"Leave me alone, kill it!!"

The soldier who was cut off by the waist did not care about the severe pain and the intestines dragging on the ground, and fiercely hugged the leg of a large lizardman with one hand, and thrust the dagger into the ground with the other.

The lizardman howled in rage and stomped on his back, but the soldier refused to let go until he died.

The surrounding soldiers swarmed with spears, and only then did they barely kill the lizardmen.

On the other side, the huge six-legged bear swept its forelimbs left and right, like cutting wheat, and everywhere it went, there were crushed corpses everywhere it went.

Shields and armor are like pieces of paper in the face of their incomparable strength.

The screams of the soldiers were heard one after another.

"For Chuandong!"

Seeing this, the twelve strong men threw off their helmets, threw away their swords, and in pairs they used critical breakthroughs to hug their six legs.

Sharp hairs pierced their frontal armor, and their skin scraped flesh blurred.

The twelve strong men sacrificed their lives and forgot to die, regardless of the cost, and simply stopped their progress with their flesh and blood.

The follow-up warriors rushed up, and only then did they barely kill the six-legged bear.

The battlefield is brutal.

Warcraft is not human.

The war with Warcraft is far more brutal than the war between people.

The human flesh is too weak.

The killing of each demonic beast requires the sacrifice of as few as seven or eight people, or as many as dozens of people.

A large number of corpses littered the field.

The warrior who had lost an arm swung his sword with all his might, despite the blood spurting from the severed limb.

The warrior without legs stood on his knees, even if he used his body as a shield, he had to drag the monster for a moment for the warriors behind him.

The screams do not dampen morale, but lift everyone's heart.

They had no way to retreat but to fight back desperately.

Because every warrior knew that behind them were half a million people of the royal city.

Who else will be able to protect them once they back down?!

From the moment he joined the army, every soldier was ready to give his life for the country and the people!

"For Chuandong!"

In order to bruise the subspecies Kodomon, a soldier armed with a war knife voluntarily jumped into the mouth of the subspecies Kodomon and pierced its tender tongue with a knife.

"The right wing can't stand it, don't save me, go up quickly!"

The centurion, who had been bitten off a third of his flank, fought to command the battle with his last breath and gave up the help of his colleagues.

On the tragic battlefield, the grassland was stained with blood.

Every second, a large number of soldiers die.

"This is the boxing technique that has been passed down from generation to generation by my Katcher family, and you miscellaneous fish have the ability to come at me!"

Kachersky was shirtless, and every iron fist blasted out was accompanied by a roar of crippled monsters.

With the rank of a Adamantite Adventurer, Katcher became the strongest shield in front of the military formation.

But judging from his gradually bottoming out AP, I'm afraid it won't last long.

"Even if it's a worthless person like me, I can protect Chuandong!"

Shen Jingbing struck the whip leg with all his might, kicking off the Minotaur's right arm.

I didn't think that the minotaur was not affected by the pain at all, but instead had a backhand that was a punch.

The fist the size of the iron pot slammed straight into the chest.

Shen Jingbing hurriedly crossed her arms to block.

Just listen to the sonorous sound.

The arms of both hands were shattered, and Shen Jingbing let out a terrible scream, and was blasted by a punch and flew out more than ten meters away.

If it weren't for the fact that she was a warrior monk and her limbs were stronger, I'm afraid her arms would have been shattered and she would have died the moment she flew out, right?

But even so, with this speed and height of falling to the ground, Shen Jingbing, who had bottomed out in HP, had almost no chance of surviving.

However, at this critical moment.

Once the white shadow crosses.

Shen Jingbing only saw that in his sight, a sweat vest that only a middle-aged vegetable market uncle would wear.

When I looked closely, it was Zheng Qian.

At the moment when she fell to the ground, Zheng Qian arrived with an arrow.

Shen Jingbing only felt a broad arm holding his back.

"Thanks... Thank you......" Her little face turned crimson.

Although it was to save her, she had never been hugged like this by a man in her life.

Zheng Qian glanced at her arms.

With the strength of her armguards and the strength of the monk's limbs, she could barely block the punch.

But in the end, the power of the minotaur was too amazing, Shen Jingbing's entire arms were red and swollen, and he couldn't stop trembling, and he couldn't even hold his fists.

"You've done your best, go back to the city, don't die."

"But..."

