Agent Time Travel: Apocalypse in the Magical World

As the night deepened, the coalition forces of the Rongfahe Empire and the Linhai Empire were like a greedy poisonous snake, biting the tail of the Faye Empire's second millionth legion and pressing forward step by step.

Under the moonlight, the sounds of war drums and horse hooves intertwined into one. The people who were running away threw away their armor and weapons, and the people who were chasing were also in a mess.

The legion of one million people actually stretched the battle line to more than a hundred miles, and there was no balance between the head and the tail. The people of Night Fae wanted to escape back to the Night Fae Empire, while the Rongfahe Empire and the Linhai Empire wanted to earn military merit and honor.

Although the special forces that took a detour around the mountain valley did not have the effect of encircling the Night Fae Empire, they were able to join forces with the main force to attack one enemy and also entered a state of pursuit.

Just when the coalition forces of the Rongfahe Empire and the Linhai Empire were immersed in devouring the remaining forces of the Fae Night Empire, their scouts suddenly sent an urgent report:

The main force of the Night Fae Empire's second millionth legion seemed to be in massive chaos, and the speed of its rout had slowed down!

"This is a perfect opportunity. The glory of annihilating the second millionth legion is right before our eyes!"

This was the thought that flashed through the minds of the commander-in-chief of the Rongfa Nuclear Empire Legion and the commander-in-chief of the Linhai Empire Legion.

The deputy general groaned and asked, "Could this be a trick?"

"Haha, they are running away in complete disarray. How can there be any changes in a rout of this magnitude? Charge forward and kill them!"

On the other side, on the retreat route of the second millionth legion of the Night Fae Empire, two huge mimic rock giants in front of two seventh-level magicians pushed down two mountains, blocking the retreat route of the Night Fae Empire soldiers.

Yuxiao's whole body was glowing with holy light, and he was held up by two seventh-level magic guards and suspended in the air.

In his hands, the legion commander's head, cut into seven pieces, was still dripping with blood.

"The Second-Hand Chrysanthemum Regiment has cut off the retreat routes of the Rongfahe Empire and Linhai Empire. You have done a great job in leading the enemy into our ambush. The commander of the Second Millionth Legion failed to command effectively and has been punished by military law. And you, my heroes of the Night Fae, will follow me, Yuxiao, and achieve this unparalleled feat! Follow me to kill the enemy!"

Yuxiao used magic to spread the sound far away.

There are mainly two meanings: first, the blame will be borne by the dead legion commander; second, if you kill him back, you will be forgiven and still be a hero.

Afterwards, he brought back tens of thousands of trusted followers, with their bows strung and swords unsheathed, and the magicians cast their spells, creating a solemn and murderous scene, as if they were supervising an army in battle.

Among the second millionth Night Fae Legion, the soldiers from Meda City suddenly turned their heads back:

"Let's fight the Rongfa Nuclear Empire!"

"Go earn military merit!"

"For Night Fae!"

"For women!"

“And the money!”

Anyway, hundreds of people, led by thousands of people, swept away tens of thousands of people and began to charge back.

The army under Yuxiao's command also began to move, turning around to face the hundreds of thousands of Night Fae Legion.

At this time, a sixth-rank mage flew in from the sky and used magic to amplify his voice and shouted, "Report to the Thirteenth Prince! The Second-Hand Chrysanthemum Regiment has already taken action! The coalition forces of the Rongfahe Empire and the Linhai Empire have been cut in two, and the head and the tail can no longer take care of each other!"

"Brothers, kill!" Yuxiao was shocked, and the holy light enveloped half of the legion. Everyone was encouraged and turned back, charging in the direction they came from.

On Qin Mei's side, she had already led the main force from a small path to rush towards the military formations of the Rongfahe Empire and the Linhai Empire, cutting them in two.

Qin Mei flew up without saying a word, and a huge ice meteorite flew into the sky.

A seventh-level magician and a seventh-level magic guard appeared directly from mid-air, shattered Qin Mei's huge ice meteorite, and rushed towards Qin Mei.

