The war is so tragic that no one side can say that it is bound to win. Just like not long ago, the confident troll army appeared on the battlefield.
They appear with an overwhelming momentum, countless monsters tremble under their feet, and countless humans will be killed by them and become their favorite food.
But all this can only be a fantasy. They did not get what they wanted. The trolls did not let humans become their food. On the contrary, on the way to charge, they were suddenly appeared among the human army. Hit by terrible weapons, they turned into mutilated corpses.
The trolls may be ferocious and brave enough, and perhaps no creature on this land can stop their charge.
However, now they are as fragile as paper when facing the terrifying magic crystal cannon of the Fenghuo Agent.
This horrific scene not only directly destroyed the bodies of these trolls, but also destroyed their minds, which they always boasted of being powerful, to a point of complete invisibility.
Under that terrible artillery fire, even if they didn't die immediately, they already had the intention to retreat. Once such thoughts arise, it can only mean that they are timid.
For many years, the creatures on this land have been killed and robbed, and no species dares to defy their will. Even if they do, it has become food in their stomachs, so that they have developed an arrogant character.
Originally, such a temper should not exist among monsters. After all, they will always face various dangerous environments, but here, the trolls have established their own kingdom. To be more precise, no creature can Fight against them.
Even giant dragons, if they are willing to send out a large army to attack them, will only be their meal.
But now they have encountered creatures that are stronger than them, or in other words, they have encountered creatures that can create such terrifying weapons. This is their tragedy.
They wanted to resist, but their bodies, which were relatively strong in the past, were not so useful at this time. Their amazing resilience did not have any effect under the terrible explosion, because they were too late. To recover from your own trauma is actually torn into pieces.
At this time, the Troll Priest King Tutanmens Zandaka stared blankly at his legion, which was easily torn apart in front of him.
The terrifying flames soared into the sky, making the entire night sky as bright as day. The violent shock wave caused countless monsters to be blown away, and in the process of being blown away, they were torn apart again.
Death is like ink spreading in the lake. In just a moment, it has been rendered and lost its original color, leaving only the terror of darkness.
Originally, the terror should be imposed by the trolls on others, but now, it has fallen on themselves, and they cannot shake it off even if they want to.
The troll Tutankhamun Zandaka was so unwilling, but at this time, it had to admit that it seemed that it had failed and lost its biggest support, which was only loyal to itself. An army of eight million.
It was destroyed like this, and it could no longer look directly at those trolls. They were all its army, not the useless army controlled by those old guys.
Now it is like this in front of him, completely gone.
Its guards are escorting it away, even if it wants to take matters into its own hands and kill all these damn humans.
It was already too late to go, because the opponent's artillery fire had already covered its location. If we didn't retreat now, I might be dead before its spell could take shape.
There may even be no bones left. Faced with such a situation, it can only retreat temporarily.
Although some of its skills are short-term and instantaneous, pressing them is not enough to destroy those damn humans. If it cannot do this, its anger will only become more intense.
"Walk!"
It just said something coldly and retreated directly with its own guards. Now it
It has been blinded by anger, and there is no other way in a short period of time. As for those monsters, in its eyes, they are just cannon fodder, just throw them away. If it is willing, there will be many monsters to work for it in the future. .
However, its retreat was destined not to be smooth sailing. Fenghuo's magic crystal cannon was almost chasing it.
The reason why it was too ostentatious before was that Fenghuo on the opposite side knew directly that it was the supreme commander of this monster legion, and even the sacrificial king of the troll kingdom. If it could be kept, no matter whether it was alive or dead Yes, it's all worth it.
It's just a matter of seeing how to use it to make a fuss. At that time, it's not easy to get it at your fingertips.
The constant bombardment made the troll Tutanmens Zandaka quite embarrassed, and a large number of guard members were killed during such a retreat.
Perhaps it was really angry. After more than half of its guards were killed or injured, it remembered its magic shield. Although it was not the same thing as the magic shield in the human world, it had the same effect.
The moment the spell appeared, it immediately formed a protective shield surrounding it and its own guards. Originally, it only needed to protect itself, but thinking about how it would be able to survive in the Troll Kingdom if only one person was left in the future, That's really hard to hold one's head up.
