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Three hundred and ninetieth chapters red legs hair brother

Chapter 391: Red Legs Hairy Brother
(It's indeed a hurdle! ~)
"What the hell is it! Why did the reinforcements come before the front are fighting?" Zhang Mu couldn't help but complain loudly.
Zhang Mu was not the only one who had troops to reinforce. The leader of the defeated army, Chaye, saw that the situation was not good on the field, jumped and transformed into a 4,000-unit bloodsucking Count with his physical body.
There were 100 teams of vampires, this scene was a bit scary. The rear was almost full of these medieval "gentlemen", and it was even more terrifying to move. The little bats were flying all over the sky.
"It's really deadly!" Zhang Mu didn't care about so much now. The vampire army in front of him had not yet been settled.
It is true that the Royal Honor Knight has amazing destructive power, but the only drawback is that this special land warrior must be able to give the enemy the highest damage when running. The further distance between the two sides, the higher the damage.
But when I looked in front of me, the dense vampires had already blocked the road surface tightly.
"I seem to have seen the dawn of victory..." Zhang Mu murmured in a low voice when he touched his chin.
Vampires are indeed very strong, but no matter how strong they are, they cannot break the defense of the 9th level knights. This will lead to the number of resurrections being maximized. After two rounds, 7 to 8 teams of vampires were stabbed to ashes.
When the two armies fought, the vampires were completely disadvantageous. The strength of the 9th-level cavalry was far beyond everyone's imagination. They swept through thousands of troops and no one could match them!
After about 4 rounds, the Royal Honor Knights destroyed more than 30 teams of vampires on the front line and collided with the Black and White Death Gods.
The Black Death God held the sickle in both hands and waved it wildly. The vampire corpse that turned into white ash nearby was blown away by the gust of wind - "The God of Death God of Death Dancing Slash!"
Several teams of cavalry were covered with sword lights, and with a "chakra" sound, four teams of cavalry were attacked at the same time.
Starting from level 8, most of the troops will trigger the "group" attack skills during combat. "Death Scythe Dance Slash" and "Sweep Thousand Armys" happen to be the largest coverage area among them.
The strength of the 500-unit Black and White Death God of Death in 10 teams should not be underestimated!
How could the cavalry, who had been beaten to the incomplete system by vampires, resist the attacks of these gods of death? Several teams were killed on the spot.
Zhang Mu had to watch the battle blankly. Players of this level had no room for intervention. His hundreds of units of 8th-level soldiers rushed forward and were only able to be destroyed.
"The vampire army... is coming..." Wei Yang pondered, and the small bats in the sky flapped their wings under the twilight.
Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!
Four loud noises! The "Summoning Array" standing in the east, south, west and north respectively collapsed and split into pieces. At this time, the last reinforcements also appeared - 20 teams of 300 units of seraphim!
The holy light dispels the evil in the world. The white wings, which are as silk as silk, stretch out in all directions. The seraphic angels holding the "Flame Judgment Cross Sword" in their hands finally came to the world!
"Brother Legmao, I miss you so much. Come on, add a stone skin first..." Zhang Mu was so moved that he almost burst into tears. As a fanatic fan of the Holy Temple clan, commanding the angels to fight was his lifelong wish.
"What a handsome angel! Hey, why do you call them 'Legged Brother'?" Deng Jie, like everyone else, was not very interested in the victory or defeat of this battle. It is the king to take a few more glances at high-level troops.
After blessing the Seraphites with various buff magic, Zhang Mu explained with a smile: "This is a joke call to 'angel' by players, or a love name. In the stand-alone version of the Invincible 3 generations of Heroes, this is the image of the archangel, such as shorts and tights. If you look closely, you can still see those dark leg hairs... Haha, however, after the improvement of the works of later generations, the image of the angel has been completely improved, but the nickname of 'leg hair' has been left."
"So that's the case, ah, by the way, the angels will be resurrected! - Resurrect the troops!" Deng Jie suddenly shouted, and the vampire army behind him was getting closer and closer to Zhang Mu.
Zhang Mu shook his head: "No, Seraph is a combat angel, full-time to kill enemies, and does not have the resurrection characteristics. The one with the resurrection troops is the "Angel". Didn't I tell you before that each military service has several forms... The current "Red Leg Hair Brother" is a combat form."
(Serraine: Legs…Fur?)
The seraphs flew up one after another, raised the burning flame Judgment Cross Sword in their hands, and the seemingly ordinary sword technique easily reaped the lives of the gods of death.
The god of death turned into ashes, but the sickle remained on the ground.
Seraph, Royal Honor Knights vs. 400,000 Vampire Army!
"The number of Brother Lehighs is a little smaller. If it is 500 units per team, maybe it can still win..." Wei Yang was a little worried.
Zhang Mu shook his head and said, "It's up to you to kill as much as you can... This kind of perverted mission is really fatal!"
Before the vampire flew over, the angel and the knights met first, swept across thousands of troops and the Holy Tribunal Cross, and these group attack skills were smashed one after another. How could the fragile vampire resist such a fierce attack? More than 20 teams of vampires were wiped out in just one encounter.
But what should we do next? The vampire began to fight back!
As the saying goes, a good tiger cannot hold up a group of wolves.
4,000 vampires can kill 100 units of seraphimosis in one encounter! This is not a difficult task. The two sides have a lot of different levels, but the number of vampires is the upper hand. If there are too many ants, they will even bite to death.
Seeing the midfielder and the Cavaliers fell one after another, Zhang Mu pressed his temples tightly. Is this task really impossible?
No, absolutely impossible! The system will not set up unsolved puzzles!
Zhang Mu fell into deep thought, his magic was exhausted, his armored spirit crossbow was damaged by limited damage, and his troops were seriously insufficient...
Midfielder, Angel, and Knight are still fighting hard, and Angel's death speed is faster than the Knight!
There is no way, the number is too small!
Suddenly, Zhang Mu's eyes lit up and he laughed wildly: "I understand! I know how to deal with these vampires! Haha! So that's how it is... The key to opening the door of victory, but it's always in my hands!"
"What?" Everyone leaned over.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
With a light pat on the mouse, Binghuan girl suddenly raised the "fake black magic sword" in her hand! The reward for level A difficulty of the 2nd Ring!
"So that's it... This is a continuous mission! The main purpose of the fake Black Demon Sword is to deal with these vampires!" Wei Yang clapped his hands and said happily.
"But, the fake Black Demon Sword summoned only the 1st-level skeleton warrior..."
Chapter completed!
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