After being stunned for the first time, he immediately shouted: "Stop it, stop it, you are one of our own people, you are our own people..."
One of our own?
Only the soldiers and horses of Hades Island who instinctively resisted were left. Listening to the roars of the Four Saints of Hades Island in despair, they were all stunned.
Our own people? How can we have our own people?
Could it be that Hades Island is sending extra troops to help them? To rescue them?
There was such hesitation in my heart, and my hands were so slow.
Immediately, he saw the opponent's armor clearly.
Although it is dilapidated and beyond recognition.
However, that style, that color, heaven, that is the armor of Hades Island.
The people they fought with were the people from Hades Island.
The soldiers and horses following the Four Saints of Hades Island suddenly realized that they were companions, they were companions.
Each one of them couldn't hold on anymore, threw down their weapons, and sat down immediately.
I can't stand up now, and I don't want to stand up anymore.
And in the roar of Mu Sheng and others, the opponent's soldiers and horses were also stunned.
After seeing it clearly, everyone looked surprised and happy, and then they also sat down on the ground.
They are their people, their own people.
Joy, even if the other party is in a state of embarrassment, it is still absolute joy.
This is a helper, a helper.
However, compared to the joy of the soldiers, the faces of the Four Saints of Hades Island gradually darkened.
Especially when looking at the coach-looking man riding up from a distance, his face became as black as water and as cold as ice.
"What's going on? Gold, wood, water and soil, why are you?"
The two coaches who came on horseback were briefly surprised when they saw the Four Saints of Metal, Wood, Water, and Earth, and then their expressions changed and became ashen.
His cold eyes swept across the broken army in front of him.
Jin Sheng's voice was sour, he opened his mouth and said reluctantly: "Shang, Jiao, you only have... these few troops left?"
The dilapidated army in front of me was either injured or disabled.
There is still the high-spirited spirit and the invincible sharpness and majesty in the world.
The hundreds of thousands of soldiers and horses that marched into the Snow Holy Kingdom, at this time, it seems that there are less than tens of thousands, less than tens of thousands left.
Hearing the question from Jin Sheng, the two saints from Shangjiao turned pale and gritted their teeth.