Han Wei split a lion clan in half with a knife, blood splattered all over his face, he wiped it, and then shouted at Yang Ren, "Captain Yang, you guys break through, leave us alone!"

At this time, the battle between the Terran and the Hundred Clans can only be described as a meat grinder, and the Hundred Clans pressed on the whole line, except for Yulinwei on the Terran side, the Dading War Group and the Qushui War Group also joined the battle, and the whole scene became a pot of porridge. Both the Hundred and the Terrans are unleashing their tyranny to the fullest, trying to crush their enemies into powder.

Judging from the overall battle situation, the Terran side is at a clear disadvantage, although the battle formation formed by Yu Linwei is still killing in all directions, and there is no match. Even the Blood Clan's directly subordinate Blood Clan has been damaged by more than half of Yu Linwei's crazy blows. But the four remnants of the Dading War Regiment did not have such ability, and they were already injured before they were rescued by Yu Linwei. The short period of recuperation on the low mountain did not allow them to recover to their peak at all, so they were at a disadvantage in the fight with the Bai Clan.

Han Wei and Fang Zhuang knew that they couldn't pass this hurdle today. But Yu Linwei is different, their bravery is simply rare in the world. Although they can't reverse the situation and sweep this group of hundred tribes, they want to break through with all their hearts, and this group of hundred tribes can't stop them.

Han Wei and the others felt that since the result of the fight here was that the whole army would be covered, it would be better to leave the fire and wait for the future. So there was Han Wei to persuade this one.

In the face of Han Wei's persuasion, Yang Ren said fiercely with red eyes, "Break through? Haha! My brothers have fallen so much, and some of them don't even exist." If we don't kill all these hundred clans, how can those brothers go safely?! What's more, our Yu Linwei didn't abandon the friendly army!"

"Captain Yang, it's not too late for a gentleman to take revenge!" Han Wei said anxiously.

Yang Ren slashed a Wing Clan who wanted to fly into the sky, his eyes were full of wolf fierceness, "We have never been gentlemen! We are villains, villains take revenge, villains from morning to night!"

"You will be wiped out like this!" Han Wei's voice was louder.

"So what? Komori tells us that Yu Lin Wei is a kind of honor and a kind of faith! We usually cherish our lives, but when the time comes, we do not hesitate to do so. What if you die in battle? What is the way to die? Yang Ren's voice grew from small to large, and finally was as passionate as a wave, lapping the sky.

"What is the way to die?

"What is the way to die?

......

As Yang Ren roared, all the soldiers of Yulin's right guard roared, their faces full of enthusiasm and excitement, and they didn't seem to care at all that they might be annihilated by the army of the Hundred Clans. Each of them is drumming up spiritual power, fighting fearlessly, even if they die in battle, they have to drag the hundred clans on the road together.

Han Wei was shocked, Fang Zhuang and the others were also shocked, in addition to the four Terran battlefields, there were also those remaining martial artists, they looked at Yu Linwei who still maintained a high-spirited posture in a desperate situation with shocked eyes, and they didn't understand why they were like this. After all, although fighting on the back of the water can inspire the heroism of the soldiers, that kind of heroism carries a sense of silence and death. But at this time, Yu Linwei was not like this at all, they were like a rising god, even if the mountains and rivers were exhausted, they still maintained their dazzling and bright.

"Brother Wang, this ......" A left-behind warrior looked at Wang Meng, the person in charge of the camp. The martial artist wanted to ask Yu Linwei why he was like this, but when he saw Wang Meng's expression, he fell silent.

At this time, Wang Meng was very calm, and there was no fluctuation on his body, as did the other Yulin soldiers who stayed behind. At this time, they are like statues, quiet and calm, but everyone can feel the majestic power hidden under the quiet and calm.

More and more warriors turned their gaze from the battlefield projection to the left-behind Yu Linlang led by Wang Meng, their eyes were admired, puzzled, and sentimental. They just looked at the hundreds of Yu Lin Lang quietly, not knowing what to say.

After being watched by everyone for a while, Wang Meng also retracted his gaze staring at the battlefield projection, and said with a smile at the many remaining warriors, "What are you all looking at us like this? From the first day we entered Yulinwei, the sacrificial wine told us to prepare for the horse leather shroud, so we had already expected death. These brothers just took the first step, nothing, maybe one day we will go to accompany them, they will not be lonely. ”

Speaking of this, he paused, and then his voice suddenly became excited, "I, Yu Linwei, will go to the clan together, and I will not turn my heels!"

Many warriors only felt their scalps tingle, and a shudder rose from their vertebrae to their heads, and they felt that majestic power, which was enough to change the heavens and the earth. They suddenly remembered the adjectives about the previous armies of Yu Linwei, 'Silver clothes and silver armor, rampant in the world!'

With such a heart, the world is so big, where can it not run rampant?

