Shock! The Evil Emperor actually pampered the entire cultivation world

Jian Er was already feeling a lingering fear: Remember to leave 5,000 men to guard the first front line...

Ye Liuli said calmly: There is still a chance, as long as we take over the base before them. Now is not the time to be cautious. In order to pursue speed, we have to charge even if we fall into a trap and lose manpower!

The game went from being a sure win due to the difference in numbers to a game of time where it was unclear who would win, and everyone felt a sharp pain in their hearts!

Seeing that Gu Yixiao was very calm, Chi Li asked, "Why aren't you anxious?"

Gu Yixiao: "Just try your best. Failure is nothing. It just means that the enemy is too strong."

Chi Li complained silently: If Zhu Jiu heard this, he would be so happy that he would die.

Mo Huaizun learned of the other party's strategic changes, and he drew a conclusion with a frown on his face: "They found out."

At this moment, he was standing in front of the communication pillar on the first front line, exactly where Zhu Jiu had stood before.

Chu Yi raised his eyebrows unhappily, feeling bored, "Oh."

There are six thousand people here, all of them were originally from the second front line, and there is not a single person from the Silent Team.

Six thousand, plus Mo Huaizun and Chu Yi's personal efforts, successfully defeated the ten thousand-man team led by the fusion stage and defended the thatched huts on the first line of battle.

Mo Huaizun took advantage of the information gap and seized the opportunity of Zhu Jiu's team annihilation of the opponent, as well as the blank period when the opponent's communication was changed.

From outside the arena, everything is a little clearer:

When Mo Rangchen's side was wiped out, Mo Huaizun asked Jiemie to lead everyone to the red side, but divided them into two teams at the cliff, attacking the red side's first and second lines respectively.

But he faked the traces that he had only fought on the first front line, and let Jiemie stay in the hut to delay time.

His own team all moved to the blue side's first front line to defend the hut.

At this time, Cangjie and Feng Zhiyi's third front was divided into two groups. Feng Zhiyi led three thousand people to transfer to the empty second front, and Cangjie led the remaining three thousand people to stay in their third front.

Each side sent out 500 people to confuse the public and create the illusion that they had a full number of people.

Now is the time for the final battle. I hope Cangjie and Feng Zhiyi can delay until the three thousand people can march straight in and take over the enemy base.

Ye Liuli's anger rang out over the red and blue public communication channel: Treacherous! !

Jian Er said coldly: Shameless!

Mo Huaizun drank his tea silently.

It was just his opponent's frustration, he had heard it too much.

The quality of this round's opponents is relatively high, and I don't feel anything when I curse at them

He replied: Oh.

The red team angrily said: "Just wait, we will not let you succeed! We are definitely faster than you!"

The crowd outside the arena who were watching the whole process from a bird's eye view silently answered in their hearts: "Impossible, after all, you guys just want to win the game, while the 3,000 tower stealing team led by Huang Yi Er San is just running for their lives!"

Yes, that's right. Zhu Jiu followed them like a ghost, holding a fluorescent stick. She wore a white dress to match the scene, with her hair dishevelled. She said faintly, "You're running so slowly. Didn't you have lunch?"

"You are all as skinny as bean sprouts. Why don't you come and race in my stomach? Hehehe, I'm here to catch you~"

Everyone cried as they ran for their lives, "I should have chosen Brother Jiemie's team earlier!"

"I run, the tonic kills me!"

"I'm a beauty! Stop chasing me!"

"..."

The traffic here was unobstructed and extremely fast, but Ye Liuli, Jian Er and Gu Yixiao encountered Cang Ze and Feng Zhiyi's strenuous obstruction. In addition, the terrain was inconvenient, so when they just saw the shadow of the base, they felt dizzy and their eyes turned pale.

Their hearts were pounding.

A voice like a humanoid machine sounded in my ears: "Level 3: The battle for the hut is over. The winner is the blue team."