readx;? Three or four hundred heavily armed sweepers were enough to run rampant through the wilderness and crush any enemy who dared to stand in their way, and the grim situation facing the Black Flag camp was far worse than the beast tide. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The camp warriors don't have any advantage in terms of individual combat effectiveness compared to mutants, not to mention that everyone is tired, most of the fighters are injured, how can they still fight?

Yun Ying was more worried than the sweepers, he was the only one in the entire camp who knew, and it was no coincidence that there was a sandstorm just now.

This is most likely the work of a certain person or weapon.

It was hard for Yun Ying to imagine or dare not imagine what could create this supernatural force. People are always terrified in the face of unknown, mysterious, and inexplicable things, and Cloud Eagle is certainly no exception, so he feels that the motives and background of this burge are unfathomable.

The two sides confronted each other from a distance of one or two hundred meters.

The sweepers didn't seem to be in a hurry to attack immediately.

A man came out of the car covered in a tattered cloak, with a large hood covering his face, unable to see his face and appearance, but he was eerily calm compared to the murderous and restless mutants.

This kind of calm is not even felt by the rhythm of the ups and downs of breathing, and if you stand still, it is almost like a sculpture in a cloak!

Yunying found a special detail.

Even the most hideous, terrifying and powerful ogre, when the mysterious man walked by, they immediately took the initiative to slightly avoid the way out, and let the mysterious man pass by, as if they were afraid that they would block him.

These trolls have long since lost their ability to think, and even then they can clearly distinguish between strong and weak, clearly aware of who is the true leader, and more deeply understand what the price of disobeying the leader will be.

This memory has been seared into the soul in the simplest and crudest way.

That's why I made such a move almost instinctively!

The atmosphere was solemn as if falling into a ball of concrete, as if walking on a dangerous tightrope, and everyone had to be careful to breathe, for fear that the slightest change could upset the fragile balance.

The cloaked man slowly walked to the front.

Yun Ying stared at the guy and tried to figure out something different.

No matter how hard I tried, I couldn't feel the strange fluctuations, it wasn't him, it wasn't him!

Such a sweeping regiment covered in steel armor, armed with heavy blunt weapons, all kinds of machetes, axes, bows and crossbows, and even formed a convoy and armed to the teeth, could never have appeared out of thin air, why had I never heard of this strength before?

The two captains of the camp elite group were very confused.

Why didn't the sweeping group storm the wall and rush in? The current confrontation only gave the camp soldiers time to breathe, why did they do this, absolutely strong confidence? What are they waiting for? or what are they worried about?

The bow is full.

Bullets are loaded.

No matter what the sweepers thought, the camp guards spontaneously reorganized the defensive line, but everyone clearly understood that now the camp side has no advantage, and if such a battle starts, no matter who wins or loses, at least half of these people who participate in the battle will be killed, and even the entire camp will be bloodbathed!

The atmosphere of the audience was so solemn that it was about to suffocate.

The cloaked sculpture-like figure moved slightly, and lifted a pale face like paper from the hood, the pale complexion was lifeless like a plaster sculpture, and his eyes were pitch black like endless night, and when he blinked, his eyelids were not close together, but a dark red film on the left and right quickly closed and contracted, so it made people have a very strange feeling.

The mysterious man stretched out his hand and pointed to the camp: "This camp is ours." ”

His tone was casual, as if he were making a decision that didn't seem too difficult, such as eating a loaf of bread in front of him or picking a wildflower on the side of the road, and his voice was sharp and eerie, indescribably strange and eerie.

The faces of the camp side are not very good-looking.

The mystery man continued: "Surrender!"

Yun Ying's face also became strange, aren't the sweepers all killing and looting, sweeping around like locusts. It's strange that these sweepers are trying to occupy this camp now?

How could anyone agree to such a request? Those huge ogres can eat a large living person at every meal, and they don't even have to vomit bones!

No matter how stupid you are, you won't be stupid enough to make food for the Sweepers yourself!

In the face of this obvious provocation, a lean young man stood up, it was the second captain of the elite regiment, a man nicknamed Wolf, his two eyes erupted with anger: "First ask Lao Tzu if he agrees with the knife!

There was cursing in the camp.

It's not that people are angered by this guy's arrogant attitude, but the only way to boost their morale is to the bottom.

"It can't be helped. ”

The cloaked man raised his hand slightly, casually, as if he were greeting his neighbor on a sunny morning, but before making a final decision, he glanced around as if what was waiting for him.

After the mysterious man looked around, he paused for a few seconds, trying to wait for the thing not to appear as he had hoped, his eyes faintly showing disappointment, and his voice was as cold as ice and full of death, clearly echoing in everyone's ears.

