The sea buckthorn forest is about six or seven miles in circumference, and in addition to the sea buckthorn trees all over the place, there is also a small stream that slowly runs through the area.

It is not far from the Luotongnan Acropolis, and the fierce beasts in the forest have naturally been cleared up long ago, even the more dangerous strange plants and poisonous weeds have also been almost cleaned up.

Two or three miles further south of this forest, there is a slightly raised hillside, where more than twenty large and ferocious shuttles have to stop in all directions.

"Damn, why don't you start yet?"

On an armored shuttle more than two meters high, a black-faced man dragged an exaggerated broad-bladed broadsword, muttering in his mouth.

"What's the hurry, the fierce tiger can calm down!" spoke a sturdy man.

He wore fist gloves on his hands, his whole body was covered with heavy armor, a large crossbow was straddling his shoulders, and a row of bone necklaces made of the teeth of some unknown beast were hanging around his neck.

Han Qianlong, the current head of the "Boundless Monk Regiment" recognized by Luo Tong as the top three, and a strong man who just stepped into the 4-star a year ago, also came here to watch the battle at this moment.

"Boss Han, which side do you like?" the black-faced man dragged over and asked.

Not only them, but among the two dozen or so shuttles on this small hillside, there were dozens of high-ranking members of different monk orders.

They all maintain a certain level of attention to this team battle.

And on the largest and most luxurious black armored shuttle car with the emblem of Luotong City sprayed on the body, there was Luo Tianhao, the eldest son of the lord of Luotong City.

His arrival undoubtedly announced to these monks that the City Lord of Luo was also watching this battle.

Smart people understand better that this is the Luo City Lord who is always staring at their group of rebellious monks, and the warning is self-evident.

The eyes of Zhang Ziliang, the "greedy wolf" of everyone, also began to change.

There are those who envy him for taking the line of the eldest prince, but more of them are disdainful.

For thousands of years, the Friars have meant the spirit of freedom and adventure, when did they become the doglegs of the big family?

Let's just say that in this team battle, when will the life-and-death battle between the two major monk groups be fought under the nose of the city lord and the two sides lined up in formation?

Is this a fucking show or a war?

Han Qianlong is a typical representative of this kind of opinion.

In his opinion, since he chose the path of the Monks, he chose to die standing and never live on his knees!

"Hmph, don't say anything else, don't want to please me in the future with this greedy wolf!" The black-faced man rubbed his hands and glanced at the sea buckthorn forest three miles away, there was no movement over there so far, but he thought about it quickly, "Besides, this guy Liehu has never been a good stubble." ”

"But the difference in numbers is so big......"

"That's hard to say. If you want to say that among the many monks in Luo Tong, the one I can't see through the most is the fierce tiger. ”

Liehu was next to another large shuttle car more than six meters long not far away, but more than thirty meters away, he naturally couldn't hear the words of this black-faced man.

At this moment, his body was as straight as a sharp sword stuck there, his eyes were cold, and his expression was grim staring at the sea buckthorn forest in the distance.

The weather is good, the sea buckthorn forest three meters away is almost unobstructed in the field of vision, and the blue "Tianqing" banner that he is extremely familiar with and cherishes in his heart is waving in the wind. Under the banner, one hundred and three of his brothers were ready for revenge.

Suddenly, Fierce Tiger's fist tightened, and the whole person tightened like a tight string.

Team battles, it's begun!

............

Sea buckthorn forest.

Just as Han Qianlong slandered, the team battle between Tianqing and Tianwu actually had to be lined up like a regular army, and many people felt extremely tired in their hearts.

Whether it's heads-up or group fighting, they always like to rush up.

When encountering a life-and-death enemy, he does not hesitate to sneak attack, assassinate and even poison, and do everything he can.

But at this moment, hundreds of monks stood at a distance of two hundred meters, and there was no movement, except for a small stream running through the clearing between them.

At this distance, they can clearly see the faces of the enemy on the opposite side.

No one in the audience spoke, and the whole venue was filled with a murderous atmosphere, and the stream seemed to begin to condense.

"Kill!"

Suddenly, the bearded Zuobu who was sitting in the center of the Tianwu monks raised his hand and waved, and suddenly more than three hundred people shouted in unison!

