"Wait a little longer, wait a little longer, and I'm afraid our legion will have more casualties. At this time, Della said with some unhappiness.

Originally, losing to Zhou Huan was unhappy enough, but at this time, it was different from Zhou Huan's decision-making, of course, he spared no effort to strike.

Zhou Huan glanced at Della lightly, and then said, "This is my territory, so I am very familiar with the way of fighting here. And the strength of the Saint Luo Legion, I have also seen it. If they can't hold out even a day, then they don't deserve the Legion of Saint-Ro. ”

As soon as Della wanted to say something, Xiongba waved his hand, and then said: "That's right, I know that my Saint Luo Legion still has strong combat effectiveness, at least there are not too many losses. And don't forget, Berserker's berserker is basically not used. ”

Della stopped talking, after all, he was the five major legions of the Holy Luo Legion, and everyone's strength was stronger than him, and if others didn't speak, what else did he have to say.

"Alright, let's wait a little longer. ”

Zhou Huan has his own strategy, because he knows that the army's combat also has morale. A warrior with high morale will be able to fight an enemy several times stronger than himself, and an enemy with low morale will likely be hit by someone who is several times weaker than himself.

History has long proven this problem, and Zhou Huan just repeated him again. He knew that the enemy's strength was indeed very sufficient, but he was not worried about this, if he only had his own team, Zhou Huan would only have the confidence to defend his territory.

But since there is foreign aid, then it is necessary to exaggerate the results. The continent has begun to be chaotic, and now at this time, the Noxus Empire is obviously bound to launch such a battle.

But the more this inevitable battle. The more the enemy pays, and if the enemy fails, they will never turn back. This is what Zhou Huan wants, to use this advantage to completely defeat the Noxian Empire.

The battle is still going on, and the enemy's offensive is basically being contained. Even if the elves have now completely adapted to this battle, many elven archers have finally grown up in the environment of witnessing this blood and fire.

At the very least, they have a certain chance of surviving on the battlefield. And the five teams of the San Luo Army are very excited. Even if their bodies are starting to get tired. But their spirits are even more excited.

In the secrecy of the Empire, they belong to the special forces of extreme secrecy. Although they are powerful, the chances of playing are also very small, and now they are going to get the battles they want.

Raising soldiers for a thousand days and using soldiers for a while, how can they not only raise soldiers for a thousand days? They need to be watered with blood. They also need to fight to nourish. And the current battle is what they have always wanted.

Whether it's the Berserkers. Or Spartans. They all regard death in battle as honor. Either win, or prove honor with your own corpse, this is the warrior.

Everyone in the Fifth Legion's Wind Shadow Warriors was so calm, and the twin swords in their hands were constantly slashing, slashing the enemy in front of them in cold blood. Their grimace masks terrified the enemy.

Relatively speaking, though. Zhou Huan's saber-toothed tiger troops are very similar to them, except that the saber-toothed tiger warriors are stronger, and they are also calmer in battle, and at the same time more bloodthirsty.

This time. Darius, who was watching the battle, finally couldn't help it. He must break the morale of the enemy, otherwise, the morale of his own side will probably be reduced to the extreme in the battle.

As a leader, Darius certainly understands the importance of morale. So this time he has to send his own elite troops, otherwise his morale will be reduced to the extreme.

And his special unit is also Darius's close escort. This is the warrior he has trained, and each warrior is at the level of a Taoist master, and the number is even more than three thousand.

Although the number is small, everyone is the elite of the elite. And every soldier is battle-experienced, and at this time, this team appeared on the battlefield.

At this time, the battle has been going on for an unknown amount of time, and on the three city walls, two cities have already had their gates broken. This is not caused by ordinary siege equipment, it is caused by the enemy's sorcerer.

Now the sorcerer has not focused on the enemy, but on blasting through the gates. After all, compared to the hard fortress, the city gate was a little more fragile.

But even so, the enemy's sorcerer is very tired. After all, the thickness of the city gate is indeed very amazing, and it is not much different from the city wall.

"Dare to fight!" Three thousand warriors appeared, and at this time, the enemy's offensive suddenly slowed down.

