The Night Spirit was killed by Achahan, and the Egret killed Achahan with poison. Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info this time, the egret can be regarded as understanding how domineering the dragon blood toxin made by Fiona is.

The power of this erosion is completely unreasonable. Although there is also the problem of Achahan's carelessness. However, with the exception of martial soul cultivators with wind attribute abilities, it was also difficult for ordinary people to disperse such an attack when the poisonous mist was coming.

After experimenting with the power, the egret made it clear that he really had a weapon at hand that was enough to kill a general-level master. In this way, the direction of dealing with the highest combat power of the steppe army is equivalent to having a corresponding method.

However, the weapon is there though. But it can't deal with more people at the same time, one general level is easy to say, but if it is multiple generals, even if it is only two, it is difficult to break through simply relying on toxin bullets as a killer weapon.

On this side of the steppe, Achahan was thrown away, and there were six surviving general-level officers. Now, including Prince Doron, these masters are trying to fend off the attacking Night Spirits. In order to make their army less harmed, these officers also fought hard.

Finished tackling Achahan. The egret turned around and sneaked towards the safety of the area. Unlike the situation just now, a large number of night spirits have already broken in, and they have become a group of grassland warriors who have reacted.

The girls of the scout team of the Feng Dance Army were not without action, they were holding crossbows, and quietly attacked the ordinary soldiers on this side of the grassland, and they started quickly and steadily, and they also killed a lot of people.

At the same time, the more special existence in the Night Soul also began to exert its power. The invading type of night spirit is attached to the soldiers, and these soldiers are controlled, and they still indiscriminately kill and injure the warriors around them. The stealth type of Night Soul also begins to exert its power, always appearing suddenly before the soldiers, killing one, and then disappearing again.

For the situation on Duolun's side, it can be described as a sharp turn.

Thirty thousand grassland soldiers seems to be a lot, but in the chaotic battle, fighting against Baililin's night soul actually doesn't have much advantage. After the light of the fire gradually dimmed, most of the battle area was pitch black. This doesn't have much effect on the Night Spirit, but for ordinary soldiers who rely on their sight to fight, the problem is serious.

There are only soldiers with more than six stars at the captain level and special martial spirits, and they can also have a certain night vision ability. Other ordinary soldiers, in such an environment, are simply targets for slaughter under the hands of the Night Spirit.

Duolun was constantly cleaning up the night spirits around him, and he was upset by the constant wails of the warriors around him. The battlefield area is too large, even if he is strong, he can't protect everyone, and he can only watch his soldiers die more and more.

We can't go on like this!

Duolun's face was extremely ugly, "Let the guards come out here, light the fire to attract the attention of the night soul, and all the soldiers use the firelight as a directional marker to gather and fight!"

In the dark, this can be very useful. The light tropism of the night soul has been used by Duolun once before, and he wants to repeat the old trick now. However, his idea is good. Only this time, the egret was lurking outside the safe area, and naturally it was impossible for Duolun's idea to succeed.

If you hit it head-on, you are looking for death, but behind the scenes, there is no psychological burden on the egret.

The guards cleared a path and slaughtered dozens of night souls before they cleared up an empty space and came out. A few guards carrying fire-burning materials had just put down the firewood when a whistling RPG warhead pierced directly into the group.

"Boom!"

A violent explosion occurred instantly. Standing here is not a general-level officer, who can withstand the explosion with his real strength. The stronger of the guards is just the captain level, and relying on the Gang Qi to resist the explosive power of the RPG is nothing more than death.

After an explosion, a team of dozens of people was blown up in an instant, and none of them survived.

Duolun watched the explosion not far away, almost dumbfounded, and the continuous blows almost drove him crazy. At night, he didn't expect to rely on the situation of fighting the night soul here, this night had just begun, and his soldiers had already fallen into a bitter battle, and now they had to face the continuous strange means of attack by the Central Plains army that they didn't know. If it were an ordinary person, this would be absolutely hopeless.

General-level strength is the primary stage of using real power. At this stage, there are not many natural forces that can be used. Full of calculations, that is, in the situation of being able to destroy. Even if Duolun let all six generals exert their strength, they couldn't withstand the indiscriminate attacks launched by so many night spirits on his army.

"Your Highness!" The general-level officer in the personal guard was no longer guarding Luo Hao's side, and he couldn't stay out of such a fierce battle situation at all. "I'm afraid it won't work like this! We have to break through!"

"Break out?!" Duolun said with gritted teeth, "Are you asking me to abandon my siblings and run for my life?!"

"Your Royal Highness, if you continue to defend this situation. Then it's not just the army that has been lost! I'm afraid that the soldiers, including you, are all in danger. If we break through now, even if we lose some people, the main force will still survive!" said the officer of the guard, arguingly.

It's a very simple arithmetic problem.

The steppe warriors who are now caught in battle are only about half of the 30,000 troops. The remaining half of the people are fully combative. If you break through now, you will indeed lose a lot, but it is much better than breaking through after you are completely caught in the battle and causing inevitable losses.

Duolun's face tightened, it was not that he didn't see through this problem, but in such a situation, he was not willing to give up his army soldiers because of the sneak attack of the Central Plains army!

To break through, there must be troops behind the palace. The act of being the queen of the palace in Baili Lin is completely suicide. If there is no guide, no matter how strong the force is, it will not be able to get out of the hundred miles of forest safely. There is a loss of sense of direction, and the only way to discern direction is to rely on cognition and marking. And this kind of ability is only available to Luo Hao.

Luo Hao naturally could not be abandoned behind the palace, so the soldiers left behind would definitely die. This method of breaking the wrist of a strong man is simply unacceptable to Duolun's heart.

However, this is the only way.

Duolun was also a decisive man, and after thinking about it for a few minutes, he finally made up his mind.

"All the soldiers who are engaged in the battle, let them light the torches! Bado, you are responsible for gathering everyone and letting everyone use your voice as coordinates. ”

"Let's break through!"