alien war

Zhan Zhao had already realized that he was surrounded during the fight, so after picking to death a magic soldier who was rushing forward to attack him, he turned around to avoid the stabbing of the surrounding spears, quickly grabbed the corpse of the magic soldier, and flung it towards the sky with all his might. The demon soldiers around were stunned by his action, suddenly understood his intention, and surrounded him suddenly, but it was too late.The demon soldiers in charge of covering fire on the outside were already attracted by the unlucky ghost thrown into the sky, they immediately called out their hidden weapons and crossbows, and shot the demon soldier like a hedgehog.Just when they realized that the attack was wrong and were about to shoot again, Zhan Zhao had already jumped into the air and jumped out of the encirclement.The so-called all-round attack with no dead ends didn't even touch Zhan Zhao's clothes, what a complete defeat!

At this time, both Zhan Zhao and Mo Jun understood that the same tactic had already been ineffective against the other party, and now there was only one word, kill!The magic army didn't care about the formation, and rushed up like a mountain.At this moment, Zhan Zhao finally saw the demons clearly, they seemed to be at the peak of unscrupulous methods.The demon soldiers were almost crazy, knowing that they would be pierced by the sharp sword, but they still rushed forward in a suicidal manner. They deliberately slammed into the sharp blade. After being pierced, they hugged the sword with all their strength and never let it leave their bodies. Seeing that the previous ones were almost unable to hold on, the later ones continued to make up.In the blink of an eye, there was already a string of magic soldiers hanging on Zhan Zhao's sword, and he couldn't shake it off.Seeing that Zhan Zhao's weapons were restrained, the Demon Army thought they could finally tear up this thorn in their side, but unfortunately, they were wrong again.With his left hand, Zhan Zhao had already grasped the long saber propelled by his toes, and with the momentum of a rainbow, he swept away the group of overwhelmed demon soldiers in an instant.Immediately, he raised his foot and pulled down the miscellaneous soldiers who were pierced on the sword, and with one sword and one sword, they crossed the battlefield, and no one could beat them!

On the other side of the battlefield, the general's cavalry is like a thousand cavalry, with long swords and fierce horses, he slays the demon cavalry with all his strength.The magic army cavalry suffered heavy losses, the main general was dead, and the following magic soldiers were instantly dispersed by the surrounding dark army cavalry.Although the horse under the general's crotch is not a red rabbit, the war horse seems to be infected by its master, and it has long been fearless, and there are not a few magic soldiers who fell under its hooves.During the fight, the general inadvertently caught a glimpse of Zhan Zhao who was fighting hard in the distance. He couldn't imagine that this usually gentle and refined junior would burst out with such a suffocating aura. He was still worried about his first time participating in the battle. Seeing this scene, I secretly admired in my heart: "A true hero!" '

As for Feng, this guy who caused troubles everywhere on weekdays, didn't show the slightest sense of responsibility, was domineering, ↑↑↑↑ suddenly changed today...it seemed to become more ↑↑↑↑.He was extremely devoted and even enjoyed killing all the magic soldiers who tried to get close to him, playing some insidious tricks from time to time, and discovering some new ways to kill the opponent by the way.The tricks of the magic army are in front of him, but they are all trivial tricks that are not worth the trouble. 'Your little things are leftovers from the master's play! 'Feng Ru said.In short, if the demons stand at the pinnacle of unscrupulous methods, then Feng is definitely the one who steps on top of the demons.

As a member of the demon class, the dragon clan is not killing the enemy at this moment, but revenge.Because this family belongs to the conservative faction among the demons and does not take the lead in fighting, they are often excluded and ridiculed by other demons on weekdays, and now they are innocently exterminated. This last affection has long since disappeared.Therefore, there is no need to worry about anything, he wants to use the corpses of these demon soldiers to pay homage to his compatriots who died tragically.

With the addition of Zhan Zhao, Feng, and Long Clan, the underworld army's ability to resist the enemy has been greatly improved, and it has quickly stabilized its position.Although the overall combat power was still inferior to the magic army, and the casualties were not small, the soldiers still followed the figures of the generals and fought tenaciously, resisting the magic army's counterattacks round after round.

The dry land has long been soaked in blood and has become soft and sticky.There are bodies all over it, those of the enemy, those of one's own side, those who are dying, those that are dead, those that are complete, and those that are missing.There are many races of demons in the underworld, and their blood colors are different due to different branches. Therefore, what is presented at this moment is not the bleak dark red on the ordinary battlefield, but the colorful and dazzling colors that are incompatible with the atmosphere of slaughter. color.The sharp blade flashed, the flesh rolled up, the limbs were torn, blood splattered with a bitter smell, and splashed on the bodies and faces of the surrounding soldiers regardless of whether they were enemies or friends, it was warm and sticky.In a trance, the fighting battlefield looks more like a huge dyeing workshop with countless dyeing vats overturned... Since ancient times, crimson belongs to hell, while colorfulness belongs to heaven, but at this moment, all ordinary cognitions will be subverted, and both sides Fighting, fighting, and stalemate in this gorgeous and colorful position, never retreating a step.