There is only one possibility! Count Seliola has arrived!

Viscount Shameen quickly figured this out, and after a moment of astonishment, he slowly became excited. He gave up the jammed communicator and directly called out to his comrades in the yellow sand in a loud voice: "Come closer to me! Yes!

Field array! Formation B!”

The majestic Astral Knights have of course conducted training in various large-scale psychic fields, and there are at least seven or eight well-practiced formations available. The knights present can list the formations with their eyes closed.

Shameen was basically certain that the person he was going to face must be the deputy commander, but he was not worried at all. He knew that even if he was delayed, the second batch of knights and the third group of knights who landed later would not be worried at all.

He will definitely seize the opportunity to penetrate the opponent.

"Get in formation! Hold him back! It is our supreme honor to die together with His Excellency, the Deputy Commander!" he shouted.

"Oh!" The knights in formation responded loudly, their fighting spirit was high, and no one was ready to back down.

Although Yu Lian couldn't hear Shameen's words, he felt that the scene filled with yellow sand was inexplicably irritating, and he immediately felt sorry for Feifei again. If that girl could just shoot some random material, go back and edit it, and make war movies in the future

The material may be enough.

While he was amazed, he called Major Poppas again.

Fortunately, although it was dark here, the communication with the others was still not cut off.

However, after the communication was connected, there was another burst of intensive gunfire.

Yu Lian looked at his terminal suspiciously, picked his ears, and then asked in a low voice: "Hello? Major? Can you hear it? We are fighting fiercely here, you missed it..."
Chapter completed!