On the 15th day of July in the first year of Tianyuan, the battlefield of Tianyuan.

The war drums of the soldiers beat again, and Sinso, with his tired but still piercing eyes, shouted at the soldiers in the position to raise their spirits and prepare for a new attack of the enemy. Inside the position, it was quiet, no one was willing to spend more time saying a word or two, and everyone was silent nesting in the trenches, listening to the movement on the ground, waiting for the enemy to come up to the position.

The momentum of the thousands of people rushing on the opposite side shook the dust particles on the ground like small fleas, quite a formation, the soldiers in the position were all looking at this situation with cold eyes, and their hands were very relaxed, but the extremely tired eyes were full of cold coldness, without a trace of pity, without a trace of tension imposed on themselves, they seemed to be very relaxed, but they were not, there was no sadness or joy in their expressions, as if the world had nothing to do with them.

"These are veterans of a hundred battles, calm and composed, but they are fierce and fierce when they fight hard, and they have never had any mercy for the enemy. It's a pity!" Xin Suo couldn't help but feel sorry in his heart, if the soldiers had a few more attacks like this, these people would be exhausted to death on this position.

Vaguely, Sinsoe suddenly felt a sense of vigilance, the other party's futile attack must be covering something, but now the news from all sides did not have the infiltration and unfavorable news of this position, but the good news that the front was becoming more and more stable.

"Something is wrong!" Sinsoe looked at the momentum of the opposite wave of people charging, obviously feeling that it was different from the past, the strength of this group of people was very strong, "It seems that the other party is making it more difficult for us!"

Xin Suo was puzzled, but one thing was certain, the other party was using fatigue tactics, trying to bring down himself and others physically, after all, he had been waiting for more than a month, these people were all golden bumps, and now many people are sleeping here, accepting the regret of all the living and the regret of the general.

On the 15th day of July in the first year of Tianyuan, the battlefield of Tianyuan.

The war drums of the soldiers beat again, and Sinso, with his tired but still piercing eyes, shouted at the soldiers in the position to raise their spirits and prepare for a new attack of the enemy. Inside the position, it was quiet, no one was willing to spend more time saying a word or two, and everyone was silent nesting in the trenches, listening to the movement on the ground, waiting for the enemy to come up to the position.

The momentum of the thousands of people rushing on the opposite side shook the dust particles on the ground like small fleas, quite a formation, the soldiers in the position were all looking at this situation with cold eyes, and their hands were very relaxed, but the extremely tired eyes were full of cold coldness, without a trace of pity, without a trace of tension imposed on themselves, they seemed to be very relaxed, but they were not, there was no sadness or joy in their expressions, as if the world had nothing to do with them.

"These are veterans of a hundred battles, calm and composed, but they are fierce and fierce when they fight hard, and they have never had any mercy for the enemy. It's a pity!" Xin Suo couldn't help but feel sorry in his heart, if the soldiers had a few more attacks like this, these people would be exhausted to death on this position.

Vaguely, Sinsoe suddenly felt a sense of vigilance, the other party's futile attack must be covering something, but now the news from all sides did not have the infiltration and unfavorable news of this position, but the good news that the front was becoming more and more stable.

"Something is wrong!" Sinsoe looked at the momentum of the opposite wave of people charging, obviously feeling that it was different from the past, the strength of this group of people was very strong, "It seems that the other party is making it more difficult for us!"

Xin Suo was puzzled, but one thing was certain, the other party was using fatigue tactics, trying to bring down himself and others physically, after all, he had been waiting for more than a month, these people were all golden bumps, and now many people are sleeping here, accepting the regret of all the living and the regret of the general.

On the 15th day of July in the first year of Tianyuan, the battlefield of Tianyuan.

The war drums of the soldiers beat again, and Sinso, with his tired but still piercing eyes, shouted at the soldiers in the position to raise their spirits and prepare for a new attack of the enemy. Inside the position, it was quiet, no one was willing to spend more time saying a word or two, and everyone was silent nesting in the trenches, listening to the movement on the ground, waiting for the enemy to come up to the position.

The momentum of the thousands of people rushing on the opposite side shook the dust particles on the ground like small fleas, quite a formation, the soldiers in the position were all looking at this situation with cold eyes, and their hands were very relaxed, but the extremely tired eyes were full of cold coldness, without a trace of pity, without a trace of tension imposed on themselves, they seemed to be very relaxed, but they were not, there was no sadness or joy in their expressions, as if the world had nothing to do with them.

