Chapter 950 Who Should I Hit if Not You?
The two sides quickly approached, and they opened barriers to resist, while various spells and magic weapons were used to greet the other side from a distance.
Even if the Biluo Dynasty left half of its troops to defend the Dingfengzhu, the troops sent out to fight were still twice as many as the Yubi defenders.
The demon soldiers at the front were like the Yanlong brothers, with dark skin, magic patterns on their bodies, and demonic energy wrapped around them, looking quite extraordinary.
Jun Yutang led the Yubi City army like a sharp arrow into the Biluo army, trying to break through the battle formation.
But how could Sima Qingyu do as he wished? He roared, fell from the sky, punched out, and fought with him.
The two sides fought against each other, and the large troops soon exchanged close combat and collided with each other.
Yuan Hongtao took the lead, holding a huge machete in his hand, and rushed into the enemy formation like a wolf into a flock of sheep.
"Brothers, they look good but are useless, they are just cannon fodder, don't be afraid, follow me!"
Although these demon soldiers are tough, most of them are at the foundation building and golden elixir level, and they are not his opponents at all.
The soldiers of Yubi City behind him also realized that although these demon soldiers looked numerous, most of them were cannon fodder, and their morale was greatly boosted.
"Kill!"
Lin Fengmian also breathed a sigh of relief. He felt strange that a small Qingyu Dynasty could have such a large-scale team.
It turned out that most of them were demon soldiers mass-produced by unknown means, and they were not vulnerable at all!
Although these demon soldiers look similar to the Yanlong brothers, their combat power is very different.
The Yanlong brothers have obviously been trained for a long time, while these demon soldiers have only been trained for a short time.
Although they can exert the combat power of the corresponding realm, their reaction to the battle and teamwork can't keep up at all.
Facing the elite division of Yubi City, these cannon fodder were killed in an instant, crying for their parents, and their army was defeated.
Lin Fengmian and others attacked in the army, harvesting lives at will, but they were vaguely aware that something was wrong.
These demon soldiers were just for show. What was the Biluo Dynasty planning?
But at this moment, he realized that among the thousands of troops, unless you have extraordinary combat power, you can only follow the large army.
The individual's strength was too weak, and they were completely carried away by the large army and dared not leave.
Yuan Hongtao led the army and drove straight into the enemy's hinterland.
When the killing was in full swing, a strange rhythm of drums suddenly sounded in the Biluo Dynasty battle formation.
Luo Xue hurriedly reminded: "Be careful!"
When the demon soldiers heard the drums, they suddenly became uncontrollable and rushed towards everyone fearlessly.
Lin Fengmian secretly said that it was not good, and quickly summoned the Wind and Thunder Sword to wrap around himself and a few people, and instantly set up the Eight Desolate Wind and Thunder Formation.
At the moment he set up the formation, the demonic power of the demon soldiers rushed over surged, and then they exploded one after another.
Their eyes were full of fear, as if self-explosion was not their intention, but they still exploded in an instant.
The rumbling sound in the field continued, and pieces of blood mist exploded, and the blood mist mixed with demonic energy enveloped the battlefield.
Although these demon soldiers were of average strength, the power of self-explosion was far stronger than that of ordinary cultivators.
The Yubi City army, which was alone and deep in the depths, was caught off guard, and the formation was blown up and scattered.
The demon soldiers rushed into the chaos of the Yubi City elite, and exploded one after another, harvesting one life after another.
At the same time, the warships behind the blue sky opened fire at full force, bombarding without distinguishing between enemies and friends, causing heavy losses to the Yubi army.
This vanguard corps was actually cannon fodder, used for suicide charge, and they were not expected to fight at all.
Although Yuan Hongtao was powerful and not afraid of the bombing of these low-level demon soldiers, his men could not withstand such attacks.
He quickly commanded his own warships to block the front of the army and resist the bombardment of the opposing warships.
At the same time, he ordered everyone to disperse and form a formation to resist, not giving the opponent a chance to concentrate bombing.
Everyone formed groups of several people, or dozens of people, and began to form formations to resist wave after wave of bombardment.
More than a dozen shields flew out of Jun Yunzheng's body, and a pile of talismans were slapped on his body. His movements were smooth and smooth.
