Ling Xiao looked at the expressions on these people's faces, and some hesitation flashed through his heart. Everything must have its corresponding cause. The expressions on these people's faces must have corresponding things to compare.
Such.
If Ling Xiao felt sad because his comrades might not come back after he went to the battlefield, he would not believe this expression. These red-clothed imperial guards were well-trained and could see that they were coming out of the sword and fire.
A hero will not feel sad for such reasons.
Moreover, in the current battle, these red-clothed guards are at the upper hand, so what's there to cry for?
Thinking of this, Ling Xiao suddenly understood something in his heart. He removed the possible words in his previous thoughts, and some things became clearer.
They are not mourning that these people may not be able to return, but that these people cannot come back.
Ling Xiao breathed a sigh of relief and felt terrified by the thought in his heart. The number of imperial guards outside the city was 1,000, almost the number of imperial guards in a Dao City could be equipped with.
The limit is that during the Battle of Shanyang City that day, the number of red-clothed imperial guards was only a mere three or four hundred people.
If none of these thousand people can come back, how can we hold on to the next battle? This is the last backing of a city.
He knew the importance of the defenders to a city. If the city had no defenders, its strength would be greatly reduced, let alone a big city like Red Rock City.
Even if you want to pull these ferocious beasts to hell, there is no need to let these defenders die together. There are many tactics that can be used.
Ling Xiao quickly curbed his thoughts. This idea was really hard to accept. The matter is not over yet, so let’s see what will happen next.
Ling Xiao calmed down and continued to look at the battlefield.
In the distance of the battlefield, on a cliff, Fang Hua stood on the cliff, with his hands behind his back, watching the battle below, red, gray, dark yellow, and various colors were intertwined in one piece, with various colors on the ground
The blood was spilling open, the blood flowing from the red-crown snake was green, the blood of the extreme north white bear was blue, and the blood of the fire salamander was ink black, and the various bloods intertwined with each other
Together, it mixed on the ground into a color that made people feel chilled when they see it.
Standing on the cliff, these colors of various colors intertwined with each other, like a Shura painting. Fang Hua chuckled and said, "These guys in red clothes are hard to beat,
When there is no protective cover, it is really an admirable opponent to be able to keep these ferocious beasts firmly outside the third layer of protective cover."
Zhao He crossed his hands and placed them in his cuffs. He had already put on a long ink-green gown, his long hair was tied with a tie and spread it behind his head, and his face was also full of praise and disgrace.
expression.
It is a kind of elegant style.
Zhao He said, "The Red Army is already all their troops, and the war drum beats are death orders. After the drum sounds, unless the sound of retreat sounds, these red guards will not
Those who retreat will not do this even if they turn around and even at the gate of the city.”
Fang Hua chuckled and said, "Ha, so here, these gangs are considered respectable opponents, a thousand imperial guards, hum!" Fang Hua looked at the bottom with disdain, cold
He said, "I want to see when these guys can last."
A smile appeared on the corner of Zhao He's mouth and he said, "If you have a mistake, it should be dawn."
Most of the night has passed. Ling Xiao was in the city gate. He could not only hear the sound of the city counters knocking, but also hear the sound of future fighting on the battlefield. These two sounds were intertwined, reminding him on the one hand
When is the moment now? On the other hand, Ling Xiao heard the sound of blood and fire coming from the Shura Field.
Ling Xiao breathed a sigh of relief, and the feeling in his heart became more and more real.
The war was already late at night, and the Red-clothed Imperial Guards had transformed from the initial situation of killing all sides to a somewhat suppressed and anxious scene.
One-fifth of the Red-clothed Imperial Guards died in battle. The ways of death of these Red-clothed Imperial Guards were very different. During the battle, they found a gap by the ferocious beasts because of a little exhaustion and then suffered
When he arrived at the attack, he died on the spot.
No reason, no matter how powerful the Red Guard is, he is still a human being. After fighting for the middle of the night, the hands holding the gun will tremble, and the fists you swung out will be numb and slashed out.
The blade will always be dull.
And those ferocious beasts, tens of thousands, will soon be more physically energetic, with the same grade or even stronger ferocious beasts, and will continue to do so. The war has changed from the beginning of the killing of the red-clothed guards.
It became a situation where the red-clothed guards were eaten up at a relatively slow speed.
Fang Tianhe pulled the meteor hammer in his hand out from the head of a fire wolf in front of him, and subconsciously turned sideways, avoiding the long claws of a ghost-armed ape behind him.
Then he threw his meteor hammer out by himself. The chain was filled with his spiritual power. Following the inertial movement, he wrapped around the ghost ape's neck and kicked it out with one leg.
