Don't care how the king of Bage jumps like thunder, now it is also a victory for each side, and next, the king will be king to king, and the two kings will each lead a hundred of their subordinates, and they will fight in a battle formation to fight and decide whether they will die or die!

For the monks, this is very boring, very brain-dead, and the monks do not understand the persistence and glory of the natives, and in the same way, the natives do not understand the laziness and casualness of the monks;

Although the monk made King Bage feel very dissatisfied in the heads-up, he still organized the nine monks in his own team, and he was a king, and from the palace legends of all dynasties, he still knew some secrets that the monks could not pass on.

In view of the fact that the monks did not understand the cooperation of the battle formation, they were in fact arranged to be the last guards by the side of the King of Ange, and the ninety elite soldiers were in front, they had a left shield and a right hammer, heavy iron armor, excellent weapons, everyone showed a strong and bloodthirsty aura, all of them were veterans of a hundred battles, they were thousands of selected sharp soldiers, dead soldiers, and before they charged, a monstrous killing intent had already spread in the square.

The warriors of the Flame King do not lose to them, the left shield and the right axe, they are also iron-blooded pawns from the Far Fortress, and the battle between the two sides is about to break out!

The warriors are all on foot, and only the King of Bage and the King of Flames each ride a four-camel chariot in the field, which is majestic, which is also a true portrayal of the war between mortals on Taobao Star.

Before the battle, there was a war of words between the two sides, to the effect that my blood was pure, how noble my character was, how commendable my courage was, how outstanding my ability was, etc., and each king would ask his subordinates to lay down their arms and submit to orthodoxy according to the usual practice, so that they could spare their lives and enjoy wealth.

This is all a scene, and everyone present understands in their hearts that how can a warrior who has been chosen by thousands of people listen to a few words of nonsense and surrender to the past? Therefore, after King Ba Ge, who spoke first, roared, the opposing camp did not react, which was expected, and no one took it to heart.

But the change happened after the Flame King's mouth cannon, and everyone thought that it would be the beginning of the battle soon, but they didn't expect that there were really seven people on the side of the King of Bage who threw themselves into the opposing camp.

They're all monks!

The Fa Xiu led by him did not blush, "Good birds choose trees to perch, virtuous ministers choose the master to do things, I have heard for a long time that the flame king is virtuous and generous, not a dragon who has lived under the people for a long time, so I am willing to break branches to vote!"

There was a loud boo at the scene, all from the indigenous royal nobles, and the one they looked down on the most was such a villain who betrayed the master! Of course, this also caused doubts about the ability of King Bage!

There were only two monks left, Li Ji and the sword cultivator who claimed to have moles, the two looked at each other, they couldn't imagine that the monks on their side were so shameless, it doesn't matter if you surrender, shouting everyone together!

Li Ji is better, he already knew that these seven people were a nest of snakes and scorpions through his body sense while waiting, so he was a little surprised that they surrendered, but it was not strange;

Before entering the palace, he had already rejected the pull of others once, which can be regarded as the backbone of some sword cultivation, but this time it is different, two against sixteen, one wrong choice, maybe today is the end of his path!

After thinking about it, he finally made a decision, smiled apologetically at Li Ji on the side, and also stepped out of the battle and threw himself into the other camp, the helplessness of the monks of the small sect was unable to resist!

Ba Ge's eyes were red, and his hands were trembling slightly, he never thought that the betrayal would come from the monks, from these outsiders who were personally powerful, who had always kept their promises, and never easily participated in the internal affairs of the natives, he swore in his heart that if he could survive this hurdle today, he would send a large army and level the ghost market that had existed in Liangbei City for tens of thousands of years!

I no longer want to pay attention to the warnings of my ancestors, and I am not willing to take into account the danger of a big war with the monks!

After all, he is the king who has been the king for several years, and he knows that if he drags it out, it will only affect his military morale, and at this time, verbal scolding is useless, and he can only wash away the shame with blood!

The drums sounded, and the ninety hammer-wielding warriors stepped forward resolutely, the betrayal of the monks had no effect on them, loyalty was their pride, something that outsiders would never have, and royal power could only be seized by the hammers in their hands, not by those flashy swords!

It is the army that writes history, and this will never change!

The armies of the two sides collided with each other in the fierce drumbeat, with broken bones and stumps, and flesh and blood flying everywhere! These were two silent armies, and there were no futile shouts and curses, nor boring roars, but this silent power seemed to have a magical force, deeply tearing the hearts of everyone present.

The magnates closed their eyes in distress: these are the most elite and loyal warriors of the natives, but they have to be internally strife here, and after the First World War, how many are still alive?

The monks were equally shocked, and they were surprised that they had to quietly lower the number of native warriors they could face, as far as they were concerned, one person against a hundred, they couldn't do it!

Even if the army was less than a hundred people, the natives showed extremely high combat skills in the battle, dividing, interspersing, encircling, counter-encircling, with silent death matching, the battlefield became a slaughterhouse from the beginning, the red blood stained the bluestone of the square, almost one for another, and the number of soldiers was shrinking dramatically!

The process of such a retreating battle was extremely fast, and after a moment, there were only three hammer-wielding warriors left in the bloody slaughterhouse, who had been completely stimulated by the blood, and the victory made them feel that they were omnipotent, so the three of them rushed towards the chariot of the Flame King!

However, to kill the Flame King, they must pass through the thin defenses of sixteen monks!

Is it possible? The answer was soon revealed, and the monks didn't even have a second person to help, only one of them, the physique cultivator facing the front, pulled out a huge chopping knife from the ring, and easily swung it three times, and six corpses were prostrate in a pool of blood!

The situation is already clear!

King Bage stared straight at those monks, undisguised the hostility in his heart that hated to the marrow, and suddenly turned his head to look at the last monk beside him,

"Why didn't you go over? Is it because of loyalty? Or are you stupid with diarrhea?"

Li Ji shrugged his shoulders and replied truthfully, "I'm sorry, Your Majesty, I have no loyalty to you at all!" The reason why I stayed here was just that I had some doubts in my heart, and I couldn't ask the Flame King, only if I asked a monarch like you who inherited the throne normally......"

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