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Fu Master Liu Xuanyi took off his robe, took off the triple crown, put on the armor of the Yellow Fu Army, and stood with ordinary soldiers, but what he held in his hand was not a sword and gun, but a bronze talisman in his left hand and a stack of paper talismans in his right hand.

More than 30,000 low-level rune masters have been assigned to various squads, and their duty is to provide the last line of spell protection for ordinary soldiers, which is an absolutely unconventional tactic, and the rune master's self-protection ability in close combat is very poor, and after sacrificing the talisman, he is almost a lamb to the slaughter.

But they still obeyed the order to put on unfamiliar armor, and all the young and middle-aged men in Fuhai City took up arms, and some of them were even refugees who had arrived only last night, and they had to say goodbye to their relatives before they had a hot meal or a good night's sleep, and the Fu Gang masters could not find a reason to hide in the city and wait for the outcome of the war.

Liu Xuanyi volunteered to participate in the war, he didn't feel any injustice at all, he was a little nervous, that was because the first time he came into contact with the precious bronze talisman, he could feel something jumping inside, just like a person who was used to riding an inferior horse, suddenly sitting on the back of a thousand miles of horses, his arms were stiff, and he was afraid that with a little force, the horse would rush out.

Shen Xiuming, the chief of the Shi Dynasty, sensed the feelings of Master Fu and nodded at him, his heavy helmet covering his face, and the two could only make eye contact, they were about to fight side by side, but they didn't ask each other's names, because after the war, it might not make any sense.

Liu Xuanyi also nodded, he wanted to protect the ten soldiers around him, and also handed over his life to them, this is a wonderful comrade-in-arms relationship, and the usual friendship, friendship is not the same thing at all, calm and flustered, brave and cowardly in everyone, the best friend in peacetime may not be the most trustworthy comrade on the battlefield, a stranger's look, a casual move can let the veteran entrust his life.

Shi Chang and Fu Gong made a "contract" on the battlefield.

When the bust of the Sacrifice King appeared in the distance. Panic and cowardice prevailed, the light of the idol on his chest defeated them, and composure and bravery returned.

The first group of 50,000 infantry marched into the battlefield and faced the enemy opposite, among whom Shen Xiuming and Liu Xuanyi were.

Due to the relatively large number of recruits, in order to prevent the formation from dispersing prematurely, these 50,000 people only advanced at a normal walking speed, did not run, and did not even raise their weapons. The enemy on the opposite side looked so far away that it seemed like it wouldn't be encountered in a day's walk. But the soldiers had been informed in advance that at a certain moment and place, they would be suddenly teleported to the enemy and engage directly with death.

The spells overhead flew faster, round after round, if it were not for the life and death crisis, such a scene was very eye-catching, light, smoke, fog, and air mixed with metal, wood, water, fire, and earth, but in an orderly manner. Many spells are as brilliant as fireworks, and even make people wonder if they are lethal or not.

When the talisman spell meets a large number of demon spells more than ten miles away, no one will have any doubts.

The soldiers tried not to look up, but the distant scene naturally came into view. Explosions, sparks, tremors, collapses, earth cracks...... All kinds of ruined scenes came one after another, and the talisman masters who accompanied the army began to sacrifice talismans from this time to protect the ears and eyes of the soldiers.

As for the heart of the soldier, it was given to the idol. Their light was gradually fading, but everyone did not particularly care, and they strictly followed the warnings they had received before the battle. His eyes are only fixed on the front, and he does not look up or around.

The smoke from the battle of spells and sorcery obscured the middle of the battlefield, blocking the demon soldiers rushing from the opposite side, and the human soldiers advancing on foot had the illusion that they were not walking towards the living demon clan, but into a river formed purely by light and sound, and that it was not water that flowed, only death itself.

The earth was shaking, it was monks and sorcerers fighting underground, and a few dozen paces ahead suddenly appeared in patches of sharp stalagmites, followed by a hot wind that seemed to carry fire...... Every step of the way was extremely difficult, and they knew that they had to move forward, but it was difficult to maintain their fighting spirit when there was no way forward.

The eagle eye flying talisman and herald flying talisman in the air floated around like snowflakes, and hundreds of accompanying talisman masters, including Liu Xuanyi, received an order to sacrifice the bronze talisman.

The bronze talisman turned into a tiger shape and jumped out of his hand, Liu Xuanyi was hit by the force of recoil, leaned back, almost fell, and was pushed back by the soldiers in the back row, he blushed a little, and the next few steps were relatively large.

Dozens of tigers landed and turned into a fierce wind blowing across the battlefield, blowing out the fire and breaking the stalagmites, opening the way for the soldiers to move on.

Liu Xuanyi breathed a sigh of relief, his biggest fear was that he would die as soon as he entered the battlefield, and he wouldn't even have a chance to sacrifice the bronze talisman, which was a talisman that many talisman masters might not touch in their lifetime. In his free left hand, he took out seven pieces of paper and clamped them between his fingers, which required a little skill, which he had practiced for a long time.

