Chapter 1348: The Spurs, Old but Strong

After taking down the Hornets, the third line of defense was opened up, but the Spurs appeared in front of the Eastern Gods.

The Spurs had many strong men in history, among which the most famous one was Marshal Duncan, the Stone Buddha. The other party's investors were often helpless choices.

This time, the Spurs invited their teacher Popovich. The three generations of strong men in the Spurs were all trained by him, so this old guy has a very high prestige.

Moreover, the Spurs are different from other kingdoms. They have always been very low-key, but they are a strong old-fashioned team with huge war potential.

Popovich mobilized the entire Spurs, transported all resources to the capital, and then ordered other cities to surrender, leaving only the entire capital.

His move was also powerful. After the other cities surrendered, because there was nothing inside, this forced the Eastern Gods' troops to add supplies first, otherwise it would break their own words.

This added a lot of burden. Although the East was rich in land and the first and second lines of defense had been reorganized, it would take some time for the products produced there.

In this way, the Eastern Protoss army had a problem. They suddenly found that their logistics could not keep up and had to slow down their pace.

Zhao Yiming looked at the report below and admired this old guy very much. However, he was not without countermeasures. He ordered the cannon fodder battalion to surround San Antonio, the capital of the Kingdom of God.

Then he launched a non-stop strong attack. Since the other party was willing to fight and consume, both sides would consume and see. Anyway, he now controlled seven kingdoms of God and the cannon fodder troops were endless.

After fighting for a few days, Popovich naturally found that the situation was not right. His side suffered heavy losses. Although the other side suffered more casualties, all the dead were from the Western Protoss.

And these people seemed to be brainwashed. They were completely fearless and unparalleled in charging. Many times they even died together with their own people.

Although he had concentrated all his elite troops in the capital, the opponent's attack mode was a naked conspiracy. If he continued to fight with the opponent, he would be completely wiped out.

He took a deep breath secretly, knowing that he couldn't panic at this time. If he panicked, he would have no chance at all.

Just when he was in a state of panic, he suddenly felt a spiritual fluctuation in the air, and then a fat black man appeared in front of him.

This was Magic Johnson, one of the three great war gods of his time, known as the last person of Western magic and a master of strategic attack.

However, he was severely injured that year, and after recovering from the injury, he contracted a serious illness and stayed in the sacred mountain to recuperate, and never came out again.

He said excitedly: "How did you come here? Is your injury completely healed? Have you recovered from your illness?"

Magic Johnson shook his head and said: "The injury has penetrated into my bones. How can it be healed? If the injury is not healed, how can the illness be healed?

I am now close to the end of my life. I am afraid I can't hold on for a few years. Instead of lingering there, I might as well come to help you. It can be regarded as the last effort for the West."

Popovich's face changed. Knowing what his old friend meant, he felt extremely miserable. He didn't know when the Western Gods had gotten to this point.

He said in a low voice: "It's all because of that old bastard Stern, who wanted to support the little emperor James, but he turned out to be a useless piece of trash, and ruined everything."

Magic Johnson shook his head and said: "We in the West should not fall into civil war, so I will eliminate all those who attack, but after killing them, you will face the main force of the Eastern Gods."

Popovich smiled bitterly and said: "What choice do I have? Of course I can only struggle to go on. We are the last fig leaf of the Western Gods."

The two old men smiled bitterly at each other, and then poured another cup of coffee. On this last night of their lives, they talked about their past together and fell into beautiful memories.

Early the next morning, when both sides continued to prepare for the war, everyone was horrified to see Magic Johnson standing on the top of the city, and the attacking soldiers all stopped.

Johnson looked at these soldiers with a bitter smile on his face. These were the elite of the Western Gods, but today they were going to be destroyed in his own hands. It was sad to think about it.

He burned all his remaining life and used the ultimate magic forbidden technique. A huge meteor shower flew down from the sky.

This was an absolutely indiscriminate attack. Mushroom clouds continued to rise there. When everything was over, only the lonely city of San Antonio was left.

The surroundings all turned into deep pits. Millions of cannon fodder camps turned into ashes at this moment. Those places were all huge pits, and it suddenly rained in the sky.

This was Johnson's last strength to cast water magic. The rain slowly filled the huge pit and turned it into an ocean.

There was only one isolated island in the ocean, which was the city of San Antonio. This was also the last barrier he arranged for here, and then the whole person fell down.

After receiving the battle report from the front, Zhao Yiming was silent. The three great war gods of Shenshan were indeed worthy of their reputation. Such a powerful magic was enough to hit him here, and he would drink a pot.

So both sides fell into peace again. The Eastern God Clan completely lost its cannon fodder camp. If they wanted to take action again, they could only use their own strength. The Western God Clan lost one of their war gods, which was a huge blow to morale.

Moreover, San Antonio has now become an isolated island, and it is very troublesome to attack it. However, Zhao Yiming built two large camps on both sides, north and south, which is the rhythm of trapping the opponent.

Then he continued to strengthen his assistance to Yan Changkong and his men. The Rocket Kingdom was in chaos. Now 2/3 of the place has been occupied.

And as the war progressed, Yan Changkong's identity was completely exposed, but the people only cared about whether they could have enough food, and they didn't care who was the boss.

Under internal and external troubles, the Rocket Kingdom finally chose to surrender to the Eastern God Clan. Those people were treated well again and then sent to the lower world.

Now only San Antonio City is left. Popovich doesn't want to disappoint his old friend's trust, and still tries to support it here. The two sides just confronted each other quietly until a turning point appeared.