The mage troops behind were rushing forward to stop the killing, but the soldiers and ants left by the plague mage had already burned their vitality. Even if the dragon mages arrived, it would be too late.

Suicide attacks have no choice but to choose for plague creatures.

Especially the soldiers and ants, their genes are designed in this way. The commands of the magic lord are everything and instinct.

On the battlefield, there are shattered shells of plague creatures everywhere. On the surface, something that looks like a metal armor. Once it breaks away from the body of the soldier ant or dies, it will restore its original appearance. It is just a tissue supported by biological energy. Although it is still particularly hard, it can no longer stop swords, guns and arrows.

Chucheng sells military ant materials, which are things that have been upgraded to the fourth level after the blessing of the Dragon God. They have to be processed as soon as possible before the attributes disappear.

In this world, creatures that can maintain biological material properties after death are rare.

Most of the armor of soldiers ants are declining and dissolving, and some of them will remain. The larger ones may be the same as half a piece of watermelon peel, and the smaller ones are the fingernails. The specific attributes of each soldier ants are different. The remaining tissue structure will have a level of one to two levels, and these substances will continue to degenerate, lose their activity, and lose their energy.

The harassment started in the afternoon and continued until dawn the next day.

Ten thousand soldiers and ants were left, and more than 3,700 were left. The miners suffered even greater losses, with only more than 10,000 left. The enemy's losses were not yet specific. It is roughly estimated that more than 40,000 enemies were destroyed. No less than 30,000 enemies were killed and more than 10,000 were injured. More than 10,000 wounded people, even if they were not killed and had no mutation, would become a burden to people because of the virus.

The enemy's personnel were reduced by nearly half, which was unexpected by Taoist priests in Qingcheng.

Wang Qinglong did not sleep all night. He continued to command and sent out all the combat units that were about to be cancelled in the old plague legion, and then added the number of miners to 25,000. He replaced the magic lords fighting outside. Feishou was sent out and brought a large number of undead created by Chucheng.

In previous battles, the deceased had always been very large. Chucheng was not a summoning system, and the speed of creating the undead was very slow, so the quality of the undead was difficult to guarantee.

If you are lucky, you can summon good combat units. If you are not lucky, you will be all bones and scum and will break when you touch it.

Even if he advanced to the legendary undead mage, he would not be able to change this situation.

Wang Qinglong was not tired, and the Taoist priest in Qingcheng was also paying attention to the battle situation. After Wang Qinglong replenished his troops, Lian Yue asked: "Qinglong, the enemy's core elites have not suffered much loss. What do you think of the next offensive and defensive battle?"

"Without cannon fodder, the elite will be directly attacked by the siege. What do you think?" Wang Qinglong became a legend. When facing the Taoist priest in Qingcheng, he had the confidence and asked directly.

Lian Yue smiled and said, "I'm talking too much."

Wang Qinglong was still very rude and said, "You are talking too much, and you are not asking important places. The choice of Dragon City is wrong. If I were asked to command, let the Dragon Knights lead the way and take the elite to attack the castle. Everyone can only fight head-on, and their number of advantages can be used. One hundred magicians will come around the castle and release magical techniques. The dragon knights in the sky will attack, and the long-range magical crossbow cannon cannon cannon fodder will be almost done. Even if we have more than a dozen legends, can we defend it?"

Lian Yue was embarrassed, so he could not hold on. The legend could only escape, so he did not join the battle from the beginning.

If you join the battle, most of the legends will be killed or injured. So what if the sword cultivator is not allowed to fly, and you will kill more people than others, which does not mean that you cannot die. If the Dragon God believer has a magician here, he will not be afraid of death.

Three or five thousand iron armored soldiers, cooperate with the magician, have all pills themselves.

"In half a year, I can take down Longcheng, if nothing unexpected happens." Wang Qinglong said calmly. Although the enemy has become a little smarter, the idiot is still a idiot who is a little smarter.

"You don't want it!" Lian Yue didn't stop Wang Qinglong. Can this matter be false?

"What are you afraid of?" Wang Qinglong didn't understand. He found that Chu Cheng had a bad face, but he, an army commander, did not believe in superstitious things.

Less than twenty miles away from the war zone, there is a peak.

The demon master sat upright on the top of the mountain, and Zhang Xiyu was standing beside him.

Zhang Xiyu's face was bleak, but his eyes were very divine. Under the demon master, the hot stone was almost ignited. His eyes fell into the distance, and the plague creatures attacked him, which made him feel interesting.

"Demon Master, we are here, are we doing nothing?" Zhang Xiyu could also see the battle in the distance. He was eager to try, and the long sword on his waist made a sound of sword sound in the sword box.

"Why? No matter how you act, it is no different from others to me." The demon master told Zhang Xiyu.

"There will always be a difference, the demon master's plan needs my help."