But how do they do it? Some warriors don't understand. Although the hundred races and the human race are feuds, and the bitter hatred is engraved in the blood, this does not mean that there are no warriors who are cowardly and no warriors who run away when they are in battle. But look at the right guards of Yulin who are now fighting hard, sacrificing their lives to go to the country's difficulties, and seeing death as if they were going home! This is a new slogan they have shouted again, and they have shouted it this way and have done it this way.

Han Wei no longer persuaded Yang Ren at this time, because he saw the determination in Yang Ren's eyes, which was a kind of determination that would not retreat. So he said to Fang Zhuang and the others, "Since this is the case, let's die together and continue to fight on the Huangquan Road!"

"Okay!" Fang Zhuang and the others laughed.

"Sons, kill me! I can't let Yu Linwei underestimate my Weihe Erlang!"

"Our Qushui War Regiment is also a good man with one as ten, so that the hundred clans can see our awesomeness!"

......

The tired soldiers of the four battle groups of Dading and Qushui heard the shouts of several captains, and their bodies seemed to be inexplicably injected with powerful power, and they desperately waved the weapons in their hands, and the meridians that had already dried up were actually squeezed out of some energy by them at this time.

"Kill!"

"Kill!"

......

These men who are already determined to die let out a deafening roar, they are like evil ghosts from the underworld, seducing their lives.

Xianye was a little angry, he looked at the team of the hundred clans that had suffered heavy losses, and his brows furrowed into Sichuan characters. This battle really surprised him, he had already estimated Yu Linwei's combat power at a high level, but now reality told him that his high estimate was still an underestimate. Of the nearly 20,000 tribes that have died in battle, more than half of them have died at the hands of Yu Linwei.

"Why can they maintain such a high-spirited posture?" Xianye seemed to have forgotten the insults given to him by Xianxia and Shenhua, and also forgot about the matter of making a small report, but looked at them with puzzled eyes.

Xianxia and Shenhua did not remain silent this time, and Xianxia's face was full of confusion, "I don't know, this wargroup is completely different from other Terran warbands I have seen, they are flexible in tactics, strong in combat, and not afraid of death. If it weren't for the detailed information to prove it, I really can't believe that this wargroup has just been established for half a year. ”

Shenhua sighed, "If the human race can output such a level of battle group at such a frequency, it is estimated that the wild land will soon have no place for the hundred races. To be honest, I'm as curious as you are, what is the reason why this warband is so brave and strong?"

The soldiers of the right guard of Yulin didn't know that they were being pondered by many human races and hundred tribes, they just wanted to pierce the sword in their hands through the miscellaneous bodies of the hundred tribes, they wanted to avenge the robe, they wanted to play glory for the Yulin guard, and they also had to fight for themselves.

Most of Yu Lin Lang came from civilian or poor families, and before they entered Yu Linwei or Yu Linwei's predecessor, they felt that this life was like that, either they died at the hands of fierce beasts that took food from them, or they were used as cannon fodder to die on the front line of the frontier, and they were better mediocre to death, struggling for life every day.

Later, everything changed, they enjoyed the best treatment, they ate all kinds of pills that the children of the big clans could not hope for, and the Mingguang armor they wore was coveted even by the city lord and several great generals, and the exercises they practiced were some rare books that could not be extravagant in a lifetime. Every time they went out, they could receive a lot of awe-inspiring glances, they raised their heads, and they puffed up their chests, and those relatives and friends who had looked down on them now did not dare to have any contempt.

The remuneration they received in Yulinwei was enough for their whole family to eat, and their entire family, young and old, was arranged into the Building Association and the Luo Zhen Caravan. The Wood Sacrifice Wine treats them like brothers, and their relatives like relatives, so they have long decided to sell their lives to the Wood Sacrifice Wine.

They often shouted that they had been sold to pay off their debts, and they knew that they were in debt in order to make them stronger. They also wanted to help with the wooden sacrificial wine, for example, to lower their own treatment. But he was driven away like a sheep by the wooden sacrificial wine, and was fined hundreds of laps to run with weight.

They still remembered the curse words on the day of the Mu Sacrifice Wine, "A group of little rabbit cubs, don't worry about it! I, Mu Xiaosen, am a person who is short of money? Just kidding, I didn't use the means, if I used the means, if I didn't blow it, even the entire Qingyang City could be bought!"

They didn't know if they bought Qingyang City or not, they only knew that Mu Sen asked Yao Keqing for a large amount of pills on credit that night, and gave them the pills.

When they meet a leader like Mu Sen in this life, they feel that they have nothing to repay, and the only thing worth a little money is their own life. In that case, then give him your life.

The wooden sacrificial wine said that the man does not flick when he has tears, and he must face it with a smile even if he has great suffering.

The wooden sacrificial wine said that men should be heavy, happy to take revenge, and trample all the unfairness and injustice under their feet. I also want to break the shackles on my body, roll the special hundred clans, roll the special crisis, my life is up to me!

So, sacrificial wine, do you see? We're doing what you say.

"Kill!"