Chapter 175: Mu Qingge is not a waste (9)

Of course, his biggest head jumped down, how could other people bear it?
Almost when Mu Xiong jumped down, the lieutenants also drew their swords and jumped down. The soldiers who defended the city opened the gates and brought in the wounded soldiers while joining the battlefield.
Suddenly, the forced defense turned into an active attack.
Mu Qingge's blood ignited the enthusiasm in all Mu Jiajun's heart. They are drawn into the battlefield like a storm. Forgot that the weapons in their hands were so dull that they couldn't cut the flesh, and that they had not eaten a full meal for a few days.
If the knife can't penetrate, they use their teeth.
The Mu Jiajun, who had discarded the steel knife, ignored his own flesh and blood, and severely tore the flesh from the orc with his teeth.
This is a savage contest.
Here, there is no more distinction between humans and beasts, only victory or defeat!
The more Mu Qingge killed, the calmer her eyes became. Before coming, she had learned from Mu Lianrong that this beast tide seemed not easy. After coming here, she saw it with her own eyes, and felt so.
These orcs, it was as if they wanted to invade Yicheng desperately.
In the end, what is attracting them so crazy?
And how can she quell this riot?
Kill all the orcs? This is simply impossible. In the Qinling Mountains, there are more than ten million orcs? Not to mention her small green realm, even if one day, she becomes a strong purple realm, let these orcs line up to kill her, without killing for a hundred years, she can't finish it.
Mu Qingge inserted directly into the center of the herd like a sharp knife.
Qin Yiyao has faintly felt strenuous, but still fully protects Mu Qingge's back.
Five hundred guards followed closely and swept around for her.
The surviving remnants have been inserted into the city. Mu Xiong shattered a yellow spirit beast with a palm, looked up, but found the red dress in the distance.
Shocked in his heart, he immediately shouted: "Geer is back!"
The voice came into Mu Qingge's ears, she heard it, but couldn't get away.
This time, she was created by the grief in Mu Jiajun's heart. The so-called mourning soldier will win! Looking at the remnants of the city fighting for them for a moment, it has already caused a fire in Mu Jiajun's heart.
That's why she burst into an astonishing fighting power only when she was angry.
Of course, if it retreats now, the beast tide will return soon. At that time, it is difficult to say whether we can gather our energy to fight again.
She has not forgotten that Mu Jiajun has not eaten for several days and has no sharp weapons in his hands.
And she did not forget that the messenger sent by Mu Xiong had already died. Ling Jian, who represented Mu Xiong, was in his arms, and there would be no supplies to send.
Therefore, this time, she must scare these beasts, so that they dare not approach Yicheng again in a short time.
In the depths of the clear eyes, firmness emerged.
The movements of Mu Qing singer are even faster.
"Qingge, we can't go any further." Qin Yiyao's anxious voice came in her ear.
The first time such a high-intensity battle had already made her princess' arms numb and her body was stained with countless blood. The cold iceberg at the beginning is more like the goddess of slaughter.
Mu Qingge stopped and shouted: "Mo Yang!"
Mo Yang turned around and after beheading a one-horned wolf, he quickly came to Mu Qingge's side.
"Take the princess, all of you retreat." Mu Qingge said coldly.
Mo Yang was startled, but did not immediately agree.
Qin Yiyao was also surprised to grab her arms and shouted: "What are you going to do?"