"Damn it. The commandos continue to attack the gate. The magician attacks the flying pets in the air. The others continue to attack the wall."
The Blade Warrior reacted quickly. With a roar, at least five or six hundred magic spells flew into the air. The flying pets, who had no time to dodge, were wiped out together with the pets. No one could withstand so many spells. Even the flaming eagle probably wouldn't be able to withstand a few magic attacks.
What's more, the fire demon riding on the back of the flaming eagle can't even carry it.
Although the Blade Warrior's quick counterattack played a preventive role, those flying pets kept hovering in the air. Whenever they had the opportunity, they would dive and attack. Especially the Fire Eagle. In one attack, it would hang out dozens of white streaks. Shadow. This makes Blade Warrior heartbroken.
However, the people of the Alliance could only watch helplessly as the flying pets of the 'Imperial Tribe' hovered in the sky, but there was nothing they could do. All their members who had flying pets stayed in Cassidon City.
The flying team of the 'Imperial Tribe' caused them only the second most damage. The key was to obstruct them again and again, preventing them from making an effective attack on the 'War Spirit Mercenary Group'.
The defense level of the 'War Spirit Mercenary Group' station's decline suddenly slowed down a lot.
"Fuck. The flying team of the 'Imperial Tribe' has already come to me. I am now under attack from both sides. Before the 'Imperial Tribe' team arrives, I want to take down the defense of the 'War Spirit Mercenary Group'. Yes. It's impossible. You guys have to hurry up. Their people will arrive soon. If we don't destroy a few of their mercenary groups, we may be wiped out." The Blade Warrior was already furious. He pointed at the alliance command channel. A roar.
Hearing such news, the hearts of the alliance force team commanders sank. At this time, except for Nalan Ruoxi, they had already attacked the opponent's regiment. But the other seven teams, even the gates of their camps were blocked. If you want to break through the defense, you don't have nearly an hour. I'm afraid it's very difficult to do it. But in one hour, will the reinforcements from the 'Imperial Tribe' fail to arrive?
Even if Nalan Ruoxi achieved victory, it would be too tragic to compare the victory with the annihilation of the entire army.
The alliance forces only destroyed a 200-member D-class mercenary group of the 'Imperial Tribe' at the cost of annihilating the entire army. I am afraid that the confidence of the alliance forces will completely collapse.
A shadow has fallen over the heads of these commanders.
It seems that they have smelled the breath of failure.
"System announcement. The Mengniu Mercenary Group's station was destroyed by the Zifeng Mercenary Group. The Mengniu Mercenary Group was immediately disbanded. Its original members' attacks on all players in the Fama District will be invalid within seven days."
Suddenly, a piece of news that was even more shocking than the declaration of war by the alliance forces and the 'Purple Wind Mercenary Group' against the 'Imperial Tribe' forces rang out in the sky above the entire Falma Continent.
This announcement is somewhat different from the previous situation after the mercenary group was destroyed. This is also the result of the automatic upgrade of the system.
After the team or mercenary group that was destroyed before was disbanded, its original members could not attack the members of the mercenary group that declared war on it within three days. But now that it has been defeated, you have to stay quietly. Within a week .You have no effect on everyone in the continent, but others can kill you. This can be regarded as a punishment for defeat.
"Damn it. What's going on?" Hearing such a system announcement, the expression of Huo Sha, who was still in the air while riding on the back of the flaming eagle, changed. He didn't take the declaration of war of the 'Purple Wind Mercenary Group' at all. It's the same thing. That garbage mercenary group is hiding like a shrunken turtle. What kind of climate can it become?
But now, this inconspicuous team suddenly wiped out their own 'Mercenary Bull Group' in Bastille. This is too impossible. Where did they come from?
"Dragon Sha. What's going on at Bastille?" Fire Sha immediately shouted on the alliance channel.
"I don't know. This news came without any warning. I'm just about to send someone to inquire." Long Sha replied.
"What are you asking about? They must have been hiding in the Bastille for a long time. You ask the people from the second regiment to guard the teleportation array. Half of the people from the fourth regiment to block the city gate. Don't let them escape. Also, Half of them will search the whole city and kill every one they see." This idiot Huo Sha made another wrong decision.
In his imagination, the 'Purple Wind Mercenary Group', which had less than a hundred combat members, relied on sneak attacks to succeed with one blow. It must have escaped. Unfortunately, his idea was completely wrong. .
Who is Murong Xiaotian? He is a person who will never let go of any opportunity. He is a powerful character under Little Buick. Except for a shabby dragon who is still in the Bastille, the rest are not at home. Even if some idiot is angry Damn it. I'm afraid he won't come back unless several of his team's bases are wiped out. The eight mercenary regiments of Bastille are now completely defenseless. If we don't uproot him at this time, how long will it take? What's more? .If we don’t use ruthless measures, how can we resolve the crisis for the alliance’s powerful teams?
