The flag plaque saw Wang Foer slow down and sneered. With his empty hands, he pulled a green qi arrow and formed between his fingers. Although he failed to reach the fifth level of cultivation, he condensed the magic weapon and blade, and he still had some means to hurt the enemy dozens of steps.

Wang Fo'er had made up his mind and immediately turned over and grabbed the thunder beast, just avoiding the pirate arrow from the flag plaque.

"A good character, just luck! It's really a bit unlucky." Wang Foer was in a cold sweat. He was not slow and immediately shook his hands and feet, and released five hundred corpse soldiers. These five hundred corpse soldiers were collected by General Li Yang. The quality was not bad. There were few defective products with missing arms and legs. Most of them were even fully equipped with armor and excellent weapons.

The flagpai failed to fight the Qi arrow and felt extremely angry. When he saw Wang Fo'er release the corpse soldiers, he snorted coldly, and shook the talisman on his waist, which also released five hundred corpse soldiers.

"kill!"

At this point, Wang Foer gritted his teeth and had to hold on. There was almost no way ahead, and he had to fight if he didn't fight.

The talisman used by the flag plaque is higher than that of Wang Foer. The corpse soldiers collected are not collected randomly on the battlefield, but are enhanced types secretly cultivated in the East China Sea Prime Minister's Mansion. Not only are each corpse soldier extremely strong, but the weapons used are also used by regular officers and soldiers. The sensitivity is not comparable to ordinary corpse soldiers. Under the secret refining, the intelligence of corpse soldiers is also better than that of ordinary corpse soldiers.

However, when the corpse soldiers commanded by both sides fought fiercely and called the flag general, they were surprised that Wang Foer had good command and exquisite tactics, and the ordinary corpse soldiers he used actually had a great advantage.

Wang Foer secretly breathed a sigh of relief by continuously placing the formations and mobilizing his subordinates' cannon fodder. Although he was not a top expert in playing real-time strategy games, he still had the strength to sweep ten or eight Internet cafes. This kind of battle is similar to that in the game. As long as a suitable formation is formed, most of the opponent's corpse soldiers are squeezed into one place by their own small corpse soldiers, the rest can be slaughtered by the advantage of local forces.

The flag general's command is far inferior to that of martial arts. When he hurriedly remembered that he killed Wang Fo'er first, these corpses were naturally without a head, but it was already a little late.

In just one stick of incense, Wang Fo'er had already commanded his corpse soldiers to kill 178 flag-plaque generals, but he lost only more than twenty of them. He completely reversed the situation of the battle.

"The so-called "Getting the Tao has many helps, but losing the Tao has few helps. What you do is angry with heaven and people are resentful, and you are already at the end of your journey, with beautiful mountains and rivers, and high clouds... You haven't even stepped off your horse and surrendered!"

He used his light body skills to break into the melee battlefield between the two corpse soldiers and swept away several corpse soldiers who were blocking the road. He was about to rush to the flag general in front of Wang Foer. The boy pointed at his nose and shouted a few nonsense. Another torn pain came from his butt. As the seven orifices of true energy smoked and swords and shields danced together, he killed more than ten corpse soldiers under Wang Foer in an instant and rushed to him.

After observing for a long time, Wang Foer, the flag-plaque general, had already planned a tactic of war, and he had one hand and attacked the enemy's head with one stroke.

He had already been transferred back to his side, and the twenty strongest corpse soldiers suddenly rushed forward, and with swords and guns, they rushed out fiercely. These twenty corpse soldiers were the strongest among his 500 cannon fodders, with various brilliance faintly appearing on their bodies, and they were all outstanding warriors during their lifetime. The corpse soldiers had no mind, and with a resentment, fighting was a life-threatening way.

The flag plaque was injured again and his movements were not very flexible. He was dragged by Wang Foer's tactic and surrounded the spot, and the battle was fierce.

"As long as you drag it for a while, the corpse soldiers under the unlucky ghost will lose most of them, and the forces on both sides will be close to a ratio of 2 to 1. I don't believe it, the cannon fodder tactics cannot kill this bastard."

Half of his mind was in command of the corpse soldiers under his command. Wang Foer did not notice the vicious look on the face of the flag-plaque general. After giving up command, the flag-plaque general's corpse soldiers fell down faster. Most of his corpse soldiers were crowded in a pile and could not join the battle. A small number of those who joined the battle were surrounded by three or four corpse soldiers. The damaged corpse soldiers on Wang Foer were only one-fifth of the opponent.

"Little devil! You'll go to hell today!"

During the fierce battle, the flag plaque general cut off a corpse soldier, and the iron shield broke Wang Foer's black ice sword ring. He shouted suddenly, and his whole body emitted a green light. The sword in his hand shot out a three-foot-long green sword light, jumped into the air, and swung out a fierce sword rainbow with the posture of cutting Huashan Mountain.

He was already desperate and desperate to use his strongest move to cut off Wang Foer's head.

"The survival rate of taking this move is less than one percent. If you don't take this move, the success rate of running away is about five percent... I can't help but fight back!" Wang Foer's hand appeared with a pair of bows and arrows, which were his relics from Mu Yuanzhi. Recently, after asking for a teacher, he has practiced archery hard for several days, but he was originally for hunting.

Now he was just enough to use the flag, and he jumped into the air was the best target.

Wang Foer made four long arrows, and the bowstrings were shaking continuously, and he used a continuous bead arrow when he came up.

"Little jj, little jj, I'll shoot you little jj."

If these four arrows were taken elsewhere, the flag-plaque would intend to face the heart, use the protective energy to get a hit, and even kill the boy. But when the four arrows were tailed, they came straight to the crotch.

However, the flag general had to wave his shield to support the four arrows. His momentum suddenly became a little weaker, no longer as brave as he had just moved forward.

He put away the bow and arrow with a smile. Wang Fo'er changed the flame beast gun in his hand, stepped on the back of the wind and thunder beast's horse, jumped into the air, and shook the spear and attacked in a brave and incompetent manner.

One side was full of momentum, but the other side was so angry that it was restless and the butt was burning with a burning amount of meat. The guns, swords and shields were attacked, and a loud bang was actually a draw without distinction.

A little fell to the ground, and Wang Foer could not help but whistle loudly. When he arrived in this world, he was either disappointed or depressed. He thought about when he could have the power to protect himself every day and night. He was worried, afraid that he would be pinched to death by some strong man.

The shot just now made him vent all the anger in his chest.
Chapter completed!