In the midst of the embarrassment, the troll Tutankhamun Zandaka escaped. He fled very simply and never stopped again.
Here, he has lost too much face. If he continues to stay here, he may even lose the last bit of dignity. Even now, his dignity has been severely stepped on and rubbed by those people. .
His army was lost, his loyal troll army was all dead, and even he could only flee in embarrassment.
A few hours later, the troll Tutankhamun Zandaka had disappeared without a trace, and by this time, it was already dawn.
Feng Huo did not continue to pursue the troll Tutanmens Zandaka because he could no longer catch up. To be honest, the troll priest king like this did not know what he would experience after returning to the troll kingdom. things.
But that doesn't seem to be that important anymore, because later, this guy is likely to experience something far from wonderful, which may be fatal to him.
However, he still sent the air force to track the troll Tutanmens Zandaka, because some subsequent arrangements still required the cooperation of the priest king of the troll kingdom.
Now, the most important thing to do is to deal with the remaining monster army. Their number is still so huge that it makes people feel numb.
The only thing that makes people feel lucky is that these guys have become no different from headless flies after losing the control of the troll Tutankhamun Zandaka.
They began to flee in all directions, like a group of ants facing a flood, without a clue, waiting for death.
Even the most powerful ogre tribe among them would not be much more frightened at this time than those cavemen and kobolds used as cannon fodder.
In the eyes of the ogres, those extremely powerful trolls were actually unable to withstand human attacks. When the terrifying thunder-like weapons were pierced in front of them, they were so irresistible that they could not even think about resisting. Unable to produce.
They witnessed countless trolls being killed by humans. With no bones left, they only left countless bloody smells and a strange roasted smell on the battlefield.
Normally, this might be their favorite flavor, but at this time, they really felt what fear and the threat of death were, just like trolls. They were used to being the boss here, but until Now, they realize that the huge size and resilience they are usually proud of have completely lost their value.
Facing that terrifying weapon, all he could do was wait for death.
So they started to run away, howling and running as hard as they could. No matter whether the people around them were of the same race or not, they would be pulled back desperately, hoping that the other party could resist the bullets for a few more moments.
The chaos of the battlefield truly manifested itself at this time.
Fenghuo just symbolically launched a few rounds of artillery fire into the army of ogres. These ogres have already begun to tend to kill each other. After all, they are dead Taoist friends but not dead.
The other monsters were even more unbearable. On the chaotic battlefield, countless monsters were already waving their weapons or their fangs and claws at their own people.
Because the fear at this time has left them nowhere to vent, and the closest ones are their own race. They may have been called comrades before, but now, they are just crazy.
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The entire Wind and Fire army was quietly watching these monsters killing each other, without any intention of taking action.
Even the dwarf warriors represented by Nonokat, who had always wanted to rush forward and fight the monsters to the death, seemed to have died down at this time.
After all, on such a chaotic battlefield, whoever rushes forward will be a fool.
As a result, Fenghuo's army not only did not pursue them, but Kashgar gradually shrank, making the entire formation tighter to avoid being accidentally overwhelmed by those monsters.
On the battlefield, the impact of defeated soldiers is often even more terrifying. They are a group of creatures that have lost their minds. Apart from running away and going crazy, there is nothing else left.
"Hold the camp tightly. Do not go into battle without orders. Pay attention to defense!"
The entire Fenghuo army was like a tortoise with its shell opened. Anyone who came up would be hit hard and their heads were covered with bruises.
At the same time, the work of treating the wounded has been intensively carried out. The monsters are fighting each other and may not end in a while. It is impossible for them to watch their battle and bleed like this. sacrifice.
Therefore, the place where the Wind and Fire Legion and the monsters are can be said to be a world completely opposite to yours. It is quiet and safe. They are doing their own things and waiting for the monsters to decide the outcome, or in other words, they are all dead. That's okay, anyway, Fenghuo's army has no intention of moving at this time.
By the time dawn came, the entire earth had been completely dyed red with blood. This time was far from long, but the monsters were killing each other crazily, and the color of the earth had completely changed.
However, the war is almost over here, at least here.
In about an hour or two, the Fenghuo Legion had recovered a lot. After listening to the legion commanders reporting the situation of their respective legions to themselves, Fenghuo took a deep breath and said.
"Let's do it!"
