The puppets under the stone last wall are still rushing through the Green River, and wave after wave of black tide is like a wave, continuing to impact the west bank of the river.

On the top of the stone wall, the fruit of the last tree, like a dumpling, fell from the wall in clusters and exploded at the southern foothills, and then in an instant a thick last tree grew, constantly winding and consuming the puppet.

The two sides temporarily maintained the battle line within a range of more than ten zhang or so on the shore, but as the sun gradually set behind Jiangxi Mountain, the golden fruits obviously began to decrease, and finally disappeared into the distance with the last ray of sunlight, and the last trees on the top of the stone wall also stopped moving, and the woods at the foot of the mountain were torn apart by the puppets in an instant.

The time to really test the Terrans has come.

The puppets were stacked on top of each other, aimlessly clinging to the stone wall, and the huge black shadow that Jiang Quanliang had seen before also burst out of the red mist, which was an innumerable huge hideous, roaring and crossing the green river in a few steps, and flying in the air, making bursts of screams, and the puppets behind him pushed the artillery, which was dozens of times larger than what he had seen in Gao Guo before.

The black tide, accompanied by the strange drumming of the other party, the trolls that were almost close to the height of the arrow, and the countless flying in the sky, the sense of oppression deeply pierced the hearts of every Terran soldier.

Jiang Quanliang couldn't help but sigh, is the Butterfly Army facing these opponents?

With an order, the archers took the lead in attacking the flying horses in mid-air. Most of them were hideous, riding negative birds, and they did not dodge the attack of the dazzling crystal bullets, and in mid-air, they instantly seemed to bloom into a piece of fireworks, shining on the black puppets under the wall, emitting a black-gold light.

Realizing the power of this flare projectile, the Flying Riders began to dodge in the air, and several of them tried to jump over the stone wall, but in an instant, they hit a golden film and shattered it with a bang. Patches of ripples, fluctuating to the sky, turned out to be an invisible barrier built by the last tree.

Taking advantage of the height difference of the stone wall and the range advantage of the bow cannons, the puppets' artillery has already blossomed everywhere as soon as it shows its head, and only a few of them seem to have scratched the stone wall after firing a shot, and they didn't even leave a trace, and they were immediately abolished by the bow cannons on the city wall.

Jiang Quanliang secretly clenched his fists, but fortunately, the bow cannon was not less, not only could it shoot a dazzling crystal bullet, but also a thick arrow that shot a dark iron arrow. It was still Shen Ruizhi's idea, considering that one cannon was multi-purpose, and the dark iron ore was mined in two places, and the arrows made were enough to deal with those giant monsters. Good steel is used on the blade, and it is a bit of a waste to destroy these puppets with flare bullets.

Jiang Quanliang knew that the real enemies might not be those hideous.

There were constant sounds of fighting around, and the "Black Mountain" erected by several puppets, as well as huge hideousness, were also piled up on the battlements, and more than 20,000 people coped with it, which was quite enough, as long as they could hold on until the sun rose, the front army could be repaired in situ, and the rear army would be picked up at night.

Just when Jiang Quanliang thought that he could sit back and relax, unexpectedly, the monsters also made countermeasures. The team of more than 20,000 people was almost in the middle of the wall, and when the flying riders saw that they could not cross the wall, they lowered their altitude and floated in the air, or swooped into the battlements, and the opossum birds threw young monsters one after another.

Jiang Quanliang had to let the rear army follow, cover the battle of the front army, and kill those monsters who took advantage of the loopholes. The walls suddenly became chaotic, but soon, with good quality and cooperation, the first wave of monsters that rushed in were eliminated.

Jiang Quanliang decisively issued an order, and hundreds of people were divided into three teams for one team, one team was guarded and covered, and the other two teams were specifically aimed at monsters in the air and under the wall, and then alternately rested, and the defense army took over the other team, and the wheel battled.

These were all drilled in advance, and they came from Jiang Quanliang's personal observation of the drills of the Vermilion Butterfly Army and the city defense battalion. At this time, he couldn't help but think about what would happen if the Butterfly Army was here? Did that red figure really fall in that country to the south?

At this moment, Jiang Quanliang found that Gao Guo on the opposite side, from the place near the middle, suddenly rose a light that looked small, straight into the sky, and then, a long red line rushed straight towards this side.

Getting closer and closer, accompanied by a high-pitched cry that could be heard in the ears, a red firebird, stretching its wings dozens of zhang long, burned several black shadows in the red mist, and then crossed the green river, igniting the river into a fire dragon, and the fire light reflected on everyone's faces.

The red bird floating in the air, its wings kept waving towards the stone wall, and all the monsters in the air and in the middle of the mountain disappeared in an instant, and the whole world suddenly became quiet and abnormal.

The red light and shadow, along with the silence outside the wall, also disappeared abruptly. Jiang Quanliang immediately got up from the ground, ran the battlement, and looked around. Then, a hand patted him on the shoulder, Jiang Quanliang turned his head, looked at the man in surprise, and only heard her say:

"Oh, a rabble!"

