Chapter 335: No way to refuse

It is blue and white, and the moon with a trace of blood is lazy in the sky.
The cold eyes of the dead are like the cold lights on the battlefield outside the town of Magic City. The battle is a moment... No, after the massacre, the battlefield outside the town of the magic city is like a mountain, the body is already fast and the wall is high, dozens of nearby In the valley, a few feet thick of blood was deposited.
Wu Tie and others stood on the flying carpet and stared coldly at the warriors of all ethnic groups who rushed out of the transmission array.
They squat like a beast, stepping on a thick corpse, rushing hundreds of miles away, rushing to the walls of the town's magic city, and then being killed by thousands of powerful giant soldiers on the wall.
Under the squad of the squadron, in addition to the first wave of attacks to kill hundreds of thousands of defending towns of the magic army, and after the two battles of the town of the magic army, all the soldiers in the town of the magic city broke into the thick The thick walls are hidden.
More than three thousand statues of the whole body were dark, and the giant soldiers armed with special long-handed knives walked onto the wall and began a crazy massacre without a bottom line.
Numerous warriors of all ethnic groups rushed up. These giant soldiers stood on the wall of the city, and their hands swiftly waved long knives. The transparent knives swept hundreds of feet. The numerous warriors who passed through were cut off like a thatch.
A wave of soldiers rushed up and a wave of warriors was killed.
More soldiers rushed up and more fighters were killed.
The giant soldiers do not know the fear, do not know the pain, do not know the fatigue, their power is almost endless, they have no mercy, kindness, they stand on the wall, crazy cutting the rushing enemy.
In a short quarter of an hour, God knows how many people they killed.
In short, every three or five breaths of time, there will be a large flame erupting on the wall of the town of Magic City, burning the dead bodies of the mountain into ashes.
This is the case, the body under the wall is still too old and tall.
In addition to Wu Tie and other sorcerers, the tribes of other ministries are also far from the movements here. The tribes are all stunned, standing alone like wooden poles.
Does it make sense to die?
Far away, a big man who was wearing a dragon skin and was rough and arrogant suddenly suddenly yelled: "Enough, amazing! This is what you said, you are sure that you can break through the town of Magic City? What are you doing?"
Qi Qi’s voice was spread all over the place:
When the coach is acting, why do you have to explain it to you? However, since you ask, then, let’s save you from misunderstanding the coach, but also to be a handsome man. It costs a lot of money."
On the other hand, the long scorpion flew from the middle army of the Zhengbing battalion. The huge long scorpion was high and the height was a thousand feet. The silver silk thread outlined a man's image of a human tail.
The long scorpion exudes a thick mist, and the squally wind blows on the long scorpion, but it sways slightly. There is no blood in the corpse outside the city, and even the silted blood is flying.
There was a sea in the sky, and a scarlet thunder of the rolling sea of ​​blood rolled over.
Numerous monks in the barracks at the same time chanted and sealed, and then slammed the mana into the blood.
Countless thin blood thunders fell like a torrential rain toward the town of the magic city. Thousands of giant gods were hit by the thunder, their bodies suddenly stiffened, and then there was a large rust mark on the body.
In just a few breaths, thousands of amazingly powerful giant soldiers were smashed by the thunder.
Thunder fell on the high and thick walls of the town, and there were countless signs of rust on the walls of the all-metal cast. Along with the low-pitched thunder, the walls of the city were corroded and cracked, and large sections of the city wall began to collapse.
The complex troop martyrdom and the Tibetan terracotta system in the city wall were exposed. Numerous towns and soldiers who were hidden in the city wall made a sharp squeak. This seemingly soft, unsound thunder fell on them. Their bodies are turned into blood, and the whole person quickly collapses and melts.
After a tea time, the wall that was hundreds of miles long was crushed a little by the thunder.
Hundreds of towns and soldiers who are hidden in the walls of the city have also become a pool of blood.
Then the sea tumbling and flew into the town of the magic city, the rain-like lightning thunder fell into the building inside the city.
In the town of Magic City, there are strong aura flashes on the surface of the building, and a thick light curtain covers the buildings. In those buildings, a large number of banned attacks have skyrocketed and turned into a sea.
The blood sea and the array of attacks in the buildings violently collided, and the glare of the ray of light continued to rush into the sea, and the large blood of the blood was vaporized as the blood gas was evaporated, and the volume of the blood sea was constantly shrinking.
The voice of Qi Qi came again: "Well, what else can you say? This is what the coach is doing, just to attack the town of Magic City with the least cost."
"This handsome strategizing, this war is sure to win... sacrifice some low-ranking fighters and retain high-ranking monk warriors. Isn't this the inevitable thing that I have spent in the war for countless years?" Qi Qi sneered: " Breaking through the town of Magic City, this great achievement, everyone has a share... What else is there to say?"
The rough and arrogant big man exhaled a sigh of relief, and looked red in the direction of Qi Qi.
"Qi Shuai is wise and wrong."
The tribal leaders who watched the war around them nodded and admired. As it turned out, Qi Qi actually had such a means.
The bans in the town of the Magic City are not easy to provoke, although the city defense squad does not know what means to be broken by the singularity, but if the attacking methods in the city are rashly attacked, the odd battalion will definitely lose. heavy.
Everything in the barracks is elite.
And what about these cannons... Look at the rat, the gnome, the dwarf... look at the lizards, the snakes, the monks...
In the Fuxi Kingdom, these non-human, or humanoid groups, have a very low status and have always served as slaves and cannon fodder.
Moreover, these lower ethnic groups are good at breeding and breeding. For example, those rats, as long as they give them enough food, they can expand the population several times and dozens of times in three to five years!
Instead of sacrificing the barracks to thunder, it is better to sacrifice these slaves and cannon fodder.
The laughter and compliments of many tribal leaders came from all directions.
"Qi Shuai is wise, we don't understand Qi Shuai's strategy."
"Isn't it, the town of Magic City is not so good to attack, use these squatting things to break the city, they are also counted."
"Well, these squatting groups, like the scorpions, will be cut, there will be endless sources, and if they die, they will die."

