Chapter 228 Warcraft Invasion
Neat black armor, neat flags fluttering, neat black magic horse. In the mouth of the Selneya Gorge, the silent black corps stood still, and the murderous spirit was not to say much, which had been shown in the resolute eyes of everyone.
The mouth of the Selnya Gorge is one of the few famous natural dangers in the demon world. This did not exist in the first place, but an artificial natural danger made through the supreme magic power of Lord Jinmo.
The golden demon Moya said that he would definitely not waste magic skills. He created this kind of bunker mountain with a large entrance and a small exit for no reason. It's just that this place becomes the so-called Warcraft attack site every year, and the reason is unknown. But that kind of boundless and murderous warcraft has killed and injured countless soldiers in the Moboroga department.
This is also the reason why the so-called "reserve black wind elite riders" are selected from the people every year.
"Jumping..." The sound of rumbling hooves breaking the ground, the whole world seemed to be trembling. The wind and sand arrays are also like beasts coming with beasts, overwhelming and aggressively rushing towards the black wind. The strong sandstorm made people's eyes unable to see clearly, and they were all yellow.
The sound of the hooves is getting closer and closer, as if those monsters are beside them. I'm afraid that people who have not experienced it personally can't understand it at all.
"Kill!" Dotmo raised the black long gun in his hand and roared.
"Kill!" Everyone, answer him neatly.
The first impact echelon is the reserve team of the Black Wind. Because they have not been trained, it is understandable to treat them as cannon fodder. Because this year's herd broke out very early, there was no chance to help them train**. If there is a head-on conflict, these newcomers may even affect the combat effectiveness of their comrades-in-arms because they don't have a good chance to attack.
Therefore, Dotmo means: let this group of recruits serve as cannon fodder. If this army can survive a few more people, then it must be the future leader in the Black Wind Rider!
"Well, this year's recruitment must have been ruined again." Dotmore looked at the first echelon moving forward and lamented. This is the law of the demon world, the law of the jungle, and the survival of the fittest! It's not that he doesn't want to leave these new recruits. After all, they are their own soldiers no matter what!
However, without them as cannon fodder, the speed and strength of preventing the impact of the herd, and creating some favorable conditions for the real black wind elite riders, it is estimated that they will be destroyed by these warcrafts this year. Once they destroy the formation, these monsters are bound to attack the city behind them.
At that time, these savage beasts will definitely do whatever they want and kill all the demon civilians. This is definitely the time to move your whole body with one hair!
"C shoot!" In fact, there are also many bow cavalrymen in the black wind. These bows and cavalrymen with heavy bows and magic arrows have the strength to open a thousand stones, open the bow and shoot, and bursts of fine arrow rain, like black locusts, falling on the heads of these warcrafts.
"Zi La Zi La" Countless Warcrafts lost their lives under the influence of the strong corrosion of these magic arrows.
"Kill!" After a short sprint, Zhang Zixuan finally rushed to the front line with these black wind riders and connected with these Warcraft soldiers.
This is a group of purple, half-human warcraft, like a lizard that has become several times bigger. What is really frightening is the terrible bone spurs on his back. These hard-horned bones are cold and bright, like cold swords in the night light, swallowing sharp thorns, ready to choose people at any time.
As for the two exposed bone spurs on the corners of the mouth, needless to say, look at the faint purple on it, you will know that there is strange poison on it. It is this kind of Warcraft that keeps spilling saliva on the ground!
In this impact, Zhang Zixuan obviously wanted to test the power of this kind of warcraft. The long gun was not even wrapped, and he simply relied on his own brute force to fight with the warcraft.
"Peng" sounded, and the long gun successfully poked into the body of the Warcraft. The blood groove on the tip of the gun suddenly drew out the red blood stains in the body of the Warcraft.
Rough skin and thick meat! Zhang Zixuan gave this kind of Warcraft comment. It's not that he exaggerates, because even if he doesn't use it, the super explosive power given to him by the chaotic golden body is not something that ordinary people can surpass. Just now, the long gun pierced the back of Warcraft, and he obviously felt some resistance, which showed the power of this Warcraft.
At this moment, if you want to take back your long gun and make another plan, you will definitely lose the opportunity. The magic of Zhang Zixuan's body poured into the tip of the gun and burst out a black demon.
The monster that was stabbed by Zhang Zixuan was burst by the black demon and dispersed into a mass of blood.
"Friend, you are so awesome!" Zhang Zixuan didn't expect Siddhartha to catch up so quickly. In the face of so many monsters, he could still rush to the front line without changing his face, which is enough to show his courage and fearlessness.
Zhang Zixuan laughed twice, and several experiments he had prepared suddenly disappeared. If it goes on like this, it is easy to be seen by others. Although the aura is sealed by itself again, some aspects are too powerful to be sealed by oneself.
