Chapter 40: The Soul Returns to China

The distance between the three legions was widened, and the chaos in front did not affect the teams behind, but the road ahead was blocked by the fallen giant beast. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

As the deputy commander-in-chief of the three legions, Gai came to the front of the group, and after looking at the fallen beast, his super eyes locked onto the attacking crowd. "What is the intention of the other party, why are there just a few people in ambush. After thinking for a while, Gai ordered the three major armies to unite and be on guard, mobilize a thousand-man team, and seize the mountain.

Ah Zhuang and the others already had a will to die, and they didn't care who the opponent was. With a little regret, after not being able to kill the opponent's giant beast, he launched an attack on the thousand-man team attacking the mountain. Stones, wood, everything they had at hand, they threw them down. This time, the target is not a hulking beast, but a nimble Bauhinia tribe warriors, who have developed their dexterity and strong will in the hunt. Ignoring the smashed figures, the rest of the Thousand Men charged towards the top of the hill with no relentless spirit.

"Change the blade, line up the formation, prepare, stab!" Ah Zhuang kept giving orders, but except for the more than ten members of the hunting team around him who could complete the formation of the pre-drill, the others were in a mess, and a few hands holding weapons were a little trembling. Shaking his head slightly, Ah Zhuang didn't look at those clansmen, but took more than a dozen brave people around him, from top to bottom, stepping out. Giving full play to the advantages of spears and long weapons, more than a dozen people stabbed in three sections, repeating the cycle, like a hedgehog that constantly released thorns.

For a while, the Bauhinia warriors who besieged Ah Zhuang's group couldn't get close to them at all.

The rest of the Eighty-Eight Warriors were much more miserable. They were besieged by Bauhinia warriors, who were several times more numerous, and they were half of them down in an instant without much training. At this time, the remaining people, on the contrary, were stimulated by the ferocity, and they were already determined to die, and they did not care about slashing at the blades on their bodies. Grab a warrior from the opposite side and jump into the canyon.

One husband is desperate, and ten thousand people are not in charge. The lifeless attack shocked the Bauhinia warriors, and everyone hesitated and did not dare to step forward. "Rubbish!" one of them pushed aside the warriors in front of him and stepped out, he was the captain of this thousand-man team, Storm. It is said that when he was born, a violent wind blew on the seashore, hence the name.

The rest of the Huaxia people had gone crazy and even forgot about the normal attack. The only thought in their minds now is to catch someone and die with you. In such a state, they don't care who you are, as soon as the storm stepped into the attack range, several Huaxia people pounced.

With a sweep of the horizontal sword, he split the person in the lead in two, and cut off the legs of the person next to him. Step forward, flick your legs and elbows, and after gaining enough space, swing the giant sword in your hand and sweep down the two again. A series of attacks made the warriors of the surrounding Bauhinia tribe dazzled.

But his performance ended here, and the Huaxia tribesman, who was split in two by him on the ground, bit his leg with his intestines dragged to the ground. And when the storm was distracted to deal with this person, several Huaxia people around him who had been cut to the ground rushed up and dragged him down the cliff.

Before he died, Storm miraculously saw that the two people on the opposite side who were dragging him off the cliff had satisfied smiles on their faces. What kind of power is it that makes them so fearless of life and death. And why would such a powerful warrior, the king of the Huaxia tribe, let them come to their deaths? With doubts that would not be answered, the storm and the two Huaxia tribesmen fell into a heap, blood mixed together, and they were no longer separated from each other.

Even the brave storm among the captains of the thousand people was killed by this group of Chinese people. The warriors of the Bauhinia tribe were robbed of momentum by the Huaxia tribe for a while, and they didn't dare to move for a long time. And Ah Zhuang and other elite people, taking advantage of this opportunity, fought a bloody way and rushed towards the main force of the Bauhinia tribe.

"Hmph, I don't know if I'm alive or dead!" Gai saw that love was about to die, and there was nowhere to vent the anger in his heart. Ah Zhuang and his party bumped into him, just allowing him to find a channel to vent.

The sound of the horn sounded, summoning the courage of the remnants of the thousand-man team, when they were not afraid of life and death, that group of Huaxia tribesmen, in fact, was not so terrible.

In front of the main force of the Bauhinia Tribe, a group of more than 3,000 warriors also quickly assembled, they were wearing bronze armor, holding a shield in one hand and a spear in the other, they were the real trump card of the First Legion, the Qingjia Army.

Ah Zhuang and the others rushed to within fifty meters, and before they could start attacking, a field of spears covered a range of ten meters to their left and right. What's even more terrifying is that the distance between each spear is the same, only 50 centimeters apart, making people face the spear like facing a dense forest falling from the sky, and there is no room to dodge at all.

Relying on the cover of the clansmen around him, Ah Zhuang survived the first spear throwing. Holding the spear in his hand, he limped desperately forward.

The soldiers of the Qingjia Army were unmoved, and there were four hundred throwing spears, completely sealing Ah Zhuang's hiding space. In the desperate situation, Ah Zhuang did not give up, he shouted angrily, and threw the spear in his hand like lightning, and at the same time that the spear fell on him, it pierced the two soldiers of the Qingjia Army. "Hehe!" With a miserable laugh, Ah Zhuang walked away.

Gai's face was pale, the other party's team, which was obviously an outcast, not only successfully ambushed his forward, killed a thousand-man captain, but also killed two soldiers of the Qingjia Army. You must know that in the Qingjia Army, everyone has his hard work, and he is distressed to die if he dies, and the loss is even more so in the dying struggle of the other party.

Returning to his mount, Gai reported the situation to Hale and immediately gave the order. "The whole army attacked, and the goal was to raze Huaxia City to the ground!"

"Hehe, it seems that the old guy is really stimulated!" leisurely ate the jerky on his mount, humming an unknown song. In the last purge, because of the correct team, the second legion commander Yunwu was not affected.

On a hill with a good view, a member of the Huaxia City Hunting Team silently saluted those comrades, and reflexively rode on the winter wolf beside him, he wanted to tell their king everything he saw.

Above the Huaxia City Tower, with the death of those warriors one by one, the fate system, the share of Huaxia civilization began to rise sharply, and in a very short period of time, it surpassed the limits of the system.

"Destiny system, let's start upgrading!" The last condition of the system upgrade has been reached, and the enemy is already not far away, Ji Wuwu has no time to waste, and immediately starts the option of upgrading.