Wang Xiao used the fish-leap footwork, his body flashed, and he moved quickly, like a firefighter, going back and forth to different caves, killing one third-level ghost clan after another.
As Wang Xiao quickly slaughtered the third-order ghost clan, the speed at which the ghost clan tore through the wave field wall was slightly slower. However, as more third-order ghost clan rushed up, the situation continued to tilt towards the ghost clan. It's only a matter of time before the field wall is torn apart.
The ghost army that had not moved two kilometers away also received the latest news from the battlefield. After listening to the scout's report, the leader of the old ghost in green robe turned to Zhao Xing and asked: "Commander, do we need to attack to assist the old army stick to destroy it?" Kill the Fourth and Seventeenth Group Armies of this Rocket Army."
Zhao Xing thought for a moment after hearing this, and said solemnly: "As I deduced before, this human legion should be stronger than the ordinary Rocket Army legion. They have just destroyed a ghost red circle. Judging from the personnel, the damage is minimal. But we must be in a state of exhaustion, and we were surprised by the old army stick again, and were forced to fight. Even if we are physically and mentally exhausted, even if we are strong, we still have a chance to win if we join forces with the old army stick."
After hearing this, the old ghost in green robes smiled happily and said: "It's very much what I want. If we can eliminate the Rocket Army's 100,000 troops here, it will be of great benefit to us in the decisive battle with the Rocket Army."
After laughing a few times, the old ghost in green ordered the entire army of more than 100,000 ghost tribes under his command to attack and kill in the direction of the sharp knife company led by Wang Xiao.
At the joint command center of the Fourth Group Army and the Seventeenth Group Army of the Rocket Army, Zhang Ping and Chen Chang heard the news from the messengers coming back from the front line. A chill suddenly rose in their hearts, and a huge pressure surged into their hearts.
Chen Chang said with a serious expression: "Our army has just destroyed a ghost red circle. Less than ten minutes after the battle, we are facing the full strength of the two ghost red circles, and nearly 300,000 ghost soldiers are surrounding them. Our army has less than 100,000 people, and they are still in a state of physical and mental exhaustion. Many Tron weapons are still in the process of replacing their energy. It will take at least twenty minutes to fully replenish their energy, and the outer Tron wall is following another A ghost army joins the battle, and the resistance is expected to collapse in less than five minutes..."
At this point, Chen Chang stopped talking, because once the wave field wall was destroyed by 300,000 ghosts, no one could imagine the consequences, and the entire army might be annihilated.
Zhang Ping pondered for a while and understood in his heart that the human race's 100,000 troops versus the ghost tribe's 300,000 troops was still an encounter in the wild. They were still physically and mentally exhausted and at the moment when equipment was being replaced. It was almost impossible to win, unless a miracle occurred.
There was a rush of footsteps outside the door, and a messenger rushed in, shouting loudly: "Report, please leaders to move immediately, the wave field wall was broken through by the ghost army, and dozens of ghost masters rushed here to kill coming."
Hearing the words of the messenger, Zhang Ping and Chen Chang were shocked. Unexpectedly, the ghost tribe tore through the wave field wall faster than expected, and also implemented beheading tactics, indicating that there must be a master in commanding the battle among the ghost tribe.
At this time, on the battlefield where humans and ghosts were fighting, an old ghost in military uniform led hundreds of third-level ghosts under his command, followed by hundreds of thousands of ghost soldiers, charging at the human soldiers without any formation.
When they meet on a narrow road, the brave wins. The ghost soldiers, led by the old ghosts in military uniforms, attack the human soldiers' battle formation without fear of death. There is no wave field wall to resist, and there is not much energy left in the wave field weapon in their hands, making the entire defensive position in danger.
What's more serious is that another ghost army, under the command of Zhao Xing, bypassed the sharp knife company led by Wang Xiao, quickly arrived at the rear of the human military formation, surrounded the entire 100,000 human soldiers, and then sent out hundreds of Only the third-level ghosts rushed into the formation, and the human military formation, which had no sword masters to resist, was torn apart by the ghost masters in an instant.
After tearing apart the military formation, hundreds of third-order ghosts laughed crazily, grabbed a human soldier and swallowed it alive. Listening to the miserable and painful wails of the human soldiers before they died, one after another the third-order ghosts Laughing wildly, he tore the souls of the human soldiers into pieces in his hands, put them into his mouth as if enjoying a delicious meal, and let out a comfortable moan.
In an instant, hundreds of ordinary soldiers died tragically behind the human army formation, and the surviving soldiers were so frightened that they retreated step by step, their faces pale, and their hearts filled with endless fear.
Looking at this scene, Zhao Xing nodded with satisfaction and glanced at a well-defended place in the center of the military formation. Zhao Xing, who had served in the Rocket Force during his lifetime, understood that that was the temporary battlefield headquarters. As long as the entire command center was destroyed, the human race would The combat power of the army would be reduced by half, so he immediately shouted at the third-order ghost clan who was massacring ordinary soldiers: "Destroy that place for me and attack immediately."
After hearing Zhao Xing's order, the third-level masters of the ghost tribe looked at Zhao Xing with dissatisfaction, with anger and disdain in their eyes, blaming Zhao Xing for interrupting their fun of hunting food, but as the old ghost in green snorted, Come, these third-level ghosts were so frightened that they immediately trembled. They put away all their dissatisfaction and immediately killed in the direction of Zhao Xing's finger.
Zhang Ping and Chen Chang walked out of the command center and saw dozens of third-order ghosts blocked outside, with solemn expressions on their faces. Looking at the entire battlefield, they found that the human army was already at a disadvantage. Almost every human soldier faced More than double the number of ghost soldiers surrounded and killed them. What was even more tragic was that the Tron weapons in the hands of the human soldiers could no longer fire ammunition. Soldiers kept dropping their Tron weapons and fighting with the ghost soldiers with their bare hands.
After a human soldier was swallowed into a huge mouth by a ghost, he endured the extremely cold breath and directly exploded all the energy in his heart core, destroying the ghost from the ghost's body, but he also immediately fell into weakness , was crippled by a claw of a ghost soldier coming from behind, and the soul was pulled out of the body. He watched helplessly as he was bitten and eaten alive by this ghost. In less than an instant, several more ghosts The soldiers rushed up, biting the soul of the human soldier together, and finally died in the pitiful wail.
Seeing the tragic death of the human soldier, his comrades' eyes were red, and their tears burst into tears. They rushed over with loud roars, hugged these ghost soldiers, looked up to the sky and roared, and a dazzling white light erupted from the core of their bodies. The light exploded with a bang, and a strong and huge shock wave of righteous energy swept across, directly beating these ghosts to ashes.
Situations like this can be seen everywhere on the entire battlefield. Countless human soldiers and ghost soldiers fought fiercely. This tragic and tragic battle allowed the human army to slowly stabilize their position and resist with difficulty three hundred thousand ghost soldiers. Soldiers surrounded and killed.
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