The red-eyed general clenched the knight's sword in his hand, and his blood qi seemed to burst through the heavenly spirit cover and shoot out. He recalled the scenes of leading his subordinates to gallop on the battlefield in recent days, and secretly cheered for himself.

"At the same gold level, I can beat him!" The general said silently in his heart.

But when he wanted to rush over, he found that none of the soldiers around him moved, and they all stood in place trembling.

"You bastards! It's just a gold level, what are you afraid of! His retinue consisted of only a dozen people, and our army of tens of thousands could drown them with a mouthful of foam. The red-eyed general roared at his men beside him.

Several silver-class guards were the first to wake up.

That's right, it's just a gold rank and a dozen silver ranks, and our general is also a gold level, and it's Laureth, who is known as the mad general. The only thing that can stop him is the enemy's corpse mountain, and a dozen people are crazy, is he crazy.

But in their hearts, they just feel that the other party has an unbeatable momentum.

The elite of Fuguo also has a battle formation, but because the resistance soldiers and players encountered before are too weak, there is no need to deliberately start a battle formation, so the big war has become the current situation.

The imposing soldiers were also red-eyed, and as long as they could form an infantry company, they would crush the enemy in front like a tsunami that devoured everything.

The cavalry units are even more courageous, and each charge can harvest the lives of many players.

The resistance that cannot be resurrected is in a slump at the moment, and it is difficult to see them on the battlefield again.

These allies are also confused, they don't know which horn the players are coming from, and every time they think the players are dead, a new batch will be added.

And there is no need for them to negotiate on their own initiative, and the player devotes himself to the cause of the uprising as if he were volunteering.

The rebels simply lay down and handed over the battlefield to the player army. If a miracle happens, then we will reap the fruits of victory together; If these people can't hold on, it's because the time is not ripe, and Destiny is so resentful of others that the rebels can lurk again.

Just when the rebels thought that even so many of their fellow believers who were passionate about giving could not turn the situation around, there seemed to be a new turnaround.

On the southern front, an attack was launched against the Kingdom's vanguard army.

"Formation! Formation! Iron Rider Charge! Consume him! ”

Red-eyed General Laures finally began to command the regrouped cavalry regiment in the rear.

For a rabble without organizational discipline, the gold level is, of course, an insurmountable mountain.

Even if you want to use a bunch of people, it is impossible to keep the other party.

But for the army of a country, this is not an invincible existence.

Even if the average soldier in the cavalry formation is only black iron level, you can try to use the cavalry in the array to condense the aura, and then charge continuously to consume the opponent until you break the opponent's aura.

Otherwise, with the gold-level combat power reserves of the human kingdom, the high-level demonic beasts with several times their combat power would have been wiped out long ago.

If 500 doesn't work, it's 1,000, and if 1,000 doesn't work, it's 2,0

This elite army of Fuguo has more than 10,000 fighters, and the cavalry occupies one-third, and it is still possible to kill a gold-level player.

However, when the cavalry regiment in the rear rushed over, it scattered like a tide hitting a reef.

Obviously, their strength could not resist the might of the domineering sword, and the closer they were, the more serious the rout became.

This had a serious impact on the momentum of the legion, and slowly radiated into the surrounding knights.

This won a respite for the silver-level players behind the [Seven Blades Imperial Soul], causing the crowd that was almost scattered to unite again, and only two or three people were drowned by the iron hooves of the kingdom's elite.

In the entire army, only the gold-level general Laures can barely suppress it. After adapting, the silver-level guards beside him also had the courage to commit crimes against the wind.

"A bunch of rubbish, you help me clean up the peripheral miscellaneous soldiers, this guy will be handed over to me!"

Lauris stepped forward and struck at the [Seven-Bladed Imperial Soul] alone.

The rest of the group helped each other to separate the Silver players from the two-man battlefield.

[Seven Blades Imperial Soul] saw that the opponent's general was going down in person, and he no longer kept his hand.

He pulled out his red blade and slashed at the comer, and the two fought in one place.

The long sword in Lauris emitted a pale blue light, and the two were inseparable for a while.

Soon, however, the second rapid march of the Tianzhu Legion also arrived on the battlefield.

They appeared on the flanks and rear of the battlefield, and [Dawn] opened the way with heavy firepower, and shot and killed more than a dozen regrouped cavalry as soon as they fought.

The rest of the ranged players, led by [Nana], fired a salvo at the elite of Fuguo, and the screams in the military formation were heard one after another.

The elite of Fuguo, who had been fighting for several days, finally felt the fear, and there were faint signs of collapse in the rear formation.

Fortunately, there was a medical unit in the center of the military formation as a reassurance, and the wounded and undead soldiers assembled towards the Chinese medical unit, and after recovering from their injuries, they regrouped and killed the second rapid march again.

The red-eyed general Laures, who also felt the aura of two gold-level powerhouses, also felt a sense of despair in his heart.

However, he could clearly feel that the gold level in front of him had only crossed the threshold of the middle level, and the power that looked down on the world all came from the long sword in his left hand. As a veteran gold-level mid-level sword fighter, as long as he is not hit by that sword, he will be invincible.

Yes, as long as you kill him yourself, those two gold-level people who use long-range weapons will definitely not be able to resist the cavalry charge.

He gritted his teeth and continued to insist, but the sky was unforeseen, and the third army rushed to the battlefield.

[Ghost from the Heart] is like a god descending from the sky, carrying a spear into the battle from above, and slaughtering the elite medical troops of the blessed country alone.

As he threw out the temporary altar wood carving in his hand, more than thirty bronze players were teleported into the battlefield.

There was chaos within the medical force, and the players were all red-eyed one by one, frantically reaping their exploits.

The last safe haven to stabilize the morale of the army was chaotic, and the soldiers who had just been wounded and retreated were taken away in a wave before they could recover.

This time, the morale of the army was really dispersed, and some corps began to collapse towards the periphery.

But before they could get far, they were outflanked by the reinforcements who had arrived late.

Although the three-sided pass was not completely blocked, it also blocked the way of the vast majority of deserters.

The Heavenly Punishment Legion is highly disciplined, and almost no one leaves the team to chase the fish that slips through the net.

A few deserters left the battlefield along the way, and most of them ran towards the foggy hills.

Laures saw that one of the guards beside him began to fled, and his mind was shaken, but the title of Mad General was not for nothing, relying on the anger in his heart, he faced the rushing crowd alone.

[Seven-Bladed Imperial Soul] did not intend to kill the other party, so he never confiscated the domineering sword, this hand just limited Laures's play, making him cautious when attacking, and always deliberately avoiding the edge of the domineering sword.