Seeing the flesh and blood right in front of them, the "dark clouds" accelerated as if they had been injected with chicken blood. The Bone Spirit crows immediately pressed over like locusts crossing the border. The surrounding area was completely submerged by the shrill screams. Looking around, the sky was overwhelming, almost overwhelming. It makes people dumbfounded!
"They're just first-level high-level rubbish. Die to me!" Wang Yang's whole body emitted majestic red and blue energy, like a vast ocean, surging up and down, stirring up violent "frost" and "fire", The two mixed together to produce a violent explosion, which rumbled towards the sky, like a high-speed laser cannon. It set off strong winds and also shattered dozens of skull crows, turning into pieces amidst the screams. Jifen!
His leadership broke the emotional suppression of the shadows of the Bone Spirit Crows.
"That's right! Kill all these bone spirit crows first!"
The inheritors shouted and used their special skills one after another. Su Lihong, Yang Xuyan, Lin Xu, Huo Zun and many other second-level intermediate and above mages also threw colorful magic into the sky, overwhelming the sky. After detonating in the sky, it is as colorful as fireworks!
Not to be outdone, the Sword King, Dou Sheng, Qi Zong, Ling Shaoping, the long-haired young man and other melee warriors waved sword energy, sword light, fighting skills, and palm winds in the sky, which were too gorgeous to look like.
Those qigong masters who are so good at qinggong can even fly over the walls.
Then he was hit back by light guns. The light gun was the condensed strength of Zhao Xin's fighting spirit. The strength was specially adjusted. It was as fragile as glass, but it was enough to push back the qigong master who was pretending to be a light body.
"Are you all fools?! A group of turtles dared to rush in with magic bombs. Do you think they are playing games? There is no such thing as friend or foe identification, and there are a group of melee fighters who are ready to deal with the ground. What a brain! What are you thinking? It’s a group battle now! You don’t have to focus on anything when it comes. One shot of your fighting spirit slash and qigong wave consumes a lot of money. The same consumption is enough for a mage to fire three shots. Me!@#@!￥ Don’t you all think about it?!”
Xin Zhao, who is usually quite a gentle and gentle man, started to curse at this moment, partly on purpose, just like a veteran's lecture. Only people will listen to it the harder it is. Part of it was out of anger, Xin Zhao: You are the worst people I have ever led. One session.
After so many wars, these inheritors have not yet learned how to cooperate as a group. Their cooperation is to form a complementary combination of up to two or three inheritors, with a speed type and a strength type, two close combat and one long range combat. When encountering a group, In combat, the positioning was relatively scientific at the beginning, but it became chaotic as he fought. The assassin felt that he was not fast enough to die and ran to the front of the defensive battle. The qigong master ran to the magic circle to send out waves together. At the same level, he really thought that qigong waves Can you compare the quantity with rubbing fireballs? The most important thing is that I have never seen the leader of the team. Did those commanders really go to military academies in vain? It’s better to play two more World of Warcraft! At least don't think that just using a bunch of soldiers to block it is enough. Let's take a look at the art of war passed down by our ancestors, although the author has never read it. . . . .
Xin Zhao felt like he wanted to vomit something.
Xin Zhao's words were very harsh. Some mages were stunned as they forgot to throw fireballs. As a result, the barrage was a little thin. The Bone Spirit Crow rushed in. Xin Zhao's light gun fired a volley from behind to close the hole. There was nothing he could do if he was high level. , bullying a high-ranking person is not negotiable.
Although what Xin Zhao said seems to make sense, there is still a thorn in the side, but are Xin Zhao's third-level mid-level and military majesty just for show? Quan Xing's eight melee fighting kings were also there to support him, and the thorn head was quickly pressed down.
In less than half a minute, most of the Bone Spirit Crows were wiped out. There were no qigong masters showing off their light skills. The mage could fire at will with his eyes closed, and the power of Quan Xing's light crossbow and heavy crossbow supplemented a large part of the long-range firepower. The delayed detonation bomb of the crossbow is very familiar to the soldiers who operate it. Isn't it an anti-aircraft gun? Because of the national conditions of Yanhuang and the fact that the timeline of this world is relatively early, anti-aircraft artillery from the last century is still in use.
