Chapter 1220: Veteran Died in Battle

"Stay on the hillside, continue to defend!"

Zhang Lingyue led a group of Liuhuo soldiers to guard a hillside in Longyu. The hill was only less than 100 meters high. It did have a certain height advantage, but it would be an exaggeration to say that it was easy to defend and difficult to attack. Under the onslaught of numerical advantages, in fact, they can only defend a little bit.

"Too much positive pressure!"

Qin Zhan turned to look at me, clasped his fists and said, "My lord, Qin Zhan asked to lead the Tianqi Battalion to fight against the flanks of the demon army. If he didn't do this, he would definitely be unable to defend the front."

I looked down at the battlefield, and the heavy artillery position has been overwhelmed by the evil spirit walker army. The human race has lost the crucial first heavy firepower point, and the second heavy artillery position is farther away, temporarily out of reach. If you blindly let the opponent attack If you enter the Dragon Realm and plunge into the hinterland, then there is no need to defend at all, and the millions of human troops are crowded into a group to be slaughtered.

"Confidence?" I asked.

Qin Zhan shook his head: "The only heart is to fight to the death!"

"Go..."

I frowned: "Lead the 20,000 Tianqi Battalion equipped with inscription swords to charge, don't be obsessed with fighting, and immediately return to the position after completing the charge. What I hope is that you can lead everyone to find a way to survive, not go Send to death."

"Subordinates understand!"

Qin Zhan turned around and got on his horse, raising his war blade: "Brothers, those who still have the inscription sword in their hands, charge with me, just like Feng Xiang said, who can resist the front of the demon knight in this battle? Our Tianqi Do my part!"

The next moment, the hordes of Tianqi Battalion rushed out like this, and gradually accelerated, forming a torrent of iron cavalry. When they crashed into the crowd of evil spirit walkers, this group of the most valiant cavalrymen of the human race did not move forward at all, slashing wildly with their sharp blades , quickly disintegrated the interception and killing of thousands of evil spirit walkers, and then rushed into a group of monsters from Youquan ghost soldiers, dancing with sword blades, constantly breaking the enemy. Like a fish, it tore apart tens of thousands of ghost soldiers from Youquan, and then collided with the phalanx of nearly 50,000 demon knights.

Demon knights have always been a nightmare existence. From the first time they appeared in the player's field of vision, they were considered by the players to be the moment of decisive battle. When we were doing version missions back then, almost as soon as the demon knights came out, The position can't be defended anymore, and it's the same this time. Any first-class guild would tremble at the charge of 50,000 demon knights, but can the 20,000-day cavalry battalion Xiaoqi really stop it?

From a distance, the Xiaoqi of the Tianqi Battalion ignored the implicated attacks of the demon knights at all, but kept waving the inscription sword, and with their tyrannical physique and sharp blade, they chopped off the heads of the demon knights one by one. Rolling and flying around, although his own side was also damaged, it seemed...it seemed that he could indeed stop the fifty thousand demon knights.

However, just when I thought I could win, suddenly a sword light fell from the sky. It was the sword from the Devil's Sickle in Landro's hand. It slashed into the city from outside the city and swept the crowd instantly. Thousands of Heavenly Cavalry Ying Xiaoqi were reduced to ashes in the sword light, and directly evaporated from the human world, leaving only blood mist that filled the sky.

"cnmd..."

I rushed forward for a hundred meters, looked at Landro outside the city, and felt powerless: "Landro, you bastard!"

"Landro, are you courting death?"

On the observation tower, Senior Sister Yun got up, put her index finger and middle finger together and drew a sword light in the air and flew out of the city. It was too late when a blood-colored light shield was released to resist. The sword light passed directly through the chest, splitting Landro's body in two, and black bats flew up in the separated body, as if connected by flesh and blood. In the same state, Landro's body was pulled to close.

"laugh!"

The second sword light chased away. If this sword hits again, there will probably be no demon wings in the world, and the demon world will lose their king.

"Jing Yunyue, you passed!"

A gray figure appeared in front of Landro. It was the real body of Lin Hai, the shadow of death. He held a gray long sword lingering in the aura of death. The two fingertips of sword energy were scattered, and he frowned and said, "Landro, you are too close to the city, you don't know how to live or die!"

"Yes, my lord..."

Landro's body slowly closed. Although it seemed to be fine, in fact, his cultivation must have been damaged. After all, his health bar was still at 60%. Killed, and Landro's position is indeed arrogant, almost a scythe with one foot, otherwise it would not be so lethal.

The gray figure fled away, while Landro slowly backed away with the devil's sickle in his hands. Seeing Lin Hai's appearance, it was like swallowing a tranquilizer. up.

Senior Sister Yun sat back on the wooden board of the watchtower, and continued to cultivate her sword intent. She didn't notice the situation where the Longyu had been broken into and all the troops were fighting to the death, and I frowned. , perhaps in the eyes of Senior Sister Yun, the exchange of one city, one place, one soldier and one pawn has nothing to do with victory or defeat, so what is the victory or defeat in her mind? Kill the king? Or, is Senior Sister Yun trying to kill someone important? Lin Hai?

