Volume 2 Chapter 353: The Wind Rises and the Sky Cold. I am Su Ming! (Third update)
On the battlefield, there is no right or wrong. (《》)
On the battlefield, there is only obedience.
Su Ming chose to join this war, so he needed to obey Zhou De's order to complete this gorgeous performance, this time, this bloody experiment.
When he rushed out of the southern war zone and appeared on the open land, there were nearly a thousand people following him. In front of him was an area where hundreds of witch clans were located a long distance away.
He could even see that hundreds of witch clans were looking at them one after another at this moment, looking at them indifferently.
"Sir, I want to divide the troops and spread out, involving the power of the witch clan..." Yanbo's heart was pounding at this moment. He felt that he was a little too crazy. Originally he was just a little person who was not taken seriously on this battlefield. He only brought
More than a dozen people were fighting for their lives on this battlefield.
But all this changed drastically after meeting Su Ming. When he led more than a hundred people, he was already satisfied. He felt that under his control, these more than a hundred people could be completely controlled.
They are satisfied with killing more based on maximizing survival.
But before this satisfaction could wait long, the number of followers around them reached two hundred or even three hundred, and then more and more. This change made Yanbo excited and scared at the same time.
When Zhou Shuai's order came, Yanbo felt bitter and helpless in his heart. He wanted to retreat, but the battle order was like a mountain. Once he retreated, his tribe would despise him and he could not retreat.
Behind him is the Tianlan Barrier. If he retreats, if everyone else retreats, then the war will spread to the entire barbarian tribe... He dare not think about that scene, even though he kept telling himself in his heart that this
A war only happens once a hundred years, and this war is not the final decisive battle.
The Tianlan Barrier cannot be broken, but even so, when he really participated, he couldn't help but feel the cruelty and horror of war.
Everything is possible. Holy Church
"I don't know the specific commander, you make arrangements." Su Ming did not look back, his eyes were fixed on the people of the Witch Clan in the distance, and he spoke in a deep voice as he walked forward.
"Sir, my idea is that there is no need to change the team. From here to there, there is almost a distance of nearly ten thousand feet. Let's rush over in one go!" Yanbo gritted his teeth. He was worried that after they dispersed, someone would be caught in this act.
Shocked, he had the intention to retreat, so it would be better to follow Su Ming.
"Are you afraid?" Su Ming said.
"Don't be afraid!" Yan Bo gritted his teeth.
"I'm not afraid either. The worst that can happen is death!" Zi Che rushed out of the crowd, passed the order and returned behind Su Ming. During the gallop, he heard the words of Su Ming and Yan Bo and laughed at the side.
Su Ming smiled, his eyes full of fighting spirit. As he galloped, the team of a thousand people roared like the wind. This wind blew from outside Tianlan, swept across the room, and headed straight for the people of the Witch Clan.
Ten thousand feet, nine thousand feet, eight thousand feet, seven thousand feet!!
As Su Ming and others rushed out, low roars came from the team, and they still completely left the battlefield, becoming an extremely unique and conspicuous presence on the battlefield.
Just when the distance between them and the people of the Witch Clan had narrowed to 6,000 feet, the people of the Witch Clan suddenly started to move, and they saw five hunters with masks from the Witch Clan galloping out.
Behind him were more than a hundred Wu clan warriors, who suddenly rushed towards Su Ming.
At this moment, they are almost the same, not to mention being watched by everyone! Too many people have their eyes on them, especially in Tianlan City. In addition to the seven or eight old men on the city wall, there are other people who are also looking at them.
At this point, the team rushed out of the war zone.
In Tianlan City, there is the tallest building. It is shaped like a huge cylinder, and at the top is a round sphere. This sphere is a hundred feet in diameter. It floats on the cylinder.
Inside the sphere, there is a quiet secret room.
At this moment, in this secret room, three old men are sitting cross-legged.
The old man in the middle had dry and cracked skin and was full of gloom, but his eyes were as deep as if they had been deposited for thousands of years. He looked ahead. From his position, there was no obstruction by the inner wall of the sphere, but instead
It's as transparent as day, and you can clearly see every location on the entire battlefield. The temple
His eyes fell on Su Ming's thousand-man squad.
Not only was he like this, the two old men beside him also had their eyes on Su Ming's team of a thousand people, and they were watching intently.
"Most of the barbarians in the southern war zone come from our Haidong Sect." The old man on the right, wearing a blue robe, said with a smile.
The old man on the left, wearing a black robe, snorted coldly when he heard this and said nothing.
As these three people watched, they saw that in front of Su Ming's team, more than a hundred witches led by a few witch hunters were approaching at an extremely fast speed.
They touched each other four thousand feet away.
This was an extremely brutal battle. Although there were only more than a hundred people from the Wu Clan, these Wu Clan were obviously different from what Su Ming encountered on the battlefield. They were extremely decisive in their actions, and their cultivation levels were even more different. None of them were weak.