"Haha! Kill it!" Zhang Zixuan laughed at Siddhartha and rushed to the herd of Warcraft at the same time. The tip of their gun kept coming out, and the tip of the gun wrapped in black was as long as it touched a warcraft, and the warcraft would suddenly turn into a rain of blood. To mention the cohesion of abandoning the aura, the lethality of the aura is the strongest of all the auras seen by Zhang Zixuan!
At this time, Zhang Zixuan quietly observed Siddhartha's movements. As a person in the magic world, he is naturally very familiar with this kind of warcraft. Every shot is a wonderful opportunity for those warcrafts to open their mouths and teeth. One shot penetrates into their mouths and penetrates them whole. Then he picked them out of the distance with the tip of the sword.
He doesn't have such a very explosive magic weapon. He has no choice but to use this kind of cavalry's usual tricks to reduce the time to pull out a long gun and minimize the time to have flaws! Of course, this technology looks very simple, but if the force is slightly wrong, or the angle is lacking, otherwise you can't fly these monsters at all, or your wrist will be broken!
In any case, the performance of Zhang Zixuan and Siddhartha was perfect. He broke through all the way and didn't even encounter any obstacles. At this point, even the long-standing black wind rider can't do it so perfectly!
"Wow, I found the treasure!" Dotmo looked at the two brave shadows and shouted excitedly. Of course, there was still a little fluke in my heart. I almost lost the brave general who rushed to the front because of my disappointing younger brother.
As if inspired by these two people, all the first echelon Black Wind Cavalry Reserves began to accelerate. The sound of the gun coming from the tip of the gun came one after another, and a piece of scarlet blood rain and black ganna burst out at the intersection of the two teams. Although they did not grasp the timing of the sprint and did not have a clever and tacit cooperation, they still easily stirred those warcrafts into mud.
However, they are not Zhang Zixuan or Siddhartha. Their cavalry skills are not superb. After the long gun with black pierced into the body of the Warcraft, they could not find a chance to pull it out. He could only stare at the purple monsters, spit out the strong corrosive saliva, and sprayed on the horse's legs.
These black demons immediately screamed and fell to the ground. Now, the Warcrafts can attack those high-ranking cavalry. However, fortunately, these purple monsters are not powerful. The advantage they occupy is nothing more than the large number of beasts and strong impact.
Therefore, in this canyon similar to a triangle, the advantages of a large number cannot be shown at all. In addition, the strong impact was restrained by Zhang Zixuan and Siddhartha, so for a moment of close hand-to-hand combat, these monsters are still not the opponents of the cavalry who can send out black demons.
"Kill!" Dotmo, the leader of the Black Wind Horse in the back, was overjoyed. At first, he thought that he would suffer heavy losses. He prepared these reserves to kill each other with those monsters, and then ordered the real Black Wind Rider of the second echelon to attack. But at present, the reserve team in front is doing quite well. It's just an impact that drags down these Warcrafts.
In this case, there is no need to be cannon fodder!
The black wind elite riding of the second echelon is indeed much more sophisticated than the first echelon. With the neat impact of the triangle, the cavalry raised the long guns in their hands and shouted loudly, and then leaned down to the horse's back to speed up the impact. When he was about to rush to the Warcrafts, he raised his gun and picked up these Warcrafts.
Although the troops are very dense, they still avoid all their brothers, even the cavalry of the reserve team, without any harm.
Of course, the two cavalrymen in the front are the most conspicuous on the whole battlefield. Their black armor and long guns were still bright, without a trace of blood stains. This is obviously abnormal, thinking that a long blood road has been left behind them, as if the road itself is made of blood...
"Awesome!" Siddhartha shouted, "But, Porismon, when are you going back?"
"Go back? How can you go back if you kill so well? Naturally, Zhang Zixuan will not tell the truth, but if he turn around again at this moment, he will undoubtedly be caught by these Warcrafts. Although their strength is not very strong, if thousands of heads go together, they will eventually show some strength. You even have to untie the seal of your body...
The only way to do this is to rush forward all the way, then bypass the canyon, refresh yourself and refresh yourself, and then turn back and rush back.
However, he still has a question in his mind. Although these monsters are numerous, their strength is too weak. If any magician-level figure is stationed here, there is no need to bother to block it at all. Why didn't Dotmo go up, but instead drove his elite troops to attack? Is it just for training? It's completely out of line with common sense!
The answer will be revealed soon.
Zhang Zixuan suddenly felt something strange around him. He and the purple monster around Siddhartha suddenly retreated in a circle. Let them rush forward, such an action seems to be driven by others, but in this way, it saves them a lot of energy anyway. The two merged in one place and rushed forward. Soon, I found a group of black monsters in front of me.
These black monsters look at it from afar, like a black lion, with long mane, a black scales, and scarlet eyes, buried deep in a covered mane. I can only vaguely see two red highlights...
"This is, Domiraga!" Siddhartha reminded loudly. Unlike the purple monsters that are not even qualified for a name, this kind of full-body scale armor, only the head with long hair, lion-shaped warcraft, is close to the strength of the magic general! That is to say, these thousands of Domiraga have the same strength as ordinary black wind elite riders!
