A real battle of life and death on the battlefield will never wait until the two sides are equal in strength. After all, this is not a duel between gentlemen.
No matter strong or weak, as long as there is a duel on the battlefield, you must use all your strength to defeat the enemy. In order to obtain the final victory, you may even do whatever it takes when necessary!
History is always written by the winners, and the fate of the losers goes without saying.
This situation is especially obvious in the world of building cities. Over the course of countless years, one building after another has been lost in the dust of history. Who can remember them after thousands of years?
Another example is the war happening in front of us. To put it bluntly, it is actually the ultimate showdown between two tower cities. Shenglong City belongs to the invader, and Lingyan City is not necessarily a weakling who needs sympathy. Once the two sides start a war, they will inevitably have a winner.
Just be negative!
There will always be a building that fails and becomes a stepping stone for the successful.
Holy Dragon City was confident of victory and initiated the war, but the monks in Lingyan City couldn't help it because they were already controlled by the Zerg!
Neither side had any scruples, so they immediately killed each other until rivers of blood flowed!
Qianlong held a high-level magic weapon war bow in his hand and kept shuttling through the enemy's camp. A cruel smile appeared on his face. Every time he swung the war bow, he would bring up a splash of blood!
The sharp spikes at both ends of the war bow cut iron like mud. When the Lingyan City monks' battle armor was brushed by it, it was cut open like paper, and the body protected by the battle armor was also directly divided into two!
In just a short period of time, more than a hundred monks from Lingyan City died under his hands, including many new insectoids who tried to sneak attack.
When the battle was at its peak, Qianlong, who had not personally participated in the battle for a long time, looked up to the sky and smiled, as if he had rediscovered the passionate days when the Holy Dragon City was first built and they had to fight to the death in every battle.
The past days are still vivid in my mind, and it turns out that I still like the feeling of fighting on the battlefield the best!
Glancing at the team of monks who were protecting him, Qianlong smiled helplessly, and no longer went deeper into the enemy's formation. Instead, he raised his magic bow and shot out life-threatening arrows one after another, killing the giant insects that were rampaging on the battlefield.
Penetrating to the vital point!
After seeing this scene, the monk from Holy Dragon City who was responsible for protecting Qianlong finally breathed a sigh of relief and covered him and retreated to a safe position.
Today's Qianlong is one of the few powerful people in the Holy Dragon City, commanding hundreds of thousands of monks at every turn. Together with Tyson, he is the right-hand man of the city lord.
Ordinarily, when such a battle occurs, it will never be his turn as the commander, but perhaps he is suppressing deep anger in his heart and needs to use this battle to vent, so Qianlong will choose to kill the enemy!
Fortunately, he also knows how to measure things, especially after Tyson and Holy Dragon City were sealed together, he has a heavier responsibility, and he must not ignore the overall situation just because of a whim.
Qianlong reluctantly retreated from the battlefield, but the other monks of Holy Dragon City had no such scruples. They were now smiling ferociously, killing the enemies in large numbers.
In a corner of the battlefield, dozens of giant worms were surrounded, waving their swords and legs, trying to drive away the hundreds of ogres that were surrounding them, but maces and chain hammers came at them from time to time.
, but they can only shrink back after being in pain.
I don’t know why, but these giant insects that devour almost everything have a natural fear of ogres, and they shrink back when fighting.
"Kill them and make them your food!"
The big bear in heavy black armor touched his bald head and gave orders to the group of drooling ogres, with a trademark silly smile on his face.
Because of the rich food and special training, two of the ogres controlled by the big bear have reached the lord level, which is extremely rare among the ogre tribe.
As for the other ogres, they are stuck at the threshold of level five, but there are no signs of advancement. I don’t know why?
Ogres who advance to the lord level become stronger and smarter, and can more perfectly execute the orders issued by Big Bear!
Although as the Holy Dragon City continues to grow, the combat power of the Ogre Legion has fallen slightly behind, but its special physique is still worthy of the title of meat grinder on the battlefield, at least for a long time in the future.
Eliminated!
