Chapter 158: Open Conspiracy and Conspiracy

The battle began to heat up. The combat style of the army led by Barbosa was like him, sharp and fierce, like a lion out of the cage, pounced fiercely on the Marfiel Valley defended by Rising Town. Barbosa also divided his troops into two groups, with a total of 3,000 troops divided into two armies, pounced on the Marfiel Valley and the Ralder River respectively. The troops attacking the Marfiel Valley were led by Barbosa himself, with a total of 1,500 people. The troops attacking the Riverfield were led by Korensir, an eleventh-level strongman in the Southern Military Region, with a total of 1,000 people. For Rising Town, which only has more than 700 abilities, such troops have an absolute overwhelming advantage.

The two sides entered a cruel battle from the beginning, without temptation or reconnaissance. The fierce artillery fire and the sky blocked the poor sunlight, making people breathless. Barbosa obviously wanted to give Rise Town unexpectedly and, without a moment, the main station tanks roared towards the Marfiel Valley, followed by dense armed soldiers, leaving only a company of hundreds as a reserve.

The psychics of Rising Town were well prepared before the war. They understood that the enemy would not give them any chance to breathe. Within one minute, all the psychics entered their predetermined position. The next moment, a cannon on the cliff suddenly roared and spit out long tongues of flames towards the main battle tank running wildly in the distance.

The Southern Military Region has the advantage in terms of military strength and weapons, while Rising Town takes the initiative in the terrain. This battle is destined to be an arduous battle. It is not only the forces and weapons and equipment of both sides, but also the willpower of the troops of both sides. Whoever can persevere to the end of this battle will be the real winner.

The deafening roar, fighting sounds and artillery fire in the sky can always make people ignore the passage of time, and an hour passes in a flash. Within this hour, the battle never stopped, and the soldiers on both sides were completely trapped in a crazy battle. One side attacked and the other side defended. The soldiers of the Southern Military Region wanted to break through the Marfiel Valley, while the psychics of Rising Town wanted to stop the enemy from advancing every step.

The earth had turned into charred black, and the traces of shell explosion left deep pits on the ground. More than a dozen main battle tanks belonging to the Southern Military Region had turned into a ball of twisted scrap iron, emitting thick black smoke, and were overturned on the ground. The shells shot from somewhere were bombarded in this area. The huge air waves immediately lifted the scrapped main battle tank, and the driver who had already turned into a ball of coke rolled out of the damaged roof.

This is a small epitome of this battle, with death and destruction appearing in every corner of the battlefield.

In front of the abandoned tanks, dozens of main battle tanks were still roaring, and their high muzzles kept firing deadly shells, bombarding the cliffs. One by one, whistling shells swirled in anger, landed on the cliffs, and suddenly exploded violently. Then the screams and shouts of the Rising Town Supernatural Persons were heard.

On the cliff, the positions of Rising Town were also in a mess at this time. The number of enemy's main battle tanks far exceeded that of Rising Town. Fierce artillery fire came from the group of main battle tanks under the cliff and fell densely into the positions of Rising Town. There were bursts of roaring explosions, and brilliant mushroom clouds slowly rose up, harvesting fresh life.

The psychics of Rising Town avoided the enemy's artillery fire and fired under the cliff, but they still could not stop the enemy from advancing. Compared with the Southern Military Region, Rising Town's strength was still a little weaker. However, this was just the beginning of the war, and the high-level psychics on both sides had basically not been dispatched. In this era, a group of high-level psychics were enough to determine the final victory of the battle.

Li Feng stood quietly at the highest point of the cliff, without any intention of joining the battle. Behind him, Angelina and Long Yan also watched the soldiers on both sides fighting expressionlessly. In this era of personal heroism, a hundred low-level psychics may be unable to resist a high-level psychic like Li Feng, and decided that the final victory of the war would belong to the high-level psychics. And those who control these main battle tanks and field artillery are only some low-level psychics. Because of their lack of talent, they are destined to become vassals of the strong and destined to become consumables in this battle. Only when the number of low-level psychics is enough can they threaten the high-level psychics.

Barbosa did not move either. If there were no Li Feng and other high-level psychics on the opposite side, he could lead his troops to easily destroy the defense line of Rising Town. However, due to Li Feng's existence, he could only wait. His intention this time was obvious. He used powerful troops to defeat the troops of Rising Town, and then used the remaining troops to attack Li Feng and the strong men around him, consuming their lives and endurance. If he could kill all powerful men like Angelina and Ling around Li Feng, it would be the best. With too many ants, he could bite the elephant to death.

When Li Feng is left alone on the other side, it is the moment when Barbosa attacks. Barbosa knows that Li Feng also understands that it depends on whether the army of Rising Town can defend this valley to prevent Barbosa's ants from getting close to Li Feng's lone wolf. Once the troops of Rising Town are defeated, Li Feng will face the enemy's fierce artillery fire and endless attacks with his high-level powerful men. When they are exhausted, Barbosa will appear in person. After the proud lion has been defeated by the lone wolf repeatedly, he has to use some tricks. This is a conspiracy that both sides know, and there is still a decisive factor in the war, a conspiracy.

Far away in the Rising Town, it is in a peaceful and tranquility at this moment. All the abilities above level three have joined the battle in the Marfiel Valley, and the remaining are only some low-level abilities less than level three. At this time, there is a silent battle, and a conspiracy is quietly unfolding.

With a "bang", the door was opened heavily. Marbury walked into his experimental center drunk as usual, wearing dirty work clothes, and it was hard to tell that it was a white coat. He shook his huge head, held a wine that was about to be drunk in his left hand, muttering vaguely in his mouth: "Maria, Maria, I have drunk all my wine!"

He shouted a few times, but no one answered him. He stumbled open another door and was stunned. He saw two people. Kidd, who was supposed to appear on the front line of the Marfiel Valley, appeared in his laboratory and looked at him with a smile. Behind him was a strange man with a friendly smile on his face. What attracted Marbury the most was that the strange man was holding a bottle of his favorite oriental liquor in his hand.
Chapter completed!