"Then do you know? If I go to find Chu Cheng, he will help me." The demon master smiled.

"How can that be the same? Chu Cheng will be wary of you, I won't."

"It's the same for me." The demon master said lightly. What he said was very straightforward. It doesn't matter whether you are wary of me. What's important is whether I trust you.

Zhang Xiyu was a little embarrassed, and he said to the demon master: "Luo Yan and the others don't know how powerful the Dragon God Pastor in Longcheng is, and he is still attacking the second Dragon City?"

"Because everything in this world has fate."

Zhang Xiyu didn't understand, so the demon master said, "You are here, and it's also the arrangement of your destiny, not your master."

Zhang Xiyu frowned, and the demon master smiled and said, "When you reach the seventh level, you can see something about fate and you will be in awe of fate. You are just a child, what can you understand?"

"I don't understand, and Chu Cheng doesn't understand either. Why do you value him more?"

"Because he is better than you." The demon master said frankly: "No matter how high your achievements in this life are, you can't compare to him. You may be very angry if I say this, just be angry. What can you do except be angry?"

"I can still let him die." Zhang Xiyu said with a ferocious face.

The demon master seemed to have heard the best joke and laughed unscrupulously.

"Zhang Xiyu, just wait here to watch the show. Neither me nor Chu Cheng will be influenced by your language. Because both of us are ourselves, and you are others."

Zhang Xiyu's expression became dull. He bowed and sat next to the demon master.

No matter what kind of performance, it is meaningless to the demon master. He just tried it. He couldn't do it if he really wanted to change the demon master's idea. He just wanted to hear what the demon master said about Chu Cheng.

He really didn't understand why Luo Yan liked Chu Cheng before.

And his master didn't tell him, but just sent him over and asked him to see him on his own.

After seeing it, Zhang Xiyu still doesn't understand it. There seems to be no special place in Chucheng, but there is a group of people following him. Many people are still loyal. What era is it?

The battle in the distance stopped, and the camp of Longcheng approached the canyon castle, with a large area.

The follow-up troops slowly entered and deployed defenses, while the Canyon Fortress seemed to have no mind that they were approaching and did not harass them.

Not only that, the army of Longcheng has been joined in the camp outside the mountainous area. Although there is no such elite force, the number has exceeded 100,000 again.

The demon master nodded and went to make arrangements by himself. Sure enough, it had an effect, which made Longcheng pay great attention to the canyon castle.

Once you pay attention, Chu Cheng must use more powerful power here. No matter what Chu Cheng's fate is, if you don't tease yourself directly, there will be no bad consequences.

Those who arrange the fate of Chucheng may not think of their appearance.

"Your Majesty, look." Zhang Xiyu suddenly pointed to the distance. The Majesty's eyes gathered, and a purple light appeared in his eyes. He saw the Plague Legion heading towards the distance and ignored the camp ahead.

This is to harass the subsequent troops, and no longer care about the gathering of enemy troops.

The reason why the enemy army was hit was because they had to walk on mountain roads and could not gather together, so they could only advance little by little. If enough troops were gathered and 100,000 cannon fodder was added to the camp, the canyon castle would definitely fall.

Chu Cheng is trying to block the enemy reinforcements and then fight an offensive and defensive battle with the elite Longcheng?

Although Longcheng has strong troops, it is not without a limit. If the army behind cannot join, Chucheng may really succeed. Relying on more than 50,000 elite troops to fight the Canyon Castle is not enough to put Chucheng under pressure.

"I'll go?" Zhang Xiyu tentatively said.

"Are you going to die?" The demon master laughed and said, "Don't expect me to stop Chu Cheng. I'm just a bystander and will never intervene in this war."

Zhang Xiyu was depressed. He didn't know what the demon master was waiting for, and seemed to have no concern for this war.

But if he doesn't care, why would he go to Longcheng alone to take the risk?

After provoking, Longcheng launched a large army to fight, but the demon master retreated instead?

"Just sit here obediently and don't ruin my big affairs." The demon master still smiled, but Zhang Xiyu's heart became cold. If he didn't listen to such a warning, he would die.

"The most interesting thing in the world is to watch the destruction of beautiful things." In the eyes of the demon master, he did not see the aura of strong men from both sides, but the luck condensed in the camps of both sides. The luck is equal, and this is what he wants to see. For him, no battle is important. If you want to enter the eighth level, you have to enter the general trend.

If you want to take the chestnut from the fire, you have to go against the will of heaven.

It is very contradictory and needs an opportunity. Follow the general trend first and wait for the balance between the two sides to collapse. Is it important to live and die? The truth that Chu Cheng understands, Zhang Xiyu, who was born in Qingcheng, does not understand.

It's ridiculous that he is also known as a genius, and Ye Wenqiao is also a fool, and he can't compete with others.
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