"These are veterans of a hundred battles, calm and composed, but they are fierce and fierce when they fight hard, and they have never had any mercy for the enemy. It's a pity!" Xin Suo couldn't help but feel sorry in his heart, if the soldiers had a few more attacks like this, these people would be exhausted to death on this position.

Vaguely, Sinsoe suddenly felt a sense of vigilance, the other party's futile attack must be covering something, but now the news from all sides did not have the infiltration and unfavorable news of this position, but the good news that the front was becoming more and more stable.

"Something is wrong!" Sinsoe looked at the momentum of the opposite wave of people charging, obviously feeling that it was different from the past, the strength of this group of people was very strong, "It seems that the other party is making it more difficult for us!"

Xin Suo was puzzled, but one thing was certain, the other party was using fatigue tactics, trying to bring down himself and others physically, after all, he had been waiting for more than a month, these people were all golden bumps, and now many people are sleeping here, accepting the regret of all the living and the regret of the general.

On the 15th day of July in the first year of Tianyuan, the battlefield of Tianyuan.

The war drums of the soldiers beat again, and Sinso, with his tired but still piercing eyes, shouted at the soldiers in the position to raise their spirits and prepare for a new attack of the enemy. Inside the position, it was quiet, no one was willing to spend more time saying a word or two, and everyone was silent nesting in the trenches, listening to the movement on the ground, waiting for the enemy to come up to the position.

The momentum of the thousands of people rushing on the opposite side shook the dust particles on the ground like small fleas, quite a formation, the soldiers in the position were all looking at this situation with cold eyes, and their hands were very relaxed, but the extremely tired eyes were full of cold coldness, without a trace of pity, without a trace of tension imposed on themselves, they seemed to be very relaxed, but they were not, there was no sadness or joy in their expressions, as if the world had nothing to do with them.

"These are veterans of a hundred battles, calm and composed, but they are fierce and fierce when they fight hard, and they have never had any mercy for the enemy. It's a pity!" Xin Suo couldn't help but feel sorry in his heart, if the soldiers had a few more attacks like this, these people would be exhausted to death on this position.

Vaguely, Sinsoe suddenly felt a sense of vigilance, the other party's futile attack must be covering something, but now the news from all sides did not have the infiltration and unfavorable news of this position, but the good news that the front was becoming more and more stable.

"Something is wrong!" Sinsoe looked at the momentum of the opposite wave of people charging, obviously feeling that it was different from the past, the strength of this group of people was very strong, "It seems that the other party is making it more difficult for us!"

Xin Suo was puzzled, but one thing was certain, the other party was using fatigue tactics, trying to bring down himself and others physically, after all, he had been waiting for more than a month, these people were all golden bumps, and now many people are sleeping here, accepting the regret of all the living and the regret of the general.

On the 15th day of July in the first year of Tianyuan, the battlefield of Tianyuan.

The war drums of the soldiers beat again, and Sinso, with his tired but still piercing eyes, shouted at the soldiers in the position to raise their spirits and prepare for a new attack of the enemy. Inside the position, it was quiet, no one was willing to spend more time saying a word or two, and everyone was silent nesting in the trenches, listening to the movement on the ground, waiting for the enemy to come up to the position.

The momentum of the thousands of people rushing on the opposite side shook the dust particles on the ground like small fleas, quite a formation, the soldiers in the position were all looking at this situation with cold eyes, and their hands were very relaxed, but the extremely tired eyes were full of cold coldness, without a trace of pity, without a trace of tension imposed on themselves, they seemed to be very relaxed, but they were not, there was no sadness or joy in their expressions, as if the world had nothing to do with them.

"These are veterans of a hundred battles, calm and composed, but they are fierce and fierce when they fight hard, and they have never had any mercy for the enemy. It's a pity!" Xin Suo couldn't help but feel sorry in his heart, if the soldiers had a few more attacks like this, these people would be exhausted to death on this position.

Vaguely, Sinsoe suddenly felt a sense of vigilance, the other party's futile attack must be covering something, but now the news from all sides did not have the infiltration and unfavorable news of this position, but the good news that the front was becoming more and more stable.