There are only a few hundred Bone Spirit Crows surviving in the air. The zombie clan is more difficult to kill. Low-level corpse clans like Bone Spirit Crows also need to hit their vital points to kill them. However, the real threat of those Bone Spirit Crows that have been shot in the wings and fall to the ground is greatly reduced. Just die.
Hundreds of bone spirit crows are not willing to fight at all. These fish that have slipped through the net are facing the citizens. The unwilling mages and shooters still want to take aim, but the effect is not effective due to excessive dispersion, and they have to turn around to deal with the land army of the zombie tribe.
There are only a few hundred Bone Spirit Crows, and there are folk inheritors behind them, so they shouldn't cause much harm. They have done their best.
At this time, the corpse tribe's land army had collided head-on with the vanguard, and terrifying sparks erupted!
At the forefront were fifty "Abyss Rot Bears" and "Skeleton Mammoths" the size of country villas, like fifty armored vehicles, coming menacingly with their teeth and claws, followed by black zombies and skeletons!
Many of the less courageous successors had their eyes popping out of their heads. Although they had already prepared themselves mentally, they still found it difficult to remain calm when they saw so many zombie clans rushing towards them at close range. What was even worse was They still have to fight to the death with such a huge zombie army!
But it won’t work if you don’t fight hard. Others won’t have time to care about you. The only one you can rely on at critical times is yourself.
The first front line is filled with all the most bloody and courageous warriors.
Li Mo led the second-level high-level Berserker, Sword King, Fighting Saint, Hercules, Airbender, Tyrannosaurus Rex and others to fight fiercely with behemoths such as "Skeleton Mammoth" and "Abyss Rot Bear", and the collision produced a deafening blast. There was a loud noise, but five of the eight hand-to-hand combatants of the Quanxing Chamber of Commerce, a private group, were not inferior to Li Mo's pressure. Chu Xiang, Lu Feiyang, Ling Shaoping, Chen Kun, Lan Xiaoyue and others from Xijiang University charged forward regardless of their own safety. Nanhai Not to mention those from martial arts schools and city trade unions, they were shouting and killing like crazy, their blood was boiling, and they were fighting against skeletons and zombies!
This melee was extremely fierce and time was tight. Xin Zhao could not train any decent battle formations at all. He only roughly listed a few military formations. Fortunately, the human side had always had the upper hand in the melee, and the low-cost third-level combat power was sufficient. There are fourteen in total, especially two who are inheritors of the light system who specialize in restraining the zombie clan. The eight pseudo-orc inheritors transformed by Wang Jingyue are really a booster. In time, three of them were not immediately due to Zhao Xin's tactical arrangements. If you put it on top, five melee fighting kings are enough.
Humans have the advantage, but war is war, and the zombie tribe has no intention of retreating, especially when faced with fresh flesh and blood. These zombie tribes who hate living things are eager for flesh and blood in their hearts. Amidst the light of swords and shadows, many zombie tribes are being killed all the time. Exploded and beaten to death, many people on the human side had their flesh and blood torn off, fell down, were trampled, and torn to pieces. The death toll continued to rise. In just a few breaths, hundreds of people had no bones left, and it continued. Extremely tragic and tragic!
At this moment, in the rear area of the Corpse Clan, the main force of the Corpse Clan of Level 3 and above were watching this miserable and cruel melee with cold eyes, enjoying the sweet screams.
The flying skeleton's corpse energy surged all over his body, and the mud beneath his feet was rapidly corroded. His prediction was wrong. The mass killing he expected was not there at all. There were a lot of third-level humans, but how could the king be wrong?
The Flying Skeleton decided to take action personally.
"Lord... don't go... among humans... there is a cardinal..." A dead archmage let out an eerie low voice.
"Then... wouldn't it be... better... to capture the Cardinal... and hand it over to... the Corpse King... a great achievement!" The soul fire in the eyes of the flying skeleton suddenly became strong. Get up and shine a blue light all around!
"No! That's... close to the third-level mid-level... a cardinal... whose strength... is no small matter... and can completely restrain our zombie clan."
"What are you afraid of! The Dream-Shattering Knife in my hand is not for eating shit!" The flying skeleton snorted.
"Lord... don't be anxious, the opponent has a lot of trump cards... there are many masters of the light system... and even... there are immortal cultivators... Then let our... minions consume human beings. Strength.”
"Wait until they are almost dead and then go and capture the Cardinal... Not bad." The flying skeleton followed the words of the deceased archmage and felt good.