"It's coming."

Shen Jingbing wanted to say something, but heard a moo.

Looking back, the minotaur had rushed to the close at some point.

Shen Jingbing's frightened face was pale, and she instinctively grabbed Zheng Gan's neck.

Zheng Qian, who wanted to make a move, was hugged like this, and his hands couldn't be freed.

"Tsk."

If she breaks free, her two arms will be ruined, right?

Zheng Qian thought about it and raised his right leg.

I saw a blue shadow fly out of its feet.

It was Zheng Qian's flip-flops.

The flip-flops hit the minotaur in the face like lightning.

The arrogant and domineering Minotaur was hit on the spot and his facial features were dented, and his HP plummeted by as much as 600.

The minotaur would never have thought that he would be beaten off 80% of his HP by a flip-flop?

"Cat North and South!"

"Meow!"

The cat was like a phantom, galloping flexibly on the battlefield, rushing in front of Zheng Qian in the blink of an eye, waving the dagger in his hand like a storm.

The minotaur was chopped to minced meat on the spot, startling the nearby soldiers.

"Take her back to town!"

Zheng Qian casually grabbed a soldier with sound limbs and stuffed Shen Jingbing to him.

"I... I can still fight! I've already escaped once, and I don't want to run again! ”

Seeing this, Shen Jingbing struggled and didn't want to leave.

The dungeon could only be embarrassed in the face of the dragon-shaped demonic beast.

This is the psychological shadow of Shen Jingbing's life.

She's an adventurer, and she doesn't want to be a coward anymore.

However, Zheng Qian picked up the flip-flops lightly, wiped them with the hair of the minotaur's corpse and put them back on, and said quietly: "You have done a good job, but you have lost your combat power, and staying here will only drag the soldiers back." ”

After that, ignoring her anymore, Zheng Qian and Mao walked side by side in the north and south, like a walk in the park, leisurely walking towards the battlefield.

Staring at the backs of the two, Shen Jingbing wanted to clench his fist, but his seriously injured hand couldn't even make such a simple movement, so he could only be helplessly dragged by the soldiers in the direction of Wangcheng.

The military formation was thin.

Zheng Gan's right flank was already about to be breached.

After a few steps, they entered the combat zone.

The lawn was wet and full of blood.

After walking a few steps in flip-flops, his feet were already soaked with blood.

The air was filled with the smell of blood.

There were earth-shattering sounds everywhere, and sharp screams everywhere.

At night, the grassland in front of the city wall has been transformed into a Shura field.

The overall quality of the army is not as good as that of the crusading army that storms the dungeon.

Now there are 1,600 garrisons left, and there are more than 500 Warcraft.

This is still with the assistance of the war king Zhao Aotian.

If this continues, the garrison will be completely wiped out, and there will still be nearly 200 demonic beasts left.

Even the war king Zhao Aotian, after a fierce battle, couldn't stop the group fight of the entire 200 demonic beasts, right?

What's more, there is also a leader demonic beast hidden in the herd.

Although the formed army in the city is coming, it will take more than an hour, and it will be too late.

Once this place is breached, at least tens of thousands of people will be slaughtered in the royal city.

If you don't do something, the 500 unlock points will be deducted.

Damn it, the truth restricts the use of attack magic and some support magic.

If this continues, the situation will not be good.

Zheng Qian's brows frowned slightly.

You can only reduce the number of Warcraft as much as possible!

Seeing that the right wing was about to collapse, Zheng Qian's eyes froze.

"Cat North and South, do it!"

"Meow! Meow meow meow! ”

The cat pulled out its twin daggers and squatted.

In the next second, purple lightning pierced the entire battlefield.

The cat's north and south seem to have turned into a kamikaze.

Everywhere they went, the monsters were cut into corpses.

"Mother, the child is not filial, go first!"

A soldier with a sword in his hand is about to fight the three-headed dog to the death.

But in the next moment, he found that the three-headed dog in front of him had disappeared, and there was a pile of minced meat on the ground.

The cat shuttles swiftly through various battlefields from north to south.

Blood and carnage fueled her monster instincts.

The purple phantom is like a harvester, and everywhere it goes, no monster is spared.

In just over ten seconds, at least more than 20 demonic beasts were annihilated by it on the right-wing battlefield.

