Chapter 7 The Danger of Style Rida's Extermination
Chapter 7, the danger of the extermination of the style
There are 3,000 wind wolf cavalry in Pingmoyuan, which are very fierce. These wind wolves are all human-level ninth-level, or prefecture-level first-level wind monsters. Thousands of wind blades are shot, such as billionaire hummingbirds, sharp blue light blades, flying over, and a large number of soldiers in the front of the style Rida are injured!
In a hurry to fight, half of the soldiers in style did not even have mounts, and there was no time to go to the stables at all. The chief and more than 400 ground-level soldiers with silver weapons immediately pushed to the front and stopped the next round of wind blades!
More than 3,000 soldiers who came behind were fully equipped and carried bows and arrows. 3,000 bone arrows were carried in the air and shot in one round. In this fiery night, the bone-white arrows reflected the firelight, like 3,000 fire lines, and plunged into the coalition!
The reflected bone arrows also hurt many coalition soldiers and aroused the ferocity of the coalition. At the same time, tens of thousands of people raised arrows to reply, and 'Puff' fell down to the ground, making Style Rida suffer a more serious blow!
The mountain godbu rode monsters such as war bears and war tigers, waved huge mace and heavy spears, rushed forward fiercely, and collided with Style Rida! The soldiers in the front row were hit by shields and thrown away!
The mountain god department has a small mountain that is hundreds of miles long - the mountain sacred mountain. Most of the monsters on the mountain are fed by the mountain god department, mainly war bears and war tigers. There are nearly 10,000 monsters that can fight. This time, in order to kill the style of Rida, the monsters come out!
A combination of the war bear's palms can make the war horse bleed seven holes, the tiger roars, and a leap can tear the weak warriors to split his limbs!
A warrior was raised high by a heavy spear. The warrior hit hard and let the heavy spear penetrate his body. The big knife in his hand stabbed the person holding the spear. The knife body was inserted into the other party's chest and died together!
The wolf's tooth stick came, and a warrior was smashed into a fog and flew down. Another soldier took the opportunity to cut off the palm of the stickman. The mountain god warrior broke a palm and howled in pain. The bear under him rushed straight one by one, threw the broken palm enemy to the ground, and the bear's mouth wide open, "Ah!!!" Divide the body into pieces!
The two hammers of the mad god are fighting against two thick mace. The chief has fought with the two sacrifices of the mountain god department. I can't imagine that the sacrifice is so old that there is an extremely horrible power!
These two mountain god sacrifices are not heavenly strong men, but the mountain god's secret art - mountain god possession can bring powerful power, making the old body full and expand, and the body surface shines with green strange brilliance!
Gangjin separated from the body, and two golden hammers waved out. With the momentum of breaking gold and stone, they hit the two sacrifices. The sacrifices laughed. The fangs flashed green, and the hammer rods intersected. Three colors rendered. The sacrifice only took a step back and defeated the golden hammer. The two of them fought together and fought comparable to the second-level strength of the chief!
Fenglong in the east commanded nearly 10,000 soldiers and resisted 30,000 fierce mountain god warriors. Even some people who were not soldiers but could still carry weapons rushed up to support them. They were shouted back by Fenglong and went to the south to protect the old and young people and break out from the Nanling Mountains!
More than 30,000 ethnic groups and 5,000 soldiers have gone to the Nanling Mountains under the command of Longtiandu, but Longtiandu himself led the last 1,000 soldiers to support to the east!
He knew that he would be called back by the chief if he went north, but he couldn't just leave like this. His heart didn't allow it, and his hatred didn't allow it!
Thousands of monsters in the style of Rida were also taken by their respective masters and joined the fight!
Nearly 10,000 old and young people who have time to evacuate in the future have been killed, and the soldiers of Style Rida have also lost nearly 6,000. Together, there are less than 20,000 soldiers in the northeast!
Fortunately, Xiaowanzi and Mo Fei have successfully broke through the siege, and the clans have also entered the Nanling Mountains. The current task of the style Rida warriors is to stop the enemy coalition as much as possible and persist for a longer time!
Fenglong held a big knife and cut off a patted bear's paw. Fenglong's eighth-level strength has been killed, no more than 30 allied soldiers and several monsters!
Although these monsters, war bears and tigers are only raised by the mountain god department and are far less powerful than the authentic monsters in the mountains, they all have the strength of the first level!
Fengyang's knife method is Fenglong's personal transmission. There is not too much beauty, just simple chopping, cutting, chopping, flirting and other moves. However, as the first hunter, Fenglong uses this simple knife method to kill countless monsters in the Nanling Mountains. Each knife is aimed at the weakness of the other party, simple, tricky and effective!
Finally, a mountain god sacrificed against Fenglong. The same mountain god possessed him. The fang stick fell down, Fenglong picked up with a big knife and stepped back two steps. 'This old guy is so powerful!'
The step of retreating stepped forward again, the big knife cut straight, and the mace came to meet. Fenglong turned his feet and turned around and took a step forward. The big knife that cut straight suddenly stopped and turned to turn around and cut, straight to the sacrificial shoulder!
