The brutal sound of fighting filled the world, impacting everyone's ears and even nerves.
Not everyone can withstand such a mental shock.
Peggy and others have experienced many wars and are accustomed to such scenes, but their faces are very solemn.
Judging from the scene before us, this battle is not easy to fight!
The number of dark species is too great, visually estimated to be at least 150,000, and they are constantly attacking from the distant horizon, like a black wave.
Even warriors like them, who are active on the battlefield all year round, don't see many scenes like this.
At this time, the "Eagle XIII" battleship slowly landed, and Wang Teng and others walked off the battleship and entered the third frontline defense base.
The commander here, General Tuttle, is an old acquaintance, and due to the previous mission, General Tuttle personally came to greet Wang Teng when he arrived.
-"Major Wang Teng, I didn't expect you to come here too." General Tuttle stood behind the defensive wall, looking at Wang Teng and others walking from a distance, and said with some surprise.
General Tuttle is one of the few people who knows that Wang Teng can deal with the demon eggs.
Even the devil eggs can be dealt with, so there are naturally better ways to deal with the dark ones.
In his opinion, one Wang Teng team alone is worthy of ten teams of warriors of the same level.
"General Tuttle!" Wang Teng saluted and asked directly without saying anything. "How is the situation?"
"Our warriors have been fighting fiercely for almost an hour, killing 10,000 to 20,000 low-level dark species, but you can also see that there is a steady stream of low-level dark species in the rear. The situation is not optimistic." General Tuttle shook his head and said
Finally, he gritted his teeth and said, "Why have these dark species gone crazy? They suddenly sent out so many low-level dark species for consumption."
Wang Teng is no stranger to the fighting style of the dark species.
The favorite method of the dark species is to use the low-level dark species to launch the first attack and consume their combat power. When their combat power is almost exhausted, the high-level dark species will launch the general attack.
To put it bluntly, the low-level dark species in front are cannon fodder, because they have no intelligence, and they are all transformed from the dead creatures of the light camp. They are originally walking zombies, and they will die when they die...
No!
It should be said that they are already dead, just a shell controlled by darkness.
This is the most disgusting thing about the dark species, desecration/corpse!
Wang Teng looked at the dark species outside the defensive wall and was suddenly stunned.
Does General Tuttle have any misunderstandings about low-level dark species?
How low-level are those dark species outside? They are all at least 10 to 13 star star disciples, which is equivalent to the 10 to 13 star warrior level of the earth star. Some are even planet level.
Such power is enough to destroy the Earth hundreds of times.
If such a terrifying species of darkness had appeared on Earth, it would have been destroyed long ago.
Fortunately, the space of the Earth Star cannot bear the arrival of so many powerful dark species. Once the load is exceeded, the first ones to be annihilated will be those dark species that forcibly descend.
Therefore, for decades, the Earth and Star could barely support themselves.
"They should be here for the magic eggs." Wang Teng took a deep breath and answered General Tuttle's doubts.
"Magic eggs! No wonder." General Tuttle suddenly realized, and then his face became a little ugly: "So, I'm afraid they won't retreat easily."
"General, is there anything we need our team to do?" Wang Teng also felt the seriousness of the situation and asked directly.
"There's no rush yet. Let's wait until this wave of low-level dark species has finished attacking." General Tuttle said.
"Okay!" Wang Teng nodded and looked outside the defensive wall.
At this moment, the dark species outside are constantly attacking the defensive wall, and the runes on the defensive wall have been activated, forming a thick yellow earth defense cover. The dark species bombard it, causing it to continuously emit a stream of energy.
The ripples of the Tao spread to all directions.
The heavy weapons on the defensive wall launched an attack, but they could only bombard the dark species further away. The dark species that came to the foot of the defensive wall had to be resisted by warriors.
"kill!"
"kill!"
Amid the shouts of killing, a large number of warriors rushed out of the defensive wall and collided with the dark species.
These warriors did not simply attack and block, but formed battle formations in an orderly manner.
The person in front holds a battle shield to resist the impact of the dark species. It is very troublesome to be injured by the dark species. Even if it is only a minor injury, there is a risk of infection.
The warriors behind them stabbed out with spears, igniting the heads or hearts of the dark species, completely sending these infected bodies to death.
