On the high ground filled with gunsmoke, the blood donation soaked the soft soil, and every step left a red footprint, muddy and bloody. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Ghost Hitomi quietly looked at Tempest and Nadal, the only pair of dragon natives, not knowing what they were thinking.

"Seal them up, leaving a few people to guard them, and the rest to defend them. Ghost Hitomi just said lightly, but the rest of the people were shocked, and no one dared to put forward a right opinion, even the temporary supreme commander here Ma Ke looked like he should be, this knight had deeply impressed all the Celestials present.

It's just that after a long time, there was no movement, and the mages looked embarrassed.

"What's the problem?" Hitomi asked, looking back at Marco.

"Ahem, Ranger - Tempest is a seventh-order dragon clan, and the highest one present is a three-star general, and he has no ability to seal him for the time being. As for the other one, it's already more out of gas and less intake, you see... Marco was embarrassed too.

"Oh, I'm just talking about it, I don't know much about mages. How many people are still able to take part in the battle?"

"Except for the unfortunate deaths of fifty-one mortals and about two hundred lightly wounded, we have a complete strength of about four hundred men. "Marco's grasp of the number of people is still accurate, and each battalion reports separately, and he just makes a summary.

"All the wounded stay on the high ground and make a siege, and the others can prepare for an ambush, what do you see?Lord Marco?" the ghost Hitomi smiled at Marco.

"Ahem, that's exactly what Mistress Dante said. Marco nodded hurriedly, what happened to these battles, he was like a mirror in his heart, without Dante he was a ball, and then Marco immediately reorganized the living force, and then the four hundred people were divided into two parts and lurked in the place where the dragon clan must pass.

"What the hell do you think?" Juninho asked Hitomi in confusion as he lay in ambush beneath the ruins of the fortifications.

"The key is to see what the Dragons and Celestials think. Now that we have successfully uprooted the highlands of the demons, the border between the Celestial Clan and the Demon Race has been connected. If the dragon clan dares to draw defensive forces to come to the rescue, if the defenders of the Celestial border dare to take the initiative, then the border between the Celestial Clan and the Dragon Clan will inevitably expand to the territory of the Dragon Clan. ”

"It's a shame you're not a commander. Juninho smacked his lips and thought so.

"I'm saying that the Celestials don't necessarily have the courage to do so. Oni Hitomi smiled.

Whoosh~ A piercing sound sounded in the air, and the sniper battle of the Celestial Clan against the Dragon Clan was completely launched, but this time, the professional configuration of the Dragon Clan made the Celestial Clan a little surprised. Without any healing professions, five hundred dragons spread their wings and rushed towards the high ground of the rope, and the ranged and melee classes were divided into fifty, a typical assault team.

"Looks like we've caught a big fish. Juninho laughed wildly and soared into the air.

Instead of rushing up, Hitomi looked at the wounded soldiers besieging Tempest and Nadal on the high ground with some concern. Obviously, the determination of the dragon clan to rescue is extremely strong, and it can even be said that it is desperate at all costs, watching the dragon clan pass through the air, and people are constantly being shot down by the ambushed Celestials, but the overall formation of the dragon clan has not been adjusted at all, and it rushes towards the high ground of Lisuo without stopping.

Juninho had already led the infantry battalion to rush up from behind the ruins on the ground and intercept the dragon array into two sections, but the dragon clan in front didn't even look back, and went straight to the high ground.

The intercepted dragon troops, the ghost pupil has no need to worry, because it is an ambush, the Celestial Clan has a numerical advantage against half of the dragons, and it is only a matter of time before the victory or defeat is lost, but it is intriguing that the dragon clan who would rather break his arm than impact the high ground is intriguing, what kind of character is it that makes the dragon clan make such a huge sacrifice?

The Four Hundred Heavenly Clan against the Three Hundred Dragon Clan, because it was entangled in the air, it was not a decisive advantage, and people kept falling from the sky, and the battle was extremely fierce. However, the indomitable elite of the two hundred dragon clans was like a bamboo, and they landed directly on the Lisuo Heights, but just to take a look, the wounded on the high ground were repulsed, and they had no power to fight back.