Nothing wastes food, what is it?

The tribal leaders laughed and expressed their opinions. On the ground, countless warriors of all ethnic groups continued to rush to the town of the magic city.
The wall of the town of Magic City was destroyed. Countless soldiers rushed into the town of the magic city. Numerous arrays of bans broke out in the city. The powerful banned ban directly smashed countless fighters.
The blood spray was sprayed all over the sky, and the blood mists rushed into the sky, plunging into the fog at high altitude.
Then there is a thin thunder, constantly attacking the large and small buildings in the town.
The defensive array outside a high-rise building was broken, and several attacking methods were broken. Hundreds of towns and sorcerers rushed out of the high-rises and rushed to the endless warriors of all races.
These towns are all elite and the weakest are the repair of heavy buildings.
And these various warriors... As cannon fodder, many of them have not reached the basic environment, but rely on the most primitive physical strength to fight.
Hundreds of towns and sorcerers, immediately set off a hurricane in the boundless crowd.
A Thunder fell, and hundreds of soldiers were broken.
A hurricane blew through, and hundreds of soldiers were muddy.
A sword light swept across, and thousands of soldiers broke their waists.
A sip of the scorpion squirted, and thousands of soldiers were killed at the same time.
A heavy building monk can easily kill tens of thousands of powerful and weak warriors, and then be killed by the thunder in the air.
A life-sinking monk can easily kill hundreds of thousands of powerful cannon fodder warriors, and the blood-stained thunder in the air will slowly melt him into blood.
Hundreds of towns of the Magic Army have caused terrible killings to various warriors in just a few dozen breaths. Large swaths of blood have rushed into the sky and merged into the vast sea of ​​blood.
One building was broken.
Large groups of large-scale towns of the Demon soldiers continue to emerge, causing terrible killings for all ethnic fighters, and then being killed by those thunder.
Occasionally there are large groups of giant soldiers rushing out of the buildings. These giant soldiers can withstand more attacks, and the damage they cause is even more terrible. Whenever there are large groups of giant soldiers, they will always rush into the city. The warriors of all races were almost slaughtered before they were wiped out by the thunder.
The boundless, black-pressed crowds poured into the town of the magic city, and then with the town of the magic city in the town of the magical soldiers died.
The area of ​​the town of Magic City is huge. After two quarters of violent attack, the area of ​​the city washed by the thunder is probably less than one-thousandth of the entire city.
And how many of those soldiers died in the end?
no one knows.
No one cares except Wu Tie and Lao Tie.
Even the sorcerers of the Wu family... Wu Ting clearly heard the mysterious butterfly whispering to himself: "It’s so miserable, it’s so bad... but it’s not my witch’s family.