He was armed to the teeth in an instant, his whole body was golden, and he smiled proudly at Lin Fengmian: "Wuxie, come to Brother Wang!"
Lin Fengmian was like seeing a ghost, pulling a few women and running away without looking back, far away from him.
"Brother Wang, you're on your own!"
Ye Yingying asked curiously, "Why are we leaving?"
Lin Fengmian said speechlessly, "I'm afraid that others will accidentally hurt me when they hit him, and I'm also afraid that his blood will splash on me."
Before Jun Yunzheng could react, he found that the demon soldiers on the opposite side rushed towards him, and even the main guns of the warship began to aim at him.
"Fuck, I knew that meeting this kid would be bad!"
Lin Fengmian looked at Jun Yunzheng who was running for his life frantically from a distance, and shook his head helplessly.
It's hard to distinguish between enemies and friends in this chaotic army. You are all golden, who else should I hit if not you?
Lin Fengmian quickly set up the Eight Desolate Wind and Thunder Formation to protect Chen Qingyan and the other four, and the four women also quickly took action to maintain the formation.
Nangong Xiu was always on guard against the spiritual cannons of the opposite warship, ready to take a shot for these guys at any time to prevent them from being blown away by a shot.
Lin Fengmian and others hid in the Eight Desolate Wind and Thunder Formation, feeling helpless in the chaotic army.
Even with the defensive power of the Eight Desolate Wind and Thunder Formation, it was still shaking under the self-explosion of so many demon soldiers and was somewhat shaky.
Luo Xue was a little surprised and said, "Is this the charge of the army? It's different from what I imagined!"
Lin Fengmian said with a smile, "Isn't this normal? Do you really think you can fight one against a hundred and kill all around?"
"Normal cultivators are cannon fodder in this chaotic army. If they are not careful, they will die."
He said honestly, "If I didn't have a fence-sitter and my aunt by my side, I wouldn't want to come out."
Luo Xue said speechlessly, "You see it clearly. Don't you want to be a hero who can turn the tide?"
Lin Fengmian smiled and said, "I want to, but you have to survive first and then wait for an opportunity to act!"
When the explosion was about to end, roars came from a distance, and a large number of demon soldiers riding on demon beasts rushed out of the army of the Biluo Dynasty.
They rode demon beasts, like wolves and tigers, and came towards Yubi City as fast as thunder.
Behind these cavalrymen, there were a large number of cultivators riding the wind, murderous, and bombarding with various magic weapons in their hands.
There were not many soldiers, just over 20,000, but their aura was not at the same level as those demon soldiers who were just for show.
Obviously, these were the real elites of the Biluo Dynasty.
Among these cultivators, there were many demon soldiers with strong auras, who were obviously trained like Yan Long and others.
Yuan Hongtao's face darkened, and he cursed inwardly, knowing that he and others had been fooled.
He also made a prompt decision: "Warship bombardment, everyone, form a formation on the spot, and prepare to fight!"
Since the momentum of the charge was blocked, he changed his mind and planned to hold back the Biluo Dynasty army head-on to create an opportunity for Jun Yutang.
Jun Yutang looked back at the people who were trapped in the quagmire, and continued to rush towards the Dingfengzhu under Sima Qingyu's attack.
He was like a pawn crossing the river, without thinking so much, and only wanted to destroy the Dingfengzhu.
In the chaos, Lin Fengmian patted the wall-sitter on the head and said, "Wall-sitter, go and help Jun Yutang destroy the wind-fixing bead!"
It's not easy for Jun Yutang to destroy the wind-fixing bead alone, but if Wall-sitter is added, it will be much safer.
The wall-sitter hesitated for a moment and didn't dare to leave his post without permission.
Lin Fengmian whispered, "Don't worry, I still have my aunt here, nothing will happen, go quickly!"
The wall-sitter nodded, spread the small wings behind it, and rushed out quietly.
The rat on its body was so scared that its hair stood up, pulling its hair and barking non-stop.
Boss, at least put me down before you go!
If it weren't for Lin Fengmian, Wall-sitter would have almost thrown it off.
Dare to pull my hair, do you want to die?