This is... The ghost pupil then chased after him, looking at the fine scale armor all over the bare skin of the dragon clan, all of them were actually seventh-order dragon clans!

However, what about the Seventh Order? With a wave of the Ghost Pupil's wings, he swooped down rapidly, and only two of the Dragon Clan's elites turned around to intercept them, while the rest continued to chase and kill the wounded of the Celestial Clan. At this time, the ghost pupil, how can it be blocked by the seventh order? The left hand armor punched out, shaking the left dragon clan back, and the blood river stabbed out with a sword without any fancy fancy, and the opponent also stabbed out with a big sword, as if he wanted to fight against the ghost pupil, a typical way of injuring the enemy by a thousand and causing self-damage of eight hundred.

The corners of the ghost pupil's mouth raised slightly, this berserker of the dragon clan was really good at calculating, relying on his armor and dragon scales to bully the ghost pupil in an armored robe, but this wishful thinking seemed to be wrong. The trend of the ghost pupil did not decrease, poof, the blood river ran straight into the dragon clan's chest, and the seventh-order armor and scale power could block the blood river in the slightest, and although the dragon warrior's big sword was not as long as the ghost pupil, but with the high-speed impact of the ghost pupil, it also quickly approached the ghost pupil's chest, but it was tightly held by an armored glove, and it couldn't get any closer.

In this way, the ghost pupil was full of surprise, and the dragon warriors whose vitality was constantly passing rushed into the enemy formation frantically, and suddenly the wounded soldiers of the Celestial Clan, who were already a little desperate, burst into cheers, and suddenly counterattacked with the momentum of seeing death as home.

"Dante! Dante!" The wounded soldiers of the Celestial Clan shouted loudly, their eyes burning towards the Dragon Venerable who was a whole rank higher than them, Dante was not cannon fodder in their eyes, not a commander who was good at strategy, and not a revered strong man, but a brother who really fought side by side, life and death, a single soldier, invincible god of war! That is not a matter of strength, it is a momentum, a momentum that is indomitable, rather than bending, and a momentum that makes the enemy fearful! Now that Dante is here, how can we possibly go on?

Like a moth to a fire, the more than 100 wounded soldiers left behind pounced on the dragon clan with a tragic momentum, what if you can't beat it, you will bite off a piece of meat desperately.

The divine guardian on the ghost pupil's body swayed, as if it could be extinguished at any time, and the dragon clan of this team of car guards was also mixed, but all of them were seventh-order strength, and the ghost pupil was not so easy to deal with. Although he was in the enemy's formation, the blood river opened and closed, and the half-moon, hugging the moon, constantly flashed incandescent light in the enemy's formation.

That's right, the ghost pupil is no longer hiding his identity, maybe after this battle, he will be ruined in the Celestial Clan, but at least he is worthy of the Celestial warriors who depend on him for life and death.

Poof, after a burst of fire knocked the dragon knight out of the way, Oni Hitomi saw a scene that he would never forget.

A Celestial priest had been cut off at the waist, and his lower body had disappeared in the chaotic battle, but his left hand grabbed the ankle of the dragon warrior, his eyes were scattered, and he used the last trace of strength to knock the scepter on the instep of the dragon warrior's other foot. This weak attack naturally will not damage the dragon clan at all, the dragon warrior scornfully stepped on the priest's head, poofed as if he had stepped on a watermelon, a cloud of red and white things splashed everywhere, the right foot rounded, but stunned for a moment, the hand still grabbed the ankle stubbornly. The dragon warrior roared, brandishing his battle axe, slashing at the stubborn wrist.

The ghost pupil, who had always been calm and unfazed, only felt an inexplicable anger in his heart, and the surroundings seemed to be frozen, even the weapons that slashed at him slowed down, and what was even clearer was the blood donations and stumps that the remaining wounded of the Celestial Clan kept throwing, and the pieces of white fallen feathers were so poignant in this crimson world.

