After taking down the big boss, Ling Chen summoned a violent giant bear, jumped on it, and continued to look for the target.
As time went by, the Devouring Demon army gradually formed a resistance. It was difficult for Ling Chen to kill even the small bosses, let alone the big bosses.
Whenever you encounter a small boss and Ling Chen knocks him to the ground, there must be various long-range teams attacking outside. Unlike the previous chaos, all the Devouring Devil soldiers were in a mess, and they were left to their own devices.
Ling Chen frantically killed the small boss, and only a few melee-type Devouring Demon soldiers came forward to rescue him.
"Daye, evacuate!"
Shia's voice sounded on the regional channel.
Ling Chen raised his head and scanned the area, and was shocked to find that the large army had already disappeared.
"Which way to retreat?" Ling Chen was startled and quickly asked on the regional channel. There were no reinforcements nearby. He was alone in the enemy's army. Killing was enough. If he encountered two people at the same time,
If the big boss joins forces, or if he encounters a Devourer with the rank of leader, he can be killed with only a few Devourer soldiers to assist him.
"South!" Shia yelled.
Without thinking, Ling Chen switched to defensive attribute, and the violent giant bear immediately turned around slowly and charged towards the south.
Under the powerful impact, the Devouring Demons were knocked out one by one. One man and one beast were running rampant among the demons, as if they were in an uninhabited land, and they were unstoppable.
Luck was pretty good, as he was only intercepted by a few small bosses along the way. Ling Chen didn't get entangled and controlled the violent giant bear to rush out of the enemy camp.
Looking up, Domka's large army was more than a hundred meters in front. The long-range attack soldiers were in charge of the rear, and brilliant magic was continuously released to intercept groups of charging Devouring Demon soldiers.
Ling Chen faced the magic attack and rushed into the large army in one breath.
Seeing Ling Chen's return, Shia breathed a sigh of relief, and then roared angrily: "Daye, do you know that if it weren't for you, we would have evacuated in one go? If you had been a step later, the Devouring Devil army would have
Form an encirclement. The leader may also rush over."
Ling Chen was too lazy to pay attention, and the violent giant bear continued to charge forward, killing it alone.
"withdraw!"
Shia roared, pouring all her anger on the soldiers.
The soldiers and slaves began to run wildly. Seeing the enemy approaching within twenty meters, they stopped to intercept the long-range attack for a moment.
Occasionally, Ling Chen helped out. He turned around and rushed into the enemy camp with the violent giant bear, smashing the enemy's already messy formation into pieces before returning.
Fighting all the way back to the border, the Devouring Devil army stopped. Shia had the courage to enter their border, but they did not have the courage to pursue the border of Duma City. Although the army of 100,000 was quite large, it was not compared with the number of troops stationed at the border of Duma City.
Get up, if you can't retreat, you will be as vulnerable as an egg, and you will easily fall into a situation where the entire army is annihilated.
The large army retreated all the way to the flat ground in front of the camp. When they stopped, the soldiers were in the same formation as before they set off. It was just that there were a large number of empty seats in the center.
Shia jumped back onto the boulder and raised her sword high: "Count the losses!"
The remaining six small bosses quickly assigned the tasks, and they also took over the teams that had lost their small bosses.
Not long after, a small leader came forward: "The first team. Including the soldiers who were seriously injured and lost their combat effectiveness, fifty-three died and twenty-nine were injured. Among the dead soldiers, twenty-one were soldiers and seventeen were magicians."
There are ten knights and five archers. The second team, including soldiers who have been seriously injured and have lost their combat effectiveness, has fifty-six dead and thirty-two wounded..."
After the first small boss finished reporting, the second small boss immediately came forward to report. Then the third, fourth, fifth...
By the time the slaves were counted, it was clear that this battle had resulted in heavy losses. Four of the small bosses died, a ratio of up to 40%. The ratio of soldiers to slaves was even higher, with more than 580 soldiers dead.
As high as fifty-eight percent.
The situation of slaves was even worse. There were more than 1,300 slaves, and only more than 400 were left, a loss of nearly 70%.
Ling Chen took the time to take out the slave card and counted it. He had 156 slaves, and only 53 were left. Not counting the lost equipment and medicines, the slaves alone were worth a hundred cyan magic crystals, which was enough.
He pays the taxes of a second-class noble for more than a year.
Fortunately, he got more benefits. After this battle, his military merit value reached more than 15,600. Taking into account the 12,000 military merit points he obtained alone, the slaves created more than 3,600 military merit points for him.
Military merit points. In addition to this, there are a lot of experience points. Whether it is military merit points or experience points, they are worth every penny.
On the boulder, after hearing about the losses, Shia waved her hand: "Inform the military merits!"
"Two hundred and seventy-three points!" the leader of the first team quickly replied.
"One hundred and ninety-six!" The leader of the third team followed closely.
Then came the small leaders of the other squads, then the soldiers of the first squad, then the soldiers of the second squad... one by one, they took turns until the last slave was left.
"Kill!" Shia waved her sword.
Four warrior-type soldiers held broadswords and rushed towards a soldier and a slave with the lowest military merit. For a moment, two white lights lit up. Ling Chen had Shia's experience of killing the last soldiers and slaves gathered, so he took it calmly.
