On the city gate, Lin Huang smiled and shook his head. Then he looked at the people of the Huang tribe behind him, turned around, and jumped down from the Tianshen Pass.
Behind him, the first thirty-seven people from the Desolate tribe followed.
A group of thirty-eight people rushed into the battlefield under Tianshen Pass.
And above the city gate, those who had just entered the Desolate Clan were unhappy again.
The miserable forest looked down upon them again.
On the battlefield, when the people from the Desolate Clan appeared and advanced thirty miles, the people from the Evil Clan noticed something unusual and began to surround them.
Thirty-seven people formed a triangular sharp knife formation, with Lin Huang at the head, Lin Cangxue and others on the flanks, and Ye Wushuang and others behind them, heading deep into the battlefield.
This is the first time for more than thirty people to cooperate.
It's very difficult.
But only a real war can make them get along faster!
And with almost all of the Saint Kings, it would be extremely difficult for the evil clan to keep everyone behind.
At the top of Tianshen Pass, many warriors couldn't help but feel a little excited as they watched the people in the Thousand Machine Mirror rushing forward like a sharp blade.
They have been passively defensive for a long time!
I longed to draw the sword out of its sheath.
But strength... it's very important.
Without special skills, if you get off the Tianshen Pass, there is no way you can come back alive.
And the Desolate tribe...
Let them see hope.
The members of the Huang clan who were left on top of the city looked at it and cursed Lin Huang, feeling as if they were being scratched by a cat's claws.
Although their strength is not weak, the worst ones are still in the realm of martial saints. Placed anywhere outside of Zhongzhou, they are worthy of the words "strong" or "prodigy".
But on a battlefield where evil tribes are rampant, your life is like a piece of grass at any time.
About half an hour passed.
Lin Huang led everyone back to Tianshen Pass.
Looking at the people who had returned to Tianshen Pass and were covered in blood, the eyes of the Huang tribe members became different. They put away the expressions they used to secretly scold Lin Huang.
He looked at Lin Huang with a smile.
Just like the woman in a brothel seducing the patron downstairs.
Lin Huang quickly turned a blind eye to this.
After resting for a while at the city gate, Lin Huang once again led the people from before to plunder the city gate.
This time, Lin Huang was no longer the spearhead of the formation, but Lin Cangxue.
Seeing that it was the same group of people again, the faces of the people from the Desolate tribe who stayed on top of the city turned green...
That's too much!
Ouyang Yueming stood on the top of the city and looked at the group of people below. His expression did not change at all, but there was a glimmer of hope in his eyes than before.
Hope does not lie in the present.
And in the future.
After another half an hour, everyone fought back to Tianshen Pass.
It didn't take long.
They rushed down the Tianshen Pass again, this time led by Ye Wushuang!
once.
twice.
three times.
…
Thirty-seven people went back and forth to Tianshen Pass again and again.
The formation changes every time.
Every time I came back, I was covered in blood.
In one day, everyone rushed down thirty-two times.
When he returned to Tianshen Pass for the last time, Lin Huang discovered that the most urgent thing in this place might not be food and grass, but clothes!
There are also weapons.
That night, those tribesmen of the Desolate Tribe who had stayed at Tianshen Pass all day were about to rebel.
Naturally, Lin Huang didn't see them.
Leave such trivial matters to Song Changling, since he likes to reason anyway.
Wait until midnight, when everyone in the Desolate tribe has gone to sleep.
Lin Huang suddenly stood up.
He then took the thirty-seven people down to Tianshen Pass, catching the evil tribe on the battlefield by surprise.
Above the city gate, the Huang clan woke up and were furious, cursing Lin Huang for this piece of shit.
Are they stepmothers, or are they just pussies who never play with them!
"If you keep doing this, I can't stand it anymore!"
On the way back to Tianshen Pass again, Lord Mo said with a smile.
Lin Huang nodded, "Starting tomorrow, we will continue like this. Every time we rush down, ten people will come in in rotation!"
"Although they are not weak in strength, there are too many evil tribes that can kill the Martial Saint on this battlefield, and they will die if they are not careful. We are still in the training stage, and I hope they can all survive!"
"You are dreaming!"
Lord Grim snorted coldly.
"I just like to dream, junior brother!"
Lin Huang laughed.
Lord Grim was instantly furious and shot towards Lin Huang with a spear.
"Don't make trouble!"
Lin Cangxue spoke coldly, and the two of them immediately stopped fighting, not daring to make any mistakes.
"Where are the hundreds of thousands of troops my father brought from the underworld now?"
Lin Huang suddenly asked Lord Grim.
"have no idea!"
Lord Grim's reaction was very quick.
"You really don't know?"
Lin Huang frowned.
"Behind the defense line of the Dafeng Ancient Bronze Great Wall...if the gods can't pass the critical situation, they won't show up!"
Jun Mo said with a smile.
"That's good...that's good!"
Lin Huang hesitated for a moment, then nodded.
"If they appear on the two thousand-mile defense line now, the warriors here will probably be useless. This is not a good thing. It will make them lose their sense of crisis and the tempering of war!"
Lord Grim explained.
"Furthermore, you should understand... nearly half of the troops coming from the underworld were those who died in the battle between the Zuojia Ming Sect and the Daming Dynasty!"
"They sacrificed their lives and blood for this continent while they were alive. Do they have to fight until their souls are gone even after death, and they will never be reincarnated?"
Lord Grim's voice was a bit cold and hard.
"They all deserve to return home!"
Lin Huang shook his head, feeling a little heavy.
"Hometown..."
Lord Grim sighed, "You don't know, there are already angry voices in the army. The hometowns of some of them are just outside the northern border. This is a land that bears countless victims and blood!"
Lin Huang was silent, looking back at the battlefield filled with smoke, his eyes becoming sharper in the dark night.
Then... he was overwhelmed by a group of people from the Desolate tribe who rushed over.
"It's this bitch who won't let us go down to Tianshen Pass!"
"Fight to death!"
"They lied to us in the same way, but after we came in, they turned against each other and refused to recognize anyone else!"
"After I went to a brothel and got out of bed after a romantic night, I couldn't fall out faster than you!"
Lin Huang: "..."
Jianghu warriors are indeed wild and untamed.
Difficult!
…
Dawn breaks.
Lin Huang was preparing to quietly lead people down to Tianshen Pass again.
But before he reached the top of the city, he found hundreds of pairs of eyes staring at him dimly...
Lin Huang's heart suddenly went crazy.
Then let them choose ten places and follow the others to rush down the Tianshen Pass.
As a result, the focus of more than 300 people suddenly changed, and internal strife began.
Lin Huang had a smile in his eyes.
"You're nothing like a human being!"
Song Changling suddenly said.
"I'm fulfilling their wishes!"
Lin Huang said.
Song Changling snorted coldly, "A tiger ordered a fox to slap him, and there was a wolf next to him. The tiger told the fox, if the wolf doesn't tell him to stop, you will keep slapping him!"
"As a result, the wolf never shouted stop, so the fox hated the wolf. Do you think this is reasonable?"
Lin Huang spread his hands and said with a smile: "I think it's very reasonable!"