Chapter one hundred and thirty seventh fierce battle
The number of teams on both sides is growing rapidly. Within a few minutes, the offensive team has reached more than a dozen teams, while the defensive team is even more exaggerated. There are already more than 30 teams blocking the battlefield, and a large number of people are rushing towards them.
Come.
The war is about to break out!
As cavalry, Li Biao and Hua Ziyan summoned their own mounts for the first time. Their mounts were both war tigers, one black and one white.
Their mission is to break through, and using mounts will increase the success rate of the breakout.
"Follow me to break out!" Li Biao shouted, holding a spear, "Yue Ling protects Zhuzi and Nuan Nuan!"
The two fighting tigers were so impressive that they passed through several people's blocks in succession!
At this moment, several people in the opponent's crowd suddenly threw a piece of rope, and it was accurately put on the tiger's head.
After the rope was secured, someone immediately pulled the rope to control Zhan Hu.
"Want to run away? Dream on! Kill me!"
Chen Yueling held two knives in hand, rushed forward with a lunge, and slashed at the rope!
But before the rope could be cut, someone was already coming to kill him from behind.
"Knighter?! Tianjuro, this knight belongs to me! Boy, do you still have time to care about others? Draw your sword and kill him!"
A cold light flashed to the back of Chen Yueling's head instantly.
"Be careful!" Li Biao held a shield, jumped off Zhan Hu, and crashed into his opponent.
The opponent reluctantly withdrew his attack and used his long knife to block Li Biao's shield. As he continued to retreat, he exerted force and sideways to avoid Li Biao's impact, and the two distanced themselves.
Li Biao readjusted his state and stared at the opponent in front of him.
If your guess is correct, this person's profession should be the second-level profession of the island nation's samurai, the Ronin Swordsman.
Although the island country is a small place, it also has two major combat professions, namely ninjutsu masters and samurai. Moreover, these two professions are considered first-line combat professions with equal strength. Unlike China, warriors are first-line professions, and soldiers are
At best, it can only be considered a second-tier top combat profession.
Ronin swordsman is the second level profession of samurai.
During the breakout process, the three Chinese teams have been pulled apart.
Tianheng, Hot Blood, and Tigers all had three teams double-teaming them!
"There is a Chinese saying that to capture the thief first, capture the king. China is the initiator of this breakout and must focus on greeting them!"
"Keep an eye on each of them and watch out for them to break out!"
"Tie up the cavalry's mounts!"
Behind him, Hua Ziyan's mount has also been suppressed, and a dozen people have surrounded the five tigers!
Among them, Juro Onoda, who is known as the strongest man in the island country!
"He's a cavalryman. What a disappointment." The man in front of him snorted coldly and said to Li Biao, "There are two warriors in your team. Kill you quickly and I can still grab one!"
Immediately afterwards, the Ronin swordsman launched an attack!
"None of you can run away!" After saying that, his movement skills suddenly increased sharply, and he was already in front of Li Biao in a few steps, and the samurai sword in his hand struck at an extremely tricky angle.
Li Biao shouted low, raised his shield to block the opponent's sword, and when the shield fell, he suddenly thrust out his spear, "Breaking Army Thorn!"
The opponent's long knife was suppressed by the shield, and the spear went straight in. However, another silver long knife appeared in the man's left hand. He ignored Li Biao's attack and rotated through his body. The spear passed against his body, and he
The silver long knife in his hand was parallel to Li Biao's spear and was already stabbing Li Biao.
"Two-sword style!"
Here Li Biao is facing off against the master swordsman among this group of people. On the other side, Chen Yueling, the strongest fighting force of the Tigers, is facing a pincer attack from three ninjutsu masters!
Of these three people, two attacked with shurikens from a distance, and one restrained Chen Yueling from close range.
Although Chen Yueling was nimble and agile, she was almost hit several times when flanked by three masters of the same profession.
Hua Ziyan stayed close to Su Nuannuan, while four or five people around her were probing for attacks.
At this moment, a roar of laughter came from the hot blood side.
Yuan Zhu looked for the sound and saw the muscular white man, the barbarian Huo Qiman, naked to the waist. He had many scars on his body and his flesh was bloody, but he felt nothing at all. Instead, he was extremely excited.
At this time, his palm was pinching the temple of a Chinese cavalryman, and he was laughing wildly.
"Are you tickling me? Don't you know that the more injured we barbarians are, the stronger our combat power becomes! Is this what you Chinese are capable of?! Soldiers are not enough. Where are the knights? Where are your strongest professional knights! Come on.
Let me kill you with pleasure!"
The soldier whose head was pinched showed pain on his face, but he gritted his teeth and did not scream.