"Something is wrong!" Sinsoe looked at the momentum of the opposite wave of people charging, obviously feeling that it was different from the past, the strength of this group of people was very strong, "It seems that the other party is making it more difficult for us!"

Xin Suo was puzzled, but one thing was certain, the other party was using fatigue tactics, trying to bring down himself and others physically, after all, he had been waiting for more than a month, these people were all golden bumps, and now many people are sleeping here, accepting the regret of all the living and the regret of the general.

On the 15th day of July in the first year of Tianyuan, the battlefield of Tianyuan.

The war drums of the soldiers beat again, and Sinso, with his tired but still piercing eyes, shouted at the soldiers in the position to raise their spirits and prepare for a new attack of the enemy. Inside the position, it was quiet, no one was willing to spend more time saying a word or two, and everyone was silent nesting in the trenches, listening to the movement on the ground, waiting for the enemy to come up to the position.

The momentum of the thousands of people rushing on the opposite side shook the dust particles on the ground like small fleas, quite a formation, the soldiers in the position were all looking at this situation with cold eyes, and their hands were very relaxed, but the extremely tired eyes were full of cold coldness, without a trace of pity, without a trace of tension imposed on themselves, they seemed to be very relaxed, but they were not, there was no sadness or joy in their expressions, as if the world had nothing to do with them.

"These are veterans of a hundred battles, calm and composed, but they are fierce and fierce when they fight hard, and they have never had any mercy for the enemy. It's a pity!" Xin Suo couldn't help but feel sorry in his heart, if the soldiers had a few more attacks like this, these people would be exhausted to death on this position.

Vaguely, Sinsoe suddenly felt a sense of vigilance, the other party's futile attack must be covering something, but now the news from all sides did not have the infiltration and unfavorable news of this position, but the good news that the front was becoming more and more stable.

"Something is wrong!" Sinsoe looked at the momentum of the opposite wave of people charging, obviously feeling that it was different from the past, the strength of this group of people was very strong, "It seems that the other party is making it more difficult for us!"

Xin Suo was puzzled, but one thing was certain, the other party was using fatigue tactics, trying to bring down himself and others physically, after all, he had been waiting for more than a month, these people were all golden bumps, and now many people are sleeping here, accepting the regret of all the living and the regret of the general.

On the 15th day of July in the first year of Tianyuan, the battlefield of Tianyuan.

The war drums of the soldiers beat again, and Sinso, with his tired but still piercing eyes, shouted at the soldiers in the position to raise their spirits and prepare for a new attack of the enemy. Inside the position, it was quiet, no one was willing to spend more time saying a word or two, and everyone was silent nesting in the trenches, listening to the movement on the ground, waiting for the enemy to come up to the position.

The momentum of the thousands of people rushing on the opposite side shook the dust particles on the ground like small fleas, quite a formation, the soldiers in the position were all looking at this situation with cold eyes, and their hands were very relaxed, but the extremely tired eyes were full of cold coldness, without a trace of pity, without a trace of tension imposed on themselves, they seemed to be very relaxed, but they were not, there was no sadness or joy in their expressions, as if the world had nothing to do with them.

"These are veterans of a hundred battles, calm and composed, but they are fierce and fierce when they fight hard, and they have never had any mercy for the enemy. It's a pity!" Xin Suo couldn't help but feel sorry in his heart, if the soldiers had a few more attacks like this, these people would be exhausted to death on this position.

Vaguely, Sinsoe suddenly felt a sense of vigilance, the other party's futile attack must be covering something, but now the news from all sides did not have the infiltration and unfavorable news of this position, but the good news that the front was becoming more and more stable.

"Something is wrong!" Sinsoe looked at the momentum of the opposite wave of people charging, obviously feeling that it was different from the past, the strength of this group of people was very strong, "It seems that the other party is making it more difficult for us!"

Xin Suo was puzzled, but one thing was certain, the other party was using fatigue tactics, trying to bring down himself and others physically, after all, he had been waiting for more than a month, these people were all golden bumps, and now many people are sleeping here, accepting the regret of all the living and the regret of the general.

As Sinso tightened the line, another round of assault began. The cannons in the sky shook the sky, and the dust flew everywhere, and the blood was raging. The solid front that Sinsok had managed to build up was in danger of being broken in this attack.

Sinso jumped up and down, running around, and finally stabilized the front, when suddenly there was a rumbling underground, and a big hole suddenly came to the place where the original defense line was stable.