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Looking back at Su Ming's place, although there are many people, their cultivation levels are uneven. If it were not for Su Ming's indomitable will, they would have collapsed long ago.
At this moment of contact between the two sides, nearly a hundred people died in Su Ming's place. The sound of fighting echoed, and there were two Witch Hunters in front of Su Ming, who started to surround him!
The cultivation level of these two Witch Clan hunters was comparable to that of the middle stage of Bone Sacrifice. Together, they made it impossible for Su Ming to move forward. However, his left eye still showed a cold and fighting intent, forming a clear contrast with his right eye for killing.
Compared.
This time, almost as soon as the battle between the two sides was going on, at the moment when the barbarian team was traumatized, five more hunters, leading more than a hundred witches, came galloping over four thousand feet away.
Although their arrival had not yet resulted in an immediate attack, it put a strong pressure on Su Ming and his team. This pressure was extremely clever, even comparable to a great magical power!
"What a clever method!" Yan Bo, with blood on his face, saw this scene during the fight and sighed inwardly.
It takes courage to rush out of the war zone. This courage is not small, but because thousands of people are going out together, and because Su Ming is in front, under his will and inertia, there are still people who have this courage.
But after rushing out, they encountered obstacles, and nearly a hundred people died in an instant. In addition, after seeing the same team of Wu Clan coming again in the distance, this invisible pressure was enough to make people collapse.
At this moment, before the second wave of warriors from the Witch Clan arrived, some of the barbarians who were further behind Su Ming retreated in fear...
It can be seen that at first there were dozens of people, and after a while there were hundreds of people. They no longer moved forward, but retreated faster and faster, making the team of thousands of people seem to be divided into two parts.
When this scene appeared, Zhou De in the southern theater had disappointment in his eyes.
The old man in the northern war zone sighed and shook his head.
As for Tian Lanmeng, her face was pale, and her eyes were only on Su Ming.
Tian Lanyou in the Eastern War Zone, from beginning to end, just glanced at Su Ming's team, said something stupid, and then stopped paying attention, as if Su Ming's team there could not arouse the slightest interest in her.
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On the Tianlan City Wall, the seven or eight old men looked calm. Their long years gave them enough patience to watch the entire performance.
Su Ming spurted out blood, with a ferocious look on his face, and bumped his head against the hunter mask of the Witch Clan in front of him. From such a close distance, he could see the shock in the eyes of the masked man from the Witch Clan.
Su Ming's pace never stopped. He did not stop the retreat of some members of the thousand-man team. Instead, he used his own actions to tell everyone the truth that the brave will win when they meet on a narrow road.
"You can retreat once or twice, but after you retreat three times, even if you are not dead, you have actually been abandoned by this battlefield...
Such people cannot become strong! Only those who survive a hundred battles and survive can experience the fate between life and death!"
"Everyone can become a strong person!" Su Ming's eyes turned red, and he kept hitting the forehead of the man in the witch mask with his head. Under the fearful roar of the other person, his body rushed forward, and his hands
With a fierce tear, the blood rain dispersed, and the body of the witch hunter was torn open by Su Ming.
Similarly, Su Ming also paid the price for this, and his injuries were even more serious!
"Those who follow me will be strong if they survive a hundred battles!" In the rain of blood, Su Ming spoke the first words he spoke to everyone after he rushed out.
Zi Che's crazy followers, Yan Bo's eyes were red, and he followed with a roar. Behind them, there were still some escapees. There were hundreds of people. These people saw Su Ming's actions and heard Su Ming's actions.
Ming's words.
This is a battlefield, a magical place. We say it is magical because it is the place where faith, dependence, and worship are most likely to appear!
Here, those with a weak will will subconsciously choose to follow those with a strong will. This is the law, the law of war!
"I am Su Ming, I am the hunter Su Ming, and I am the Night Commander of Tianlan City Su Ming! I have killed many witch clans, and those who follow me will live and die with me!!" Su Ming took a step forward,
He rushed directly towards several other witch hunters, and a hoarse roar came from his throat, echoing around.
Following Su Ming's roar, the remaining few hundred people all turned red-eyed. At this moment, everything about life and death, flinching, and fear were all cast aside far away. Only the passionate ones existed.
Boiling, only Su Ming's hoarse roar could be heard in his ears.
A wave of emotions was suddenly mobilized. With the clear change, a collective will of everyone suddenly appeared on this battlefield, like a sword being sharpened, showing its edge!
Zhou De was moved!
The eyes of the old man in the northern war zone became more solemn. As for Tianlan Meng, her eyes were blurry for a moment... She looked at Su Ming, looking at... looking at...
Tian Lanyou from the Eastern War Zone turned his head for the second time and looked at Su Ming.
"Blow the war drum for them alone!" One of the seven or eight old men on the Tianlan City Wall suddenly spoke.
Following his words, the sound of war drums suddenly sounded from Tianlan City. This war drum was full of passion. It moved and sounded only for the hundreds of people like Su Ming!
"Tianlan City needs heroes, and this war also needs one after another... barbarian heroes!!"
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