The alien lord: lost in fantasy land

The demon leader jumped back, narrowly avoiding the slash of the space blade.

Lu Yu looked at Bingyouzi who was leading the logistics army to repair the military camp behind him, and waved to him.

The soldier quickly ran over, raised his hands to Lu Yu and said, "What are your orders, Your Majesty the Duke?"

Lu Yu smiled: "What's your name?"

Bing Youzi quickly replied: "The villain's surname is Zhang. He is the fifth in the family. He does not have a big brother. The villain is called Zhang Wu."

Lu Yu nodded, pointed at the demon leader who was fighting Song Weile and said, "Zhang Wu, have you seen this demon leader before?"

Zhang Wu replied: "The last eastern front commander died in his hands. According to the intelligence, he was a powerful demon lord. The Holy Lord is level 5, the cancer demon lord Fredro."

After listening to Zhang Wu's report, Kuhun said to Lu Yu: "Boss, do you want me to go too? Leave this Fredro behind?"

Lu Yu shook his head: "It's not the time yet. If we kill him now, we will become the focus of care here. We will wait until the four demons appear. Try to kill the demon soldiers now."

Lu Yu drew out his Xiuchundao and shouted: "Melee Dragon Guard! Kill the demon soldiers with me! Don't stop the artillery fire! Kill!"

"kill!"

For a moment, the battlefield was filled with flashes of swords and shadows, and flesh and blood flying everywhere.

Fraizhuo, who was supported by Song Weile, looked at the bloody blood under the city wall and felt anxious in his heart. The losses in today's siege battle were a bit heavy. The appearance of Song Weile, a powerful saint, was beyond his expectation, and now he couldn't escape.

The demon general gritted his teeth and shouted loudly: "All demon generals, retreat with all your strength!"

The difficult siege battle made the demon soldiers extremely painful. When they heard the order to retreat, they retreated one after another as if they were amnesty.

Tian Hongzhi and others directly led their troops to the city to pursue them. For a time, the entire battlefield was filled with silhouettes of people flying, swords and swords flashing. Flesh and blood flew everywhere, and the blood of the demons dyed the earth red.

Lu Yu rushed into the enemy group with the Dragon Guard holding the Xiuchundao. The sword was more than ten meters long and slashed at the demons crazily.

The demonic energy on Fredro's body suddenly surged, and the moment he blasted towards Song Weile, his body quickly jumped back. Song Weile was prompted by Lu Yu and did not pursue him. Let Fredro withdraw.

Fredro looked at the heavy losses of the magic soldiers and was filled with anger. This siege was originally a sure win, but they encountered Song Weile, and the inexplicable heavy artillery support caused their siege plan to completely fail and they suffered heavy losses.

During the retreat, Fredro discovered that Song Weile did not pursue, but chose to massacre his demon soldiers. This made him even more angry.

After returning to the demon camp, Fredro frowned in the tent. Today's battle report was extremely ugly, but I still truthfully reported the situation to the Demon Lord's main camp.

Not long after, the ordering soldier walked into the big tent and knelt down on one knee: "Report! The commander sent the order, and the Chinese army discussed matters!"

Fredro waved his hand: "Go down, I'll go right away."

Fredro adjusted his armor and took a deep breath. He stood up and walked towards the big tent.

Facing the night stars, Fredro walked outside the demon clan's military tent. The entire military tent was made of black starry sky magic silk that reflected the starry sky. It had a strange and mysterious luster, as if it had absorbed all the light, making it People feel a depressing atmosphere near it.

The entrance to the military tent is indeed a frame made of magic star iron. It was closed by a huge lock, and the iron door was carved with a ferocious dragon totem. The purple light coming out of the crack in the door was like a will-o'-the-wisp in the darkness, appearing and disappearing, making Fredro feel somewhat uneasy.

Fredro opened the door and walked into the military tent. There was a huge brazier in the center, with purple-red flames jumping and making a crackling sound. The firelight jumped on the wall, reflecting the sullen-faced demon leaders.

There are four huge thrones in the center, and the four demons on them all lower their heads and say nothing.

Fredro swallowed his saliva, cupped his hands and said, "Sir, we failed to break through on the eastern front today, and our army suffered heavy losses. General, please help!"

The four Demon Lords slowly raised their heads and looked at Fredro. The Demon Lord on the far right stood up and spoke slowly: "You made a mistake in this battle."

Fredro's forehead was instantly covered with cold sweat, and he quickly knelt down on one knee: "The general made a mistake, please punish me."

The demon king sitting second from the left stood up and sneered: "Punishment? Is punishment useful? Can the dead demons be recovered?"

There was even more cold sweat on Fredro's forehead. He knelt on his knees and stammered on the ground: "Today's attack on the city did not go smoothly. Although the general is not to blame! But...but the enemy's strength suddenly increased. The general was caught off guard! Especially Song Weile, who turned out to be a level 6 Saint Lord. I...I, no, no, no, the general couldn't take him down. And...and they also had heavy artillery support, which was unprecedented. Things. I hope all the demons will notice clearly!"

The demon king on the far right sneered: "If it hadn't happened for a reason! You have lost so many demon clan sons. Can you still live now!?"

The Demon Lord on the far left sighed: "Now is not the time to settle accounts. Let's think about how to deal with the current situation."

The second Demon Lord on the right nodded: "The most important thing at the moment is to find out how many such heavy artillery humans have, and the origin of Song Weile. The appearance of this guy is too weird."

The Demon Lord on the far right said: "I think it's time to make a decision. Today, there are only heavy artillery on the Eastern Front, which means they don't have many heavy artillery. If the consumption continues, more and more heavy artillery will be produced, and our Demon Clan will produce more and more heavy artillery." Can the soldiers withstand it?"

The second Demon Lord on the left frowned and said, "Give me the order. The four of us will go to the northern front. We will fight Su Mu and Qingluan Mo directly! Attack all other fronts!"

The second Demon Lord on the right nodded: "Order all ministries to launch a general attack tomorrow! We must annihilate all opponents! Fredro! As long as you contain the heavy artillery, you will win! Do you all hear me!?"

All the demon generals under the tent raised their hands and said in unison: "Yes!"

The next day, the entire land was covered by the black army of demons, and the ground was shaking slightly. This time, the demons used all their strength. A total of millions of demons from the three armies of the Eastern Front, Western Front, and Northern Front swarmed forward.

Lu Yu was on the eastern front, watching Fredro rushing towards him, and the messenger reported the situation on other fronts. The four demons appeared concentratedly on the northern front. A smile appeared on Lu Yu's lips, the opportunity had come! Lu Yu only used one-tenth of the amount of artillery fire yesterday, and the range was deliberately shortened by half. The bitter souls didn't give in, and Wolfert didn't let go either. This is the opportunity I've been waiting for.