Of course, this is only roughly equivalent. After all, people are much smarter than Warcraft. Moreover, Zhang Zixuan and Siddhartha must be better than those black wind riders!
"Roar!" When these Domiraga saw Zhang Zixuan and Siddhartha, they seemed to see raw meat. Their eyes flashed red, looked up and roared, and then rushed to them!
"It seems that we can't hide our private life..." Siddhartha said to Zhang Zixuan with a smile.
"Good boy, how dare you hide from me. To be honest with me, I never know what it means to hide privately!" Zhang Zixuan didn't look back at all. He just gathered his eyes and wanted to find a flaw from these Domiraga.
Domiraga's four hoofs were happy, and his long mane was blown in the wind, finally revealing his fierce cheeks hidden under those mane. Palm-sized red eyes, round black nose, mouth full of flesh and blood fangs, seem to be objects that record meritorious deeds, declaring their ferocity to the world.
Before Domiraga could open his mouth at the front, his forehead was pierced by a long black gun. Such a powerful Warcraft is of course more powerful. After its forehead is pierced, it can actually shake its head and not give Siddhartha the opportunity to fly it.
Siddharto frowned gently, twisted his wrist, and the long gun quickly rotated. Siddhartha raised his palm and hit a slap at the bottom of the long gun. Then, the long gun stirred a handful of meat mud on top of Domiraga's head. Siddhartha drove the black demon horse forward and took the opportunity to catch the black spear that passed through Domiraga's head. Without looking back, he walked forward. The Domiraga behind him fell to the ground.
A series of actions, what Siddhartha did was extremely crisp and neat, without any dragging.
"Brother, you are really impatient!" Zhang Zixuan is still the same. The tip of the gun pierced the top of Domiraga's head and blew up their heads with evil spirit. This is the most rude method, but it is simple and effective!
These so-called Domiraga's powerful monsters are still vulnerable in their hands...
They don't care, but the black devil horse under the seat can't stand it. After all, after such a long period of strong charge, their physical strength has been almost exhausted! Coupled with the high-level Warcraft pressure and attack around them, their injuries are more and more serious. Naturally, the speed is getting slower and slower!
Losing the advantages of speed and impact is like a foot falling into a quagmire. No matter how you pull it out, you can't pull it out. This is the characteristic of cavalry, and the impact is life. In case they lose their lives, there will be endless hell waiting for them.
The surrounding Domiraga swarmed and surrounded Zhang Zixuan and Siddhartha. Siddhartha's long gun flew up and down, and the dance was airtight. However, these Domiraga Warcrafts are more fierce. They would rather be stabbed by a long gun than sacrifice all their strength to bite the black fire demon horse under his seat.
The sharp fangs blurred the flesh and blood of the black fire demon horse, and the white bones were bit out.
"Yi..." The black flame magic horse was not an ordinary war horse. It was injured all over its body, and a hot magic flame suddenly burst out all over its body. The bone armor of the whole body was exposed and hung on the body, and the injury was completely healed under the package of flames. A handsome armored horse stood up again.
The black fire demon horse has such benefits that even if it dies, it can continue to stand up again. The outbreak of black inflammation shows that they are running out of time. The only advantage is that after the black demon horse changes its shape, its ability will also increase by several levels at once.
"Brother, what's wrong with your magic horse?" Zhang Zixuan asked loudly. Of course, he noticed the change of the magic horse, because he had more explosive power than the ordinary magic spirit. Therefore, although he was trapped for a while, it was rare for his magic horse to suffer any major damage.
Even so, the black demon horse under his seat is still bathed in blood.
"Go back with me!" Siddhartha gritted his teeth and said. A cavalryman, when he is most lonely, is not the end of the hero, but can't protect the horses under the seat. This black demon horse burns not only with magic, but also with its own vitality. Such a flame can naturally burn the vitality of the warcraft beside it.
For a while, the surrounding monsters immediately left a way for Siddhartha's black flame demon horse. Siddhartha knew that it should not be too late. He summoned Zhang Zixuan, and the two rushed back at the same time.
"Brother, I'm sorry! It was on a whim that I didn't expect to kill here. Zhang Zixuan said in a slightly sorry tone. To be honest, he really made a red eye just now. After all, he is now going through three disasters, and a little carelessness may lead to the rise of internal fire. Especially in this bloody environment...
"Kill!" Zhang Zixuan and Siddhartha rushed forward desperately again, this time faster. Because no warcraft around dares to approach them. The black magic flame ignited by the black fire demon horse with the last life is not so easy to extinguish! If your life is not destroyed and the magic is endless, it is impossible to do anything.
Unexpectedly, when they were rushing, a huge monster suddenly emerged from the ground on the land in front of them. The monster is like a small hill, with almost no shape. Its huge mouth suddenly opens, revealing the dark green tongue inside, which is extremely fishy...