This formation is not unfamiliar to Wang Teng. In ancient wars on Earth and Star, such formations often existed.
Simple and crude, but very effective.
However, it is actually not easy to form such a warrior team composed of spearmen and shield soldiers.
There are not many warriors who use guns.
Because spears are difficult to use. The longer the weapon, the harder it is to control it. Without a certain amount of talent, using a spear is simply asking for death.
Not to mention whether it is useful or not, it can easily expose its flaws and be killed directly by the enemy.
Wang Teng has an imperial-level talent for marksmanship, so he knows this very well.
However, considering the population in the universe, it seems that it is not difficult to gather such a large number of gun warriors.
After a few rounds of attacks, the battle formation outside began to retreat towards the defensive wall, while another battle formation team pushed up from behind.
This battle has lasted for an hour. No wonder General Tuttle said it was a fierce battle.
Even for warriors, fighting in this way is not an easy task. The consumption of the Force alone is enough to put them in trouble.
After all, the enemy is an unconscious dark species. Dark species can attack endlessly, but warriors cannot.
If you don't rest in time to restore your physical strength and force, there is no way to fight a protracted war against the dark species.
That's why the wheel tactic is adopted, and before the force power in the warrior's body is exhausted, he will be replaced.
When a warrior consumes half of the force in his body, his recovery rate is different from that after it is completely consumed.
Only half is consumed, the recovery speed will be much faster, and it can also cope with various emergencies.
After all, the battlefield is changing rapidly. Once the dark species suddenly launches a general attack and the human warriors are too exhausted, the consequences will undoubtedly be fatal.
While Wang Teng was observing the situation on the battlefield, warships arrived one after another from the rear of the battlefield to the third front line.
Obviously, in addition to Wang Teng's team, other warrior teams also came to the third front line for reinforcements.
These teams did not receive a personal reception from General Tuttle. Not everyone was treated like Wang Teng. They were directly assigned by the officers below and were quickly deployed to various positions on the defensive wall to prepare for the upcoming battle.
Time passed slowly, and the low-level dark species were blocked wave after wave, and the warriors from the light camp also suffered many casualties.
The roar echoed on the battlefield, and the previously dry land was once again soaked and penetrated by red and black blood, turning it into a disgusting black-red color.
"The dark species of the moth clan!"
A cry of surprise suddenly came from the battlefield.
Everyone's expressions changed slightly, and they looked towards the sky, only to see a piece of black mist floating towards the defensive wall.
In the black mist, the ferocious-looking dark species of the demon moth tribe loomed.
This is the true advanced dark species.
These named dark races not only have superior intelligence, but also have their own talents and skills, making them extremely difficult to deal with.
General Tuttle's expression changed.
Obviously, from this moment on, the real attack of the dark species begins.
"Wind warriors prepare to blow away the poisonous mist. Other warriors will cover and do not let the dark species of the demon moths get within three hundred meters of the defensive wall." General Tuttle ordered loudly.
Swish, swish, swish...
One by one, the warriors immediately rose into the sky from behind the defensive wall and faced the dark species of the Demonic Moth Tribe.
Wang Teng stood at the back, looking across the sky, watching the battle that was about to begin.
He didn't rush to take action.
As the commander, General Tuttle has his own plans. If he intervenes rashly, his plans will inevitably be disrupted.
The Dark Species of the Demonic Moth Tribe finally reached within 500 meters, and a large amount of dark poisonous dust floated out. Fanned by the wings of the Dark Species of the Demonic Moth Tribe, it swept toward the side of the defensive wall.
Those wind warriors quickly mobilized their wind power and turned it into gusts of wind.
The dark poison dust immediately changed its direction under the strong wind, avoiding the direction of the warrior.
The warriors behind the defensive wall suddenly breathed a sigh of relief. If the dark poisonous dust of the Dark Species of the Demonic Moth Clan floated over, it would definitely be a big trouble for the warriors.
It's like you're already being constrained before the fight even starts.
However, before everyone could be happy, figures suddenly rushed out from the darkness below, killing the wind warriors.
"not good!"
"It's the dark race of the magic armor clan!"
A wind warrior's pupils shrank and he shouted loudly.
Tsk! Tsk! Tsk!
