Chapter 8 The Great Wall Pawns, Flying to Ashes

The young military doctor thought for a while, nodded and said solemnly, "Yes!"

"Do you want to come here now, my wife has more men, and I don't care about your ......"

"I'm not in the mood~~"

Covered with blood, how can you be in the mood.

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jokes, still can't dilute the heartache after the death of his companion.

Soon, a new attack by the Dark Two-Headed Demon begins.

Battles, between darkness and light, between life and death, create brilliant fireworks.

One by one, the Eternals of the Protoss died, reduced to dry bones.

The war between light and darkness is the theme of this shijie. I believe that this war is just an ordinary thing in the long years, and it will be buried in history, and thousands of bones will be covered in one sentence.

The war outside Shanhaiguan was smaller than a wave in this large-scale war, and even if this squad was wiped out, no one would remember it, only a long pile of mechanical numbers on the battle dead book.

And these numbers, who would think about them, these are all fresh lives, and they were once the existence of a lighthouse that sheltered one side.

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Watching his subordinates die, the crane's eyes were scarlet, and his petite body shuttled through the dark army, killing the fast-moving cavalry one by one.

Her way of fighting is simple and sharp, and this is the way of fighting in the army.

Create maximum lethality with the least amount of physical strength.

The two-headed demon rode the demon wolf, the impact was too great, and with one impact from the coalition forces, the Eternals of the Protoss would be smashed into a blood mist, and their bones and muscles would be exploded.

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The young medic slapped the palm of his steady hand against an old medic next to him.

The old medic shrunk his head. A look of behaving at a loss. I saw a tall and majestic two-headed demon rushing towards me. He was so frightened that he lay on the ground. Rise fart/share, hands over head.

"Agampus, be brave, you are now the Lord God, be brave!"

As a physician in the army, cultivation can be weaker. They don't have to fight, and they don't need to have a very powerful liliang.

A Haode physician can save the lives of many soldiers.

"Oh my god. It's all wolf calves, so scary, and the wolf's mouth, so big, can bite off a head in one bite?"

This old guy is not dead yet, he is really lucky, he has lived a few dark ages with the cultivation of the main god, and he doesn't know what novel potion he has invented, which can make him so rebellious?

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The dark race pressed up, and it was also a shock from Zuihou.

The Protoss team's divine power is almost exhausted. You can chop this fat fish on the chopping board to death with a single knife.

An Eternal of the Protoss died, and Zuihou turned into a ball of light. There is nothing left, everything burns.

The cold light divine power in the veins was burning, and the veins were scorched with a scorching taste.

The tired Protoss squad was left with less than a hundred warriors left, sleepy and tired, and the sparse circle of light was fading.

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The young military doctor took off his white coat, and a little bit of divine power poured out from his somewhat emaciated body, squeezing Zuihou's divine power out of the depths of his body.

This Bright Yuan God really doesn't have enough divine power!

But there are fists, muscles, bones, and that's enough! Bones are harder than divine power! Even if only bone dregs remain, they can pierce the hard skin of the enemy.

Horse leather shroud, the fate of a warrior.

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The Great Wall is pawned, flying into ashes, dancing with delicate faces and red sleeves a few times, and the jade broken palace is pouring like a river retreating in spring.

Blowing the clouds, looking at the flowing water, striving for the glory of a lifetime, the dream soul returns, standing in the border city in the rain and snow.

The emaciated fist smashed against the hard skull of the Majin, smashing, splashing black plasma, black brain.

The whole body of the demons is full of magic power, and the body is also tempered by the magic power, and the muscles and bones are harder than steel, and ordinary artifacts cannot cut the bodies of these demons at all.

One punch at a time, a fierce fighting style.

In the distance, on the horizon, the bearded Chief Wu roared and led the army to rush into the army of demons.

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"It's reinforcements, we saved ......"

It is a joy to be able to survive. One thousand troops against three thousand is not a favorable situation, after receiving the surrounded Protoss squad, they retreated while fighting and moved towards Shanhaiguan.

As long as you enter the customs, according to the favorable terrain, the demons will retreat without a fight.

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When I saw the majestic heroic posture of Shanhaiguan, shining with a simple light in the sunset, I was moved to tears.

The scarred iron gate was closed, and only the unwilling roar of the demons outside the city roared.

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Tired!

This is the only thought of the surviving life, just to fall asleep in the warm bed.

After eating a little meat porridge at random, the eyelids couldn't control the fight. Wash away the blood from your body, and fall asleep.

There was a knock at the door, and the sleeping nerves opened the door in a daze, and it was also a sleepy and confused person.

Crane is also very tired, she has just taken a bath, and the blood stains on her body have been washed away, revealing fair and scarred skin, full of iron and temptation, but no one appreciates it, after all, she is too tired.

Plugged in the door and closed it with a latch, the two of them fell asleep with their arms, only the sound of snoring, snuggling up to each other for warmth.

On the battlefield, if you can survive, it is God's grace.

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On this night, Mr. Wu was furious.