"System announcement. The Cavalry Wind Regiment mercenary group's station was destroyed by the Zifeng Mercenary Group. The Cavalry Wind Regiment mercenary group was immediately disbanded. Its original members' attacks on all players in the Fama District will be invalid within seven days."
Huo Sha had just turned off the channel. The system rang with shocking news again.
This time, the Cavalry Wind Regiment mercenary group of the 'Imperial Tribe' was destroyed. The time interval between the destruction of the Mengniu mercenary group just now was less than two minutes.
Huo Sha was stunned for a moment. Then he immediately roared at the channel: "Long Sha. Immediately divide your troops to support other team stations."
The most excited people about the announcement coming from the system were those from the alliance forces. This undoubtedly gave them a shot in the arm. If nothing else, the destruction of a mercenary group over there was nothing for them. The pressure has been reduced. The reinforcement team of the 'Imperial Tribe' has lost one member.
More importantly, it has damaged the morale of the 'Imperial Tribe'. Of course, relying on the power of the 'Zifeng Mercenary Group', they want to transfer the reinforcements back. They don't dare to hope.
According to their speculation, eighty percent of the success of the 'Purple Wind Mercenary Group' was due to sneak attacks. But this already made them dare not underestimate the man who was once chased by the 'Xuezhuo Mantou Mercenary Group' and was hiding in Tibet. The 'Purple Wind Mercenary Group' was destroyed several times.
The mercenary group that was able to destroy the 'Imperial Tribe' twice in a row under their eyes. How dare you call such a team weak?
But then something happened that completely stunned them and the entire continent. In just twenty minutes, the system's announcement rang six times. In less than twenty minutes, the "Purple Wind Mercenary Group" Six of the eight mercenary regiments of the 'Imperial Tribe' in Bastille were destroyed. This suddenly broke the imagination of everyone in the Fama Continent. It was beyond the imagination of everyone.
The alliance force is composed of thirty-eight mercenary groups. It has been unable to attack for a long time and has no suggestions. The unknown and unknown 'Purple Wind Mercenary Group'. However, under the nose of Power City, he was killed on the bus. Six of the eight teams in the bottom castle were killed. How could this not shock everyone in the entire Fama Continent?
The 'Purple Wind Mercenary Group' set off the myth of the Falma Continent and created the legend of the Falma Continent. At the same time, from this moment on, the 'Purple Wind Mercenary Group' also completely stepped onto the stage of the history of the Falma Continent. No one dares to underestimate this team anymore.
"System announcement. The Blue Star Mercenary Group's station was destroyed by the Warriors Mercenary Group. The Blue Star Mercenary Group was immediately disbanded. Its original members' attacks on all players in the Fama District will be invalid within seven days."
The announcement sounded again in the system, allowing the alliance forces to finally save some face. Nalan Ruoxi's eighth team finally captured the 'Blue Star Mercenary Group', one of the peripheral teams of the 'Imperial Tribe'.
"I'm done here. I'll come to support you immediately." Nalan Ruoxi was in a good mood.
"Don't worry. I can break through the wall in half an hour at most." Crazy Yi Dao also answered confidently.
Now, they are all elated. There are only two teams left in Bastille Fort of the Imperial Tribe. As for Little Buick's eight direct line battle groups, at least two of the teleportation formations that guard Bastille Fort must be left. As for Little Buick's direct subordinates Those who know the details of the team know very well that without his orders, no one can mobilize it out of Power City. And the little Buick is still far away in the northernmost part of the 'Land of Mirage'.
Then, the reinforcements from the other side are at most 3,000 from the six C-level mercenary regiments of Little Buick. As for the two remaining mercenary regiments of the Imperial Tribe in the Bastille, they can be ignored. Maybe not. .Maybe they will be destroyed by that crazy 'Purple Wind Mercenary Group' again later.
Then the 3,000 reinforcements from the six C-level mercenary groups arrived. Their alliance still had an advantage in numbers and had the strength to compete with them. Besides, Nalan Ruoxi's eighth team had already freed up their hands. The situation has begun to turn towards their side.
"Sweat, we finally won a station. Otherwise, we would be in great disgrace this time." Blade Warrior said on the alliance command channel: "The 'Purple Wind Mercenary Group' won six in one go. But we The alliance of thirty-eight teams has only won one until now. If we don't destroy the remaining seven peripheral teams of the 'Imperial Tribe', we will be laughed at to death."
"Damn it. This 'Purple Wind Mercenary Group' is so awesome. It pulls teeth out of a tiger's mouth and it's so fierce." The Hell Killer lamented repeatedly.
"Damn, weren't they so rubbish before?" the Spartan warrior said.
