At a glance, it looks like the spring grass after the rain.
In a vigorous and vigorous manner, it started to start a prairie fire.
Start popping up from anywhere in the mountains.
The green mountains are faint and the silhouettes of people are shining.
The fierce sound of war drums echoed in the green mountains, surging and surging.
Countless echoes, accompanied by fierce eruptions, merged and roared in the mountains.
There are people everywhere and soldiers and horses everywhere.
Looking up, heads of people keep popping up on various mountain tops.
Looking straight up, the dark soldiers appeared from the foot of the mountain.
Turning around, there were soldiers and horses surging behind them, layer upon layer.
Turning around, what you can see, except for the green mountain grass, are all people, and all are soldiers and horses.
It's like they are at the bottom of a basin.
And on the edge of the basin and on the walls of the basin, everything is the enemy, everything is.
It took the eyes of all the remaining soldiers on Hades Island.
It disturbed the ears of all the remaining soldiers on Hades Island.
The desperate heart of running for life.
Surrounded, they were truly surrounded.
The faces of the Four Saints of Hades Island were extremely ugly at this time.
They have never suffered such a failure.
I have never been reduced to such a result.
They were forced here by a force that was twice as powerful as them, and traps were everywhere, forcing them into such a desperate situation.
"Kill..."
Like mercury pouring down the ground, soldiers and horses that had been waiting for a long time on various mountaintops were roaring and furious, charging towards the soldiers and horses of Hades Island at the foot of the mountains.
From all directions, it is overwhelming.
They had waited too long for this day.
It's finally time for them to take a breath, finally it's time for them to take revenge.
Soldiers and horses were flying in all directions.
"Charge, hurry up, rush out this way, hurry up..." Amidst thousands of roars and killing sounds, Mu Sheng's face was dark but his eyes were sharp and pointed in a certain direction.
In a package of layers, the only weakest direction.
He immediately roared loudly and immediately mounted his horse and charged forward.
There are mountains and hills in that direction, and the road is rugged. It is an escape route that can be missed.
We can't sit back and wait for death, we can't just surrender, absolutely not.
With their horses galloping, the Four Saints of Hades Island led the remaining tens of thousands of soldiers of Hades Island.