Chapter Twenty-Five: Engagement

Gold wears gold armor in a hundred battles, and Loulan vows not to return if it is not broken. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Five hundred paces, the Terran long-range firepower was unleashed, and the wolf trebuchet also began to roar.

The cruelty of war began to appear, and the blood splashed everywhere represented the passage of life.

The power of the human race is huge, and a machine sounds, and there is a string of blood gourds on the opposite side, a giant crossbow one zhang long, which will penetrate five or six wolf warriors before stopping.

The two-foot stone bullet flew out with a roar, and when it hit the ground, it was a string of flesh and blood, and the deep pit was mixed with flesh and mud and blood foam.

Each time the whirlwind cannon threw dozens of stone projectiles the size of baby brains, it instantly made dozens of werewolves ineffective.

Gray Eighteen held a big shield and stood in front of Gray Twenty to prevent his own brother from being smashed into a rotten watermelon by a huge stone projectile like Black Thirteen just now, and finally stepped on into a pulp. On the ever-advancing battlefield, falling is the most terrible thing, especially the heavy infantry and cavalry, which are almost without bones.

"Brother Eighteen, can we survive? Ash Twenty asked with a trembling voice, he was participating in actual combat for the first time, and not long ago he was still showing off that he was selected into the heavy battalion, which is a manifestation of his strength, but now he is a weak chicken, so that he can be divided into the logistics battalion. After all, the wolf clan has not fought for a long time, and only maintains half of the soldiers on weekdays, and only adds veterans to the core battalion when they are mobilized before the war, and the new army is organized into a reserve team to train while fighting. After all, the wolf clan is born to be warriors, and this is their greatest reliance on for tens of thousands of years.

"Don't worry, there is a big shield, it will be fine, you remember to follow me well, not to make meritorious contributions, but to save your life. ”

"Good ......"

However, before Ash Twenty finished speaking, the giant crossbow directly knocked the Gray Eighteen Company with a shield and flew out, followed by a wave of stone rain, and there were still human figures there.

"Brother!"

He rushed over desperately, trying to save the corpse that was like a broken bag, but a stone bullet hit it impartially, and he stepped on the Huangquan Road with the Black Thirteen and the Gray Eighteen.

"Boss, get rid of that swaggering shield. ”

"If you can hold on to our stone rain for so long, you can be regarded as the number one person, if you don't die, you may be able to break your wrist with your grandfather, now you can find the next target." ”

Zhao Wushu was shirtless, and he controlled a giant crossbow that required three people to control on weekdays, after all, he was born in a family and had some cultivation, although his body was not as strong as his subordinates, but he was much more powerful.

A group of ten people, six of whom were wound and three of whom carried arrows, had a rate of fire nearly twice as fast as others.

"Invincible, good, and his grandmother's killing a hard stubble, it's really a face for the commander of the Shenji battalion. ”

He himself could not have imagined that a person who was called a waste in the side branch of the family would achieve a great reputation in the black wind.

The East is not bright and the West is bright, this is the reason.

This scenario is constantly playing out on the battlefield, and at a distance of 200 to 1,000 paces, the Terrans can slaughter any opponent, except for the Dwarves who are now in decline.

Two hundred steps, the crossbow arrows were like flying locusts, so dense that they collided with each other in the air. At this time, the most threatening thing is the werewolf's short spear, and when the rows of short spears are thrown, there are rows of fallen warriors, and the distance is so close that throwing them almost together will bring results.

Black Fifteen threw short spears one after another as if he was dying, at least one fell under the gun at a time, in order to avenge the dead thirteenth brother, he had already entered a state of madness, and more than a dozen arrows were stuck in his body, still tireless.

Throw one again, and he screams "ah".

The crossbow shot directly through the mask and into the eye socket, but fortunately it was the end of the crossbow, and it didn't drill the brain, otherwise it would have died on the spot.

Since he had lost his combat power, he ruthlessly broke the arrow body and quietly moved aside to get out of the way of the main attack. After killing so many opponents, my brother Quanxia should know about it.

The crossbow bolts had only been fired five times, and both sides had already made their final moves.

"Kill!"

An earth-shattering shout is the sound of the exchange of blades.

Rows of swords, with a consistent rhythm, carry the knife, hand up, knife down, step. The cold light was shining, the blood was shining, and the stumps were all over the sky. With such a uniform trumpet, it is almost a huge slaughtering mechanism.

Werewolves are a little worse, most of them fight on their own, winning by brute force. At most, a few people formed a small formation and attacked in unison, but this organization was really weak, and within a few rounds, there were only sporadic standing people left in the first three rows of wolf warriors.

However, the Xuanjia battalion was not comfortable, and half of the front row fell in a pool of blood, and the rest were injured.

However, it couldn't be stopped at this moment, the deputy of the Xuanjia Battalion shouted, and the soldiers in the back rows actually accelerated their charge, running under the armor of their whole bodies, and the physical consumption was huge.

The werewolf thought that the other party was killing himself, but when he looked closely, he found that the soldiers in the back row were taller and more powerful than those in the front row.

"Wang Ba, the cunning Terran, is such a conspiracy, do you dare to fight with Lao Tzu!" The wolf clan heavy battalion is also commanded by the deputy, and the commander is not far from the military division, ready to fight at any time.

"I'm afraid you won't succeed, the master will let you kneel down and call grandpa!"

The two flew out in unison, once again handing over command to the number three.

The first master of the big war is finally about to begin.

Due to the existence of cultivators, the main generals above the school level on both sides generally do not directly participate in the battle, after all, they are highly skilled, and it is very uneconomical to sweep their respective soldiers without paying attention. Later, there was a war convention, and the main generals of the school level had to fly in the air, and as for the generals, they had to fly farther away from the battlefield, and the battle of the knighthood level was ...... Basically, it won't appear, and even if there is, of course, it is necessary to fly farther away, otherwise if you are careless, you will destroy your team, so who will reason with you.

Wang Xuanye had been to Lingyun as a trained soldier, where he showed his talent and broke through the third order in a very short time, but he was concerned about the black wind, so he returned to the Xuanjia Battalion three years later, accumulated merit and advanced, and practiced Lingyun Jue hard Now it is too imaginary, and the combat power of the young general.

Hui Lang is a family of wolf wrestlers, and he is talented as a young man, and he has been in the army for a long time, and he has become the deputy of the heavy battalion in a few years, if he is not young, he is afraid that he is already the commander of the second-line battalion.

What is extremely incommensurate with his appearance is that he has a very delicate mind, otherwise he would not have been promoted so quickly.

It's just that this delicacy is relatively werewolf, compared with Wang Xuanye, perhaps, it is comparable, or it may be half a point worse.

Five thousand paces away from the battlefield, two hundred feet in the air, the two stood condensed. The reason why they didn't go too far was that they had sacrificed their protective shields, and they had higher-level combat power on their sides to ensure that the aftermath would not reach the battlefield not far away.

"Look at the move!" Wang Xuanye's shot turned out to be out of the flames! As an outer disciple, he actually learned the tricks of the inner door!