Chapter 687: Religious Court and Heresy Court

At about 16:00 Beijing time, the alliance army officially launched a final offensive towards Chinatown!

At the beginning of the battle, the double-handed battle was difficult to solve.

The defense team in Chinatown is crazy!

The Alliance Legion's siege legion was also crazy!

Under the scorching sun, the hundreds of miles of the Man-Eater Lake floated up half an hour after the fight. The bottomless man-Eater Lake and the Ogre fish kept eroding the melee and siege troops that entered the Man-Eater Lake regardless of their life or death.

"Fight!" Zhang Mu gave the order, and a hundred flowers bloomed!

The archer legion and the million-dollar arrow towers and the turrets that come with the city wall open fire at the same time! Arrows, shells, light columns, and magic balls of varying sizes continue to fall on the soldiers of the Alliance Legion. Each time they scatter, hundreds of thousands of siege troops will be killed.

As the defensive side, Chinatown has an absolute advantage in geographical advantages, as if at this moment it turned into an extremely ferocious giant beast, constantly devouring any enemy who dared to approach it!

As the siege, although the Alliance Legion suffered heavy losses, its fighting spirit was not reduced at all. They were indomitable and rushed forward without fear of death on their partners' bodies.

If one team of troops is killed, another team of troops will be replenished soon, and both sides will be red in their eyes! The intensity of the strangulation made the audiences next to the TV tremble in fear.

This is definitely not as simple as a simple online game guild battle! No online game guild battle can be fought to such a crazy level!

The soldiers of the Alliance Legion fell, with the number of them getting smaller and smaller, but their fighting spirits getting higher and higher. In their opinion, victory is not far from them.

As time goes by, the thick walls of Chinatown began to be damaged to varying degrees. Many turrets and arrow towers have been smashed into pieces by attacking troops, and their weapons have lost their attack ability.

Black dragons, angels, demons and other high-level troops that are not affected by the city wall flew into the city like lifelessly, fighting with the warriors in Chinatown, both sides did not give in!

At about 19:00 Beijing time, the archer legion in Chinatown was almost wiped out. Under Zhang Mu's command, players began to use various melee forces, and boss arms were used to drive away the alliance army that poured in from gaps in the city wall.

After 3 hours of fierce battle, the battlefield finally moved from the Cannibal Lake to the city.

If you win if you capture the city wall, then in the last hour, the Alliance Army won at least 10 times! But every time the soldiers of Chinatown did not wait for them to gain a foothold, and they would join forces to build them back into the lake.

It is near dusk, and endless darkness is coming-

It seemed as if the endless battle came to an end temporarily before the sun set. Chinatown took the cannibal lake and the city wall as a support to completely eliminate 1.7 million alliance players and nearly 60 million troops.

From this data alone, you can imagine what a tragic scene is on the wall of China City at this moment. More than 100 million corpses were exposed to the wilderness-

One general succeeds and thousands of bones are woven!

I don’t know how many elite players died in this game, and both Chinatown and the Alliance Legion suffered unbearable huge losses.

But even so, the battle is not over yet.

"How many brothers do we have?"

Zhang Mu asked the emperor and the commander of the general legion with a hoarse voice.

"It's less than 800,000." The emperor sighed.

"Not less than 800,000?" Zhang Mu pressed his temple hard, and the expression on his face was very painful.

In just two days, millions of Chinese brothers died less than 800,000! The gap between the two sides was too big. Although he was mentally prepared, he still seemed a little sad.

Just when Zhang Mu was at a loss, the black "Religious Court" and "Heavenly Inquisition" two million troops began to march towards Chinatown after the Alliance Legion was completely destroyed - these two armies are the biggest aces in the "Great Plan"! Their queues are neat and the pace is steady. When a discerning person sees it, he suddenly feels that the average combat power of these players is definitely more than that of those miscellaneous guild alliances!

"Can we win?" More than one player asked Zhang Mu such an inquiry.

"Persevere until the end. Even if you lose, you will lose beautifully and brilliantly." This is the last answer given by Zhang Mu.

To be fair, Zhang Mu does not think he can beat the last two well-trained siege troops, but he doesn't want to give up like this, he has to make the final struggle!

"Even if you can't beat you, you still have to tear off a layer of your skin! Want to destroy Chinatown? Yes! But you will definitely pay a heavy price!" Zhang Mu thought viciously.

"Will any miracle happen? For example, using 800,000 troops to win 2 million troops..." Mythical sad eyes looked farther away, and the black dots on the horizon gathered more and more.

Upon hearing this, I chuckled and said, "There is no miracle in war, we are afraid we will lose here."

"After all, I have killed several times the enemy, and even if I lose, it's worth it." A Mu shrugged his shoulders indifferently.

Zhang Mu smiled bitterly and said, "I just feel sorry for the Brothers Guild who reinforced Chinatown."

"Haha! Victory and defeat are common in military affairs, don't take it to heart." The bosses of the Brothers Guild said with a smile. None of them expected that the Yakira would have a hand in the end.

"Brother, what are you saying? It's not the end yet!"

"Yes, yes! It's not the end yet!" Zhang Mu nodded and cheered up his spirits: "Brothers! Get ready for the final battle! Live and die with Chinatown!"

"Yes! Live and die with Chinatown!"

"It feels great to destroy your opponent in the simplest way." John hugged his arms and said with a smile: "Any fortifications, any conspiracy, will appear extremely fragile in the face of absolute power. Let me listen carefully! I will only give you 3 hours to kill all the remaining parties in Chinatown!"

"3 hours? It's not enough." A senior manager shook his head and said, "One hour is enough to deal with the defeated teams in Chinatown."

Neil also smiled, but he spoke more steadily than John and the senior manager. "Don't underestimate Chinatown too much... There are at least 700,000 people fighting in Chinatown! Be careful not to capsize in the gutter."

John snorted and said, "Neil, you are good at everything, you are too cautious. The winning Libra has obviously fallen completely on our side... What else can you worry about?"

Neil laughed again: "Don't be afraid of ten thousand, just be afraid of it. It's no harm to be cautious. Don't laugh too early before you complete victory..."
Chapter completed!