The barbarians of the mountains and forests at the forefront of the march stared at the fog in front of them, which was only forty or fifty meters in sight, and carried a rusty and mottled iron axe knife in his hand, and the dried blood stains left on it seemed to indicate that there were many enemies who died in his hands.

Although their vision was greatly obstructed by the fog, they grew more excited, and the trembling enemies hiding in the ruins gave them a cat-and-mouse thrill.

The chieftain of this mountain barbarian tribe held a battle axe engraved with rune patterns in each hand, and a cruel and bloodthirsty smile appeared on his face.

"Little rats, you have to hide, don't let me find you so soon, or it will make me feel bored."

"Little ones, cheer me up! Keep your eyes wide open and find me the rats hiding here!"

The chief shouted.

Whew-

The mountain barbarians, who had already become chaotic behind the formation, also responded with some kind of primitive roar, as if the surrounding fog had been shaken away.

The chief nodded in satisfaction at this, not caring that the formation had become a mess.

Anyway, as long as they charge in one round, the fragile bugs will crumble under their axes after the battle, and then they will only need to easily chase after them, and finally harvest a large number of heads.

Gradually, this army of mountain and forest barbarians distanced itself from the large army, and ran far ahead, and other wise troops could not say anything when they saw this, after all, they did not belong to the same lord and had no right to manage and command.

And the witch wheel that can summon these barbarians still stays behind.

The warriors of the tribe walked into what looked like a small square, where there was no architectural debris except for a fountain with a collapsed statue and some debris, and the chief's brass bell-like eyes rolled, and finally stopped in the middle of the square ahead.

There stood tall and strong figures.

Exhaled, the corners of his mouth raised at a playful angle.

"Little mouse, are you finally not hiding? Well, let me taste your blood."

"Little ones, crack their heads with your axes, tear their flesh with your teeth, and kill them in the most cruel way! Let them know how terrible and powerful we barbarians are!

"All charge!

At the sound of the order, nine hundred barbarians of the mountains and forests ran up and rushed towards the enemy like wild dogs on the loose.

It wasn't until they rushed close that they could see the enemy's face.

The head of the snake-tailed Jiao, wearing cyan scale armor, and holding bone blades in both hands.

There were not many on this path, only a few dozen, but the pair of blood-red eyes with no emotional fluctuations made him shiver for no reason.

But then he sneered, he was a green elite level hero, more than ten times more powerful than similar troops, how could he not be able to defeat these snake-tailed monsters!

"Kill!

Facing the rushing mountain and forest barbarians, those snake-tailed monsters slowly raised their hideous bone blades.

……

Both sides of the peninsula.

Ten meters underwater.

Bands of half-snake soldiers were blocking the waters along the coast, and the snake hyacinth spat out and retracted, feeling the ripples of the current around them. ….

Once sensing the presence of an enemy, they will turn into a butcher in the water, sinking any ship that tries to leave the water with their bone scythe, killing all enemies in the water.

At this moment, they suddenly sensed a strange slight fluctuation from below, and they all looked down.

As half-snake people, they only operate in shallow waters most of the time, and will not dive 100 meters underwater at the deepest, because the strong water pressure will squash their bodies that have adapted to shallow water.

And those who can adapt to strong water pressure are undoubtedly more powerful races.

Ulu, a white normal-level half-snake hero who commands the half-snake people, spits out a letter and feels that as a hero unit, it has a more powerful sensing ability.

His face changed suddenly, and he quickly shook the snake letter and sent out another frequency

rate fluctuations.

"Get out of the way, there's a high-velocity object approaching!"

Before the other half-snakemen could react, a trident with an endless glow shot from the depths, piercing their bodies effortlessly like a blade through cloth, the sharp halberd piercing through their chests.

Then, as if under some force, the trident was pulled backwards and returned to the deep water like a swallow returning to its nest, leaving only a chaotic stream of water.

But before the few surviving half-snake people could feel lucky, another round of tridents burst out like the scythe of death, mercilessly harvesting their lives.

The half-snake hero looked at the dark water in horror, he could feel the strange fluctuations hidden in the depths, and the successive deaths of his companions made him feel fear for the first time.

As if to vent his emotions, he cursed angrily as if to send a specific frequency fluctuation deep into the depths that only the Sea Clan could hear.

