Tang Zheng, circling at the same time, trying to use their bodies to form a barrier and protect their companions.

"It's too late." Tang Zheng teleported, appeared behind the spirit department, and slammed with all his might.

The gravity abyss and the earth dragon squeezed together, shattering countless soils, and the military general appeared, drew his sword and slashed angrily, stopping the Yankees who pounced.

As soon as the cry for help of the spiritual department of "Save ......" overflowed his throat, his head was blown out by Tang Zheng, and blood and scraps of flesh flowed out of the cracks in the armor.

The Yankees abruptly stopped and stepped aside, for there were no newcomers among the conquerors, who had redoubled their begilance against these Orientals, but their companions had died.

"This guy is so strong." The Yankees smashed the puppet with one punch, and his eyes swept over those Orientals, they were not even miscellaneous fish, but this regiment leader was a team that could top.

"No wonder the Germans are jealous of them." The Yankees secretly scolded themselves for being careless, and should have made them their first target.

"What, that's the end of it?" Tang Zheng opened the hellfire, threw away the corpses inside, and then threw the loot into the watch.

"That's it for tonight, but we'll be back." The Yankees put down their harsh words and resolutely withdrew.

The agate man looked at Tang Zheng in a daze, speechless, and the burly man was afraid for a while, fortunately he didn't have a stiff fight with Tang Zheng yesterday, people killed Ying Er like a dog, and his own shrimp is not enough for people to move a finger.

The German regiment commander looked at the dead corpses on the ground, only three subordinates remained, and he wanted to cry without tears, even if this one survived, what should he do next?

"Go, accept the natives, choose the strong." Tang Zheng didn't care about the self-pitying Germans, and pulled the strong female native over, this woman is familiar with these things.

"Okay, it's okay, go back and rest, I have to go tomorrow." Tang Zheng clapped his hands and let everyone disperse.

"Why don't you take the opportunity to kill us?" The head of the regiment was puzzled, and he also had a bit of self-abandonment.

"Why did you kill you, wouldn't it be nice to use this method to get the natives? and avoid conflict. Tang Zheng smiled, "Don't forget, unity is the only way to live." ”

The regiment commander was relieved, indeed, without his own way, Tang Zheng could escape, but his subordinates were dead.

"It's so good to simmer slowly, it's too hard to kill all at once." Tang Zheng doesn't want to have losses, and there are Germans here, and when he meets a new team, he can repeat his old tricks.

The big chief took those Trojan horse squads as prey, and divided the coalition army into four parts for hunting, each part was led by a chief whose strength was comparable to that of Ying IV, and he was attached to seven or eight Ying San, and his plastic surgery was very strong.

"Eat them when they're tired." The Great Chieftain accelerated the offensive.

Each Trojan Horse squad, with its captured slaves, had to flee to the northwest, looking down from the sky like pieces of disgusting moss.

As time passed, more and more Trojan squads came together, some clashed, some temporarily united, and those who didn't run away had been killed by the Great Chief.

"With so much prey, hopefully their bones will fill the Northwest Rift Valley." The Great Chief rode on a beast four or five times larger than a giant elephant, and looked into the distance, and he did not worry about the escape of his prey, because there was a wide rift valley in the northwest, and in the depths, the land of death, where the magnetic field was disturbed, and any life that entered it would go crazy and die.

The onyx man has fallen into deep worry, his regiment commander still has not returned, the burly man and his party also began to lose their calm, and subconsciously became polite to Tang Zheng, this is the back road, if the regiment commander dies, they hope that the Warhammer team will spare their lives for the sake of their compatriots.

"Begging for mercy? If you don't have natives, you won't be able to complete the task, and you won't be able to get the base points, and you will be wiped out. "The onyx man felt extremely miserable, if he kept up with a good leader, where would he suffer this kind of sin.

Looking at Shen Jiashu, these carefree newcomers, the onyx man was jealous to death.

Ignoring the onyx man with a worried face, Tang Zheng was negotiating with the two Trojan horse teams.

"Do you want to be together?" The Russians were rude, confident, and greedy, looking at the nearly 2,000 natives behind Tang Zheng, eager to take them for themselves.

The French are more reserved, but the occasional murderous intent in their eyes also reveals their ghostly thoughts.

Tang Zheng put on a hesitant demeanor, vividly interpreting the image of a timid and fearful regiment leader.

"You'd better team up with us, there is a 30,000-strong indigenous coalition army behind us, it's very powerful." The Russian beauty licked the corners of her lips and threw a wink to Tang Zheng.

The Frenchman nodded as well.

"Idiot, Tang Zheng can't wait for you to join the group." The German regiment commander looked at these guys who tried their best to invite Tang Zheng, and was afraid that he would refuse, and his belly hurt when he laughed, "There are times when you are unlucky." ”

The Germans have lost too much, and now they don't like anyone, I wish Tang Zheng had a conflict with them, and they could fish in troubled waters.

"Awesome." The onyx man was convinced, Tang Zheng took the initiative to propose, he must be suspected, which is like now, not only has he become a target, but also is regarded as a weak and can be kneaded by others.

After hearing Tang Zheng's agreement, the Russians and the French glanced at each other and showed a satisfied smile, their eyesight is not bad, those Orientals are too weak.

"Hmph, a group of megalomaniacs, Tang Zheng alone, can destroy you." The burly man looked at the contemptuous attitude of the Europeans, and he couldn't wait for Tang Zheng to take action immediately and teach them a lesson.

Unconsciously, these people have regarded Tang Zheng as the backbone, there is no way, in a crisis-ridden environment, an excellent regiment leader can greatly improve morale.

"When I figure out everyone's strength, I'm cleaning you up." Tang Zheng also coveted the natives owned by these two teams, more than 3,000 people, but a big cake, "Yutai, hurry up, otherwise I will finish eating." ”

Those weak Trojan teams were swallowed up, and those who could hold on to the present were not bad, and when another day passed, Tang Zheng once again encountered a joint team, composed of French, British, and Swedes, with more than 5,000 people.

The team, which was already harboring ghosts, also began to have constant conflicts, and there was no way, the strength of the French was obviously the strongest, which made the commanders of each regiment feel uneasy. (To be continued.) )