Chapter Ninety-Three, Attack
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It took a long time for the old fritters to react, and then he gasped: "Damn, such a crazy plan, why didn't I think of it?"
So, he also entered the armaments department, and after a short time, most of them came out, just as the old fritters thought, the things that these people exchanged were all good and bad, millions of people looked colorful, and it was obvious that the merits they each got were not the same, so the level of treasures exchanged was even different. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info
Unlike Qin Hao, they all had joyful smiles on their faces, for them, those high-meritorious things were a dream for them, but many people also began to envy Long Tingwei's treasures, which were all nine-grade Moluo armor and Moluo spears.
The light of the armor shines brightly, and even makes people a little dazzled, but they know very well that they are the strongest to get such treatment, which makes them have a goal in their hearts, that is, to become a dragon court guard, although there is no military rank, but they know very well that if there is anything good in the future, that evil general will definitely give priority to them.
This indirectly enhances their chances of survival, and they can only become ordinary soldiers, or advance in ordinary soldiers, everything needs to rely on themselves, but they don't blame Qin Hao, although they don't have a good impression of Qin Hao in their hearts, but it is undeniable that Qin Hao can let most of them live all the time, and other big clans can't, from the time they entered the death camp, they understood this.
Then the old fritter and Yin Huang also came out, the expressions of the two were different, the old fritter forced a face that was no different from the dead father, Yin Huang was indifferent from beginning to end, it was obvious that the old fritter also experienced the blow of being a poor bastard, but the old fritter used his merits to exchange the source demon qi for himself, and his strength instantly reached the ninth order of the source demon.
It can be seen how many merits he has obtained, and in fact, he, the ninth-order Qin Hao, can pinch him to death with one finger, this is the difference, but with the military rank of his great commander, Qin Hao has already turned him into the identity of the Grand Governor of the Miracle City, and his deterrent power is even more sufficient.
Before he had time to ask Yin Huang what he had redeemed, Qin Hao's task came, first of all, he had to reorganize these people and divide them into two thousand five hundred squads, each team was equipped with a commander, and the old fritters were directly commanded, and the total number of surviving people was more than two million, divided into two thousand five hundred squads, and there were only eight hundred people left in each squad.
And among the 800 people, there is a lieutenant for every 40 people, which is unimaginable in any regular battalion, and they are actually facing the problem of few people at this time.
But it didn't matter, because these people were the elite of the death camp, and then the old fritter remembered the formation of the entire Miracle City according to Qin Hao's instructions, and arranged the two thousand five hundred squads, and as Qin Hao led the big array, the two thousand five hundred teams hidden everywhere suddenly disappeared without a trace.
And the old fritters returned to the ancient tower again, Yin Huang was already waiting aside, through the formation, they found that there were more and more troops gathered outside the Dongying army, all standard weapons, not flickering and terrifying cold light, the leader was at least a captain, and this captain could at least command billions of soldiers.
If it weren't for the Great War of Gods and Demons, this number would be much more, but at this time, it seems that there are only less than three million people besieging the city.
And it seems that they are all the elite of the Dongying Army, from their weapons and armor, the old fritters can be seen, they are all five-grade, all spears and armor, so that the old fritters can't help drooling, even if they are generals, they don't have enough merit to arm such an elite.
It is easy to exchange a five-grade spiritual treasure for one, but it can be exchanged for millions, tens of millions, it is a nightmare for anyone, so Qin Hao does not plan to exchange it himself, but robs it from them, and the things he snatches are all trophies, and there is no need to return them.
Of course, after the advanced gods and demons, they naturally need to be returned, and the things they have snatched can only be used, not taken out, although the old fritters are a little greedy for the armor and weapons on their bodies, they are not dizzy, such a terrible elite, enough to sweep their miracle city, even if there are more cannon fodder, they do not have an advantage, except for Long Tingwei who can resist for a while, the other millions of people, almost all of them are scum, this is the judgment of the old fritters.
Fortunately, they have the City of Miracles, which is accumulated by hundreds of billions of people brick by brick, and it is definitely the most miraculous giant city in the entire Chaos Battlefield.
If it weren't for the rear, I'm afraid that everyone would snatch control of this city, but now that there is a way to cheat in the death camp, it is estimated that many people will snatch control of this city, because the armament department is in this city, and only here can you exchange the ranks of the death camp.
The old fritter was glad that it was because of the formation of the Miracle City, he had seen it with his own eyes, that terrifying formation was enough to crush all the enemies, but what he didn't know was that this formation was so powerful, it was entirely because of the endless source demonic qi in the sky, once there was no endless source demonic qi, the entire formation was a decoration.
Therefore, Qin Haoxiang made a hard deal before Mo Luo cut off this formation, and then ran away immediately after he finished fishing and took people, he gave his escape behavior a name, strategic transfer, he knew very well that there were not many opportunities like this, and he couldn't hold this giant city at all.