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"How old are you?" Shia looked at Ling Chen.
"Fifteen thousand five hundred and thirty-six!" Ling Chen said calmly.
"Fifteen thousand five hundred and thirty-six?" Shia said angrily: "Answer my question honestly!"
Ling Chen smiled calmly and set the numerical value of the General's Merit Medal to display mode.
That series of numerical values, not only the little boss and the soldiers, but also Shia, after being stunned for a long time, his eyes were full of jealousy. If the military merit value cannot be snatched, it cannot be faked. Ling Chen believes that Shia
At this moment, he was probably going to rob him with a knife. Of course, if he really wanted to rob him of military merit, he wouldn't mind killing all of Shia and the gang of little bosses and soldiers in front of him.
Shit!
Shia swung her knife and pulled out a string of blood beads on her arm before the jealousy in her eyes subsided.
"Collect all the losses and report them to the leader of Fakra. Request additional troops!"
"Yes!" Two soldiers quickly stepped out.
"All soldiers, disband! Limuda, arrange defense!" Shia waved her hand.
The small leader of the third team immediately took the order and ordered a group of soldiers to follow him to participate in the defense.
"Go back to camp!" Shia glanced at Ling Chen, and her body, which was more than ten meters tall, began to shrink.
Ling Chen wandered forward and entered the big tent. After Shia sat down on the wooden chair, she looked directly at him aside: "You can get more than 15,000 military merit points by killing big bosses."
Did you get it with the little boss?"
"Smart!" Ling Chen said leisurely.
"How strong is your strength?" Shia couldn't stand Ling Chen's attitude and said angrily.
Ling Chen laughed and said: "The main thing is to rely on the combination of different skills to surprise. A big boss like you already knows how many tricks I have. If we really want to fight, I will definitely not be able to kill you."
"Even if I don't know, you still can't kill me!" Shia yelled.
"Otherwise, why don't we give you some valuable prize money and give it a try?" Ling Chen said noncommittally.
Shia stood up and hit the table with her big knife, causing the entire camp to tremble.
Ling Chen was too lazy to pay attention. He had calculated correctly that after this battle, Shia would never consider killing him again. If the calculation was not accurate and there was luck, he would not mind killing Shia.
Shia was furious. In the end, she sat down hard. If she didn't actually kill Ling Chen, who was contemptuous of military discipline, the main reason was because she had a good impression of Ling Chen. But now... Ling Chen didn't make a mistake. After the battle,
, she immediately gave up the idea of killing Ling Chen.
Ignoring her orders is an unforgivable death penalty in her eyes. If the military merit is high enough, it will be treated differently.
"When will we continue to attack?" Ling Chen asked.
"If the Devouring Devil does not launch an attack, the soldiers will be fully replenished, and the military discipline and cooperation will meet my expectations!" Shia said coldly.
"How long will it take?" Ling Chen asked.
"One month!" Shia said without thinking.
"So long?" Ling Chen couldn't help but frown.
Shia was speechless. When it comes to the team with the strictest military discipline, looking at all the armies in Duma City, she dares to claim to be the first. When it comes to the team with the fastest training of soldiers, she also dares to claim to be the first. This is something that is well known to all the demons in Duma City.
The guy in front of me actually thought it took too long.
"Can you introduce me to the armies that are fighting against the Devouring Demon?" Ling Chen asked.
"You are my soldier now. If you dare to leave, I will chop you and all the troops who dare to accept you into pieces!" Shia roared.
Ling Chen ignored Shia's rage and said calmly: "When will the reward arrive?"
"Tomorrow, the day after tomorrow, the day after tomorrow, within three days!" Shia roared.
"Okay, I'm going back to the city. When the reward arrives, send someone to deliver it to my housekeeper. If there is any action, let me know after a month." Ling Chen decided.
Shia lost her temper and slumped down on the chair. She was even more exhausted than after a battle. She explained feebly: "Your military medal will automatically be promoted to a small boss within three days. You don't have to be present. But you will receive the soldiers."
When the time comes, you must be present. The little boss, there are a hundred soldiers, and you must use military medals to integrate them into your team."
"So troublesome?" Ling Chen was a little helpless. He wanted to take advantage of the one-month break to get more magic crystals to buy slaves. It looked like he would have to wait two or three days.
Shia didn't have the energy to answer.
"Report! Chief Fakra is here!" A soldier's voice sounded outside the tent.
The next second, the sheepskin door of the camp instantly shattered into pieces, and a furious-looking Domka strode in.
"Xia, you are so brave. Without my order, you dare to privately order an attack on the enemy camp and ruin my overall plan."
Arriving in front of Shia, Fakrah slapped the desk hard, and with a bang, the entire desk exploded into sawdust in an instant.
Shia said dismissively: "Your overall plan has nothing to do with me!"
roar……
Fakra opened his bloody mouth and roared at Shia.
"You are my subordinate, and you must act in accordance with my instructions in everything. If you defy the leader, slander and destroy the leader's battle plan, this is a capital crime, and I will punish you with military law!"
The wind howled, and the wind pressure brought by the roar actually made Shia take a step back. (To be continued)!~!
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