Looking at the enemy's neat military formation, a group of leaders of Enriel's territory, and the commanders of those Saint Luo legions, also looked at this group of people seriously. It's powerful, you can feel it in their breath.

And Zhou Huan also saw this powerful army in the distance, and it can be said that this army is no weaker than the Holy Luo Legion. However, in terms of numbers, it is much weaker than the Saint-Luo Army.

Xiongba also looked at this legion, and then said: "I didn't expect that the Noxian Empire actually has such a team, looking at the strength of their soldiers, it is no worse than our ordinary Saint Luo legion." ”

Although he praised the other party, he also had the meaning of contempt. The first is the number of people, and the other is that their personal strength is not comparable to the strong legion of the Saint Luo Legion.

However, the Noxus Empire, compared with a superpower like the Xihua Empire, is still far behind. They worked hard, but they just trained these 3,000 people, and they didn't know how much they paid.

But at this time, Zhou Huan looked at the group of people, and then said to the people behind: "Let's start preparing now, it's time for us to play." ”

The Praetorian Guard, of three thousand men, Noxus was convinced, and no one was their opponent in battle. This group of people was cultivated by him himself, and the empire cost a huge amount.

"Why fear you have!" At this time, the Spartan warriors in one of the cities rushed out, and in their eyes, the battle was their life, and it was better to lose their lives than to lose their honor.

And the other berserker army rushed out of it. They also have such a desire to fight, and the gate is broken anyway, and the two teams just happened to be guarding the gate, so they rushed out directly.

Against these three thousand, they think that they are enough. These two thousand people are the top combat legions belonging to the Xihua Empire, and it can be said that this time it is a contest between the Noxus Empire and the top legions of the Xihua Empire.

However, the number is obviously a little insufficient, but don't forget, there are still orc warriors in it. Faced with such a thing, letting other humans stand out on their own territory, how could the orcs endure such a thing.

The five hundred orc warriors all rushed out, including the old men from the past, and the new orc warriors who entered later, but without exception, their strength was very strong, and most of them were also experienced in a hundred battles, even if they were not, they were all heroic.

This is the elite of the elite, and it can also be said that it is the most powerful warrior in the empire. And they were facing the three thousand most powerful Praetorian Guards of the Noxian Empire.

Two thousand human warriors plus five hundred orc warriors faced three thousand Noxian Praetorian Guards. It's unfair in the eyes of others, but it's enough.

There was a brief pause between the camps of the two armies, and an aura of slaughter came out in the confrontation between the two teams. Every warrior understands how tough the opponent in front of him is, even the Spartans and berserkers are very serious.

Not to mention the 3,000 people on the other side, they all watched the battle just now. Although they looked down on other legions, they had to say that these people in front of them were indeed very powerful.

The drums of war began to sound gradually, and neither side chose to suppress them with archers, nor did they have the help of sorcerers. In this way, start a most primitive battle, relying only on your own body and the equipment on your body.

"I'm the Noxian Captain of the Guard, Thorn, and I'm the one who came by name!" said one of the three thousand men, one of the tallest giants with a great axe.

"Kill!" the leader of the saber-toothed tiger clan, that is, Blairley, stood there, and said extremely coldly, in his eyes, treating the enemy is death, and there is no need to exchange names for those who die.

All the orc warriors roared angrily. "Kill!" is a simple word, but it has already shocked the entire half of the sky, because there is incomparably bloody in this word of theirs.

All the orcs rushed over frantically, and the other two teams were already enthusiastic and rushed forward quickly. At this time, the Spartans and berserkers could not afford to lose to them.

"Rush!" On the other side, Sein didn't get the answer he wanted, but he also shouted the offensive slogan. But in the face of the enemy's killing, it is so scarce.

The two teams finally collided, and when they collided violently, they knew what true horror was. How powerful the attack of the orc warriors was.

Just now, they have been defending and restraining their hands, but now, they have completely let go, and they have all entered a state of rage. This state is a combination of madness and bloodthirstiness.

Crazy, the orc warriors who didn't have any scruples finally went berserk, and in their eyes, the enemy in front of them had only one way to die. (To be continued......)