The space-time rift has always been extremely busy, and every minute, a large number of elite demons pass through here and set foot on the land of the Fila Continent in this world.

It seems that after two hours of rest, the commander of the Burning Legion on the opposite side has successfully mobilized a large number of elite demon troops, waiting at the other end of the space-time rift, and the troops at hand are frighteningly abundant.

However, it is clear that in terms of strength and overall strength, it stands to reason that the army under his command can crush the opponent, but the commander of the Burning Regiment is deeply aware of a cruel reality: in this world, there are so many truths to be told.

Gradually, he found that constantly passing through the rift in time and space to replenish the past troops was far from keeping up with the speed of consumption over there, and the number of elite demons on the battlefield was getting smaller and smaller.

After the battle had only lasted for half an hour, the total number of demons on the battlefield was only a little more than 4,000, and the elite demons who had been constantly reinforcing had instead become an extremely embarrassing fuel filling tactic for the commander of the Burning Legion.

If you continue to send reinforcements, the situation on the battlefield will not only not improve, but will get worse and worse, but if you stop here, these more than 4,000 elite demons on the battlefield, as well as so many elites who died in the previous battle, will become meaningless consumables.

The little dwarf Modo said in his heart: The Burning Legion, for these elite troops who are above level 12, in the case of such a number of casualties, they may feel that they are just a drop in the bucket, and it is indeed not painful.

But the one on the other side, the commander who has always only heard voices, but has never seen the appearance, is just the role of a legion commander, and under the three demon gods of the Burning Legion, I don't know how many such legion leader level roles there are.

Such a heavy loss will definitely make this commander jump to his feet in a hurry after he sobers up!

In the abyss plane of the law of cruelty, even if you are a member of the Burning Legion, you will not have any solidarity and friendship with you......

In the end, the commander on the opposite side still defeated his impulse with reason and made a wise choice, not letting the new elite demons continue to rush over to send him to death, and the time and space rifts of the demons were constantly passed, and suddenly it was so quiet.

"Woo~" A long series of horn sounds came from the other side of the space-time rift, and Mo Duo suddenly had a spirit, and his spirit tightened again, not knowing that the commander of the Burning Legion on the other side was going to do something again.

It's just that everyone on the steel lead side didn't expect that after the elite demons on the field heard the horn, their faces suddenly showed extremely surprised scenes, and then they stopped the momentum of the charge, forcibly turned around, and ran backwards.

"They're retreating. A loud voice completely woke everyone up from their incredible sluggishness.

The main thing is that the Iron Collar fights with the Burning Legion, and it can be said that there are a lot of times, and the Burning Legion is from top to bottom, and it is crazy to the death in the battle, and several battles are completely killed by all members, which is the end of the battle.

So everyone would never have thought that the Burning Legion, which had been bombarding so much that it had no friends, would actually retreat.

The little dwarf Modo jumped up all of a sudden: "Fire with all your might, Xiao Hei quickly take your black dragon to do it, I'll see how much they can retreat!"

Obviously, the commander on the other side has figured it out, not only will he no longer reinforce this side, but he also intends to withdraw the four thousand elite demons here as much as possible.

However, it is easy to come here, but it is not so easy to go back.

As Xiao Hei and the other thirty-nine black dragons rose from the ground, spitting dragon breath frantically at the elite demons who were retreating for their lives, their casualties began to soar rapidly, and when they gathered in front of the rift in time and space, the casualties were even more shocking.

With a space-time rift about twelve meters wide, it looks quite wide, but it is still impossible to evacuate so many elite demons in a short period of time, and the sudden sound of the retreat horn immediately caused these demons to fall into a terrible state of disorder.

In the Burning Legion, the size of the strength is often proportional to the stature, and the figure of these elite demons is naturally right, and their elite demons are named.

However, the size they are usually proud of has now become the biggest obstacle to escape, and for a while, a large number of elite demons have crowded the space-time rift with each other, blocking this place to death, and it takes a lot of hard work to squeeze through.

Behind them, all the twelve-pounder cannons, heavy trebuchets, and ballistae were pouring their firepower merrily, and above their heads, the black dragons were spewing dragon breath rapidly, and every minute that passed, a large number of elite demons were killed.

Seeing this, a particularly tall demon guard threw away the tower shield in his hand and squeezed the black warrior in the crack of time and space, and decisively slashed his sword into two pieces.

Then he raised his bloody two-handed greatsword and shouted loudly: "I am Rossith, the legendary leader of the Demon Guardians, now listen to my orders, everyone don't crowd, line up to pass here, or I will kill him before the orcs kill him." ”

Several guards who followed him beside him, at the same time, loudly reprimanded the demons around him who were desperately squeezing forward, not waving their weapons, finding an unlucky egg to stand up, and gradually the order before the space-time rift began to improve, and the speed of passage also increased a lot.

It's just that Lord Rossi, who forcibly came out, immediately became the focus of attention of many black dragons, and after the fat dragon black let out a summoning dragon groan, with more than twenty black dragons, he swooped down at Rossis, until the distance was only fifty meters high, and they spewed out dragon breath at the same time.

After more than twenty dragon breaths, the leader of this demon guardian is like a big candle that has been lit, burning you incomparably brightly.

Suddenly, among the elite demons present, a little order that had just been barely born disappeared with the dragon's breath, and the space-time rift was congested again.

In order to survive, they pointed their defenseless backs in the direction of the orcs, and as for the former colleagues who stood in their way in front of them, they would be subjected to their raining fists and big feet, and even later, they would directly cut down the people in front of them with a single sword.

Or, they were also easily cut down by the demons behind them......