What is the concept of ten thousand people?

It can almost squeeze the city gate area into a mess.

This can already have a "many" concept from a visual perspective.

So, what about a hundred thousand people?

At this level of magnitude, it is basically not described by the word "see", because you can't see the edge at first sight.

The main rebel army outside the city, Yishui's black armor, seemed to be a wriggling horizon, and there was no sight on both sides of the left and right, and there was no "bottom" in front of it.

Ten thousand Blood Demons who had just surrendered to the royal family felt desperate when they saw this scene.

Morality dropped to freezing point almost in just a few steps out of the city gate.

Most of them were ashamed. They had just surrendered, and the opponent would not give him a chance to turn around and surrender for a second time.

If the number of people is over easily before the battle begins, the war is like a joke.

Take a step back.

Even if the generals of the army opposite were all stupid pigs, they could really surrender again.

After they pass by, they will no longer have any trust or promotion treatment.

The only thing that stays is certainly the most dangerous or hardest job, which is called to prove its value, but is actually cannon fodder that has been completely abandoned.

at the moment.

For them, there are only two ways left, either rushing forward to the battlefield or escaping from all directions, living a life of hiding incognito and not daring to emerge from the darkness.

Thinking of this, many people's eyes lost their color, their eyes were dull and their expressions were numb, and they moved slowly with the flow like a walking corpse.

In their opinion, no matter which choice is made in this situation, their life is over.

Unless a miracle occurs and a god comes, the kind of guardian who lets go of other matters and comes here specifically and takes action against that side for one side!

Otherwise, I would have lost this battle from the moment the rebels appeared.

The sadness of ten thousand people spreads like a tide.

Even the leaders and patriarchs who were released from the stone prison and recovered from their injuries were not afraid of "hundreds" against "ten thousand", but when they were "ten thousand" against "ten thousand", they finally showed a look of despair.

This is not just a number to compare size.

Although the former has a larger number proportional span.

It is possible to make up for the quantity gap by "hundreds" to "millions" with sufficiently elite quality.

How to make up for "ten thousand" to "ten thousand"?

Moreover, the quality is obviously the "100,000" side that is more elite.

More quantity and better quality.

What reason to lose?

Where is the loss point??

Even if you have the top magicians from the mainland to help you, it will be useless.

In such a large-scale battle, a great magician can only have a certain influence on the situation unless he releases the forbidden spell. However, the forbidden spell will consume it very seriously. No matter how great a magician uses the forbidden spell, it will damage his vitality.

Not to mention that the killing records of forbidden curse in war are only about 100,000 at most.

It’s still the kind of half-man anti-cannon fodder used to fight hard and kill.

It would be lucky to be able to fight the fully armed main forces in front of you in half and kill 50,000 yuan.

The other party could have fought with the forbidden curse and killed the magician!

The top magicians on the mainland will come to save people. It is impossible to spend their lives here, right?

This battle will be done from any perspective.

Many leaders who have just regained their lives from prison feel that their lives are dark, as if fate was playing a joke with them. Let them go out of prison first and say you are free or not? The next second I will say sorry for you and you are going to die.

There is no plot that is more ups and downs than this.

The leaders were very sad.

I changed the suicide note several times in my heart, but I always felt that I was still not satisfied and refused to sign it for a long time.

Just then.

A tall and big man slowly walked out of the large black armored army in front of him. Although he was wearing black armor, he had fine golden silk patterns on the edge of the armor.

The general with black armor and gold wire did not speak.

He just waved his hand arrogantly.

There was a commotion deep in the black armored force.

After a while, it was like a row of towering giants walking up from the horizon, separated the black crowd and walked to the front.

The people who were already desperate enough at the gate of the city saw the giant appear, and even their last courage disappeared. The weapons in their hands seemed to be unknown when they fell to the ground.

Wang Wen, who happened to lead the princess out, couldn't help but exclaim "Blood Giant". He looked up and saw that the black armored troops lined up side by side in a row, and when he counted roughly, there were about dozens of them.

Wang Wen remembered that when Mo Ran had asked him to delay the progress, he killed nearly a hundred such tall men alone.

I couldn't help but feel sorry for this heavy army.

It’s useless to be such a big man, why are you going to fight? How good is it to use it to grind! Can you grind several tons of wheat a day?

What a pity!

The princess beside her looked at the blood giant, and her body was sweating coldly, and she murmured as if she was talking to herself: "Even the last fifty blood giants have been dispatched, they have no intention of keeping a living this time!"

Wang Wen is in a hurry.

I didn't have time to pay attention to her muttering.

A few people "fly" towards the Black Armored Force.

After several waves of symbolic rain of arrows greeted him, Wang Wen landed in front of the Golden Wire General with a transparent barrier, trapping him who was planning to retreat into the crowd, and also isolated the many personal guards who surrounded him to protect the master.

He said to the general with an approachable spirit: "Sorry, I'm in a hurry, are you here to surrender?"

The general was stunned when he heard it.

If I hadn't been too close at this moment, I would have ordered the Blood Giant to beat out the arrogant person even!

Wang Wen wasted his time when he saw that he didn't speak.

Thinking about it.

Clench your fingers and fists to pinch the person into rotten bananas.

Then he turned his head and asked loudly to the guards around him: "Is there anyone in charge? Come and talk?"

The people around him scattered a few meters away with a "boom".

It seems that someone issued an order deep in the Black Armor unit.

The blood giants, originally arranged neatly like broken silk on the stand, moved one after another, and the one closest to the person raised his legs and stepped on them with the sound of the wind.

The soles of the feet have not yet reached the ground.

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It seemed like he had been hit by some magic annihilation bomb, but in an instant it scattered from a complete body into a floating powder.

Wang Wen controlled the energy and continued to penetrate the rest of the blood giants.

At the same time, I looked at the progress.

A Blood Giant only increased the progress by 0.1.

Even if there are 50 deaths in the whole game, only 5 points will be added.

He couldn't help but be shocked.

Such a big guy has only made such a little progress. The fat man before has increased by almost a full 1 point!

At that time, I thought the Red Fatty Man was really good, and I couldn’t even reach the progress of 1 o’clock.

Are these big guys not as powerful as that fat man?

Or is that fat red man more powerful than these big guys?

Wang Wen was deeply thought about this unexpected progress value.

He thought about it.

Use the [Scepter of Oath] to swear and teleport the guy who had just given the order.

The faces in the scepter took away a total of 0.002 "Wang Wen" without hesitation.

That is two thousandths of energy.

The number is so small that it can hardly be felt.

Wang Wen hasn't experienced this cheap oath for a long time.
To be continued...