"Do you dare to come out of it!? Only a coward would hide in the shadows and sneak attack!"

"Do you dare to fight Uru head-on! You vile and shameless people!"

However, the darkness did not respond to him, just as an elephant did not care about the scolding of ants, but simply scattered death on his feet.

Several tridents and violently fluctuating currents struck, and Uru's face changed drastically, and he quickly picked up the bone sickle in his hand to block.

Winter –

The powerful force came from the trident, making his arm numb but he could only resist it forcibly, and a handle of the trident slammed into the bone scythe one after another, and a trace of blood flowed from the corner of Ulu's mouth, diluted by the seawater.

Finally, after blocking the eighteenth trident, the bone sickle, which was already full of cracks, burst with a bang.

Uru hurriedly turned and fled, but within a few steps of swimming, he was shot into a sieve by the metal creature that followed, and fell feebly into the depths of the sea.

As he lay dying, he seemed to see hundreds of fishmen with bulging heads hidden in the water like messengers in the shadows, projecting killing weapons upward.

The hint of the half-snake hero's death was quickly learned by the player named Shanshui.

It's hard to look at the face.

"Damn! My half-snake hero is dead!"

As soon as these words came out, the faces of the other players also changed and looked at each other.

They also seem to realize that something is wrong.

The fog around the peninsula was getting thicker and thicker, and they could no longer see the battle from the high ground, only the outline of the ruins and wreckage of the town from the white expanse. ….

At the same time, screams and wails suddenly came from inside, like the screams of fear before death at the hands of the devil in a horror movie.

It makes people feel cold all over the body, and their hairs stand up.

The face of the player who sent out the Barbarians was particularly ugly, because among them was the screams of the Barbarians, and the extremely belligerent and bloodthirsty Barbarians would not easily make such a sound that they considered cowardly.

Moreover, instead of one or two screaming, they rose and fell one after another.

The screams of the human soldiers, the fearful howls of the werewolves, and the shrill voices of the fishmen all resounded one after another in the white mist.

And a strange roar they had never heard before, like the sound of hell echoing through the ruins, wafting through the peninsula.

One player swallowed.

"I think that player named Ji Chen doesn't seem to be as easy to kill as we think..."

"That's right, the person who can be rewarded by a kingdom-level force shouldn't be a simple person, not as good as us..."

"Maybe this fog was created by him, and it's really not good for fighting..."

Listening to the words of resignation in others, Wu Lun's face was extremely gloomy, and he cursed in his heart.

This group of cowards who are greedy when they see benefits and want to retreat when they encounter some difficulties!

Don't worry, I'm more anxious than you!

At this moment, he still has to rely on their strength, so Wu Lun can only endure impatience.

"Don't forget, we have two whole 10,000-strong troops, and we're sure to crush him outnumberedly. And the leader of my werewolf army and the mountain barbarian army is a green elite hero, and he is very powerful."

"Do you think that no matter how strong Ji Chen is, he can still kill this army and these two heroes?"

Hearing this, the other players seemed to regain some confidence, their faces were less worried, and they said one after another as if they were convinced.

"Yes, the combat power of a green elite level hero is equivalent to an entire team of hundreds, so we don't need to worry too much."

After stabilizing the army's morale with words for the time being, Wu Lun breathed a sigh of relief and set his eyes on the abandoned town again.

No matter what, he must kill Ji Chen and then get that bounty!

Otherwise, all these branches of his will die in vain!

...

The mountain and forest barbarian chief used all his strength to block the mountain-like slash, and retreated more than ten meters with this force, but he still couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood, looking at the cracked battle axe, and looking at the snake-tailed monster that was taller than him in horror.

Damn, how could these monsters be so powerful!?

Especially the one in front of him.

The strength he was so proud of didn't work at all in front of this monster, and he was even suppressed, whether it was strength or speed, or tenacity and explosiveness, he didn't have the slightest advantage.

He's a Green Elite Hero and the most powerful warrior in the Clan!

The pair of bone blades were sharper and harder than metal, and the cracked tomahawk and the wound on his body that cut half of his chest and almost cut him in two were the best proof.

Damn, this must be the enemy's most powerful hero!

The chief asked in a hoarse voice, enduring the pain coming from all over his body. ….

"What the hell are you!?"