Shen Xiuming's footsteps became heavier and heavier, he knew very well that this was only the beginning of the battle, and the most important duty of the first group of 50,000 soldiers was to try, and it was likely that there was a temptation to go and no return.

"Let me see the demon soldiers......" Shen Xiuming muttered to himself, scanning both sides with his peripheral vision, trying to keep himself neat with everyone, he could feel that the already unhappy marching speed was slowing down, it was not anyone's idea or whose fault, but a choice that was invariably the same, as if he could enter death a little later.

The fighting method in the middle of the battlefield continued, becoming more and more intense, and the dust raised by the explosion was hundreds of feet, but not many people paid attention to this scene, hundreds of small hills of cobblestones were rolling towards the soldiers, and the monks in the bunkers in the rear tried their best to defuse the attack, so that a burst of flames or a column of water suddenly erupted from the ground, smashing the cobblestones to pieces.

There were fewer and fewer cobblestones, but they were not completely destroyed, and there were still a dozen of them rolling in front of the military formation.

There is no need to wait for the rear to give orders, especially those who bear the brunt of the talisman masters, throwing their hands together and constantly offering talismans.

The last dozen or so cobblestones were also destroyed, and at this time the value of experience and carefulness was reflected, and the cautious talisman masters did not stop the talismans and continued to cast spells to protect themselves, and the soldiers also raised their shields, but the careless thought that the danger had passed, and was about to breathe a sigh of relief, when they were hit by a small stone that splashed over.

Each stone is a piece of red-hot coal, which can penetrate the armor of the talisman in an instant, and the people inside are wailing and screaming, but it is to no avail.

Strangely, when death did strike, the speed of the whole team involuntarily accelerated, and everyone was eager to escape from this area of magical domination, eager to fight the real flesh and blood.

The air is safe for the time being, spells and sorcery are in the middle of the battlefield, no one can cross the line, but the threat from the underground is getting bigger and bigger, with flames erupting, stones crushing, and winds sweeping...... The bunker monks and the accompanying talisman masters stopped most of the attacks, but there were still some witchcraft that slipped through the net and fell on the soldiers, killing more than a hundred people each time.

Liu Xuanyi felt that his legs were heavy, his hands were shaking, and his talisman was used up. He carried more than a hundred talismans with him, and before he saw the demon soldiers, he had already sacrificed them all, and there was not a single one left, which felt like his hands were tied and he walked into the tiger's den.

"Draw your sword!" Shen Xiuming shouted loudly, "Draw your sword!"

Liu Xuanyi hurriedly pulled out his long sword, felt a little more steady, and nodded gratefully to Shi Chang.

Some people couldn't bear it anymore and collapsed on the battlefield, the veterans in the last row kicked and kicked some people and forced some to return to the ranks, and some refused to move and were left where they were, and before long, the magic poured out of the ground, and no one stopped them anymore.

This journey was so long, Shen Xiuming began to suspect that he would never reach the end, and the entire team would be swallowed by the demon magic in one bite, and in the end there would be nothing left.

In the battlefield of spells and witchcraft, what is the point of being a small ordinary human?

This thought flashed through him, and Shen Xiuming was quickly relieved, he still remembered that when he was in Broken Flow City, the spell protection on the human side was much weaker than now, and many soldiers died inexplicably from witchcraft, but the living still had to move on, because witchcraft and spells can only kill, but not occupy, if you want to win a war, you must occupy the opponent's position.

"Stop!" shouted a human voice from a flying paper note.

The soldier understood what this meant, and immediately stopped, raised his sword, and made an offensive gesture, and at this time there were no other enemies in front of them except for the endless hex.

In mid-air, three thousand paper talismans burned at the same time, and on the ground, tens of thousands of soldiers disappeared.

This was a total teleportation, allowing the soldiers to cross the most dangerous areas, not only consuming a large number of talismans, but also burying many valuable magic weapons in advance underground.

Shen Xiuming's eyes were dark, and then he felt a burst of suffocation, it was very short, but he was quite uncomfortable, when the darkness disappeared, he immediately took a deep breath, and then saw a large number of demon soldiers a hundred steps away.

They were regular demon soldiers who sacrificed their lives, all of them were half-demons who were about the same as humans, wearing iron armor, and the weapons in their hands were also swords and guns.

Both sides were stunned for a moment, quickly judging the shape in front of them, and Huang Fujun found that they had crossed the middle fighting area, which meant that the human side had a slight upper hand.

The soldier should not look back, but Fu Master Liu Xuanyi couldn't control the curiosity in his heart, turned around and looked, the fighting methods in the air and underground were all over, the smoke had not dissipated, but the light was no longer flickering, only the flames were still burning...... He could no longer see the camp of the human race.

The battle is so simple, and death is so direct, Liu Xuanyi turned around, raised the long sword in his hand, and no longer thought that he was a talisman master.

He, like all soldiers, is a survivor facing death.

Humans and half-demons simultaneously let out a cry full of vitality and charged forward.

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