The dust from the explosion and the shrapnel from the explosion instantly shot at the Prisoner Army from all directions, and the Prisoner Army reacted in a timely manner, using energy shields to intercept the shrapnel one after another.

The crackling sound of shrapnel hitting the energy shield came from all around, but none of the prisoners fell, and they still rushed forward.

Before the lightning, the prisoner army, which was divided into five arrays, was already like five sharp knives, rushing towards the main camp of the 51st Division.

Mu Ya, who was standing in the queue, saw that the prisoner army was unharmed after a round of bombardment, and his eyes changed slightly, obviously in the face of such a blow, no one fell, how could this be a little thief.

Obviously, at this moment, the intelligence has already begun to make mistakes.

However, Mu Ya did not have the slightest nervousness or seriousness, and then pointed forward with one hand and said loudly: "Kill!"

With Mu Ya's order, the soldiers of the 51st Division had already raised their arms one after another, and they were frantically shooting dense demonic bullets and demonic energy bodies at the prisoner army.

In an instant, colorful and dense dots of light shot directly at the horse team of the prisoner army.

Whether it is the frequency of strikes, the intensity of strikes, or even the combat quality, all this is not comparable to the rabble in the southern hemisphere, and it is very organized and layered.

With so many thousand people, their combat effectiveness is basically no less than that of 20,000 soldiers from the Ziqiang State!

In an instant, a dense energy body poured towards the Prisoner Army, bombarding the Prisoner Army's demonic protective shield, and suddenly a series of incomparably dense sounds came again.

Looking from a distance, I saw that the front end of the prisoner army array was already full of fire, like a holiday salute, but this salute looked extremely cruel.

Looking at the sixteen great masters of the Prisoner Army, including Xiao Hong, they were already at the forefront, absorbing most of the firepower, and their eyes were even more cold and serious.

After seven or eight rounds of blows. None of the prisoners had fallen, and had come to a distance of less than 100 meters from the 51st Division. The cold expressions have begun to become fierce again.

"This ......" Seeing such a picture, Mu Ya's expression had begun to gradually change, and he didn't expect it. Such a violent blow. Those thieves in the distance still didn't get a fatal blow!

This is obviously no longer something that ordinary thieves can measure, and the most intuitive feeling is that this seems to be a regular army.

Not only Mu Ya, but even the other soldiers of the 51st Division, seeing such a picture, the corners of their mouths couldn't help but move, at this moment they seemed to have felt that these so-called thieves were much stronger than they expected. Even with the Lordaeron army, some fight. Difficult and fierce!

"Don't panic, prepare for melee combat, and slash these thieves!" Mu Ya then issued a loud order, his heart was more or less serious, because once it came to melee hand-to-hand combat, casualties were inevitable.

For some bandits who appeared out of nowhere, let them suffer losses, even if one or two die, it will be a disaster.

Merely. What Mu Ya never expected was that at the moment when the soldiers of the 51st Division put on a melee hand-to-hand combat. The prisoner army that rushed to the front of them had already picked up the demonic protective shield one after another, and the light of the war pattern on the forearm became extremely bright, and then launched a series of blood-colored energy blades against the enemy in front of them!

Poof, poof, poof......

With the sound of limbs being cut and torn, hundreds of soldiers of the 51st Division at the forefront fell in a pool of blood, and then the iron hooves of the iron-footed horses trampled directly into the array of the 51st Division...,

In an instant, the array of the 51st Division was torn out of several gaps, and the five battle groups of the Prisoner Army directly entered it, and the scene fell into incomparable chaos in an instant.

In the face of the blows of the prisoner army, yes, the soldiers of the 51st Division have the ability to fight back, but they can't escape the fate of death.

"Who are these thieves?" Mu Ya, who was standing in the array, couldn't help but exclaim when he saw the prisoner army directly entering the array, and the hand-to-hand combat did not fall behind at all.

In front of him, this prisoner army, whether it is a war paint or a level of control, is simply not something that a thief can have.

However, just when Mu Ya felt something wrong, the sound of a series of energy bombs rubbing against the air quickly came from far and near, and the next moment, looking at the dozen or so soldiers in front of Mu Ya, they were directly cut to pieces by the circular blood-colored energy blade, and they fell in a pool of blood.

Looking at Xiao Hong, Xu Jingwei and even more than a dozen prisoner soldiers, they had already appeared less than twenty meters away from Mu Ya, and they rushed towards Mu Ya like lightning, especially Xiao Hong's white clothes and huge cap, which made most of his face covered by endless darkness, only a faint stubble, revealed, holding a blood-red ice sickle in his hand.

There is no need to observe the light pattern, let alone fight, just from this momentum, Mu Ya can feel that he is definitely above the level of a great master, such a discovery can't help but make Mu Ya's heart suddenly chuckle.