Compared with the gorgeous tactics of Mao's north and south, Zheng Qian is more unpretentious and boring.

With a single punch, it hit the abdomen of the human-foot crab and beat it into crab roe sauce on the spot.

A human-faced wolf and a high-level demon mole rat burst out from behind, attacking from the left and right with the intention of sneaking attack.

Reflexively fired a high whip leg.

The heads of the two monsters exploded on the spot like watermelons hit by a train.

Now Zheng Qian, he can only pick some garbage skills in the basic skill pack to play.

Although with overwhelming attributes, as long as it touches Zheng Gan, whether it is the demonic beast that Zheng Qian fights, or the demonic beast that beats Zheng Gan, the one who dies will be the demonic beast.

But if you keep using flat A, it's too exaggerated for humans.

You have to pretend to make people think you're fighting seriously.

The surrounding demonic beasts were clearly aware of Zheng Qian's strength.

Six or seven demonic beasts suddenly surged in from all directions.

Zheng Qian yawned casually.

With a stomp of his foot, a war knife on the ground bounced up and fell into his hand accurately.

The six demonic beasts were split on the spot, and the remaining one was directly split in half by Zheng Qian's knife from head to crotch.

The nearby demonic beasts swarmed up, but Zheng Gan stood in place with his legs as if they were rooted, not moving a single step.

No matter how many come up, they will be hacked to death by one of them.

Soon, fifty or sixty demonic beasts had been slaughtered under the horse.

Around Zheng Qian, there was even a small hill piled up by the corpses of demonic beasts.

"Oh? Didn't expect it to be so powerful? ”

Zhao Aotian, who was in the forward, made a sliding shovel and cut open the abdomen of the subspecies Kodo.

Standing up, he wanted to take a breath and relieve fatigue, but he inadvertently saw the heroic posture of Zheng Qian fighting on the right flank.

One husband is the gate, and all beasts are not open.

The right wing, which was about to collapse, was only stabilized by Zheng Qian and Mao Nanbei because they joined the battlefield.

It's so strong!

So many monsters can't get close?

Not only Zheng Qian, but even that woman has such terrifying combat power?

There is no doubt that this is already a strength that only a little war king can have!

"It's reliable."

Zhao Aotian shook the holy sword in his hand.

The cloud-filled facial features gradually relaxed.

With the two of them, this victory is a big plus.

I thought that Zheng Qian was the evil dragon, but I didn't expect that not only was he not, but he was also such a reliable and powerful warrior.

Zhao Aotian was quite pleased.

God treats me well!

"However, when it comes to killing the enemy, I won't lose to you!"

Thinking of this, Zhao Aotian's fighting spirit burned again, and he rushed into the herd of beasts, crushing several demonic beasts into minced meat like a meat grinder.

The tide of the battle was gradually stabilized.

Zheng Qian, Mao Nanbei, Zhao Aotian, Jin Ge and Kachersky rushed to the front and quickly scattered the Warcraft formation.

450… 400… 350… 300……

The number of Warcraft began to decline sharply.

The human garrison that was supposed to be broken had a slight tendency to turn defeat into victory as the battle progressed.

However.

Just when everyone thought that there was a chance of winning the first battle.

Zheng Qian, who was dozing off and pretending to be a serious fighter, suddenly felt a numb scalp behind his back.

Look back.

"What..."

Boom.

The ground suddenly exploded, and a behemoth nearly ten meters tall suddenly rushed out of the ground.

It was just three or four meters behind Zheng Qian.

In Zheng Qian's eyes, this huge humanoid demonic beast instantly obscured the moonlight.

The iron fist, which was more than one meter in diameter, blasted towards Zheng Qian like a meteorite.

"Suffered!"

The defenseless Zheng Qian hurriedly raised his knife to resist.

Just listen to the sonorous sound.

The sword was shattered like papier-mâché.

Zheng Qian's whole body was bombarded with a fist, and he was blown away more than 100 meters by a blow, and fell heavily to the ground.

"Dog thing!"

The exclamations of the cat's north and south spread throughout the audience.

Zhao Aotian and Kachersky hurriedly turned around.

Under the moonlight, the huge body was like a majestic peak, standing in the center of the military array of demonic beasts and humans.

"That's... What?! ”

As the strongest war king of the human race, Zhao Aotian faced this giant beast that suddenly appeared...... Trembling!

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