There seemed to be a big stone on my heart, but I didn't ask, and there was no need to ask. There are some things that only Senior Sister Yun can do, and she must have her own reasons for doing so. I don't need to ask more questions.

...

In the city, Lin Xi led a group of Yilu people to establish a defensive line at the Daxiaochang, and began to intercept the charge of the demon army again. The loss of Yilu was huge. In the middle of last night, there were 120,000 people from the main alliance + sub-alliance to participate in the battle, but they fought until noon today At the time, there were only less than 30,000 main players left. Some of them left because they had to go to work today, but more of them were killed. There was no way. On the one hand, both players and NPCs actually lost more than half of the losses.

In the air, Sylvia was covered with sword marks all over her body. She has always been the one who suffered the most attacks. Outside the formation of the five thunder vines, many kings continued to launch long-range attacks, but Sylvia could only stand where she was. Holding the runestones in his hand, he used his flesh and blood to carry the mountain and water prohibition formation. It is precisely because of this that the golden vines can continuously kill the evil spirits on the ground. If there is no such offensive, I am afraid that the opponent's army has already arrived. The door of the command hall.

On the other side, Xuanyuan should stand on an imperial chariot, and a yellow dragon's dharma rushed out of the top of his head, just like that against the magic luck in the air, but the yellow dragon's dharma became more and more distorted, and the area that the emperor's breath could illuminate became more and more The less it is, the distant scene is almost invisible, and the appearance of the army of strange demons overwhelming the land is really terrifying.

"A mere secular king, really thinks he can reach the heavens?"

In the distance, Fan Yi on the treasure book suddenly let out a sneer, and said: "A mere immortal, who doesn't know the literary way, doesn't know the pinnacle of martial arts, just relying on what kind of bullshit real dragon blood is like fighting against Dao and Tianwei? Come on, come on!" , I, Fan Yijiao, will teach you how to behave in the next life."

As he said that, Fan Yi raised his arm, and a golden palm was crushed down from the sky.

In an instant, Huanglong's aura collapsed, and Xuanyuanying vomited blood even more. As if he had been hit hard on the spot, his body slammed out with a "peng", directly piercing through a low hill behind him, rolling out with rolling broken rocks. Kilometers away, the sound of bones breaking could be heard all over his body, he coughed up blood constantly, he couldn't get up, he was seriously injured and was on the verge of death!

"..."

I was suffocated. I knew that this battle would be miserable, but I didn't expect it to be so miserable. Could it be that even Emperor Xuanyuanying of Longwu would die?

"His Majesty……"

Feng Buwen hurriedly turned around, but soon a golden fist appeared through the air.

"You can't take care of yourself, but you still want to protect the Lord?"

Fan Yi, a master of Confucianism and Taoism who had ascended half a step to the realm, punched out again, and suddenly the white-clothed Qing Xiang flew out, leaving a trail of blood in the air, a fiasco!

"Human Race, you should remember today."

Fan Yi smiled coldly and said, "This is what happens when you fight against Tianwei."

"Asshole!"

Among the crowd, Mu Tiancheng and Yiping got up together, but before they could fly into the air, they were slapped and flew away by Fan Yi, and each fell into the army formation. Although they were both immortal, they were seriously injured. Veteran Guan Yang leaped into the air and went straight out of the city. The red flame knife was filled with the aura of the holy way, and just like that, it shot out thousands of meters of light from the knife, and blatantly slashed at the top of Fan Yi's head.

"You are the only one who dares to go out of the city to fight, that's right."

Fan Yi smiled slightly: "Veteran Guan Yang? I've heard of it, but that's all. Let me give you a whole corpse!"

He held five fingers together, and in an instant a golden palm talisman slapped out the light of the sword, and then held Guan Yang's body in his palm, sneering: "The whole body? I suddenly regretted it."

"Peng!"

Fan Yi gripped it hard, swallowing vigorously, and the old general Guan Yang's body was engulfed by flames on the spot, leaving only some charred bones falling from the outside of the golden palm.

"Frustrated."

Fan Yi chuckled: "This word is very appropriate..."

...

"Duke Zhenyang..."

On the ground, Mu Tiancheng clutched the wound on his chest, watching the scene of Guan Yang's death in the distance, tears rolling down his face: "Old Guan Yang, you should never end up like this, you should... you should You should live your life among the green mountains and green waters, you should have children and grandchildren around your knees, you should... you should retire early..."

Yiping knelt down on one knee, coughing up blood, but said with a smile: "The old general once said that the last drop of blood must be shed for the border of the human race. The old general...is a true hero!"

"boom!"

A sword energy swept across the land, directly crushing many human armies into ashes. It was a sword from Sturem the Immortal. He stood outside the city and said with a sneer, "It's hypocritical...it's not the first seven yet. , and started crying at the grave?"