However, the snake-tailed monster did not speak, but just looked at him cruelly and coldly, and two rows of blade-like teeth appeared from its mouth.

The powerful snake tail suddenly jumped out, and the two blades swung away.

After the sound of tearing the silk, a big head flew high, and the blood column soared into the sky.

A barbarian chieftain who once dominated a mountain forest came to an end in a hurry

"Ding~Naga Praetorian Guard Hero (Blue Excellent Level) killed the enemy Mountain Barbarian Hero (Green Elite Level)."

"Ding~Naga Praetorian Guard kills the enemy Bloodthirsty Werewolf Hero (Green Elite)."

Ji Chen looked at the system prompt, but there was no surprise.

The strongest hero units of these casual players are only the Green Elite level, and there are as many hero units of this level as there are only a few in the Naga Legion, so it's not a big deal.

But a few enemy heroes have been killed, and it seems that there is no suspense in this battle.

Seeing that their own chieftain was beheaded by the enemy, and their companions were frantically harvested like wheat, it was the mountain barbarians who collapsed first, and they panicked and wanted to retreat.

But the many allies who had previously made them feel safe were now an obstacle to their withdrawal.

Due to their large numbers and the fog, only the front part of the army fought against the Naga Legion. Most of them didn't even see what the enemy looked like, and just subconsciously followed the friendly forces in front of them, pushing them into the complex ruins and dirt roads full of obstacles.

The barbarians in the mountains and forests saw that the friendly troops were still moving forward, pushing them in the direction of death, and suddenly became anxious, and the violent and chaotic factors circulating in the blood made these simple-minded barbarians with well-developed limbs lift their axes and swung them towards the friendly troops.

The attacked friendly soldiers were stunned, their eyes immediately turned red, and the anger in their hearts rose up.

They didn't belong to the same territory in the first place, and it was only the lord's order to come together, so they were naturally not used to being attacked suddenly at this time, so they raised their weapons and immediately counterattacked.

In the small abandoned town, there was a sudden magical scene of his own people beating his own people.

When Ji Chen, who was in the rear, received the news, there seemed to be ten thousand question marks floating on his head.

Suddenly his own people while fighting, what kind of operation is this?

Even though it was ten thousand puzzled, Ji Chen still said immediately.

"Let the rest of the Naga guards strike and slay out the enemy."

"After the Dragonblood Legion has eliminated the enemies in the sea, it will go around to the enemy's flanks and use long-range attacks to kill as many back rows and crispy skin as possible."

Since they have all been chased here, let's give them a wave of blood and pay some price.

The former army of Nuoda was suddenly chaotic because of the "anti-water" of the barbarians in the mountains and forests, and some of the troops did not know what was going on, so they were chopped off with an axe, and some were red-eyed and slashed wildly, as if these barbarians were their enemies.

However, the Naga Legion didn't know what a gentleman or a martial artist was, and crashed headlong into the enemy.

At this moment, life has become the least valuable thing.

None of these armies had high hopes from those players could stop the blade of the bones, and the Naga Praetorian became the messenger of hell, harvesting life after life with a power called killing.

Several of the Naga Praetorian Guard's White Normal, Green Elite, and Blue Heroes played a huge role in this melee.

In the case that the commanders of Gerardo and Ji Chen were not on the front line, they were able to organize and command other ordinary Naga guards well, using the squad as the spearhead of the attack, accurately finding the weak points of the enemy's defense line and penetrating fiercely.

Although it is in the middle of a melee, it is not chaotic at all, but full of organization.

On the contrary, this ragtag army, which numbered 20,000, completely lost its organization and became a pot of porridge after the barbarians in the mountains and forests rebelled.

[In other words, it is best to read aloud and listen to books at present, @@, install the latest version.] 】

The former army was slaughtered in a frenzy, raising a wail and flesh; The Chinese army was anxious to see their allies being killed, but they were unable to pass through the ruins of many buildings to support; The long-range forces in the rear were blocked by fog, there was neither a sight nor someone to provide accurate coordinates of the strike.

Of course, if you want these players to be as extravagant as Ji Chen to stuff hero units into the army to act as an intermediate force and command, it will be difficult for the strongman.

Seeing that the system kept sending prompts about the death of the class, the players on the high ground couldn't sit still.

Morning rain for herders