Tian Qing drank another bottle of fast-acting healing medicine, then suddenly jumped up from the ground and rushed towards the battle formation in mid-air.

Below, Granny Cai used a bone whip to lash away the fireball fired by the opponent's sixth-level magician, and the spikes and spell-breaking regiments below rushed up like a tidal wave.

In the rear, Lu Fang led a legion of tens of thousands of magicians to fire several rounds, killing a large number of berserkers who were like a tide of zombies. However, the rear was still densely packed with them.

These are the berserkers from three cities!

"The Linhai Empire has gone crazy!" The old immortal also knew that the Berserkers were civilians of the Linhai Empire who were transformed by the demon flower, and his eyes turned red.

This is an absolutely heartless plot to wipe out the entire family!

But the effect is really excellent. Those converted berserkers are really fearless and brave, and they rush forward one after another.

At this time, the old immortal and Lu Fang went back and found out that the main force camp of Granny Cai was under a magic attack from the Rongfahe Empire and the Linhai Empire!

"Lü Fang! Take the magicians to support the main force!" the old immortal shouted.

"No! The order I received was to assist you in stopping the Berserker's pursuit!" Lu Fang was also anxious.

"If the main force is suppressed, what's the point of stopping these zombies? Go quickly, we can hold on!" The old immortal roared, "Brothers, can we do it?!"

The surrounding soldiers shouted in unison and rushed towards the berserkers fearlessly.

Lu Fang gritted his teeth and yelled, "After a round of magic saturation attack, go support the main force! You have to hold on, you old fool!"

After shouting, he took the lead in launching several super-large ice balls, then turned his horse's head and led the magician cavalry corps to support the main force.

The old immortal mounted his warhorse and took off his helmet, and his vision became much clearer.

He raised his spear high and shouted, "Charge!" and led two cavalrymen to charge forward.

The 180,000 infantrymen behind followed closely and began a counterattack!

The old immortal led the cavalry to break through the gap, and the magic-breaking shields behind them held on tightly, and the members of the Thorn team began to reap the harvest.

However, the number disparity between the enemy and us was too great, and soon, the two hundred thousand soldiers of the Second-Hand Chrysanthemum Regiment led by the old man were engaged in a deadly battle.

Two hundred thousand doesn't sound like a small number, but the enemies on the other side are millions of civilians converted into Berserkers, they are really coming like a tide.

The casualties among the soldiers of the Second-Hand Chrysanthemum Regiment are getting serious!

The old man was covered in blood, and he didn't know whether it was from the enemy, his own, or his comrades.

The air was filled with the pungent smell of blood and intense despair, but in the midst of this despair, there was also a shining light of unyielding spirit.

That is the belief in the hearts of the soldiers of the Second-Hand Chrysanthemum Regiment!

Like the other warriors, every time the old immortal swung his spear, an enemy fell. However, more enemies passed by like locusts, filling every gap.

His warhorse had already fallen in the melee, turning into a cold corpse, but the old man was still holding on to his breath, relying only on his legs and the broken spear in his hand, and continued to fight on the battlefield.

The warriors with broken magic shields were like a Great Wall of Steel. They stood tightly together and built a line of defense with heavy shields to resist the crazy attacks of the Berserkers.

Every impact made their arms tremble, but they gritted their teeth and persisted, not allowing even the slightest gap to appear in their defense.

Behind them are the cold and precise figures of the Spike Team members. They hold sharp weapons and specifically target the enemy's weaknesses. Every attack takes the enemy's life.

However, even so, the disparity in numbers between the enemy and us still put the Second-Hand Chrysanthemum Regiment into an unprecedented predicament.

The figures of the soldiers on the battlefield gradually became sparse, and their shouts became weaker and weaker.

Blood splattered, limbs flew everywhere, and the battlefield turned into a meat grinder.

Just when everyone thought they were going to die in battle here, there was movement in the Monster Forest.