The charming woman under him couldn't withstand his sprint, it had been eight full hours, and the woman's legs were weak, but he was still alive.

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On the battlefield where the battle had just begun, a bloody gecko emerged from the bright red soil.

The gecko's tail grew a little more, and it spat out a black ball of light, and Zhou Sheng's dark deity walked out of the ball of light.

The same exhaustion, thick scars on the ice-blue body. A deep bloody hole in the back, piercing all the way to the spine.

The Dark Deity assassinates dark beings on the battlefield, and because it is inherently dark, it will not be easily detected.

But none of the dark races are vegetarians. These are beings born in the dark. All of them are tough. The weak cannot survive.

The blood hole in the back that was about to penetrate his body was left to him by a powerful Dark Venerable in the dark camp.

Up to now, he has also discovered a lot of special beings who defy the sky. In the Eternals stage, there are seven or eight hundred thousand, nearly a million chains of mental order.

These lives are the miracles of the dark realm, too much mystery and magic.

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The trial of the Rain and Blue Mountain, although it was said that it was the most outstanding genius of the Protoss, but those most talented people did not go.

At least. The black-clothed prince of the Central Dynasty disdained to participate in such trials.

These talented people also provided him with a goal. His current thinking order chains are about 200,000, plus this juvenile mastering weapon, 700,000 thinking order chains are not afraid of the powerhouse, unless it is a life that is too rebellious!

With this kind of anti-heaven life, with nearly a million chains of thinking order, he can kill ordinary Dark Venerables at the Eternals stage, and he is almost the essence of the Dark Realm.

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"When there are 300,000 chains of thinking order, I will ignite the fire of thinking, and my thinking will be united. Turning strips of steel into sturdy edifices, that's the only way. is the most domineering ......"

After recuperating in the wilderness for a while, his true body will hunt enemies again.

This time, it can really be said that it is a catastrophe for the Protoss! All kinds of races in the dark camp have been dispatched, the Eternal Night Clan, the Dark Night Clan, the Purple Night Clan, the Blood Night Clan, the Scarlet Night Clan, the Flowing Night Clan, and the Black Night Clan......

These races have the word 'night' in their names and are the most noble beings among the countless races of the Dark Camp.

The Seven Night Clans have always been the mainstay of the dark camp.

The Eternal Night, the undisputed strongest!

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There is no light outside the city, only infinite darkness.

In the dark corner, a large camp of darkness stretched.

In the dark camp, in the center is a purple luxurious palace, all of which are 10,000 kilometers tall, with purple skin all over their bodies, and purple horns on their heads.

Here, there are a thousand people of the Purple Night Clan.

In addition, there are more than 1,500 members of the Blood Night Clan.

The appearance of the Bloody Night Clan is similar to that of the Purple Night Clan, but the skin is blood-red, and the blood-red horns on the head are curved. Inside the body, there are thick green tendons, blood vessels, and bloodthirsty.

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The appearance of the Seven Night Clans is similar to that of the Protoss, and their internal appearance is also strikingly similar.

These seven night clans, more to speak, have the same ancestors, evolved from a mysterious dark race, but they are not divided into seven forks, some thick and some thin.

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In the central tent, a Purple Night Clan man, a Blood Night Clan woman.

The two of them sat opposite each other, drinking sweet liquor. The height is more than 50,000 kilometers, and there are seven black star dots at the center of the eyebrows, and the chains of mental order are saturated.

These two beings, absolutely each of them, possess 700,000 chains of mental order, and possibly more.

The woman of the Blood Night Clan spoke softly, and said dissatisfiedly: "Zisha, you Purple Night Clan are too insincere, only sending a thousand Purple Night Warriors over, which is a full five hundred ...... less than us."

"Bloodfall, what are you angry about? One of our Purple Night Clan's warriors can beat two of your Bloody Night Clan, so in this way, you have five hundred less!" The Purple Night Clan's man's words were full of domineering and disdain.

"What did you say?" The Bloodnight woman slapped the table, the jugs shattered, and the bright red liquor flowed to the ground.

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"I didn't say anything, I just meant a small Shanhaiguan, and I didn't need to send too many troops. You must know that although our seven night clans are all powerful, the number of clansmen has always been a hard wound, and each of them is very precious, so there is no need to send them to death. What don't you have to do with all those cannon fodder outside?"

"Ogre, Two-Headed Demons, God Eaters, Nether, Devils, Cerberus, Naga Hellsnakes. If these cannon fodder die, they will die, and it is useless to live......"

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The woman nodded lightly and said lightly: "Yes, I will attack the pass tomorrow, and let these cannon fodder consume the divine power of the Protoss first, and their divine power replenishment is no longer sustainable......"

"A race of civil strife, I heard that Shili's greatest divine alliance is still unable to control the entire divine race. Even, there are people within them who collude with us to pass on information and resources, the glorious era of the Protoss has passed, let the era return to the embrace of darkness......"

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Soon, countless dark beings attacked in the direction of Shanhaiguan.

...... (To be continued......)