The two butterfly troops sent by Yi Houpeng ran back gasping at this time, saying that there was a rumbling in the Bozhou Pass during the day, and patches of woods continued to grow on the original black mountain, and after nightfall, I saw a burst of red flash rushing from the east to the west, and the whole battlefield immediately became unusually quiet, and the earth-shaking sound before suddenly stopped, as if the Gao Guo side suddenly stopped attacking.

Yi Houpeng looked at the butterfly knife in his hand, thought about it, and asked everyone with his eyes, should he continue to stay here and watch, or take this opportunity to continue to hurry?

Mao Shaojuan said with high interest at this time: "It must be Shen Ruizhi's side, using a new weapon, let's go, let's go, otherwise I won't be able to go back." ”

In the past two days, Mao Shaojuan has already told Yi Houpeng everything about the gathering of the three armies, the development of Shen Ruizhi's weapons, and the arrangements of Jiang Quanliang and the others on the stone wall, etc., with an expected smug look, urging Yi Houpeng to leave quickly.

Yi Houpeng felt that the more at this time, the more he had to calm down, there were only dozens of brothers left under his command, and if there was an accident in the other two teams, the last flame of the Butterfly Army would only be in his own hands.

Looking at everyone's eager eyes, Yi Houpeng felt that it was better to be cautious, and he took a few people to take a look first, let Mao Shaojuan and the rest of the Butterfly Army stay where they were, and wait for him to come back before making a decision.

Mao Shaojuan finally went south thousands of miles and found Yi Houpeng, eager to stick to him all the time, naturally disagreeing with Yi Houpeng to risk himself, if he wants to go, he will take her with him, and he will not forget to pick up the other people who stayed behind, and he will go together.

Being made such a fuss by Mao Shaojuan, Yi Houpeng had no choice but to say with a straight face: "This kind of life-and-death event is not child's play, if you want to mess around, follow it!" And then he left with a few people without looking back.

Mao Shaojuan stood aggrieved in place, the rest of the people looked at each other, waited for a long time, made a look at each other, and then took Mao Shaojuan to follow closely in the direction that Yi Houpeng left.

Along the way, there was no moonlight, Yi Houpeng and a few people were cautious, holding the butterfly knife in their hands, and their minds were all on the surrounding grass and movement.

From the second half of the night, until the sunrise in the east, and finally walked out of the woods and came to the devastated mountains, Yi Houpeng saw that there were still about two miles ahead of him was the pass, which was the place where more than 2,000 butterfly troops went on the expedition last year.

After tensing the heartstrings for a long time, Yi Houpeng couldn't help sighing, it has been almost a year in the blink of an eye, from the beginning of the high-spirited and high-spirited fighting spirit, to the chaos of life, life and death, and then to the final Zhuyu Shenjiang, the remaining 1,000 or so people scattered for their lives, as if a lifetime of twists and turns and pain have all been experienced in these days. He took out Wei Yi's waist card and rubbed it, thinking that before he set out on the expedition, everyone was still by his side

Yi Houpeng turned around and motioned for a few people to go back immediately, informing the others that they could return to Dustpan Village safely.

At this time, Mao Shaojuan and others also got out of the forest, in fact, they were more careful with Yi Houpeng, and they had to be in case they couldn't be discovered by Yi Houpeng, and they also had to take care of Mao Shaojuan's foot strength and keep an eye on the surroundings at any time.

Mao Shaojuan happily waved her hand at Yi Houpeng, and then ran towards him excitedly, suddenly, a shadow covered everyone on the ground from the sky, only to see a thing that looked like a spear, suddenly pierced Yi Houpeng, who was standing at the front, looking at Mao Shaojuan, and then, more black tides surged from the sky and the east bank of the Green River to this side.

Mao Shaojuan was stunned for a moment, then covered her mouth tightly with her hands, and walked towards Yi Houpeng step by step, and then suddenly ran to Yi Houpeng's side with a hoarse cry.

The spear bone pierced from the air, from the back of Yi Houpeng's heart, went straight through his chest, and nailed it to the ground. Yi Houpeng looked at Mao Shaojuan running towards him with blurred eyes, but he just opened his mouth, and he didn't know what he said, let alone whether Mao Shaojuan heard it or not, and the two brands in his hand fell to the ground from his hand.

The others surrounded Yi Houpeng and Mao Shaojuan in the middle, and drew out the butterfly knife one after another, this may be their last battle, although they haven't gone home yet, but here, it can be regarded as their homeland, even if they die here, there is no regret.

A red figure suddenly and gently landed beside Yi Houpeng, raising a circle of dust, revealing a complicated look in his eyes, and the monsters who were not far away who tried to get close to him disappeared in the blink of an eye. More monsters were rushing towards them, and the sound and light of the last fruits around them could not stop their momentum in the slightest.

"Vermilion Fish" pulled out the spear bone, followed by a wisp of white tobacco falling into his hand, and slowly turned into a white gallstone. She looked at Mao Shaojuan, who was crying on the ground and hugging Yi Houpeng.

The others were obviously surprised when they saw Zhu Yu, but no one stepped forward to question, just silently clasped their fists and saluted.

"Zhu Yu" nodded at everyone, and just said, "Go home!" ”