Chapter 274 Joining the War (3)

In the hideous fire, the Pabs tribe rushed towards the more than one hundred god-beatens like a tide. They shouted the names of their ancestors, raised the sword in their hands, and slashed at the enemy in front of them. The psychics of Russell quickly came back from the initial panic, with a mocking look on their faces, mocking the humans in front of them overestimating their abilities. A mere hundred people wanted to attack the Pabs tribe with 300 powerful warriors? What's more, the lower humans had no room for resistance in front of the warriors of the Pabs tribe, otherwise the psychics of Haohu Town would not retreat to the inner city with seven hundred soldiers. The psychics of Russell were like wolves on the grassland, while the humans were the trembling and weak sheep.

Unfortunately, they were wrong. Not all human beings were so weak. They met the most powerful enemy since the invasion.

Aimeng sang an ancient spell loudly, awkward and powerful. Under his control, the flames in the sky turned into life, falling from the sky as if they were alive, and roared towards the soldiers of the Pabhus tribe. The fiery flames were thousands of degrees tall, and they immediately burned the dozen Pabhus tribe soldiers who rushed to the front to ashes, not even a little residue left.

The flames did not make the soldiers of the Pabhus tribe retreat, and the death of their companions aroused their anger even more. A tenth-level officer led five soldiers to rush past Aimun's flames first. The long sword in his hand rolled in, splitting the flames and suddenly slashed towards Aimun's head.

"Get out!"

A sudden angrily shout came from behind Ai Meng. A tall black man rushed out like a furious orangutan. With a loud shout, he suddenly turned into a ten-meter-high orangutan. His huge pupils flashed with dazzling golden light, and his body was covered with long black hair. Every time he took a huge step, his feet were in a deep pit left on the ground. He was carrying a huge iron stick ten meters long on his shoulder.

"Huh~~!"

The iron rod swept across, making a violent explosion. The tenth-level officer and the soldiers behind him could not dodge. They immediately screamed and flew out, and were smashed into a ball of meat paste.

"This... what kind of monster is this?!" Burros Abel, who was standing on the second floor, suddenly widened his eyes, and a chill burst out in his heart. The flames in the sky, the long-haired chimpanzee, is this the human he knew? The flames seemed to be alive, and under the control of the man in red, they sometimes rolled up rage, sometimes swept across, swallowing soldiers mercilessly. Soldiers below the tenth level could not withstand the temperature of the flames. They were either burned to ashes or became charred corpses. Humans... When can humans control the flames so exquisitely?!

Look at the black-haired orangutan, resisting a huge iron rod, like a devil coming, invincible in the battle formation composed of tribal warriors. There is no one with him below the tenth level. From the speed of the iron rod, we can tell how huge the power it exploded. Even Bellos Abel himself was not sure that he could defeat this black monster.

The next moment, a shocking shout of killing suddenly broke out in the Shenzi Camp, and a hundred god-blessed people attacked the enemy at the same time. They did not attack in a mess, but formed a close echelon. The martial gods condensed their energy armor and rushed to the front of the Shenzi Camp, as the strongest flesh shield, and fought with the enemy in close combat.

Behind them, wild beasts kept roaring, revealing hideous figures in the darkness ignited by the fire. The phantom beast turned into a powerful mutant beast. The beast master took his own battle pet to attack the enemy from both sides, preventing the enemy from encircling, and trying to cut the enemy in half.

The controllers control the rock giants, storms, water elements and flames all over the sky followed closely behind the God-Blessed Ones. There are powerful God-Blessed Ones blocking the enemy in front of them. They can use their outstanding talents to cause huge damage to the enemy without worrying about the enemy fighting them in close combat. This large-scale attack is even more harmful than the damage caused by the God-Blessed Ones. Often several fire dragons roared by, leaving only ashes on a charred corpse.

A series of powerful cold arrows shot out from all around the battle formation. The lurkers and headhunters are good at controlling bows and arrows and flying knives, and are good at assassination. The power of the bows and arrows emitted is absolutely no less than that of laser sniper rifles. Almost every arrow can take away the life of an enemy. They are like ghosts in the dark, finding the right time to give the enemy the most deadly blow.

The healers stood at the end, chanting ancient spells. As the spell sounded, holy white lights fell from the sky and enveloped the injured warriors. Under the healing of the light, the wounds cut by the enemy could miraculously heal in just a few seconds, and the injured warriors could pounce on the enemy in front of them alive.

Although the battle formation formed by the God-Blessed Ones has nothing strange or changed, it seems to be relatively rigid. However, relying on the cooperation of multiple troops and their powerful combat power, it is an unforgettable nightmare for the enemy.

The defenders in Haohu City also heard the earth-shaking shouts outside the city, and they poked their heads out, staring at the fierce battle outside the city in a daze, almost unable to believe their eyes. The war burned the entire sky, and clearly showed everything on the battlefield. The Russell Continental psychics who had killed them step by step and used their companions as rations, but suffered heavy casualties in front of the sudden appearance of the troops. The soldiers under Burrows Abel had never encountered such a powerful enemy since invading the earth, and had no mental preparation at all, and were immediately caught off guard. In an instant, the first echelon of five thirteenth-level divine blessers pierced the thirty-dozen enemies in front, like a sharp sharp knife stabbing into the enemy's heart.

The phantom beast behind followed closely, with a huge body and terrifying combat power swept across the board. The phantom beast belonged to the second type of divine blessing, not as powerful as the martial god, but more than twenty phantom beasts formed a battle group, and the power was still very huge, crushing the enemy's battle formation.

