The opponent's camp has been discovered.
Now, the other party is surrounded in the camp...
Even if it is as strong as a king beast, its energy has its upper limit.
There is no need to attack by force...
Just surround them, don't let them have any chance to breathe, and slowly consume their energy.
They will be killed even if they are killed. As long as the Changhe tribe can be successfully destroyed, no matter what the price is, it will be an unspeakable victory for the wilderness.
The Bishop of the Wasteland naturally cannot allow any changes to occur.
He is very confident in his own strength, and also knows the strength of his subordinates such as Gou Mang and Dou Xi.
But even so, he would never go into battle personally before he was completely sure...
Once these king beasts win, once they and others are harmed.
If it causes chaos in the military morale at that time, it will lead to incalculable consequences...
That's a price none of them can bear!
Although this possibility is unlikely, as long as there is a slight possibility, it must be completely eliminated.
"Just consume them to death!"
Looking at the deserted team climbing up under the city wall in an endless stream.
The city wall is tall, but it cannot stop the footsteps of the barren people. The only function of the so-called position is to prevent these barren people from gaining too much foothold on the city wall at once, thus giving these king beasts a chance to breathe. These king beasts What needs to be done is to continuously kill all the barren people who climb up the city wall.
Although there is no chance to breathe, they are alien beasts with extremely strong physical endurance. If they want to exhaust their physical strength, it is not that simple.
Time flows by little by little.
Fight from sunrise to sunset, fight until late at night, and fight until dawn.
No rest, no stop.
There was a fierce fighting, blood sprayed, and corpses flying everywhere.
The sound of fighting on the city wall never stopped.
Gradually, the endurance of the king beasts is not endless after all, especially the bones of the barren people. Even if they are stronger than the king beasts, it will take a lot of strength to cut off the opponent's head with one sword.
The bone knife in his hand has already broken!
The weapon he is holding now is a weapon snatched from the hands of the Huangren... Although it is not easy to use, both kings and beasts are powerful masters, so the shape of the weapon has no effect at all.
More than a hundred king beasts faced off against tens of thousands of barren humans.
No one ran away, no one feared.
The deserters kept rushing forward, and then died, and the corpses piled higher and higher.
The city wall that was originally more than three feet, gradually extended to four feet, five feet under the accumulation of corpses... However, they did not have the slightest fear, and went to die in an orderly manner, like machines without emotions.
And those young king beasts didn't even take a step back.
Even though I am out of breath from exhaustion and almost exhausted...
But without the clan leader's order, he could never retreat even if he died.
"Lion Split Claw!!!"
Simba let out a long roar and, relying on his rough skin and thick flesh, rushed straight into the desert crowd. Wherever he passed, blood spattered. When he was a beast, his sharp claws could tear apart many strange beasts and transform into human form. A huge improvement...
Among the desolate people, there is rarely an enemy who can strike with one blow.
It's a pity that although there are many masters in Huangren, no one can fight with him...
He was so angry that he roared again and again.
But there was nothing he could do. The weakest of these desolate people were still at the level of martial artists. Tens of thousands of martial artists united and cooperated with each other tacitly. Some of them even rode well-trained desolate beasts.
Even if they are stronger than him, they charge and kill several times in succession.
Although he successfully killed hundreds of deserters, he was still tired and out of breath... and had no choice but to retreat in the end.
The battle lasted all day.
As the night spreads...
finally.
One of the king beasts finally exhausted its strength. When it slashed at the desolate man closest to it, it was not strong enough. The blade, which was already full of gaps, was no longer sharp. It was directly stuck in the desolate man's body and could not be pulled out for a while. , haven’t had time to let go yet.
A deserter rushed up from behind, but instead of killing him, he just hugged him tightly...
Then the second, and the third.
This king beast was entangled by more than a dozen desolate people and fell directly from the city wall into a pile of desolate people.
Accompanied by shrill screams, broken limbs and arms flew everywhere, and not even the body was left.
"Sister Honglian, there are casualties."
Lang Lang shouted dissatisfied.
"I know."
Honglian stared at the battlefield and said, "Wait a little longer."
"But……"
"Wait a minute, this is war. Do you think zero casualties is that easy? In war, there are bound to be casualties. Anyone can die. It's fair!"
Honglian murmured: "Wait a little longer!"
There is the first one, there is the second one, there is the third one...
After all, the number of king beasts is too small.
One day and one night, two days and one night, two days and two nights.
The number of deserters seemed to be endless. They died in the front, and more soldiers came to the rear to replace them. It was clear that they were trying to drain their strength and then divide them and kill them.
More than a hundred king beasts can withstand tens of thousands of warriors...
There was not even a substitute, but he did not retreat for two days, which made his city wall even more impregnable.
"The king beast is indeed worthy of being the overlord who has dominated the inner realm for hundreds of years. It is really powerful!"
