Dao Twelve directly pulled out the big knife, Xiexie licked the blood from the tip of the knife, smiled coldly, and the next second, he also killed directly.
The generals will be raging in the nest, and the generals will be fierce in the whole nest.
As his three leaders were desperate for their lives, a group of subordinates, although they had suffered heavy casualties, still rushed out without taking any blood.
Although it may seem like you are hitting an egg with an egg, when your morale rises, it is like stabbing an elephant with a small knife!
A team of a thousand people charges once, fails once, and loses hundreds of people.
Another charge failed again, and the number of troops was reduced by hundreds again.
However, just like the leaders Dao Twelve and Mo Yang were desperate for their lives, this team was also desperate for their lives.
If you fail once, do it next time.
If it fails next time, try again.
After six consecutive charges, less than 300 people were left behind Dao Twelve and Mo Yang.
This is an ace division, the most elite unit in the Mysterious Alliance.
But faced with the siege of a crowd, it was still difficult to resist.
However, the opponent was obviously not much better. The originally thick wall of the crowd was suddenly forced out of a huge concave shape.
Stopped, many battles stopped, and they all stopped and looked here.
The elite soldiers who were within the charging range also slowly lowered their swords.
Everyone is afraid of violence, but everyone is more afraid of death.
No one wants to be the target of the next charge, because the enemy will die, and so will they.
Some people were trembling, and some were worried, but they were all unanimous and no one tried to block those concave gaps.
Even the people at the end of the concave gap have begun to retreat slowly.
"These guys... damn, what benefits did Han Sanqian give them to make them worth working so hard for?" Ye Shijun was obviously shocked by the spirit of such a dead soldier, and frowned incomprehensibly.
It is naturally difficult for a person with interests like him to understand the cohesion and passion of a team, let alone something called emotion.
Human beings are born great because of their feelings, and because of their feelings, people become more explosive and more terrifying.
Futian also gritted his teeth. He hated, hated the injustice of heaven, and hated the sky for giving him such elite troops as Han Sanqian. If these troops were given to them, Han Sanqian would have died countless times.
"If you want to die, why don't you give it to them?" Fu Tianyin said coldly with a cold voice.
"Send people over for reinforcements. If they want to die heroically, let them be more heroic." Ye Shijun sneered.
"Hey, okay, I'll make arrangements right now."
After finishing his words, Futian turned his eyes and waved his hand, and several senior officials of the Fujia immediately took the lead and hurried over with a group of Fujia disciples.
With the reinforcements, the soldiers on the concave side finally calmed down a little, and then one by one they raised their swords again.
"If you want to be killed by the sword, let me help you." The general of Fujia raised his sword and shouted angrily: "They are just a group of dying people, what should the generals have to fear?"
"Generals, listen to the order and follow me to kill you."
As soon as he finished speaking, the general took the lead and raised his gun directly to advance first.
With the general taking the lead, a group of soldiers regained their morale, and then followed him straight up.
In mid-air, Mo Beitian's final burning was also coming to an end. He could show off his strength for a while with a life-threatening force, but it was absolutely impossible to drag it on for a long time. As the Black Mountain Enchantress and the White-faced Jade Demon exerted their strength at the same time, it was obvious that
, Mo Beitian’s ending is also in sight.
On the ground, Dao Twelve and Mo Yang also fell under the charge of General Fujia. The three hundred soldiers behind them also fell one by one under the encirclement and suppression of the enemy...
The blood dyed the earth red, and at this time it seemed that the sky was red.