The soldiers in the front row of the enemy ran away in an instant, crying and fleeing backwards, allowing the middle-level officer to shout and shout, without any use. "Go forward! Go forward! Kill over! Go back and kill without mercy!" A middle-level officer held a hideous spear and roared and pierced a tribal soldier who was asking for him on the face with one shot. The blood of the tribe dyed his armor red. Blood still played a certain role. Retreat is death, and moving forward is death. It is better to fight the enemy to the death.

The middle-level officer was about to say something to motivate the soldiers who were scared by the killing. Suddenly, a sharp bow and arrow appeared from the darkness, flashing a ferocious cold light, passing through the middle-level officer's throat, splattering a large piece of blood mist. The middle-level officer suddenly widened his eyes, let out a dying scream, covered the bleeding wound, and fell down.

The tasks of the headhunter and the lurker are very clear. Killing the enemy's officers will cause as great chaos as possible. Without leadership and command, no matter how powerful the soldiers gather together, they will only be a scattered sand, and cannot exert 50% of their usual combat effectiveness. The Pabhus tribe faced such a situation. Before going to war, Turner had already sent information about the tribe to Li Feng's desk, clearly writing out the characteristics of the tribe officers, at least twelve levels, with flame stripes on their cheeks, ordinary soldiers holding long swords, and officers usually use long spears. These situations help the headhunter and lurker quickly identify the enemy's officers in the chaos, ready to go, and kill with one blow.

Under the fierce offensive of the Shenzi Battalion, waves of soldiers and officers of the Pabs tribe rushed up and retreated again and again, with an incredible and terrifying look on their faces. They really didn't understand how humans had such a powerful strength. A mere hundred people actually made the warriors of the Pabs tribe unable to raise their heads, and they suffered heavy casualties. Where did such a terrifying army come from?

Richard knew where this army came from. Except for Rise Town, no force in this area could have such a powerful army. Other large forces either retreated in positions under the attack of Russell's psychics, or hugged in a castle, trying to preserve their strength. Looking at the army under the city wall that defeated Russell's psychics psychics tremble, he could hardly believe his eyes. Rise Town had reached this point. One hundred people were pressing against a tribe with three hundred powerful warriors, and this tribe, just a few hours ago, these three hundred tribes almost broke the inner city formed by Haohu Lake.

How powerful is Rising Town?

Richard laughed at himself with a mocking smile, mocking his stupidity. He always thought that even if his power was not as good as Rise, it was at least not far inferior. Even if Rise Town wanted to break Haohu Town, it would have to pay a huge price. Now, I think about it, how ridiculous he is. Rise Town is not that he cannot defeat Haohu Town, but that Rise Town mayor Li Feng and deputy mayor Angelina looked down on Haohu Town at all.

He also heard that Rioqi Town and the Northern Military Region united to attack the Southern Military Region and used their weak forces to break through the headquarters of the Southern Military Region, and even General Lexa died in battle. At first, he didn't believe that a force in the wilderness had the qualification to challenge a giant like the Southern Military Region? He finally believed that all this was true, Rioqi Town had such strength!

Suddenly he felt very tired and wanted to have a good sleep. There was no suspense in the battle under the city. The fate of Haohu Town has also been decided. Jueqi Town will not miss this opportunity to occupy Haohu Town. There is no need to resist. Haohu Town will not be the opponent of Jueqi Town. Instead of struggling, it is better to find a strong backer for himself in this troubled times, so that he can live a little more. It also allows his subordinates who have been sincerely following him for a good destination.

After figuring this out, Richard felt relieved and laughed and walked towards the city.

The battle outside the city continued, with a sound of yelling and killing. Burros Abel looked at the hell on earth not far away with his face pale, his body trembling, as if he was frightened. He saw his soldiers constantly retreating, defeated under the enemy's offensive, and looked so pale and powerless in the roar of wild animals, and such a desolate team.

"The God Blessed Clan! They are the God Blessed Clan! This... how is this possible!" Burros Abel quickly recognized the identity of the enemy, and a storm broke out in his heart, and blue veins burst out on his forehead. "This is impossible, absolutely impossible! Isn't the God Blessed Clan fighting the natives of the Sunset Swamp? How could it appear here and how could it attack my tribe?!"

Burrows Abel didn't react for a moment. He could not have imagined that there would be such a powerful army among humans. Perhaps, he was unwilling to think in this direction at all. He would rather believe that it was the God-Blessing clan of Russell's Continent.

"Sir... Sir, give orders quickly?! We can't stand it anymore! Elder Chen Dong has died in battle!" At this time, the door was suddenly knocked open, and a soldier covered in blood rushed in stumbled and cried.

"Has Elder Chen Dong been killed in battle?" Burros Abel's eyes were blank, and he seemed to have not heard the soldier's cry, muttering to himself. He remembered that Chen Dong was indeed killed in battle. He saw with his own eyes that he was chopped off his arm by a burly war god with an axe, then was swept in by the flames soaring into the sky, and his head was bitten off by a phantom beast. The blood was sprayed high, like a fountain of blood.

"Sir, give orders!" the soldier cried, grabbed Burros Abel's arm, and knelt on the ground and said loudly.

"Command? What other orders should be issued? Is the tribe still saved?" The soldiers at the bottom didn't understand, but Burros Abel knew very well that the tribe was no longer saved. The battle was coming to an end, and there were only more than one hundred tribe soldiers left. They had lost the courage to fight and were blocked by the enemy's flames and the way to retreat. The enemy's phantom beasts and beast masters had already surrounded them from their wings. The warriors were still killing each other. Hazy figures suddenly appeared in the darkness, and the headhunter and lurkers also showed ghostly figures, reaping the enemy's lives unscrupulously.
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