Following the big bear's order, the two leading lord-level ogres let out a roar and rushed towards the panicked giant insect first. When the other ogres saw this, they also moved their bodies like hills.
, rushed into the swarm of giant insects that kept moaning.
In the excited roar of the ogre, the body of the giant insect was torn to pieces by brute force, and the wounds of the ogre that was attacked would heal quickly in a very short period of time.
After devouring pieces of insect flesh, under the command of the big bear, this group of ogres who were not afraid of pain began to wave huge weapons and continued to fight with the giant insects. The excited cries of the ogres continued to be heard on the battlefield.
Roar!
In another area of the battlefield, there were many young monks wearing black armor, forming a team of monks, fighting with the enemy inextricably.
Although their cultivation levels are basically below the lord level, they are very organized in battle, cooperate tacitly, and have well-founded advance and retreat. Although they are not as violent and quick as other Loucheng monks, their efficiency in killing enemies has not dropped at all.
These young monks are all rising stars in Holy Dragon City. After Mr. Mo's careful teaching, they have now continued to grow.
Compared with their elders, these new generation residents of Holy Dragon City respect the fighting method that combines technology and practice. Especially after going through the trials of blood and fire, their performance is enough to impress everyone!
The last time a million monks came to another world, Holy Dragon City sent two hundred students with excellent grades to participate in the trial. As a result, they escaped due to some strange combination of circumstances, and their classmates were all sealed by their mobile phones.
At this time, Murong Ziyue, who was leading a team of monks wearing black armor, brandished two long red knives and cut through the enemy camp like a whirlwind, leaving a path of flesh and blood.
Because of her extremely high talent and competitive spirit, Murong Ziyue has always played the role of a vanguard and always rushes to the front in every battle!
In order to prevent her from having an accident, Mr. Mo specially designated four students with outstanding combat capabilities as her teammates to protect Murong Ziyue's safety to the greatest extent.
The little girl was a little dissatisfied with this approach, but she also knew the importance of excellent teammates, so she did not reject Mr. Mo's kindness.
As Murong Ziyue's team of monks rushed into the enemy's hinterland, other students followed closely behind them, like a pool of boiling water flowing in the snow, quickly clearing out a large area of the enemy!
"Hahaha, good job little girl!"
A burst of rough laughter came, and then a figure riding a strange war beast rushed over and chopped down a large number of insect men to the ground.
Behind him, there was also a group of Holy Dragon City monks who controlled various war beasts. They were cutting down the Lingyan City monks, and there was almost no one who could defeat them!
Glancing at the awkward chicken wings on the war beast, Murong Ziyue rolled her eyes and shouted angrily: "You are the little girl, Captain Fool!"
Except for Tang Zhen, Murong Ziyue would not have a good look on anyone who called her little girl.
The strong man whom Murong Ziyue called "Captain Fool" was stunned when he heard this. He stretched out his hand to scratch his head, turned to look at the monks from Holy Dragon City beside him, and asked in a puzzled tone: "Su Laojiu, what is Fool Captain?"
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Su Laojiu curled his lips and said angrily: "I don't know, you should ask the bone cat!"
Hearing this, the strong man looked at another Holy Dragon City monk in the distance and asked loudly: "Bone Cat, do you fucking know what the silly hat means?"
When the Bone Cat, who was fighting with a Lingyan City monk, heard this, he slashed the enemy to the ground with a wave of his hand, turned around and shouted: "I know, this is a word from the city lord's hometown, which means very stupid and lacking."
Mind-set!"
As soon as Bone Cat finished speaking, a burst of laughter immediately broke out, and many monks from the Holy Dragon City around showed joking expressions.
The big man was not angry, but pointed at Murong Ziyue who stuck out his tongue and made a face, with a look of helplessness on his face.
At this moment, a voice came from the communicator in the strong man's hand: "Captain Tuhao, immediately lead your war beast troops to the right side of the battlefield for support and kill all enemies who try to flee!"
Upon hearing this, the local tyrant captain immediately waved his hand to the monks from Holy Dragon City and galloped away with the billowing smoke and dust!