Similarly, there were a pair of epaulettes. When La Miao Tong looked at the epaulette carefully, he took a breath in an instant, because the highest-level general in Mian Dian is General Du, who is the rank of general. This time the epaulette in the box was the epaulette of the deputy general. La Miao Tong was stunned and looked up at Hunzi again. Just as he was about to speak, Hunzi continued to raise his hand from the side and pointed, "Look down, there are still below."

When Ke Zi said this, La Miaotong quickly opened the epaulette. Under the epaulette, there was a bank card and a black card that could be overdrawn infinitely. General Du was really willing to give it a loss. He only had this black card. In order to buy La Miaotong, he really invested a lot of money. He had never seen anything before. Haven't he understood this? At this moment, his inner emotions became even more complicated. He wanted to speak several times, but he didn't know what to say. Hu Zi continued from the side, "La Miaotong, you and I know this."

For so many years, brothers have fought. Now I have made it clear to you. What I give you is the promise that our general gave you. Our general uses reputation guarantee and will never break his promise! As for what to do next, you decide for yourself. You can continue to lead troops to capture Dusha's retreat. You can also continue to arrange your people to support Roba Shandeng, and join Roba Shandeng to encircle and suppress ghosts with Roba Shandeng. Anyway, the two most determined supporters of Vanuna, Chu Dong and Zhao Han, have also brought their troops to support, and the war is about to break out."

"La Miaotong, there is not much time for you to think, but remember what I said, no matter what, the winner this time must be our general! Because our Du faction! Never defeated!" Kezi's last words came out, and at the same time, the atmosphere in the whole room had changed. Kezi widened his eyes. "Since I dare to come here today, I will prepare everything, and even prepare you to hand me over to Vanuna to seek credit..."

In the inner camp of Roba Shandeng, Wang Ying and the Shoubian led the blood-thorn group and the remaining wolf-tooth soldiers, taking the lead. Ma Xiaoqi, Fan Xiao, Hu Yilin and others were surrounded by Wang Ying, protecting Wang Ying. On both sides were bats and Zhang Fan. Behind them were the iron-brained iron group, and the people of Nan Tianji and the fat arsenal were also around. The group of people twisted into a rope, like a sharp knife, and instantly pierced into the heart of the Kongqin Crossbow Camp. Because everything happened suddenly. At this time, the inner camp of the Kongqin Crossbow Camp was actually very empty. Wang Ying and the others rushed into the inside, and they didn't think about what was happening outside at all, and they had no energy to think about it.

Everyone was wearing a blood wolf mask, almost everyone was covered in blood. When they just rushed into the inner camp, a large group of soldiers appeared in front of them, densely filled with no heads to see. They started shooting at them from all directions, shooting and charging. Wang Ying and the others were also fighting desperately. The two sides soon encountered each other and instantly launched hand-to-hand combat. The members of the Wolf Teeth and the Blood-Thorn Group were all agile, agile, and the sword was fatal. Ma Xiaoqi, Hu Yilin, and Fan Xiao were all red-eyed. Even Wang Ying rushed forward without caring about it, and with the mentality of killing one by one, he started to fight his life.

There were two hijabs on the side at some point. Each of these two hijabs cost thirty kilograms, which was very sharp. He was more like a tank, waving the hijabs in his hand and began to greet him from front, back and left and right. He glared at him, and his limbs flew around wherever he passed. The people in the arsenal behind him threw the weapons on his hands to the side, and they were all the things he picked up, and began to fight with the soldiers next to him.

Tie Zhuang's iron group has always been very formation. This group of people gathered together, like an iron divine fist, invincible, each punching quickly, accurately and ruthlessly, almost heading towards the temple and neck, and looking for it. Tie Zhuang's whole body was covered with blood, and it was no longer clear whether the blood on his body was his or someone else's. He was also extremely conspicuous in the crowd. He and his iron group fell from the left, knocked down the right side, and rushed back to the middle from the right side. No one could resist them. It was not that the soldiers in the inner camp of Kongqin Crossbow were weak, but they were really too strong to bring back the people. Moreover, they had no way out. They could only continue to rush forward crazily without caring about it. This was the stronger combat power, so these ordinary soldiers could not withstand it.