A group of monks who had already prepared urged their senses together, and in an instant, dozens of source-shooting crossbows were launched at the same time, and dense arrows flew towards the opposite side!

"Spread out and defend yourself!"

The person in command on Tianqing's side was Lao Huo, and his face was tense at the moment, and his heart was secretly tight.

Looking at the formation of Tianwu on the opposite side, there are obviously some regular army shelves!

"Ding, ding, ding!"

Hundreds of arrows were ejected, but there were also two people in the formation who were shot by several arrows in an instant, and they fell to the ground in an instant.

Although they have also been equipped with new protective mechanisms, it is impossible for them to change all of them to the level of "Dawn Sun".

Not to mention that the cost is too great, in the chaos, it may be besieged at any time, and the super protective "Yaori" is not conducive to defensive counterattacks.

"Everyone, get out!"

Lao Huo shouted again, and suddenly hundreds of heavily armed Tianqing monks scattered in small teams, retreating and counterattacking according to the queue planned before the battle.

After all, there are few people, so naturally they will not be so stupid as to stand and bombard.

Once a war starts, it is natural to choose the most familiar way in peacetime.

"The first detachment, rush to the left flank! The second detachment, the right flank, and everyone else continues to shoot!" Seeing them change formations, the left port also adjusted its formation in time.

He didn't take any chances, and still let the hundreds of monks continue to control the source-shot crossbow on the spot, maintaining absolute long-range attack suppression, while the other two squads gradually advanced from both sides under the leadership of another fierce captain.

The sea buckthorn forest is not large, and further inside is a grassland area with low weeds, and Tianqing does not dare to start a war on the unsheltered grassland.

Soon, the Tianqing squads that scattered in all directions found that the other party did not disperse the formation at all!

In addition to resisting the attacks of arrows falling from the sky, they also had to face two Tianwu brigades that formed a formation on both sides and also attacked very sharply, each with more than fifty people, and they would never disperse the formation.

They just want to combine several squads together, and it is still difficult to organize a decent counterattack when there is still a gap in numbers.

In just ten minutes, they lost seven or eight people, and the originally scattered formation was unconsciously suppressed to the center.

On the hillside a few miles away, those bigwigs from various monk groups looked at the battle situation in the field, and their expressions were complicated.

"Tianwu, this group of wolf cubs, really brought the same set in the army!" Many of them set their eyes on the fierce tiger and the greedy wolf, but they were secretly vigilant in their hearts.

"But why hasn't there been any movement on the side of the Tianqing Chinese Army?"

Careful people also found the strangeness, but they couldn't guess what kind of tricks Tianqing could have under the tactics of Tianwu Monk Regiment, which had an absolute advantage in numbers and was still fighting so steadily.

During the field, Lao Huo frowned, staring at the situation on the field, while silently calculating something in his heart.

Next to him, Diao Laowei's eyes were blood-red, and the "Sun Armor Piercing Cannon" was still on his shoulder and didn't take it out.

And there were nearly twenty monks standing around them, each holding a Rainstorm Pear Flower Needle in their hands, and all of them were defending in the middle at the moment, without the slightest intention of joining the counterattack.

Seeing that the situation on the two wings was getting worse and worse, Diao Lao Wei took advantage of the voice to shout: "Old Huo, don't do it yet! The brothers can't hold on!"

One of the people next to him couldn't help but say: "Yes, if it goes on like this, even if the two of you make a move, the brothers won't have a chance to organize a counterattack!"

"I know!" Lao Huo's heart was dripping blood.

However, he must ensure that the opponent's commander is really superstitious about the concentrated style of play in this battle formation, and will not easily change the formation, so that it is possible to use the "Sun Piercing Running" and the "Rainstorm Pear Flower Needle" to launch a thunderous counterattack.

"Order, let Lei Zi and Da Gang hold the two wings respectively, give me ...... Five minutes, these five minutes they will defend me even if they die!"

As the seconds passed, the casualties of Tianqing continued to increase.

Finally, a few minutes later, in the eyes of everyone around him who were almost eating people, Lao Huo finally spoke in a hoarse voice: "Diao Lao Wei! and all the brothers of the assault team, prepare!"

The blood-colored fangs are finally revealed!