"Kill!" Suddenly a roar exploded in the dragon crowd, and a surging wave of qi swept around, the dragon clan was not swept out, but they couldn't help but stagnate, Long Wei!

In the frightened gaze of the dragon clan around him, with a bang, a pair of huge blood-colored wings bloomed from the ghost pupils, and the terrifying energy and aura shrouded the surroundings, the knight who dared to rush into the dragon array alone, his bare skin was quickly covered by dark red scale armor, and when he raised his head, his eyes were already full of demonic crimson, and his indifferent eyes did not have a trace of life.

With a swoop, the ghost pupils disappeared from the spot, and the speed was almost like teleportation, and where they passed, the two dragons tightly covered their throats that had been cut by the wing armor, and their eyes looked in horror at the comrades beside them who were cut in two by the sword of the blood river.

"Kill him and rescue Lord Nadal. The elite commander of the dragon clan hurriedly shouted, trying to make the dragon comrades-in-arms wake up from the panic, but his shout revealed his position, a light lock flashed, and the commander was captured by the ghost pupil from the gap in the crowd, and the hideous blood river pierced him mercilessly, and then pulled horizontally, and suddenly the commander's upper body was only left with a layer of skin and flesh sticking, almost cut into two pieces.

The dragon elite did not forget their mission, some of them rushed over as if they were dead, and more of them hurried to eliminate the remaining Celestial guards, while the wind protected Nadal to the death, and was besieged in a corner by the Celestials.

The ghost pupil was inexplicably quiet in his heart at this time, and the blood donation flying everywhere was like a butterfly flying among the flowers, dancing, and the beauty made him intoxicated, he didn't think about rescuing the Celestial Guards, nor was he in a hurry to intercept the Dragon Clan's rescue elite, just waving the blood river to his heart's content, creating more and more beautiful butterflies.

"Take him away and leave me alone. "The wind curled up and looked at the ghost pupil in despair, like a ruthless killing machine, with precise shots, killing with one blow, so merciless, shuttling wantonly among the elite of the dragon clan, invincible.

The elite of the dragon clan did not have the persuasion of dog blood, there was no pretentious pain, and decisively supported Nadal, spread his wings, and the rest of the people approached closely to protect Nadal in it.

"Don't let anyone go. The voice was not loud, but the emotionless indifference was like a piece of solid ice sinking to the bottom of a cool pool, and the elite of the Celestial Clan felt more and more desperate, because a large net had already enveloped all the elite of the dragon clan that flew up, and the dragons who guarded Nadal fell to the ground together, and what greeted them was a huge blood-colored sword.

The ghost pupil seems to be enchanted, but in fact, he is extremely calm in his heart, forcing himself to rescue the Celestial guards, which is part of the dragon's tactics, and the dragons will take the opportunity to rescue the target of their trip. And the Celestial Clan guards are already wounded, and in the face of the wolf-like dragon elite, they already have the consciousness of death, if the ghost pupil is soft-hearted at this time to save them, then the opportunity that these guards have fought to the death will be lost in vain, and they are even more sorry for their trust in themselves. And Nadal is the ultimate goal of the dragon clan, in order to rescue him, the dragon clan even did not hesitate to give up nearly half of the people and ambush the soldiers, just to create opportunities for the elite. As long as Nadal is kept, no one will leave even if the dragons fight to the last man. Rush up, swing your sword, and donate blood to splash!

The troops ambushed by the Celestial Clan paid a heavy price before they annihilated all the intercepted Dragon Clan assault troops. These dragons are extremely brave, none of them tried to escape, all of them have the will to die, and the encirclement and suppression of the Celestial Clan is extremely difficult.

There were more than 400 ambush troops, and after all the dragon troops that were intercepted were wiped out, there were less than 200 people left, and even so, it was a brilliant victory. It's just that when they rushed back to help despite cleaning up the battlefield, they were all stunned in the air, and no one dared to approach the Lisuo Heights.