The ghost-armed ape's spine was directly pulled into a misalignment with a clumsy sound.
With another hammer, I sent the beast to the West.
The most important thing to fight these beasts is to use skillfulness and skillful body skills to fight them. What makes these ferocious beasts stronger than humans lies in their wild and arrogant power, and whether they spit water or spitting out.
With the strong fire ability, you will definitely suffer a loss by simply resisting it. You can use up your physical strength in just two or three heads.
Therefore, people like him who have been fighting with ferocious beasts all year round have become the most important thing to practice this skill. Fang Tianhe has always been quite confident in his skill. His skills in using this aspect have always been
He is much stronger than others. In the battle, he can defeat the attacking beasts with the least strength.
But even so, he felt a little exhausted. He fought for half a night. His meteor hammer had been soaked in blood, turning into a discomfort color.
More than once, the miserable shouts of their companions before their death came from beside them. They are tough guys and are not afraid of death. However, at the moment of death, few people can maintain their calmness.
"When will this war be fought? Why hasn't the sound of evacuation fighting sounded yet? Is it because my own killing for too long and my ears are rusted?" Fang Tianhe thought of this and dodged in front of him with conditioned reflex.
A wind blade sent the meteor hammer in his hand into the belly of the ferocious beast in front of him.
Above the city gate, the tears in the bearded man's eyes were almost overflowing. While the fighting sounded, the shouts of his companions before they died also penetrated into his ears. He saw one with his own eyes.
The soldier with his thighs cut off was lying on the ground and howled, but there were ferocious beasts around him, and no one could rescue him. Everyone was fighting. If he was distracted, he would give his own life.
The soldier with broken legs was eaten alive by three extreme north snow wolfs after a few minutes.
Lu Ming knew about this soldier. He had drunk wine with him. He had not married yet. He once secretly told his boss that he had a crush on the city lord's only daughter after drinking.
For a moment, Lu Ming hoped that he would fight on the battlefield too, until the last drop of blood was flowing, but he didn't. He just stood on the wall and watched his soldiers look inside one by one.
Just fill in your own life.
An imperial guard on the side also had the same face. He glanced at Lu Ming and said softly: "Deputy General, let's go into the inner city, this time...we..."
Lu Ming knew that he had lost his attitude, so he reached out to wipe his eyes, calmed down, and said coldly: "When my warriors die, watching is their best funeral, I want to kill them.
The graphic is engraved in my eyes, and in the future, this is the anger that gives me strength when I take revenge like those bastards from Kun's power!"
Ling Xiao heard this conversation in detail. It seemed that he had really guessed that there was no mistake. The soldiers were going to be all here, and there was no possibility of them coming back.
Ling Xiao turned his head and looked back at the conversation of the bearded man. On the battlefield, thirteen red-clothed imperial guards had already died. The original number of 1,000 is now only left.
More than 600 people were dropped, and they were reduced at an increasing speed.
These are a total of a thousand red-clothed guards. Is this city lord crazy? These elite soldiers died in battle. How to deal with the subsequent war?
He couldn't figure out the reason for this incident, so he could only turn around and look at the battlefield where he was still fighting.
An hour passed.
Fang Tianhe had already felt that his right arm was almost no longer painful. He was hit hard by a wild grizzly bear, almost breaking his bones. He put the one on the other.
While killing the grizzly bear, it also found that his right arm had no pain and could only maintain his original strength to wave the meteor hammer in his hand.
His strength and physical strength have been reduced to a certain low point. This is a wheel battle, and it is a wheel battle with no end. The tide of ferocious beasts in front of him seems to be surging endlessly. He can only kill him with one move.
One or two moves can only kill two, but tens of thousands of such ferocious beasts swept over him.
But no imperial guard retreated. They were elite soldiers. They were General Fang Tianheliang brought out veterans who had been experienced in many battles. Before the order to retreat sounded, even if they died in battle, they could not retreat halfway.
The soldiers' backs were not scars left by the shame of escape. Fang Tianhe did not want such things to be on his body. When he brags to his son in the future, he would say that your father was on the battlefield and never before.
Take a step back and protect the lives of Hongyan City.
That little guy should be lying on the bed now. His copybook is a bit bad today. He slapped his butt a few times. His son was sleeping in tears. He was angry when he went out to fight and didn't come out to send it. Go back
I must apologize.
A sharp pain came from his chest, pulling Fang Hua out of his memory. He subconsciously took a step back. A sharp-clawed wolf in front of him was wearing some blood on his hand, which was produced from his chest.
.
It was so dangerous that if he was one o'clock in the evening, he would have his chest opened alive.
Fang Tianhe subconsciously glanced at the sky, and the bright moon hung high.