One hundred and sixty-five: positional warfare, fiasco!

"Fifth line of defense, break through!"

"20% casualties in infantry positions."

"In the last round of salvo fire, the ultra-long-range heavy artillery blew up sixteen more guns!"

"The first to fourth lines of defense have merged with the fifth line of defense."

"Master Jinge, we can't stop it!"

Listening to the successive reports, Kinge on the sentry platform was anxious for a while, and his heart was like numbness.

Standing on the sentry platform, you can already see with the naked eye the demonic beasts that rushed into the sixth position and fought with the warriors.

At present, the number of Warcraft annihilation is 20 million.

The casualty rate of the first to fourth lines has reached 30%, the death rate of the fifth position has reached 20%, and the old protective artillery of the second position has been completely destroyed.

10% of the heavy artillery of the ninth position in the rear was blown up due to long-term continuous firing, and if the remaining part continued to be fired continuously, the explosion rate would rise sharply.

If you want to avoid exploding, you have to fire every two minutes, but if you bomb at this speed, you will cause more casualties in one to six positions. The Titan Cannon was just launched 10 minutes ago, and there is no possibility of support.

In the war against people, this casualty is enough to call the army defeated, and there is no choice but to retreat.

But this battle... The people of eastern Sichuan have no way back.

"Warcraft, break through the sixth line of defense!"

"So fast?!"

Ginger was shocked!

Looking down, sure enough, not far away, four or five mud sharks were wringing the soil and rushing towards the mage position on Ginge's side.

The nearby mages fired a volley, barely strangulating them.

"If this continues..."

Gaze ahead through wide-area perception magic.

Ginger saw the desperate picture.

In a fan-shaped area with a diameter of 200 kilometers, the forest has collapsed and turned into a plain.

And on this plain, it is densely packed with endless demonic beasts, making this vast plain so crowded that not even a single needle can be inserted.

In terms of locust plague, I am a little sorry for this number.

The monsters squeezed each other, and from a distance, they looked like a vast ocean.

For every step of four or five huge boss-level demonic beasts, more than a dozen demonic beasts would be trampled to death.

But as soon as the foot left, the follow-up demonic beasts would devour the corpse in the blink of an eye, and fill the gap that had been dug up with great difficulty.

With this number, even if there are ten Titan cannons that keep strafing, it will be difficult to clean up.

Hold on!

Hold on a little longer!

Jin Ge silently recited to himself countless times in his heart.

Master Power Bank should be dealing with Ares right now, right?

As long as you hold on until he returns, you can ......

Bang!

The mage's platform shook suddenly.

With his extremely high rank, Ginger reacted quickly and grabbed the railing.

But nearly two percent of the other magicians in the seventh position were shaken and fell directly down and fell to death on the spot.

"What's going on?"

Ginger exclaimed.

"Boss-level Monster! Chainsaw Long Whale, lv 108! ”

I saw that the earth suddenly exploded not far away.

The soil is like a liquid, and when it falls to the ground, it melts straight into it.

A whale with a body length of more than 20 meters and eight pairs of pelvic fins gushed out of the ground.

Four or five warriors could not even resist before they were swallowed by it.

Its mouthful of fangs rolled like a magical chainsaw, grinding the warrior into meat sauce in the blink of an eye.

Immediately, he jumped into the water and re-entered the ground, and the earth rippled like water, and there was not a trace of cracking.

Is there a boss on the first floor of the Eagle Valley Dungeon? Although there are also in the underground city of East Sichuan, it is extremely rare, and it is a rare magical beast that can compete with the head of Medusa, and there have only been two sightings in East Sichuan in the past three hundred years.

"Attention all magicians, switch wood magic."

Ginger barely managed to keep his composure, directing all the mages to fight back.

The ground surged wildly.

The chainsaw whale slammed out of the ground again.

"Put!"

【Apocryphal Dictionary * Wood God Retention】

Ginger shouted, and all the magicians chanted together.

Countless thick branches sprouted from the ground, pinning the chainsaw whale in mid-air.

"Sixth line of defense, break through again!"

"I don't have time to worry about this right now!"

Ginger's forehead was sweating like rain.

The thick branches couldn't strangle the chainsaw whale at all, and the monster fixed in mid-air struggled frantically.

The branches that bound it crackled and crackled.

Can't all the magicians work together?

No, it's me who is too weak!

In order to maintain global communication, a large amount of magic is consumed, and it is impossible to exert all its strength.

Bang.

At this moment, the chainsaw whale made a fierce effort, and it really broke free from the shackles of the wood god.

The demonic beast in mid-air opened its mouth with a diameter of twenty meters and bit towards the high platform of Jinge.

"Suffered!"

At this time, Ginger had no way to escape.

Space transfer can't catch up!

Will die!

However, at this critical moment.

Bang!

A red comet descended from the sky.

The golden sword hit the chainsaw Whale Celestial Spirit, and with a single blow, crushed it to the ground.

What a powerful blow it was.

So much so that the Chainsaw Whale's [Dirt Flow] magic didn't have time to take effect.

The huge body crushed the entire ground, deeply embedded in it.

By the time Jinge reacted, the LV108 boss had already been killed on the spot.

Looking at it, Jin Ge cried with joy.

"Xiao Zhao? You're back! ”

Draw your sword, and the blood flowed profusely.

Bathed in the blood of the demonic beast, Zhao Aotian violently shook off the bloody blood on the sword.

"Teacher Ginger, are you alright?"

"It's okay, Xiao Zhao, it's good for you to come back, charge... How is Zheng Qian's side? ”

"Still dealing with Ares, but he said he could do it alone, let me come back to help."

Zhao Aotian said, taking a posture.

【The Seventh Sword of the Nine Swords of the War King * May Sword Rain】

The chaotic sword fell straight into the sky.

The twenty or thirty demonic beasts that had just broken through the defense line were nailed to the ground on the spot by the sword condensed by energy.

"I went to support the front line, and Master Jinge led the mage to regain his strength and give full support."

"Good!"

After finishing speaking, Zhao Aotian flew up in the air and rushed into the position.

The arrival of the War King has significantly boosted morale.

The battle-weary warriors let out an earth-shattering shout.

The dilapidated defense line finally stabilized with the arrival of Zhao Aotian.

Rushing into the area with the highest concentration of demonic beasts, Zhao Aotian was the same as a killing god.

Every time the great sword is swung, a demonic beast will die under his sword.

However, Zhao Aotian is a person after all.

No matter how morale is boosted, relying on him alone will at best only slightly relieve the area where the combat pressure is greatest, and will not solve the problem fundamentally.

He didn't dare to think about it, so he could only numb himself by fighting bravely to kill the enemy.

In the sky just now, he could see the battle situation at a glance.

Warcraft's offensive was even stronger than expected.

The human position is constantly being compressed and retreated.

This is only noon on the third day of the peak, and on the fifth day of the war, the defense line has been pushed to the fifth position by the Warcraft.

If this continues, defeat is only a matter of time.

The battle, which was expected to last 15 days, was now on the verge of defeat in just a few days.

Morning...... No, with the current trend, at most tomorrow morning, Chuandong will perish!

On the other hand, Zheng Qian, who played against Ares, was also in a very unoptimistic situation.

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