Everyone wants to survive, the left eye detects and the right eye kills

The chariot stopped and the front and rear doors opened.

One after another, armored warriors poured down and quickly gathered into formation.

Soon, nearly two hundred soldiers formed a neat square formation.

"Change!"

As the leading man roared, the phalanx quickly turned into a wild goose formation, pointing directly at the battlefield like a huge arrow!

Although there were only two hundred soldiers, Commander Neon's heart fell to the bottom.

You don't need to look at anything else, you can tell just by the speed of the formation change.

This is a strong team!

"For the sake of your lord, kill all the invaders!"

"Kill! Kill! Kill!"

With an indomitable momentum, the newly emerged troops climbed over the trenches and headed towards the battlefield.

The neon army responded quickly, and hundreds of people rushed forward, shooting a hail of arrows to block it.

Ali gave an order, the soldiers in the front row raised their shields at the same time, the soldiers in the back row bent their bows and set arrows, and the arrows rained back!

Two waves of arrows clashed, and the neon army fell to pieces, but the guards brought by Ali did not suffer any casualties!

After several waves of arrows, Ali raised his sword high and roared: "Kill!"

The soldiers immediately put away their weapons and launched a charge!

Commander Neon felt nervous.

This speed!

The agility of these warriors will never be lower than 100!

Their per capita attributes are probably not weaker than those of the kamikaze team that was destroyed by the group!

What's even more frightening is that with such a charging speed, their formation is not scattered at all?

How they train!

The sudden appearance of a powerful army plunged the neon people on the front line into chaos.

Fortunately, there were only two hundred people in this troop, and the Neon people reacted quickly, and the five hundred people nearby surrounded them.

Five hundred versus two hundred.

It collapses at the first touch!

These two hundred soldiers, like sharp knives cutting through tofu, plunged straight into the battlefield without any hindrance!

Fang Tian looked at all this with a sneer.

These two hundred warriors all have lord-level strength, and the leader, Ali, is a standard Earth Demon level!

You know, nowadays, there is no one who can kill a lord-level monster in a single fight!

Even people who can cooperate with two or three people to kill a lord-level monster are rare.

What's even more frightening is that these two hundred soldiers train in the territory every day.

And these neon people, except for the opportunity to gather during large-scale trials, are unable to conduct large-scale military training at other times!

Of course, it’s useless even if you have the chance.

After such a long period of massacre by Fang Tian, ​​the neon people on the battlefield changed one batch after another, and they were not from the same area at all.

The strength of individual soldiers has been crushed, group operations have been crushed, and even equipment has been crushed. These ragtag groups are no match at all!

Soon, the troops led by Ali joined Fang Tian.

"Lord Lord! Ali is here!"

"Okay!" Fang Tian patted him hard on the shoulder: "You're just in time! Come with me and kill to your heart's content!"

He immediately changed the formation of the giant polygonal insects, so that they lined up, just like the last time in area 1128, there was a step-tank coordination.

Of course, with Xiaohong, a battlefield killer, it can also be said to be synergy with infantry, tanks and artillery.

What happened next couldn't even be called a battle.

Looking at the scene in front of him, two words came to Fang Tian's mind - mop the floor.

His troops were like mops, marching forward on the battlefield.

And those neon people are like dust, being wiped clean wherever the mop touches them.

Although the reinforcements from the Neon People are endless, no matter how much dust there is, what's the point?

If you insist on meaning, I'm afraid the only meaning is to drain the water on the mop...

Although reinforcements continued, the frontal battlefield was too vulnerable, and the Neon people's front was retreating steadily.

This battlefield has an air wall!

They were slowly forced to a corner of the battlefield.

The Neon commander resisted stubbornly and used hundreds of buses to form a circular position, ordering all Neon people to rely on the offensive to defend.

By this time diplomats and commanders had gathered together as the battle lines contracted.

The diplomat's face turned pale: "Do you still want to ask for help?"

The commander's face turned pale: "Continue!"

They have no way out and cannot escape. Only by constantly recruiting people to fill the line can he have a chance of survival.

The diplomat's voice trembled: "We...have lost nearly 30,000 people...Do we really want to continue the fight?"

The commander grabbed him by the collar and said viciously: "Don't you understand yet? If we don't fight, we will definitely die!"

"But... it's no longer possible for us to win..."

"I know! But as long as we hold on for another hour, we can survive!"

Indeed, the declaration of war token can only last for three hours, and now two hours have passed. As long as it lasts for one more hour, everyone will leave the battlefield.

As long as they leave the battlefield and exit the convoy immediately, they don't have to worry about being found by Fang Tian.

Of course, after paying such a heavy price, they may have no choice but to run away after leaving the battlefield.

Those heroic slogans before have become a joke now.

What he was thinking about at this time was to recruit more people to support him so that he could have a chance of survival!

Everyone present was a commander, not a single fool. They quickly understood the commander’s intention and remained silent.

But looking at the tragic battlefield, the guilt on their faces quickly dissipated, and their faces gradually became distorted.

The diplomat quickly brought up the chat box on his left hand and frantically sent a message for help to the outside world.

"Area 103 is asking for support! We are in a fierce battle with Fang Tian! His summoned beasts have suffered heavy casualties and he is unable to fight anymore! As long as more people come, we can defeat Fang Tian!"

"Now is the time for our great Neon Empire to make great achievements! Join the battlefield, kill Fang Tian, ​​and your promotion and fortune will be just around the corner!"

"All the soldiers who participated in the war will be rewarded with 10000 spiritual stones after the war! Fang Tian is as rich as the enemy! Kill him and everyone will get rich together!"

The rest of his subordinates immediately began to think, and the good news spread out one after another.

"Everyone, hold on! Fang Tian's summoned beast has been seriously injured, and he can't hold on for long!"

"Good news! Fang Tian's troops have suffered dozens of casualties! He doesn't have many troops left!"

"Fang Tian was hit by an arrow just now! He is already injured! His soldiers are also exhausted! If we keep persisting, we will win!"

"Fang Tian's troops can't attack our position at all! Don't worry, everyone! Hold your position!"

On the one hand, Fang Tian's troops suffered heavy casualties, and on the other hand, they were required to hold on to their position. Anyone with a bright mind would feel that something was wrong.

But in the chaotic battlefield, everyone was blinded, so they could only believe in these so-called good news. By the time they doubted it, they were already dead.

Among these battle reports, the only one that seemed accurate was that Fang Tian's troops seemed to be unable to attack their position.

Every time they saw that the position had been lost, the Neon people in the position suffered heavy casualties, and were about to be wiped out, Fang Tian's troops all withdrew because they were unable to follow up.

After regrouping, they will continue the attack.

But by the time they resumed their attack, the diplomats had already brought in enough reinforcements, and the position could be held for a long time.

But...can they really not get in?

The commander suddenly trembled, and he thought of a terrifying possibility.