As soon as he finished speaking, a black ray of light burst out from the body of a demonic armored dark species, and then formed a large dark blade, slashing at the wind warriors overwhelmingly.
Seeing this situation, the warriors covering all around looked ugly. These dark species were hidden among the low-level dark species below, but they didn't notice it immediately.
But there was no room for thinking at this time. They rushed forward immediately, each using their combat skills to resist those dark blades.
ah!
ah!
Screams suddenly sounded. The power of the dark blade was beyond everyone's expectation. Wherever it passed, all the warriors were instantly cut open.
Although those wind warriors also defended themselves, they were still defenseless under the black blade, and most of them were killed in an instant.
The remaining ones were lucky enough to escape, and retreated backwards with pale faces.
This Dark Species of the Demon Armor Clan is at least a low-level Demon Emperor, and is simply not something they can compete with.
"Jie, Jie, Jie, you want to run away, I have been waiting for you for a long time."
The demon king-level dark creature laughed ferociously, rushed towards the wind warrior, and intercepted him.
"Damn it!"
On the other side, General Tuttle also saw this scene and was extremely angry, but it all happened so fast that he had no time to stop it or even send someone to rescue him.
Those wind warriors are very useful and there must be no accidents.
Because something must have happened to them, the dark species of the Demonic Moth Clan would have no restrictions and would drive in, posing a threat to the warriors in the rear.
The remaining wind warriors fled frantically, avoiding the attack of the low-level Demon King-level dark species.
However, at this time, several demonic armored dark species also surrounded him.
"Quick, quick, stop them!" General Tuttle yelled.
The cosmic-level warriors behind the defensive wall hurriedly rushed out. At this time, they no longer cared about conserving their strength, and rushed directly towards the dark species of the magic armor tribe, trying to stop them.
"Die!"
boom!
Several demon-armored dark species roared, and terrifying attacks came crashing down.
Although the universe-level warriors are very fast and can reach a distance of 500 meters in just a few breaths, the opponent is also a lower-level Demon King-level being with no weak strength and speed, so how can they be given a chance to intercept.
"Fight!"
When the remaining wind warriors saw this situation, their expressions were determined, and they immediately burst out the force power in their bodies, preparing to fight to the death.
General Tuttle clenched his fists, feeling very weak inside.
Phew! Phew! Phew...
Suddenly, bursts of harsh piercing sounds echoed across the sky and the earth.
I saw several streaks of light streaking through the air, rushing towards the dark species of the magic armor clan at an unimaginable speed.
arrow!
Light Arrow!!
Those turned out to be dozens of light arrows exuding holy brilliance!!!
Many people stared at the light arrow with wide eyes, feeling as if the flow of time had slowed down at this moment.
No, that's not right!
It's not that time has slowed down, but that the speed of the light arrow is so incredibly fast that every move of other things around him becomes extremely slow.
This creates the illusion that time has slowed down.
What was even more unbelievable was that the light arrow suddenly disappeared in mid-air, as if it had never appeared before.
However, everyone immediately discovered that the expressions of the dark ones from the magic armor clan changed, and they actually gave up attacking the wind warriors. They burst out the dark force one after another, condensing into a black protective shield in front of them.
At this moment, the space in front of them fluctuated, and arrows of light burst out.
Boom boom boom!
A stream of light arrows bombarded the dark species' protective shield, and then exploded.
Several dark species from the Demon Armor Clan were suddenly knocked several tens of meters away by a huge force, and then stopped in embarrassment.
Those wind warriors were finally able to escape from the clutches of the dark species and quickly retreated behind the defensive wall.
At this time, everyone came back to their senses.
Their eyes all followed the place where the light arrow had been shot, and they saw a figure standing on the defensive wall, holding a huge bow as long as an adult in his hand.
Obviously, those light arrows just now were shot by this figure.
"Okay, so strong!"
"Who is that?"
"You look very young, but you managed to drive back the dark race of the Demon Armored Tribe with just a few arrows. Where did this genius come from?"
…
The warriors around him couldn't help but swallowed, their faces full of shock.
"Okay!" General Tuttle was the first to come to his senses. Unable to suppress the excitement in his heart, he couldn't help shouting with joy on his face.