"Hey, actually, have you noticed that since the last time they destroyed the 'Xue Zhuo Mantou Mercenary Group', the 'Zifeng Mercenary Group' is no longer the former 'Zifeng Mercenary Group'. It is as big as a small Buick They have been able to do nothing for so long. But their performance this time is simply amazing. I think a new powerful force is about to rise in our Fama continent." Blood Meteor said. own thoughts.
"Is the leader of the Zifeng Mercenary Group a man or a woman?" the ** girl asked.
"Why do you ask?"
"It's a man. I'll go and get him." The girl replied.
"Haha..." There was a burst of laughter in the alliance channel.
"Hurry up and attack. A support force from the 'Imperial Tribe' has already arrived at my place. Damn, they are from the 'Imperial Tribe's First Affiliated Mercenary Group'. Damn, their attack power is quite powerful. You are leaving. We need to hurry up and end the battle from a distance. Otherwise, it will be a fierce battle. We may not win. Damn, the attack power of these bastards is too strong."
Suddenly, Blade shouted in the Alliance command channel. He was the closest to the Bastille. Therefore, an enemy reinforcement arrived here first.
Blade Warrior's words and his nervous tone immediately made these people feel nervous again after they had just relaxed. The first team of Blade Warrior, but there were nearly two thousand people, and he felt it was difficult. As for the rest, What about the team?
It seems that they still underestimated the combat effectiveness of the direct mercenary group of the 'Imperial Tribe'.
"Commander, how are you doing there?" Nalan Ruoxi suddenly asked.
"It's very peaceful. There aren't many people in Bastille right now. How dare they attack us," the godless leader replied in the channel.
"Commander-in-Chief, you now turn around and attack their teleportation array at Bastille Castle. They have at most two direct mercenary groups from Little Buick in Bastille Fort. He must have at least one mercenary group to deal with the 'Purple Wind Mercenary Group' 'People. So, I estimate that they only have one mercenary group guarding the teleportation formation at most. If you attack hard, their reinforcements will have to be divided into reinforcements." Nalan Ruoxi had an idea and finally got smart. return.
"Okay. I'll launch an attack now." Wushen Cult Leader immediately started taking action.
Suddenly, the originally peaceful teleportation arrays of Bastille Castle and Cassidon City became lively.
It's just that this time it's reversed. The original defender has become the attacker, and the attacker has become the defender...
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After Murong Xiaotian and Da Xiami separated, they quickly moved towards the station of the 'Mengniu Mercenary Group'. Regarding the situation of the eight mercenary groups of the 'Imperial Tribe' in Bastille, from the last time the kamikaze came from Da Xiami He already knew everything about the information he brought back.
Even the eight mercenary groups knew exactly which street and road they were on. Of course, this was also due to the detailed map of the entire city of Bastille that Da Xiami brought.
Among these eight mercenary groups, there are four C-level mercenary groups and four D-level mercenary groups. But whether they are C-level or D-level, Murong Xiaotian didn't take it seriously. According to what Da Xiami just said, Look, there are only about a hundred people left in these four C-level mercenary groups. And there are only a few dozen people in the four D-level mercenary groups.
But what really makes Murong Xiaotian feel confident is because the masters of the 'Imperial Tribe' are not at home. Even the more powerful characters of the eight mercenary groups of the Bastille have followed Huo Sha to the periphery. Went for reinforcements.
As for the only ones left here, Long Sha and the deputy leader of the 'First Mercenary Group Affiliated to the Imperial Tribe', one should at least stay there to guard the teleportation array. The remaining one, Murong Xiaotian, can't even sneeze. one time.
What's more, I've seen what the Dragon Demon is capable of a long time ago. It's incomparable to that Earth Demon. Two words: garbage.
They were almost at the gate of the Mengniu Mercenary Group. Murong Xiaotian changed the nickname on his head to the words 'Kill without mercy: Level 31 (Deputy Leader of the Zifeng Mercenary Group)'. He drew up his figure. Such as He rushed towards the gate of the Mengniu Mercenary Group's station like a meteor.
Kill without mercy is his signature in this battle.
"Boom." Murong Xiaotian rushed forward. Without even looking, he shook his hand and struck out with his 'Thunder Light Fist'.
The five-meter radius around the door of the 'Mengniu Mercenary Group' suddenly became completely blank. The few members of the 'Mengniu Mercenary Group' who were still unaware of anything standing at the door immediately turned into white light.
Murong Xiaotian dodged and entered the station. The phantom drift was stretched to the limit in an instant, bringing out a series of phantoms. They rushed directly to the regiment flag in the middle of the station. When the people of the 'Mercenary Bull Mercenary Group' reacted. Murong Xiaotian was less than ten meters away from the regimental flag.
"Cut." Murong Xiaotian shouted deeply. The cold light of the Xuanbing Sword flashed out. He was still eight meters away. Then he slashed out with a fierce sword. The sharp cold light split the dough flag into two halves.
