The two powerful men, Blood King and Black Crocodile, were killed one after another. With their deaths, this joint warrior of the Dark Night Organization and the Bounty Alliance could be said to be on the verge of collapse.
Although there are still some enemy soldiers who are fighting stubbornly in the field, there are less than twenty enemy soldiers left, and most of them have been killed.
The remaining enemy soldiers have already lost their will to fight. Formidable ones like the Blood King and Black Crocodile have all been killed, and they are even more vulnerable.
Especially Ye Junlang charged all the way and entered the ranks of these enemy soldiers with an irresistible power.
Tyrannosaurus, Mad Tower, Zhan Ge, Raging Wolf, Fang Lie, Shao Shao, Liu Mo and other Satan Army soldiers also gathered to attack and kill them. They were all covered in blood, and they all had certain injuries to one degree or another. But
However, their fighting spirit has not weakened even a little. They are still high-pitched and fierce, and they charge towards the remaining enemy soldiers with roars.
Blood flew out, and the sound of screams could be heard endlessly.
Soon, all the enemy soldiers in the field were killed, and the only one standing in the field was the iron-blooded army of Satan.
It can be said that this was an extremely tragic battle. There were only thirty people in the Satan Army, but they completely wiped out this joint warrior team of about two hundred people. Such a result will definitely shock the dark world. Once again,
It adds a classic battle to the Satanic Army in which less defeats more.
However, the Satan Army also paid a bloody price in this battle.
There have even been casualties among soldiers!
After the battle, Du Yan didn't even have time to rest, so he gathered together the seriously injured soldiers in the Satan Army to check their injuries.
When Tie Zheng came over with Xiao Wei in his arms, Du Yan's heart skipped a beat. She immediately rushed forward and checked Xiao Wei's injuries. What she saw was that several vital parts of Xiao Wei's body were damaged.
There was a wound stabbed by a sharp blade, and Xiao Wei's face was already blue, his lips were black and purple, and the tip of his nose had long stopped breathing.
Tie Zheng looked at Du Yan, his eyes were red, and he slowly shook his head.
What Du Yan understood was that there was no way to save Xiao Wei.
"No, no, nothing will happen to Xiaowei, nothing will happen..."
Du Yan said with a choked tone. She carried Xiao Wei down and laid her flat on the ground. She wanted to stop the bleeding from Xiao Wei's wounds, but she couldn't. She was doing first aid cardiopulmonary resuscitation, but she could do it.
As she was doing this, she couldn't help crying, and tears appeared in her eyes and fell down drop by drop.
Ye Junlang also walked over, his face was gloomy, and he was almost dripping with desire.
He felt that his steps became unusually heavy. Every time he took a step forward, he seemed to have to exert all his strength, and his heart became heavy. He walked forward step by step, followed by soldiers of the Satan Army one after another.
Everyone was solemn, everyone was silent, and a solemn and tragic feeling emanated from the bodies of these Satan Army soldiers.
Ye Junlang walked over and saw Du Yan kneeling on the ground, her shoulders shaking, and a soft sob coming from her mouth. An indescribable grief that anyone could feel.
Ye Junlang bent his knees and slowly knelt down. Looking at Xiao Wei lying in front of him, he was about to cry without tears.
His face was almost numb, with no other superfluous expression except gloom and sorrow. His eyes were hollow, as if he had lost all his soul and soul.
"Serena——"
Ye Junlang spoke slowly, and he stretched out his hand across Xiao Wei's livid face, but his fingers were trembling slightly.
His hand, whether holding a gun or a saber, was as stable as a rock and would never tremble for a moment, but at this moment it was trembling slightly.
The touch between his fingers was very cold, there was no trace of warmth anymore, it was Serena's face.
His eyes had been closed peacefully, and there was even a smile before his death on the corner of his mouth. It can be seen that Xiao Wei passed away peacefully and contentedly, without any regrets.
But the more this happened, the more sad and heartache Ye Junlang felt.
“The wind is strong, the smoke is rising, the drums are beating and the heaven and earth are shaking!
Heads can be cut off, blood can be shed, and warriors are brave enough to kill the enemy first!
The setting sun reflects like blood, and a soldier will never regret his death!"
A low and solemn song sang from Ye Junlang's throat. The song was solemn and desolate, echoing throughout the world.
Gradually, the soldiers of the Satan Army around them also spoke one after another, and each one of them sang in a low and solemn voice——
"The sky is vast and the war is raging. Who can come to fight?"
In the world of mortals, a cup of dirt, brothers will drink again in the next life!
In the world of mortals, with a cup of dirt, brothers will kill the enemy again in the next life!"
The song is tragic and desolate, and contains an indescribable iron-blooded brotherhood. The whole song has a rhythm, which first decreases, then rises, and then rises high, impacting people's hearts.
This is a wine-sacrifice song. Every time a soldier of the Satan Army dies, Ye Junlang and the Satan Army soldiers will sing this sad and sad wine-sacrifice song.
A wine song to commemorate the spirit of the brother in heaven!
A wine-sacrifice song expresses the memory of the Satan Army!
Singing over and over again, Ye Junlang burst into tears. He thought the tears had dried up, and no matter how sad he was, no tears would fall.
But at this moment, the tears in my eyes couldn't help but overflow.
"Serena, brother, I'm sorry for you! I couldn't protect you!"
Ye Junlang said with a choked tone, the grief in his heart was indescribable.
"Xiaowei, my brother, let's go! In the next life, we will still be brothers, drink and eat meat, and fight the enemy side by side!" Tie Zheng said, he was a strong man with strong bones, and his eyes were red.
"Xiaowei, you will always live in our hearts! Farewell in this life, see you in the next!" Angry Wolf also said in a low voice.
At some point, the night wind howled and whimpered, seeming to be infected by the sorrowful emotion at this moment. All the Satan Army soldiers were kneeling, motionless like wooden sculptures. Such deep brotherhood was amazing to watch.
Everyone will be moved by it.
After a long time, Ye Junlang slowly stood up. He hugged Xiao Wei and said: "Xiao Wei, let's go home! From now on, you will no longer have to follow us around, and you will never follow us again."
Traveling through the hail of bullets. Rest well, my brother. The blood you shed will not be in vain. One day, when my brothers and I break through the Dark Night Organization and the Bounty Alliance, we will come to pay homage to your grave.
!I will take back the blood you shed for you. This is my oath, and it is also the oath of the Satan Army!"
Ye Junlang hugged Xiao Wei's cold body and walked forward, and the Satan Army soldiers stood up one after another and followed him forward.
The entire warrior team still maintains an orderly formation, and the tragic and desolate atmosphere that permeates it is mixed with the aura of iron-blooded killing, rendering this world.
Behind them, there was blood and corpses on the ground, like hell.