The Holy Mercenary Group has put a lot of effort into this base. Whether it is the deployment of troop positions or the defense system around the camp, it is relatively sound. It also occupies a favorable terrain in the low mountainous area, so it can be considered a good one.
Easy to defend but difficult to attack.
But... the attack of the EO mercenary group came too suddenly and too fiercely!
The strong cold wind and flying snow itself weakened the vigilance of the Holy Mercenary Group. Under the influence of the bad weather, no one thought that anyone would come to cause trouble. The troops basically huddled in their tents to rest. Although they
The response was relatively quick, but the entire process from the discovery of the EO troops to the arrival of the first wave of rockets only lasted eight minutes, and they were unable to fully improve the defense system.
The successive bomb attacks made them dizzy!
When the storm of the explosion finally subsided, the leaders of the armed forces of the Holy Mercenary Group immediately issued orders to assemble and counterattack. The troops at the front formed a counterattack square on the spot, and the troops in the center and inside quickly retreated and merged.
Gathered together, being able to respond in such an orderly manner under the attack of a series of explosions is enough to show the good quality of the Holy Clan's armed forces.
But... the mercenaries of the EO Group have been preparing for a long time, and their offensive is fierce and ruthless. Before the holy armed forces at the front can gather on the spot to prepare for a counterattack, they have already broken through the burning flame area and rushed into the base.
After firing wildly for a period of time, the hundred-man assault arrow quickly divided into three and launched a more powerful offensive.
Their purpose was simple and very effective. First, they relied on the chaos caused by the explosions in turn, and then their rampage intensified the chaos to buy enough time for the arrival of the subsequent large forces.
The calm base turned into a stormy sea in an instant. The EO mercenaries were aggressive and successfully suppressed the saint mercenaries with the help of the chaotic situation. A round of bullets invaded and brought a tragic baptism to the saint troops responsible for intercepting.
But this is the base of the Saints after all. Excluding the troops who are out hunting, there are still more than 4,000 troops stationed in the base. Especially the Saints troops deep in the base quickly gathered, like a huge machine started to start, and a series of orders followed.
Send out. Like a fist that is quickly retracted, clenched tightly, and ready to attack forcefully.
In the area three kilometers east of the base, another EO armed force, totaling more than 2,000 people, began to accelerate. Although the thick snow and the howling wind made movement difficult, the fierce force ahead
The ground explosions and deafening exchanges all seemed to burn the blood in their bodies like fire. Everyone's eyes were wilder than ever before, and their speed of travel was not affected much.
At 10:30 in the morning, that is, thirteen minutes after the first round of explosions, the Holy Mercenary Group managed to control the chaotic situation after paying a heavy price. The internal troops were assembled and began to comprehensively attack the intruders.
The enemy. But before their offensive could be launched, the other EO troops that rushed over were only 500 meters away from the base.
Five minutes later, this encounter, which was enough to determine the fate of the two royal mercenary groups, 'Saint Clan' and 'EO', officially started. What is a hail of bullets, what is ruthlessness, what is a field attack, and what is an enclosure counterattack?
The two major armed forces used their blood and lives to perform the most vivid and tragic interpretation!
Everyone knows the meaning of this battle. No encouragement is needed. Everyone... gives their best!!
The Imperial Soul Team gathered fully as soon as the battle broke out, and left the gun-infested base as quickly as possible, retreating into the undulating low mountainous area. They were all close-combat warriors, and they were in a hail of bullets.
It will not play any role at all, but will bring fear to the performance of the armed forces.
"After four or five years of embarrassment, the EO Group finally showed off their royal momentum. Are they preparing to burn the boat? Or are they fighting to the death?" Gao Sen pushed up the glasses on the bridge of his nose, and a flash of light flashed across his solemn expression.
of scorching heat.
The series of strikes, the wild offensive, and the explosive power displayed by the EO mercenaries today made Gao Sen feel impressed.
This is the domineering and fierceness that the Black List royal family should possess.
Since the death of Diego, EO has not exploded with such passion as today for a long time. But it also shows their determination. Failure or failure, today will be a battle related to the survival of EO, and the war is destined to be tragic.
