In the distance, Xin Ping muttered to himself as he looked at the one-sided battle situation, with unspeakable fear and disbelief on his face.
This battle is not only a battle that determines the outcome, but also a battle that concerns his life.
There was a time when he had absolute trust in the private soldiers of the nobles.
In Xin Ping's mind, even the Lord of Doro City would have a headache when faced with the private army formed by the nobles.
How could those militant factions of the Gray Party compete with the private soldiers of the nobles?
From the moment he was accepted by the nobles and promised, he won the battle.
At first, the reality was indeed what he imagined.
The Gray Party militant faction was vulnerable and was defeated by his Gray Party members and noble private soldiers, and almost lost all its territory.
But why did today's decisive battle turn out like this?
From the beginning, the coalition forces on his side did not take advantage. Even the cannon fodder composed of the Gray Party collapsed at the first touch and was of no use at all.
When the private soldiers of the nobles began to show their side as divine warriors, Xin Ping thought he would win.
After all, there are many divine warriors among the private soldiers, and the combined power of these people is very powerful.
The Death Warrior slapped him hard on the face with his record and told him: Your eldest brother is still your eldest brother.
Even a layman like Xin Ping could see the entire battle clearly.
The coalition army under his control was defeated, and the private soldiers of the nobles were beaten and retreated, blood flowed into rivers, and the streets were full of people.
More than five hundred death warriors were like an insurmountable mountain, suppressing them and turning these proud people into monkeys at the foot of Wuzhi Mountain.
Although the war situation was unfavorable, the private soldiers were not defeated like the members of the Gray Party.
As people under the nobility, the private soldiers have long been aware, which is also the result of the nobility's brainwashing.
They can be defeated, but as long as there is no order from the commander, they will fight to the death and never retreat, even if they fight to the last man.
Facing the crushing attack of the death warriors, the private soldiers were certainly afraid, but they did not dare to retreat.
Some private soldiers in the rear had already vaguely sensed something was wrong, and they looked at Xin Ping.
Xin Ping was still looking at the battlefield in a daze, with no intention of issuing a retreat order.
The private soldiers sighed secretly and continued to fight against the death warriors at the risk of their lives.
If it were in the past, such a battle would have caused a lot of casualties to the death warriors, and it was even possible that all of them would be killed.
They faced enemies many times their own.
But it's different now. They are second-level death warriors, with stronger physiques, more tenacious vitality, and more lasting combat effectiveness.
Their attack skills and mutual coordination are countless times better than before.
The Samsara Continent has never been peaceful. The Samsara Tribe can rely on the death warriors to stand at the top, and it also has the support of the strongest warriors. This is no joke.
Without real strength, the warriors from various tribes in Samsara Continent will not be convinced.
Even if the gods decreed it, they would be convinced on the surface but still not convinced in their hearts.
Completely different from the desert continent that has been peaceful for a long time, the death warriors are all evil ghosts crawling out of the sea of blood.
This battle can only be regarded as an entertainment game.
Although there are many divine warriors, they are too disorganized and do not cooperate with each other. They basically fight on their own.
Even if the damage to a single target is strong, it will not be effective in such a battle situation.
When two armies confront each other, unless one's personal strength can challenge ten thousand, the effect will really be of little effect.
The test is still about troop formation and military discipline.
The private soldiers of the nobles are strong and disciplined, but unfortunately, their commanders are unreliable.
Xin Ping is unreliable and knows almost nothing about war.
He comes from Baijiao Alley and is a person who came out of the slums.
He knows how to fool around with three meals a day.
But when it comes to fighting, that's all there is to it.
The instructions he can give are generally: charge, hit them, use your abilities, you are god warriors, retreat, escape, stop fighting... and so on.
When it comes to how to arrange troops and how to cooperate with each other to make the soldiers exert greater strength, Xin Ping's mind is absolutely blank.
He's not that material at all.
In the end, the noble private soldiers were not unified into a complete formation at all, only a simple queue.
In ordinary battles, queues are still useful.
But in the battle of the God Warriors, although the queue is still useful, the effect is not so great.
It was as if a divine warrior with enhanced physical strength was standing next to a fire divine warrior.
The physically enhanced warrior who was supposed to be at the front as a human shield was now squeezed into the crowd, unable to move forward at all, and all he could do was roar.
And from the sound of his loud voice, it was obvious that he didn't want to rush in and fight.
Listen carefully to what he shouted: "Get away! Get away quickly, don't come near me, ah ah ah... it's so hot, it's almost cooked, I'm going to die!"
People around him can still smell the aroma of barbecue.
Situations like this happen to the entire team, and most of them are caused by fire-type divine warriors.
Although they are not afraid of their own fire energy, they are unable to restrain their energy from accidentally injuring friendly forces. This is not a game.
Therefore, after many fire god warriors activated their special abilities, they accidentally injured friendly forces before they could take over with the death warriors.
This is very embarrassing...
Xin Ping, who was hiding behind and watching from a distance, didn't notice this at all.
His focus is entirely on how the death warriors crush the noble private soldiers.
What's even more amazing is his point of view. He is not thinking about how to fight back, but how to escape.
Or should we run away now?
Well, this is a tempting idea.
The Death Warrior doesn't care whether you accidentally injure a friendly force or not, they are all enemies anyway, and every one you kill counts.
Facing an enemy several times their own, the formation of the Death Warriors did not appear chaotic at all, and steadily moved forward.
The berserker took the lead and slashed with all his might, smashing the private formation into pieces.
The Ax Fighter is wandering around. If someone wants to sneak attack, just go up and hit him with an ax, then hook him behind you and let others deal with it.
Behind them was a steady advance, with shields and guns protecting his brothers from time to time.
More than five hundred people cooperated seamlessly, and the private soldiers who fought could only retreat and not move forward.
Wherever the death warriors pass, there are corpses everywhere, and there is no one left alive.
The members of the Gray Party's combat faction were all stunned at this time, standing there and staring blankly at the advancing death warriors.
Xiaobai didn't move, he looked very calm and took it for granted.
If the Death Warrior can't hold on to such a small scene, how can he fulfill his desire to conquer the world?
The real enemy of the death warriors must be well-trained professional soldiers.
Xiaobai didn't feel that this battle was suspense from the beginning, so he didn't even send out the heavy axe, intending to keep it a surprise.