Chapter One Hundred and Fifty-Second Death to Retire
Taking this opportunity, Sister Zhen and Wentian hurriedly ran out of the dark pavilion, helped up the injured Yaizhen, and quickly retreated to the second city gate. "You guys go quickly, I'll hold on here first." Chang Xiaofo glanced at the seriously injured Yaizhen.
Yaizhen gave the order directly.
Wentian was stunned for a moment, his heart warmed, and then he said with a cold face as he was accustomed to: "With your cultivation, you can block it for a few minutes. If you want to leave, you can leave, but I will stay!"
"Stop being so damn verbose, if you still think of me as Sixth Brother, you have to listen to me!" Chang Xiaofo shouted angrily, but his eyes were filled with boundless relief and determination. The location of the hidden grid has been exposed,
Most of the institutions have also been destroyed, and there is no point in retreating. The purpose of staying is to allow others to leave safely. Everyone knows this.
Wentian looked at Chang Laughing Buddha sadly, with endless pain and reluctance written on his young face. But the situation in front of him no longer allowed him to think more about it, so he had no choice but to nod helplessly, and together with Sister Zhen, he supported Yaizi towards the
The Paradise receded. Unexpectedly, they had just taken a few steps when Chang Laughing Buddha stopped him again: "Lao Jiu, apologize to my second brother for me. I didn't mean to go against him these years!"
"Wait for you to tell him these nonsense words when you go back, I don't care!" Wentian pretended to be strong and said things that went against his will. But he didn't dare to look back, for fear that if he looked at it one more time, he would shed deep tears: "Brother Six, you
Live a good fucking life, or when we get to the new Pingle Kingdom, who will help me bully that big pumpkin!"
"Okay, okay!" Looking at the retreating figures of Wentian and Sister Zhen, Chang Xiaofo smiled and responded repeatedly. He knew that everything was impossible, but the warmth and touch of this moment still made him feel very happy.
After calming down his mind, Chang Laughing Buddha looked at the more than 300 remaining subordinates behind him and asked loudly: "Brothers, the time has come to sacrifice for the Pingle Kingdom, are you afraid?"
"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid," everyone shouted in unison, their bloodshot eyes filled with determination to defend the country to the death.
"Okay! Every thirty people line up, guard the city gate and never let the Dark Army take a step forward." Chang Xiaofo shouted, but he stood at the front, facing the slowly approaching Dark Army, and suddenly let out a
bursts of laughter. In an instant, the whole Zhihui became dark, with flying sand and rocks. The waves of sound were like a surging tide, slamming into the frightened soldiers. In an instant, hundreds of lives were taken away from the panicked soldiers.
They immediately fled in all directions, and some of the remaining mechanisms immediately came into play. Countless fire arrows and ice arrows were shot everywhere indiscriminately. Countless soldiers fell to the ground one after another. For a while, screams could be heard endlessly, and the entire battlefield fell into chaos.
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The Dragon Mastiff was furious, barked, and pounced ferociously at the Chang Laughing Buddha opposite. Several other generals also led their soldiers and spared no effort to rush towards the defenders in front of the city gate. Anyone with a discerning eye could see that so far
, this war lasted for nearly two hours. Although the Dark Army has been advancing forward and almost achieved victory, it has lost 4,500 people. On the other hand, in the Pingle Kingdom, except for Yaizhen who was seriously injured, so far
So far, not a single soldier has been lost. Compared with the two, it is clear who wins and who loses. If this continues, even if the Pingle Kingdom is finally successfully occupied, there may not be a few of the 30,000 people left. So this
More than 300 people must not be let go again.
Facing a hundred times more enemies, more than 300 soldiers defending the city soon fell one after another. Although the Dark Legion also lost five or six hundred people, it was still lost. Chang Laughing Buddha was also beaten by the Dragon Mastiff.
He was seriously injured and lay on the ground, turning into a beautiful dolphin, motionless and dying.
"Demon Lord Haiyun, it is indeed you!" Dragon Mastiff stood proudly next to the dolphin, smiling contemptuously: "The former leader of the Shui Tribe was willing to be a little elder in the Pingle Kingdom. You are really a bitch.
Yeah!" Chang Laughing Buddha didn't answer. He just lay on the ground panting rapidly, as if he would stop breathing at any time.
"He is the leader of the Water Tribe who has been missing for hundreds of years - Demon Lord Haiyun, you can't tell!" Long Jiao curled his lips in disdain, raised his foot and kicked Chang Laughing Buddha twice on the head.
Without noticing, he had wandered in front of a sharp mouth full of fangs.
Chang Laughing Buddha suddenly rushed forward, holding the dragon dragon around his waist with his long and slender mouth, and his sharp teeth pierced the armor fiercely, causing blood to flow profusely. The dragon struggled and wailed in fear, and pulled out the dragon dragon to carry it with him.
With his weapon, he chopped off Chang Laughing Buddha's head crazily.
Chang Laughing Buddha endured severe pain and refused to let go. The tragic scene made all the soldiers stunned. Then they pulled out their weapons and stabbed Chang Laughing Buddha desperately. Chang Laughing Buddha twitched in pain until
The huge body was chopped into pulp, and then he weakly opened his mouth. At this time, the dragon dragon had already been cut into three sections by the sharp teeth, and died silently.
The tragic scene clearly fell into the eyes of Wuxin and the others. Everyone shed tears. Even Jin Lie couldn't help but his eyes turned red. But Lu Xiao still stood upright, his brows furrowed, his eyes
Staring deeply at the dark army that was slowly gathering, he seemed to be thinking about something. The Jade Dragon noticed that his expression was different and couldn't help but ask: "Great Protector, is there something wrong?"
——"The Dark Legion seems to be missing a lot of people------"
"After going through these two wars, they lost thousands of people at least. It's no surprise that they lost less! Making a fuss out of a molehill." Wuxin was very dissatisfied with Lu Xiao's indifference and became rude in his words.
.But how did he understand that the most useless thing on the battlefield is tears. Rather than venting emotions pointlessly here, it is better to stay calm, assess the situation, and make adequate preparations for the next step in order to achieve a comprehensive victory.
Lu Xiao's words attracted the attention of Jade Dragon. This female general, who has been on the battlefield for many years, can always maintain a calm attitude and keen insight in critical moments. After carefully observing the enemy camp, she was surprised to find that although the Dark Legion had lost
Four to five thousand people, but there should be at least six remaining in the original eight phalanxes, but now there are less than five phalanxes, at least 5,000 people missing. Of the eight generals, excluding the three who were killed successively, there are only three people standing now.
In front of the formation, the remaining two had already disappeared.
"Could it be that they know our plan and have sent people to the rear?" A terrible thought suddenly appeared in his mind. A glance at Lu Xiao's gloomy face made Jade Dragon even more convinced of this guess.
"Have the mechanisms for retreating in the other three directions been opened?" Lu Xiao asked in a low voice.
"No!" Jade Dragon replied helplessly. After all, these mechanisms are too dangerous. If no one supervises them, they can easily cause accidental injuries, so they are always closed. Without any time to think about it, Jade Dragon immediately ordered Wentian who had just withdrawn.
: "Lao Jiu, you and Sister Zhen immediately lead 200 killing convoys to support He Wu!"
"Yes!" After the painful lesson just now, Wentian no longer dared to talk nonsense. He nodded obediently and hurried to the west with Sister Zhen and her two hundred people. Lu Xiao watched them go away.
The figure silently prayed in her heart: "Rou'er, reinforcements will arrive soon. You must hold on!"