But this is not the battlefield of the Imperial Soul Team, and Gao Sen will never interfere. Their enemies...are around...
The five hundred Imperial Soul members stood scattered on the undulating low mountains, looking at the fully unfolded armed battlefield through the misty snow and fog. The violent roars and shrill screams also ignited the fighting spirit in their hearts.
Bit by bit, the bloodiness was aroused. As Gao Sen slowly raised his right hand, everyone took a deep breath, with solemn expressions, and pulled off the cloaks on their bodies. A strong fighting idea circulated in everyone's heart.
The mercenary troops are doing their best to stop the EO invasion, and their battlefield has begun.
Where is the emperor's soul?? Of course he is not willing to be second to others!
"Today, let this heavy snow bury your Yuwen lineage, and let this cold wind extinguish the fire of your imperial soul." A cold voice floated out from the depths of the vast snow and fog, swept by the howling cold wind.
In everyone's ears.
Here it comes?! The five hundred or so members of the Imperial Soul Team were not surprised at all. They each clenched their weapons and turned their strong bodies to look coldly at the surrounding mountains. In the white mist and the howling wind and snow, one could see hazy lines.
The shadows were slowly gathering towards their direction. The thick and powerful murderous intent swept over them with the cold wind, clearly shrouding them here.
"EO burns the boat, what will happen to you Ghost King? I want to see, why do you bury my Yuwen lineage, and why do you extinguish the fire of my imperial soul." Yuwen Huangxue smiled brightly, turned around and looked straight at the top of the mountain in front of him.
"Let this snowstorm be a witness." The Ghost King untied his thick cotton clothes, and the biting cold wind immediately wrapped his thin body tightly, but it could not contain the overwhelming fighting spirit that burst out of his body.
"The battle of the day is not over yet, it will continue today." Xing Wudao's cold eyes locked on Yu Wenhong who was dozens of meters away, his right hand slowly raised, and the broad sword flashed with cold light.
He has always been brooding about the battle that day. If the cunning Yu Wenhong hadn't tricked him, the battlefield that day wouldn't have ended with Skynet's defeat. The debt he owed today will be repaid today, and he will definitely make Yu Wenhong pay the price.
"I hope you have other trump cards, otherwise, what will be buried in this wind and snow is your death's left hand, and what will be extinguished is your ghost king's fire." The gentleness on Yuwen Huangxue's face began to shrink, and the vast and powerful murderous intention surged out.
Come out, as for competing with the wind and snow of this world.
Feeling Yuwen Huangxue's fierce fighting spirit and seeing the fierce killing intent behind his smile, Gao Sen and others successively untied their restraints, causing their blood to boil. Today's battle came unexpectedly, but the Emperor's Soul had been waiting for a long time, and he wanted to fight.
Fight, they will accompany you to the end!
The Ghost King seemed not to have heard the special meaning of Yuwen Huangxue's words. He took a deep breath of the cold air, raised his head vigorously, slowly opened his lazy and drooped eyes, and stared at them with cold eyes.
In the vast sky, his arms were opened as wide as possible. A violent killing intent was flowing in his body, and a hot feeling was flowing in his blood, as if the gray soul had taken over the body again.
The strange behavior of the Ghost King made everyone feel the dangerous aura, including the members of Death's Left Hand who were guarding the surroundings. They had never seen their King behave like this, and they had never felt such a dark and ferocious aura from the Ghost King.
While their hearts were frightened, everyone's eyes also flashed with a mixture of coldness and heat.
The troops on both sides began to accumulate aura, and thousands of martial arts masters refined their killing intent in the silent confrontation.
"Emperor Soul."
"grim Reaper."
Yuwen Huangxue and the Ghost King spoke almost at the same time, one was clear and thick, the other was cold and biting, the two terrifying auras colliding and intertwining silently as the cold wind swept across.
The troops on both sides tightened their minds slightly, silently accumulating strength, and locked their sharp eyes on their chosen opponents, like springs compressed to the extreme, waiting for the moment to explode.
PS: Here comes the eighth update!! Brothers are very generous in giving flowers. Facts have proved that our passion is still as strong as before and our strength has never weakened. Brothers, thank you!