Miser is a royal seed, and his power in the East Camp is not small, and this time the gods and demons have gained a lot in the decisive battle of Missel, but this chaos has made his clan and the power of the East Camp drop sharply, and the uncontrollable war is a war that is not good for both sides.
And the culprit is the owner of this giant city that can be called a miracle, even Miser was very surprised, although the East Camp could be established with all his might, but the East Camp is not the general alone, and the East Camp General does not need such a city.
Although the general of the Eastern Battalion can intimidate the entire Eastern Battalion, the generals below are not completely at his disposal, because those generals do not belong to the same ethnic group or the same force, they often calculate with each other, and it is even possible that the strong of two hostile ethnic groups are assigned under one general.
There are countless examples like this, the reason why Miser came so quickly is because of the performance of the death camp in the decisive battle between gods and demons, it is estimated that the eight generals of the Shenluo army and the demon army now hate that commander to the core, because he is not only cheating, but also making a mess of this decisive battle between gods and demons, so that both sides are red-eyed and suffer heavy losses.
Although, for the general, there will be countless merits, but the general also has scruples, although in the chaos battlefield, they are almost invincible except for the Shenluo and the Moluo, but what they control under their hands are the seeds of the major clans, as the general, not only the existence that earns the most merits after each war, but also the responsibility.
This responsibility is to control the situation and not let the war expand, such as how much to sacrifice, how much time and space to attack, everything is calculated by them, and some people can be sacrificed, especially those soldiers below, but they must not sacrifice too many military ranks, because those are the seeds of the big clan.
It's okay to die a part, but what if all of them are dead? Although the general is powerful, what about the people behind the chaotic battlefield? What about the ethnic groups behind the general? Therefore, they also have scruples, and every position can be promoted almost only by strength, but also by strength.
There is strength and no power, no matter which camp it is, it will be sacrificed, even in the elite camp of the middle and large battalions, the middle and large battalions of the Shenluo Army and the Demon Luo Army have gathered countless elites, and they are also the only ones who can be compared with those lone wanderers.
The reason why Miser came so quickly was not because he was the elite of the East Battalion, in fact, there were many elites like him, and there were countless people stronger than him, and the reason why he came so quickly was entirely because he had a clansman who died here, so Miser came here immediately after the end of the decisive battle between gods and demons.
When he saw this giant city, he knew that things were not good, he was not stupid, the formation of this giant city was definitely connected to the source demonic qi in the sky, it was something that belonged to the demon luo, who would dare to take food in the tiger's mouth? Unless they don't want to die.
But Miser knows that the eight generals have already consulted Moluo and Shinra, and it is not Moro who is leading the way in such a thing, otherwise the first one who does not agree must be Shinra, but someone else is making trouble behind his back, which makes many big clans feel the arrival of the opportunity, and such a means of cheating can definitely get countless merits.
Therefore, some big clans have begun to arrange some seeds to enter the death camp, and in the sacrificial hunt, give them enough merit to exchange for military ranks, although they can't do anything about the general's military rank, but the general's merit is not very difficult.
Sometimes, the necessary sacrifices are absolute, and not only that, but even the side of the HRE army has begun to take charge of its own death camp, and some people have begun to exchange military ranks.
The confrontation of the Death Camp, until the end, no one can interfere, this is the rule, unless it is the existence of the Death Camp itself.
Miser knew that there was no time to delay, he came here first, and the merits on his body were enough for him to exchange for the position of general, and then establish a place here, and then he could gather enough cannon fodder to sacrifice in the future.
Time is everything, but the formation of the city in front of him, no matter how many elites he piles up, how many will definitely die, he can't break the formation at all, but he knows very well that he only needs to wait patiently, Mo Luo will not let others get their hands on his strength, so as long as the formation and the source demon qi connection in the sky disappears, he can take this place first, and then start to collect the cannon fodder of those death camps.
The latter things can be handed over to the clan behind the clan to do, to put it bluntly, he is just a pawn, because he can't exchange the rank of the death camp, and the people of the east camp can't jump out of the death camp, this is the rule.
"Captain, the formation is gone!" said one of the lieutenants below.
Misel squinted his eyes, not all of the people he brought were from his own race, at least almost none of the soldiers below, but the chief was all from his race, which he carefully selected, otherwise he could have pulled out billions of people and horses.
He lazily looked at this majestic giant city, feeling that there was a trace of murder brewing in it, but Miscell, who was convinced of the strength of the Dongying Army, directly ignored this wisp of murder, even if there were many people in it, they were all cannon fodder, and they could never be changed, as long as he caught the commander, he could even get more than 500 billion merits, then he would be developed.
"Attack!" At Miscell's command, three million men began to attack the city like ants, and the rumbling cry seemed to crush everything...