"Okay, then let's kill you all!"

So casual.

So straightforward.

It's not like giving out a difficult task, ordering someone to drink a glass of water in front of them, simple and without arguing.

In front of the mysterious sweepers, maybe these camp people are a bunch of bugs that can be pinched to death!

"Roar, roar, roar!"

The Sweepers have waited too long for this order!

More than a dozen ogres began to take steps and began to move forward, at least a hundred thugs followed closely behind the ogres, their rough and simple but very thick iron armor made a clattering sound of rubbing, like a rusty old-fashioned locomotive, each step stepped on the ground slightly, but firm and strong, blocking the flesh and blood in front of them, destined to be crushed.

The Black Flag Camp Guard's expression was shocked and frightened.

I thought that there would be a confrontation for a while, at least to replenish the arrows and ammunition consumed, but who knew that these damn sweeping regiments would actually say that they would fight without the slightest bit of mud and water.

The bear hurriedly shouted: "Shoot the arrows!"

The camp warriors fired their bows and crossbows in unison, but the formation was too messy for the firepower to concentrate at all.

More than a dozen gigantic ogres raised their arms to protect their eyes, their steel armor thick enough to protect vital parts, and these ordinary arrows or bullets could not cause fatal damage.

"Be careful!"

"They're coming!"

More than a dozen trolls rushed into the crowd with earth-shattering steps.

The ogre's hand was a large hammer weighing several hundred kilograms, almost no different from a small wooden stick, and they raised the heavy hammer high enough to smash five or six oxen into the middle of the crowd with a sparse and violent force.

Rumble!

The two of them were crushed into splattered flesh like broken glass!

When the violent force bombarded the ground, it seemed that the earth itself was trembling, making people feel a shock under their feet, and the violent momentum and power set off a wave of momentum, and even shook the surrounding circle of people to the ground.

The spear of the camp warrior pierced through the ogre skin, even through the gaps in the armor.

The ogre sledgehammer swept casually, and the human body flew out like a baseball.

The second, the third, the fourth......

The trolls marched wildly, covered in thick steel armor that was unafraid of any attack, crushing all the human bodies they could reach with each swing of the hammer into a lump of flesh and blood.

Each burly ogre was surrounded by a mob armed with homemade steel shields and large axes in their hands.

Although these wilderness thugs do not have the incredible physique and strength of ogres, they are also the best of the wilderness sweepers, each of them is nearly two meters in size, twice as thick as ordinary humans, the iron shield in their left hand can block any attack, and the tomahawk in their right hand tears the human body apart like chopping vegetables.

A group of mild-to-moderate mutants armed with bows and crossbows and firearms in the back.

These mutants don't have the strong melee abilities of the first two, but they have a smarter and clearer head than the highly mutated sweepers, so they are responsible for sniping and intercepting with distant weapons, so they specialize in sniping and killing dangerous targets.

The bows and crossbows of the sweeping regiment are all specially made, and each arrow is extremely powerful, and the accuracy is also terrifying, all from the door of the head directly to the back of the head, and almost no one is spared.

Some ride lizards or motorcycles in the wilderness, armed with scythes or long weapons, and are responsible for clearing the sides.

With such a complex team combination and such a powerful lineup of troops, the strength of this sweeping regiment is undoubtedly displayed, and it is almost a one-sided slaughter!

The camp warriors have no room for resistance!

The screams of the warriors, the sounds of shattering bones and deformed muscles, and the screams of arrows and bullets and tearing air, all intertwined to create a concerto that will never be forgotten, a sea of fear that can drown out any strong warrior and make him lose his fighting spirit.

Yun Ying had seen and experienced a lot of tragic battles, and he clearly realized that the difference in strength between the two sides was too big, even if the camp soldiers tried their best to resist, it was useless, and their resistance was worthless.

The relentless attack of the Sweepers shatters all hope!

The combat effectiveness of the two sides does not seem to be at the same level!

This war is ten times more tragic than last night's beast tide!

The hooded white mystery man watched the slaughter unfolding in front of him silently, as if he were enjoying a good show after a tea and dinner, and he himself seemed to have no intention of making a move.

Yunying has a hunch.

The combined danger of the ten ogres is not as dangerous as this one guy, and there is also a huge gap between the masters like the mad dog and the cunning fox in front of them, and the reason why they don't do it now is simply that there is no need to make a move.

How will this war end?

Where should the Black Flag camp go?

Yun Ying deeply experienced the sorrow of the weak, and he found that he could do nothing in the face of such a situation!

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