There were also many ambushed snipers and heavy machine gunners on both sides of the surrounding area, but they could not withstand the assassins in Zhang Fan and his hands, not to mention thatched grass and his termites were causing trouble in the middle. Various explosions were heard, and the battle here was unprecedentedly fierce and extremely tragic. The sound of gunshots and shouting around the world was filled with shouts and killing sounds.

After all, it was also the regular army of the Roba Shandeng camp. As the number of people on his side was getting smaller and smaller, his group of soldiers could hardly resist when facing these blood wolf, but no one retreated or fled. Everyone was trying their best to encircle and suppress it. However, the gap in strength was too big, and there was less than ten minutes. Almost all the soldiers encircled and suppressed by Roba Shandeng here fell to the ground, and there was thick smoke rolling around.

This was just now that they had just entered the inner camp. They were still a long distance away from Roba Shandeng's nest. After they had solved this group of people, Wang Ying and others were all out of breath and played here all the way. This consumed a lot of physical strength. Almost everyone was hung up. Wang Ying had a dagger tied to his forearm. Seeing that the surrounding area was quieter for a while, Wang Ying turned his head and looked at the remaining people around him. He shook his neck, and the blood was covered in white hair, and his eyes were slightly sinister and angry. He had not had time to take a breath.

I was so angry that in front of them, a team of nearly a thousand people rushed in a mighty manner. At the same time, behind them, the area visible to the naked eye, there were also a large number of soldiers gathered again. Although they had not rushed to them yet, it was obvious that these gathered soldiers would guard the back and then double-team them inside. Wang Ying was actually not sure about it. The Ghost-Du Pingdao had actually rushed into the camp of Roba Shandeng with their soldiers. The main reason why the people behind did not surround them with the people in front was that they were afraid of the people behind and guarded the people behind.

Wang Ying and the others are now truly in heaven and have no way to enter the ground. So everyone here is ready. At this moment, everyone's eyes are also gathered on Wang Ying. Wang Ying stood up straight, took out a cigarette from his pocket, and lit it for himself. He held the cigarette in his mouth, squinted his eyes, and looked at the nearly 100 people rushing forward. To be honest, it is necessary to simply use this sea of ​​people tactics, and they can't stand it anymore. Wang Ying, as a commander, understands this even more. He looked at the scarred brothers behind him, with a smile on his lips, raised his hand and pointed at the vast open space that they could see not far ahead. In the center of the open space, they could still see it.

Some crosses standing there "We can't get into the camp of Roba Shandeng, but my brothers are there. I have only one idea now. Even if I die, we will die with my brothers! As long as the brothers are together, even in the underworld, we will be unstoppable! God blocks killing the gods! Buddha blocks killing the Buddha!" ​​Wang Ying's last words were roared. He pulled off the dagger inserted on his shoulder, raised his hand and pointed it forward, roaring heart-wrenchingly, his voice was already hoarse. "Brothers, rush!" Wang Ying finished roaring and rushed forward first. It was time. Although Wang Ying had no kung fu skills, he was brave and could do his best. Moreover, his rushing was really aroused morale.

Behind him, Ma Xiaoqi, Fan Xiao, and the group followed in an instant. These were all tough guys who had been through the battlefield. They were not afraid of the world, but they were all the ones who could lose their heads and not lower their heads. At this time, they all shouted and started sprinting. Everyone's eyes were covered with blood, less than two hundred people, giving people a feeling of thousands of troops. In an instant, they fought with the thousands of people organized by the opposite side again. This time, their advantage

The momentum is not as obvious as before, and many places even have disadvantages, especially Dapang and the people in his arsenal, who are not very good at close combat. They all rely on wolf teeth and iron-brained iron groups. As they have fought along the way, many people have made small gaps in their sabers, and they are gritting their teeth and insisting. Looking around, crowds from all directions are surrounded, densely packed. It is impossible for them to rush over to the past.
Chapter completed!