The sacrifice of the mountain god was shocked. This style of playing is completely dangerous to win, in exchange for injury! I didn't have time to avoid this knife. I sacrificed and shouted, and the green light of my whole body surged up on my shoulders and became strong armor. Unexpectedly, it had the absolute defense effect of heavenly strength!
'Dang!'' Bang!' The knife cut the shoulder armor, hit the back and chest with a stick, and the two retreated together. Feng Lun said, "Wow!" With a sound, spit out a mouthful of blood!
After all, the possession of the mountain god is not heavenly strength. The power of knife cutting is introduced, and the sacrifice is not easy. His shoulders are painful, and his heart is stuffy. "Ah!" With a loud shout, he waved his stick and smashed it into the wind. The green light was like a crazy green-haired zombie in this fiery night!
After more than a dozen moves, the windy tiger's mouth was cracked and the knife was stained with blood, but he still held the big knife tightly and took down the mountain god sacrifice and smashed it one after another!
Xiaowanzi and Mo Fei, with the six soldiers killed together, all had incomparable hatred on their faces, and one fallen clan after another echoed in their minds. In order to allow them to break out and report the news, the sacrificed soldiers did not go down*!
8 people roared and ran to Mississippi, but it would take nearly 4 hours to get there. Maybe when they came back again, Style Rida would have become a corpse!
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When dawn came, the sky became clear, and many houses stopped burning, because they had been burned to ashes. The soldiers of Style Rida fell one by one, with huge casualties, great disparity of troops, and hurriedly responding to the battle. The chief and Fenglong could only lead the team to fight and retreat!
Finally, the soldiers on both sides of the northeast were forced to retreat to the southwest corner. After the remnants joined together, there were still more than 6,000 soldiers left. Nearly 20,000 soldiers had been killed, and 60,000 coalition troops lost 5,000 people!
If you are not attacked and fight in a hurry, if the style Rida 30,000 soldiers can be equipped, if Feng Yang is also in the tribe, even if the other party has 100,000 people, Style Rida can tear off a large piece of their meat and make them pay a painful price!
It's a pity that there is no if, but Feng Yang is not here!
Although the two coalition forces lost 5,000 people, there were still 58,000, surrounding the style of 6,000 remnants, but they were not in a hurry to take action!
A mountain god sacrificed to the elder and said to Mei Baiyang beside him, "Chief Meida, the old and young people of Style Rida, have escaped from the Nanling Mountains, but their speed can't escape from Sirida for a day!"
"It's a scourge to release them after all. Chief Mei sent 5,000 people and 10,000 people to hunt them down with our department. Be sure to leave them in the mountains. Tut~~ It's good to add meals to the monsters in the Nanling Mountains!"
Hearing the words of the sacrifice of the mountain god, Fenglong and the chief were furious and shouted, "There are 30,000 soldiers in style, and the rest are here. Although you come up, don't you even let go of the old, weak, women and children?"
The mountain god sacrifice replied, "Hahahaha! 30,000 soldiers? How did I find thousands less? Now it is old and young. In more than ten years, it will be strong and young. In more than ten years, it will be another powerful style. Do you think we will let it go?
The mountain god sacrifice turned around and asked Mei Baiyang, "Chief Mei, have you made a decision? You won't let the mountain god department chase and kill alone, will you? In this case, 30% of the trophies are not easy to share!"
Mei Baiyang has been thinking about it. He, who is sinister and cunning, has long thought that the mountain god department is likely to turn around and eat them one by one, but for 30% of the trophies, in order not to leave any future trouble, he finally decided to send 4,000 soldiers and 1,000 wind wolf cavalry to hunt down the old and young people of Rida!
The style of 6,000 soldiers can't help watching the other party divide 15,000 troops and chase them to the Nanling Mountains. Their task has been completed. The rest depends on whether Fengyang can borrow troops from Xilida and pick up the people in the Nanling Mountains in time!
Fenglong has been injured all over, and the chief is not much better. The golden strength on his body is so thin that he has no defense ability, and the remaining 6,000 soldiers are injured by everyone!
In this case, it is impossible to bring enough damage to the other party. Fenglong nodded to the chief and made up his mind!
The words of the mountain god sacrifice came again, "Hahahaha, Chief Longda, I really didn't expect Style Rida and a strong man like you. It's really a pity. Although I love talent and want to bring you down, I can't raise tigers as trouble. You'd better stay all!"
"However, if you can hand over the boy named Feng Yang and the gold weapon in his hand, I can save your son's life!" The mountain god sacrifice refers to Longtiandu beside the chief!
The chief laughed and said, "Don't say that Fengyang is not here, but it is impossible to give it to you. There is no warrior who is afraid of death in my style!"
"And Fengyang will be your nightmare. You haven't got the news yet. Fengyang has become the son-in-law of Sirida. Maybe now, he has led the army of Sirida to kill. In the future, you can wait for Fengyang's revenge! Hahahaha!"