Yuan Zhu remembered that he was the vice-captain of the Hot-Blooded Team. During the breakout just now, in order to protect his teammates, he tried to block the beast Huo Qiman by himself!
However, Huo Qiman didn't know what his talent was. After being attacked continuously, his strength increased faster than that of ordinary barbarians, and he was able to restrain him with one move.
The other four people in Zhenxue have also been surrounded by the opponent. The opponent has an absolute advantage in numbers, making their breakout extremely difficult.
The power in Huo Qiman's hand continued to increase, and the soldier's face became more and more painful. Suddenly, he roared, "I will fight with you!"
After that, he used all his strength to stab Huo Qiman in the waist with the dagger.
However, his attack was just a desperate struggle in front of Huo Qiman. Huo Qiman grabbed his wrist, gently broke it off!
Huo Qiman looked down at the prey in his hands and showed a cruel smile, "I told you, you are not enough!"
After saying that, the power in his hand continued to increase, and suddenly, the man's head was directly crushed by him!
Suddenly, blood and brains exploded in Huo Qiman's hands!
"Wang Gang!" The members of the hot-blooded team were all stunned! However, each of them had their own opponents. They didn't even have time to grieve for their teammates, and they were already locked in a hard battle!
Yuan Zhu witnessed this scene with his own eyes, and he couldn't help but take half a step back.
At this moment, fear triumphed over anger!
He subconsciously touched the card pocket.
It's Brother Ruan's wine! He hesitated because he knew that when he drank the wine, it would be the time when he announced that he must die here, but he had to drink it now.
Finally, Yuan Zhu gritted his teeth and drank a large gulp of wine.
His eyes began to turn red, and his body stopped shaking. It not only became hot.
In the battlefield, someone suddenly shouted angrily, "The Chinese warriors are here. I am Yuan, the world's best war god. You losers, come with me!"
"Shaking the ground and trampling!"
Among the besieging crowd, Juro Onoda narrowed his eyes slightly, watching Yuan Zhu knock back several people with his kick, his eyes gradually ignited with flames.
"Oh, the best god of war in the world? Interesting! Then I'll come and meet you!"
In Jiangzhong City, in the military hospital, Jiang Kai's hand holding the mobile phone was trembling.
In the video, he saw the brutality of the battle, and just now, he heard that familiar voice and saw that familiar figure.
Yuan Zhu went indeed!
But judging from the current situation, although China has not been defeated this time, the situation is still not optimistic.
In the public area, top players from all over the world gathered, and the defenders had a huge advantage in terms of numbers, strength, and preparation.
China is not only the first team among the breakout countries, but also the strongest. Naturally, the strongest players on the defensive side will also "take special care" of them!
That barbarian, several ninjutsu masters, and the ronin swordsman are all very strong!
"Zhuzi..." Jiang Kai said faintly, his fists clenched unconsciously.
In a public area, somewhere in a camp far away from the teleportation array, a man faintly woke up from his sleep.
One of his men came to his account, leaned over and said, "Mr. Postman, you're awake. A large number of people landed at the four landing points at the same time."
The man stretched himself, as if it was none of his business.
"Gray, you told me not to call me Mr. Postman. Are you afraid that others won't know that I am a postman? Just call me Willis."
"It's very lively at the teleportation array? Huo Qiman probably likes this kind of occasion the most."
The subordinate said, "He is very excited. At present, they still have an absolute advantage. Except for China, the other countries are all small countries. They are not at the same level as Huo Qiman and other elite teams."
"China? They are here again? They really don't want to give up... Are there any knights?" The man carelessly stroked the stubble on his chin.
"Yes! There are fifteen knights in total, eight knights in total, and they are all very strong."
The man nodded, "The profession of martial artist is actually very interesting. They can only be regarded as okay in the early stage, but they are by no means Zuqiang. Only after they understand the true energy attack will there be a qualitative change!"
"They probably won't be able to break through the blockade."
"But to be honest, why should we prevent teams from other countries from competing for hegemony? Wouldn't it be a lot less fun?"
Green said, "The Forgotten Land is the key to many countries breaking through the current predicament and cannot be lost."
The man stretched lazily, "Their affairs have nothing to do with us. I'm just a postman responsible for delivering letters. Hey, Gray, do you want to go fishing with me?"
Green shook his head, "Wells, I am a fighter, not a fisherman."
"What does it matter? Fighters can't fish? Let's go!" Wells didn't care, picked up Gray and left. As he walked, he was still complaining, "Let the competition start quickly, otherwise it will be too boring.
It’s over!”
[Author's digression]: The third update is here, a three thousand word chapter, please give me a vote!