This is the mainstream idea of ​​all tribal people.
These inhuman cannon fodders are dead when they die. They have more deaths and injuries. They give them a few years to recuperate. They can also produce more cannon fodder.
As long as you are not dead, you are a native.
Only Wu Tie, he was black in front of his eyes, his heart was in a burst of colic.
I have seen the open memory in Sanliancheng.
Awakened from the blood of the ancestors' brand.
Wu Tie knows that these strangely shaped guys, whether they are rats, dwarves, gnomes, or other humanoids, seemingly ethnic groups, are born with the same races. Or, they are a branch of the huge system of Terran.
Everyone, the same root.
Their souls are essentially no different in nature.
Therefore, their soul can also become the raw material of the soul.
They should not be so despicable, they are killed like animals.
The gnomes that fell in large chunks, Wu Tie remembered the gnomes raised by the Wujia Shibao, those small, thoughtful, timid, shy, hardworking, and flexible little guys.
Those who were covered in long hair, Wu Tie remembered the old white, and remembered the people of the old white.
Those dwarves, Shi Fei, but there are giant blood, and the dwarf, there are also giant blood...
These guys, they shouldn't be so despicable, be treated as goods for merchandise, so despicable, killing here with such bad means.
Already dead enough.
Wu Tie's facial skin was hot, and he felt a great sense of guilt in his heart.
He should have done something long ago.
Instead of standing here and watching.
His body swayed and he wanted to rush out.
But he saw Wu Jin, and then look at the witch war, witch silver, witch copper standing next to Wu Jin...
There are also the children of these witches around.
Wu Tie’s body was stiff and in the same place.
Three hundred miles away, it is the squad of the squad, the well-equipped, powerful, and amazing number of military battalions.
If Wu Tie is doing something now...
It’s not that he will die, he will die a lot of people, there will be a sorcerer’s son, and there will even be witch gold, witch war, witch silver, witch copper...
There are also witch levies, criminal scorpions, mysterious butterflies...
Wu Tie did not stay in the ancestral home of the Wu family for a long time, but he already had deep feelings for the group of rough men of the witch family.
You must not let these people fall into danger that they would not have because of themselves.
On the ground, endless soldiers of all ethnic groups are still rushing into the town of Magic City.
Qi Qi controlled the long scorpion, and still destroyed the buildings of the town's magic hall without any slowness. The soldiers of the town's magic army rushed out of those buildings, causing huge casualties to the soldiers of all ethnic groups.
The performance of the town's magic army is very weird, their defense and the singular attack formed a perfect tacit understanding, there is actually a cruel artistic beauty inside.
Wu Tie is more aware that this is a trap.
Qi Qi’s voice suddenly sounded:
Although these little things are easy to raise, but... this is a soft-hearted person.

"This handsome rewards 300 million military merits... but whoever has the courage to join the siege array, attack the town of Magic City, with the heroes of these little things strangled, the coach rewarded him with 300 million military merit."
Wu Tie’s face violently twitched.
300 million military merit.
This number is really subtle, it is really remarkable.
It seems that Qi Qi has already figured out the details of Wu Tie's family. He knows that Wu Jin is the big brother of Wu Tie. He knows that Wu Jin owes three hundred million troops to Sanhuangying.
The 300 million military exercises are actually nothing.
However, on this occasion, in this case, Qi Qi points broke this point, and his words are full of deep malice.
"Hey, this handsome is soft, can't see these little guys, the death and injury is so heavy!" Qi Qi's heavy voice sounded all around: "Can have heroes, dare to play? This handsome, not worthy of the prize."
Qi Qi laughed: "However, this coach can promise you, this battle, the town of the magic city will be undoubted. However, the process may be a bit twists and turns. But there is no doubt that the town of Magic City will be broken."
"So, you don't have to worry about anything. If you are bravely involved in the war, the coach is a person, everyone knows."
"I am going... I have the treasure body, I am going to..." Wu Tie sighed and looked at the Wu Jia Er Lang around him: "Please also ask the elders to bind the people, don't break hands... you know of!"
Wu Tie suddenly shot, and a fist hit the back of Wu Jin’s head, and Wu Jin stunned.
Then Wu Tie took a shot of the old iron's head, a golden light, a black sandstorm rushed out from the array of witches, and rushed toward the ruined town of the town.
"The seventh house of the Wu family, Wu Wu participated in the war."
"Qiao Shuai, I heard that you are eager to see the talents, and you have appointed Luo Lin as a marching Sima... So young Junyan, can dare to go with me and fight side by side?"
Wu Ting's figure flashed into the sky above the town of Magic City, and the backhand waved, that is, seven sharp swordsmanship swept past the starry sky.