At this moment, he had already realized that this group of people was not thieves at all, and it was not simple.

But this kind of consciousness is obviously too late, as Xiao Hong and the others lightning forward, Xu Jingwei has already jumped high from the horse, his fists and four energy arms, and directly bombarded Mu Ya.

Faced with Xu Jingwei's appearance, Mu Ya couldn't help but take a half step back, and then quickly opened a light blue demonic protective shield.

Bang!bang......

Almost at the moment when Mu Ya opened the protective shield, Xu Jingwei's heavy punch had already hit, and in just one second, he bombarded dozens of punches at the same place of the protective shield, until Mu Ya's protective shield shattered and finally collapsed.

At the same time, Xiao Hong had already rushed to the scene, holding the blood-red ice scythe in one hand, raising it high, not giving Mu Ya the slightest chance to react, and facing Mu Ya was directly a killing!

Although Mu Ya reacted, Xiao Hong's speed was too fast.

Burst!

After a dull sound, the Ice Scythe had already penetrated deeply into Mu Ya's abdomen, directly giving Mu Ya a deep chill.

"You ...... Who the hell is it?" A smear of blood gushed from the corner of Mu Ya's mouth, and he looked at Xiao Hongdao with incredible eyes.

Xiao Hong didn't respond, as soon as his arms were forced, he directly disemboweled Mu Ya once, and then threw it high into the sky.

In the flash of light, Muya had died.

The soldiers of the nearby 51st Division couldn't help but be shocked when they saw the body of the deputy commander Mu Ya being thrown into the air.

At first, in the eyes of all the soldiers, these people were just small thieves who were unstable and undermined unity and stability, but at this moment they were deeply aware that it was not that simple.

As soon as he got started, he directly killed the deputy commander of the 51st Division, even if the Lordaeron army didn't seem to have such perverted strength, it felt more like a devil who came out of hell.

It's just that now, no matter how frightened they are, it's already too late, and in the face of the prisoner army, they have no way to retreat, so they can only resist hard, and the price paid for doing so is that they are ruthlessly trampled by the iron hooves of the prisoner army.

Of course, at this moment, although there are only 5,000 people in the face, although on the scene, the prisoner army firmly has the upper hand, but in the face of the 51st division in the northern hemisphere, the prisoner army still faintly feels the difficulty, the killing is not as before, it is directly chopping melons and vegetables, and the enemy's combat order and individual strength should not be underestimated. ...,

A full ten minutes passed, and Xiao Hong led more than a hundred members of the Prisoner Army to penetrate the array of the 51st Division.

Looking at the frenzied fighting behind most of the members of the Prisoner Army, Xiao Hong's expression did not change, and he commanded loudly: "Xu Jingwei, take a few people to destroy the enemy's Devil Pattern Tank, and the rest of the people, follow me!"

After saying that, Xiao Hong turned his horse's head again, and went back to the array of the 51st Division.

Once again, plunge into the fierce battle!

As for the dozen or so people led by Xu Jingwei, they also rushed towards the demon pattern tank, and used the powerful war paint to carry out a devastating blow to the tank's main gun, and then pulled out the driver alive and killed him!

The pilots of the 51st Division, who looked down from a high altitude, were more or less frightened when they saw such a picture.

That's right, they had underestimated the enemy before, but that was only in their hearts, and they didn't have the slightest carelessness in their actions, but even so, they fell into a bitter battle, no, they should have been slaughtered.

What's even worse is that because the prisoner army has been mixed up with the 51st Division, they can only hover in the sky and watch dryly, and they can't do anything more, otherwise a magic pattern missile will go down and it will be easy to accidentally injure their companions.

An hour flew by.

As far as the eye can see, the entire plain has been stained red with blood again, and the blood has converged into a river, and under the moonlight, there is a faint blood light.

Looking at the prisoner army again, like more than 500 warriors, covered in blood, standing on the plain, what is more than before, this time most of the prisoner army, more or less, has suffered some damage, this is what the northern hemisphere has to face, a more powerful enemy than the southern hemisphere.

At the same time, he looked at Wo Shi again, and he was already sitting cross-legged on the blood-spattered ground, his hands folded, and the Blood Witch Wand was stuck directly in front of him.

Soon, as the Blood Witch Wand emitted a faint light, and then with the Blood Witch Wand as the center, a layer of orange energy film directly covered a large area of land nearby.

A few seconds later, I saw that the blood on the ground and the corpse above it had condensed orange-red points of light, and they were gathering in mid-air. (To be continued.) If you like this work, you are welcome to (.) to vote for recommendation, monthly pass, your support is my biggest motivation. )