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1836. Chapter 1836 A thousand wastes await 1

About half an hour passed.

Nearly 70,000 soldiers armed to the teeth, assembled with high morale.

"Let's go."

Mu Bai said lightly to Liu Shisan and others, then turned and left the camp.



On the battlefield, the charging heavy cavalry, with their iron hoofs clanking, were brave and fearless, and their spears swept in all directions. They charged back and forth across the entire battlefield for countless rounds.

Each round of charge can kill at least nearly a thousand monsters, but the loss of heavy cavalry is also extremely shocking.

"Line up!"

Omer's sonorous and powerful order spread throughout the country.

Behind them, the scattered team reacted like a machine, quickly gathered together, and began to reorganize the team, get into formation, and prepare to continue the charge.

The original 10,000 heavy cavalry were able to support them until now, but now there are only less than 5,000 left, and more than half of them have been injured or killed.

Take a look at the entire battlefield.

The giant dragon is circling and flying, breathing out the dragon's breath, and attacking with various spells. It is still launching a sweeping bombardment on the beasts on the ground. In this chaotic battlefield, it is inevitable that some of our own people will be affected.

This scene was like hell, with all kinds of corpses piled up in a chaotic manner, and blood flowing like rivers, which looked extremely sad.

About half of the 50,000 monsters were lost, but the monsters that survived were all of very high levels and had very strong combat capabilities.

A middle-aged division commander covered in blood, riding on the back of a five-meter-high six-level sub-dragon, walked up to Omer with a spear and asked in a gasping voice: "Sir, do we need to call in reinforcements from the camp?

Come here? Our troops have suffered too many casualties. We have fought bloody battles for so long, and our soldiers are very tired."

The bloody battle had lasted for more than three hours. All the soldiers were fighting like crazy. Their physical strength was about to reach its limit, and there was no chance to breathe.

Omer said solemnly: "How long has it been? In less than eight hours, whoever dares to retreat a step will be killed without mercy! The imperial city is right in front of you. Soldiers, show your fighting spirit. We will fight to the end.

Kill until a drop of blood dries up!"

"kill!"

The heavy cavalry at the rear roared in unison, like fierce cheetahs, following Omer's dragon, pointing their spears slantingly toward the sky, and launched a new charge.


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