The Bishop of the Wasteland had a look of admiration on his face.
After two whole days and two nights of fighting, his endurance was far better than that of the deserted man.
When they came, there were only tens of thousands of troops... But in fact, these tens of thousands of troops were just outposts. The subsequent opening of the interdimensional rift made this place directly connected to the wilderness, allowing them to receive a steady stream of support.
Although there are not too many warriors appearing at one time, they are like a stream of water that never stops.
In fact, most of the tens of thousands of troops had already been killed in two days of fighting... and now they could only be made up by the following warriors.
So far, one after another, at least 30,000 troops have died at the hands of these king beasts.
This is already the amount of sacrifices in seven or eight battles in the rift of different dimensions.
But at this point...
There is no possibility of retreat, otherwise the previous sacrifices will really be in vain.
Fortunately, the number of king beasts was too small, and there was no time to rest when facing the army. Fortunately, they used trickery to capture the Amazon tribe in advance, and used the power of the Amazon tribe to capture their group of exotic beasts.
Otherwise, if you want to capture them, you may have to pay a huge price.
Thinking of this, the Bishop of the Wilderness couldn't help but feel lucky. Although they were just a group of scaly and horned beasts, in terms of brute force, the power of these beasts was probably even greater than that of the Wildermen.
Fortunately now...
Gotta win.
Looking at the top of the camp, the king beasts fell one after another... So far, more than ten king beasts have fallen to the ground.
not enough.
Their high-end combat power only includes the guy who always yells.
There are definitely other masters in the Changhe tribe. I'm afraid they are hiding in the dark, waiting for me to appear so that they can give me a fatal blow, right?
The Bishop of the Wasteland sneered.
Unfortunately, I'm afraid you won't be able to survive until that time.
"Oh... withdraw."
Honglian sighed and said: "We can't defend here anymore."
"It should have been withdrawn long ago."
Langlang yelled and said, "I'll make arrangements!"
After a while.
The walls of the camp were no longer visible. The king beasts standing on the corpses, breathing heavily, retreated and rushed towards the rear of the camp...
They want to fight, but they can resist and prevent the barren people from taking a step forward.
They want to retreat... Even if the deserters form an encirclement, they can't resist it.
"They're running away!"
Gou Mang shouted: "Your Majesty the Bishop."
"Great, let's run away!"
Huang Yuan laughed and said: "If they lose their position, they will be just stragglers. Our cavalry can use its strongest strength to charge... and occupy their camp. Our victory is imminent."
"yes!"
The king beast retreats and the wild man advances.
The two sides fought and entangled... From the previous offensive and defensive battle at the position, it turned into a street battle in the camp.
Although the king beasts retreated quickly, the desert people pursued them even faster.
In particular, the deserters were like ants, fighting endlessly. After killing them for two whole days and nights, there were still a large number of deserters following them.
The streets at the head of the village are full of traces of deserted people.
Tens of thousands of deserters occupied the entire camp.
The Bishop of the Wasteland, Gou Mang and others also headed towards the camp.
Occupy this camp.
By seizing the initiative, they lost their geographical advantage, lost their harmony, and would no longer be the opponents of the barren people.
The time has come to take action.
"The time has come to take action."
at the same time.
Honglian, who was hiding in the dark, also took a deep breath and said, "Langlang, let's do it."
"clear!"
On the other side, a slightly ferocious smile appeared in Langlang's eyes, and he sneered: "Bastards, wait until your grandma comes to bring you delicious food!"
Said.
She pulled off the fuse in her hand without hesitation.
Immediately, the earth suddenly trembled and roared violently.
From under the feet of everyone, from the feet of these king beasts and desert people, countless bombs exploded instantly... This bomb was not filled with gunpowder and was not very lethal. However, as the bomb exploded, countless white dust directly filled the entire place. Within the camp.
Like a winter blizzard.
The entire camp turned into a white ocean.
Special refined salt.
It was specially left here and used at this time to deal the most fatal blow to these barren people.
Tens of thousands of desolate people were directly buried in countless special refined salts.
Burning gas overflowed.
The wild men who were raging and violent before seemed to have had sulfuric acid splashed all over their bodies, and they all started to wail in pain. Each one of them was no longer human, rolling on the ground, but the ground was also full of refined salt, and they could only get more contaminated by rolling around. , these desolate people actually slowly melted away.
Just as the blood of the Desolate Man is highly poisonous to Yuanxing creatures, this refined salt is even more terrifyingly lethal to the Desolate Man!
Tens of thousands of desolate people, under this one mark... were all wiped out!
In just a moment, the war that had been noisy and shocking just now disappeared.
The result of this explosion was even more impressive than what the king beasts had been fighting for for two days!
A proud smile appeared on Honglian's face, and she said with a smile: "It's really not in vain that we worked so hard these past few days to get out of such a temporary camp... The results of this battle are astonishing!"
