Chapter Ninety-Four: The Trap

The light of this Force bomb was extremely bright in the dark night, and these demon warriors, who were naturally afraid of the Force, couldn't help but dodge.

This bullet instantly shot into the head of a demon warrior, and instantly raised a force flame, swallowing this unfortunate demon warrior and the two unfortunate guys who were close to him in an instant. But Fang Zhuo didn't have any happy thoughts at all, the entire alley was full of demon warriors, and he couldn't count how many people there were.

After shouting, Fang Zhuo quickly retreated, quickly pressing into the second Force bomb.

Sure enough, several black shadows rushed out of the alley in an instant, and pounced on Fang Zhuo like lightning, these were all elite fighters hidden among the ordinary demon warriors, after Fang Zhuo rolled over with a tactic, he raised his gun and knocked down the demon clan in front, and flew out in the air.

But the other two figures were not far away, and it was too late to load the Force bomb.

Two gunshots rang out almost at the same time, blasting the two demon warriors away. Fang Zhuo turned around, and the silent Lao Zhang and another veteran were gesturing to Fang Zhuo to go to the rear.

After all, in this kind of intensive contact battle, no matter how talented Fang Zhuo was, he was still a rookie who had just undergone a week of emergency training, and his strength as a fourth-level Force Force was also under those elite guard veterans.

Fang Zhuo didn't dare to delay, and quickly pushed behind the veteran, and then pressed the Force bullet in his hand into the magazine.

Turning his head, the entire town turned into a battlefield in an instant, and the roar and the light of the Force bombs rendered the night sky almost discolored. The soldiers of the Guards Legion, who were originally extremely elite, were instantly overwhelmed by countless dark warriors, and they had no time to form a defensive formation.

Fang Zhuo fired two more shots behind the veteran, successfully eliminating the two demon warriors, but a voice kept sounding in Fang Zhuo's head: "How could this be?" But on the battlefield, Fang Zhuo couldn't think about what was wrong.

The speed of the battle was too fast, and it reached the white-hot stage in an instant. Black magic or the Force suddenly appeared, and then a face-to-face battle began.

In the center of the city, a huge aura like an abyss like the sea instantly appeared, and it was Qin Feng in military uniform. And around Qin Feng, there were four figures following closely behind, and the aura was a little weaker, but it was almost negligible.

Among these four figures, two are tightly wrapped in diffuse magic, and the other two should be from the demon clan, and they all look like they are dressed as big men. Without the slightest hesitation, the five figures instantly began to fight fiercely, their bodies like electricity, and their voices like thunder.

Looking up, there is a battle on every inch of land, the soldiers of the Guards Legion, the guns in their hands shoot bullets at the fastest speed, those low-level warriors of the demon clan, they fall to the ground in response, but there are too many demons, and if a batch falls, there will be countless followers!

Fang Zhuo finished shooting the bullet in his hand, a light appeared in his hand, and the veterans around him gradually began to fight with the demons in close combat, and in addition to the air, there were countless howls and thunderous sounds in the distance, which was the voice of the demon clan.

"This is a trap, retreat immediately, all veterans above the major, leave the broken queen!"

Roaring at this command, the black tiger was surrounded by two figures again, one permeated with demonic qi and the other as high as a house.

At this time, there were enemies all around, Fang Zhuo was holding Xuanguang, and he didn't need to follow the sword moves on "Hug Puzi", as long as he picked up Xuanguang, Fang Zhuo's strength and Xuanguang's weight could cut down a few demons. After slashing down dozens of low-level demons in a row, a figure like a ghostly light suddenly rushed out, Fang Zhuo was caught off guard, and was finally knocked out.

This power is extremely great, if it weren't for Fang Clumsy's amazing physique, ordinary people would probably have to fall apart!

It should be the demon clan, but Fang Zhuo didn't have time to raise his head at all, on this battlefield, as long as he fell, dozens of figures would follow, and the long sword in the hand of the demon clan who followed up had already stabbed directly at Fang Zhuo. However, as soon as a gunshot rang out, the head of the demon who had an absolute advantage was blasted into a blood mist, and then Fang Zhuo was picked up by a big hand.

"It's okay, little guy!" Lao Zhang didn't know when he arrived at Fang Zhuo's side.

"It's okay!" Fang Zhuo gasped and said, with Fang Zhuo's original fourth-level Force cultivation, this continuous fierce battle had already exceeded the thickness of the fourth-level Force.

Surrounded by shouts and the figures of the dark race, Fang Zhuo's heart sank slightly, but Lao Zhang didn't care about this, but rushed out with Fang Zhuo in his arms.

Maybe because most of the strong people fought fiercely in the city, they rushed all the way to the city gate. Lao Zhang said hoarsely: "From here to the east, keep walking, and in one day you will be able to reach the base of the empire's detachment in the northwest, then you will be considered to have escaped, clear?"

"Clear, sir!" replied Fang Zhuo, almost roaring.

Lao Zhang raised his hand this time and gave a simple military salute, then patted Fang Zhuo's shoulder, and said, "Yes, go ahead!

"But ....."

"No, but! Escape, survive, find out who is behind the scenes, and avenge us, this is also an order!" Lao Zhang directly interrupted Fang He's words in a hoarse voice.

These days of training had imprinted Fang Zhuo's habit of obeying military orders into his bones, and he turned around and ran into the distance.

However, it was obvious that God did not let the other party smile clumsyly, and Fang Zhuo, who had just taken two steps, felt an extremely strong demonic qi attacking, and in a hurry, Fang Zhuo only had time to stand Xuanguang in front of him, and then flew out.

Fang Zhuo, who landed on the ground, heard a "Huh?"

Then I vaguely heard Lao Zhang's angry voice, and a rune with blue brilliance instantly appeared in the field, it turned out that Lao Zhang was actually a war general cultivator.

Then, Fang Zhuo completely fainted.

Long

By the time Fang Zhuo woke up, there was no sound all around, and the battle was over.

Staggering up, Fang Zhuo first examined his own situation, and the last blow, it seemed that he was from the hands of a big man, although Fang Zhuo was lucky not to die, but his body was a mess, countless demonic qi was running around in his body, and the milky white force built layers of defense, so the Force that Fang Zhuo could mobilize was almost none, and the limit was just to shoot an Force bomb!

Fang Zhuo's surroundings were full of corpses of demons, demons, and soldiers of the Guards Legion, but Fang Zhuo didn't see Lao Zhang's.

Picking up an Force gun and an Force bullet casually, Fang Zhuo slowly pressed an Force bullet into the gun magazine, and cautiously entered the town, but there was no one, but Fang Zhuo found countless familiar corpses, even including Black Tiger, the instructor who always had a black face. Qin Feng, the most promising lieutenant general of the kamikaze army, was also not found.

Fang Zhuo stood in the city full of corpses, his brain was blank, and he could only subconsciously wipe the blood stains on the black tiger's face and cover the huge gap in his chest.

After thinking about it, Fang Zhuo carried the corpse of the black tiger on his back, and then carried the corpse of a soldier of the Guards Legion in one hand and walked outside the city. Fang Zhuo picked up Xuanguang, dug up the three grave pits, and then put them in.

Then keep coming back, keep going!

In the end, more than 200 humble tombstones appeared outside the town, and Fang Zhuo did not write his name.

After doing all this, Fang Zhuo knelt down and kowtowed three times to a cemetery in front of him.

Holding a Force gun in his hand and carrying the Xuanguang Giant Sword behind his back, Fang Zhuo just turned around and left, like a wild dog in a hurry and confused.