Chapter 1194: Cannon fodder

Chapter 1194: Cannon Fodder
The long and distant sound of the dragon sounded suddenly, and Li Junshan could not care to look at the quaint "Casal Scepter" in his hand, and suddenly turned around and looked at the sound.
A golden dragon rose from the army of light gods, and the shining golden dragon swayed a body that was 100 meters long and flew over the angel army. Finally it stopped over the camp of the priest army, and was in the dead and the dead. Li Junshan's sharp gaze at the front of the clan legion, even after a long distance, he still saw clearly that a dragon orc fox sacrificed more than two meters tall was standing on the back of the golden dragon.
A huge drum with a bold and bold style was firmly fixed on the back of the golden dragon spine by golden ropes. I don’t know what the thick leather of Warcraft. The giant drum with a circle of crystal cores was not as good as the fox. , The drumhead has begun to tremble sharply.
"Boom...Boom...Boom...Boom..."
When the fox man sacrificed the delicate bone bang that was completely disproportionate to the giant drum and regularly hit the drum surface, the earth-shaking drum war sounded loudly over the battlefield.
The unimaginable sacrificial art suddenly appeared on the scene, and as the fox rapped on the offensive drum, the huge black, gray, white and light on the drum surface was splattered down and it would be enough. The advance troops around the people enveloped it, and the action of the fox ritual attracted the mad netbsp of various auxiliary rituals; agility, strength, degree, bloodthirsty, madness, blessing, thorn aura.........
Almost all conceivable ritual aids were spilled out over a large area to completely cover the entire advance unit of the Light Gods. Those who are first-hand mixed forces composed of humans, orcs and elves, half-orcs, etc. are both used to being shirtless and shirtless. Or 1ù the skin outside the armor is completely covered by a strange and constantly changing color.
"It's time to fight."
The sound of the war drum became louder, and Li Junshan was moved and excited again. When he looked back at the Demon Race, he didn’t know when there was a lion with a Demon blood lineage riding on the magic dragon. People also sounded the horn of the attack, and the sacrificial legions with a significantly larger number than the light gods also used various auxiliary sacrificial techniques to dump the frontal slave army.
The sound of the army's footsteps began to sound on the ground, and the huge sound directly submerged the sounds of the war drums of the fox and the horns of the lion. When the front soldiers of the two camps ran up, the sound of torrential rain, The thunder, the rain, the iron shed, the denser and more violent footsteps, the whole Shengwei Plain began to tremble and yín up.
"Sure enough, they didn't plan to let us go."
Yaqina sighed. When she really fought, she calmed down completely, watching the demon and the light god's forward split half of the soldiers, and rushed toward the triangle and the undead and the army of the Hades. She started together. Orders were issued quickly after order.
"King of Heaven, let your people fight against the army of the light gods. Compared with the undead, the light holy power is more capable of killing your underworld clan and more fierce."
"Monarch, give orders to your people, be sure to block the demon army at a distance of at least a kilometer away from us."
"Don't move, don't let a foreign animal come out. We are not as bright as the Shinto or the Devil's army is huge, and will eventually use you, but not now."
"Remember, don't move the power above the intermediate level."
Yaqina's words were Li Junshan's words. This was mentioned to Heavenly King and King Bone King just when he arrived at Shengwei Plain, so no one disagreed, but conveyed it faithfully and quickly.
"kill!"
Already knowing that the master's woman is pregnant, the King of Heaven flew out nearly 100 meters before holding her body and screaming with a wave of his hand. It was almost his violent voice that just sounded and was burnt by the fighting. Soul thorns were like a swarm of bees who rushed out of the army of the Ming clan with the insanity.
"Kill me to the army of light gods!"
Seeing his soldiers rushing out unbearably, the king was startled. He didn't expect these soldiers to be excited to this point, but he flew out and slapped dozens of the frontmost dead. After the clan soldiers, the other Ming clan responded and gave up to meet the demon army and turned to the light god.
This was just a short cha song. When Wang Weiwei flew back to Li Junshan on that day, the boneless king did not move or even made a sound. The army of undead that had received the order of his soul voice immediately started.
The scorching sun in the sky somehow has been enveloped by the dark clouds. As the massive army of undead advances silently and quickly, the clouds in the sky are moving along with their advancing direction, and the fire of the soul of the bones is leaping in the eyes. The skull, longing for blood, squeezed and ran down a large number of zombies, and the ghost army of colorful lights in the sky. The undead creatures whose number is far above the army of the Nether tribe let the slaves running head-on appear a trace of hún1uan.
Of course, this is still the result of madness. Li Junshan or Yaqina, who was quietly watching in the air, firmly believed that if the slaves remained completely awake, they were afraid that they would blow up the nest soon.
Ten seconds or a few minutes, Li Junshan has been unable to distinguish. Most of the last battle in the Lowe Plains was only observed by hiding in the crowd. This time it was floating high in the air. The situation on the whole battlefield was clear and unimaginable. The sea of ​​people is about to explode with unprecedented fighting, which makes him have a blank space in his brain in extreme excitement.
The piercing screams pulled Li Junshan’s soul back. The soldiers of the Demon Race and the Light God's sharp charge were suddenly shrouded in a deeper shadow than the dark clouds. The dense arrows that suddenly rose from the sky were as if the entire sky was spread. full.
At this moment, Li Junshan's mind flashed the "hero" and "Spartan 300 Warriors" in the movies he had seen in his previous life. The arrow rain that made him constantly move covered the attack, but he didn't understand those until now. But it's just pediatrics. It's far worse than the spectacular arrow rain that covers the sky.
Of course, not only the Shining Gods and the Demon Troops have long-range attack arms. Almost every Ming clan rushes up with a gasp, and at the same time, they have a handle. Compared with their sturdy and tall body, they have a slim round axe. Tossed out, the number of round axes enough for human soldiers to hold in both hands is far less than that of Arrow Rain.
The undead army also shot a round of arrow rain, but the equipment of the undead was really bad. The broken bone bows and the arrows polished by the bones were sparse and sparse. After flying up in the air, they could not shoot far. For the souls of their own undead, fortunately, the undead did not feel pain and did not affect anything.
Finally, after the arrow rain that covered the sky was thrown to a certain height, it immediately rushed down with a huge inertial force in the screams, and the various sounds that Li Junshan could think of rang loudly in an instant.
The sound of "robbing" nailed to the wooden shield, the sound of "ding ding" from the weapon grid, the sound of "pouting" that the arrow darts into the body of blood u, almost every arrow hit the target— — This does not require any deliberate aiming at all, and it is difficult to find any gaps in the army intensively.
A large group of strikers fell down, whether it is the Light Shinto, the Demon Clan or the Ming Clan, a large number of miscellaneous troops or slaves are mostly nailed to the yellow soil, and the relatively powerful Ming Clan is also dead under a round of arrow rain cover attack A lot, including the undead, although they can move forward even if only half of their bodies are left, the succeeding army that pushed forward violently behind them directly crushed the bodies and lives of those injured.
Like a flood sweeping through the forest, and like a mountain avalanche rushing across the mountains, the turbulent three-way army of mudslides finally hit together. The sound of fighting, screaming, bones breaking, blood breaking and desperate roaring became The main melody over the battlefield, a lot of broken u, residual limbs and blood were thrown into the air.
Hún1uan’s three-party attack fronts add up to tens of miles, and the ground in these tens of miles instantly becomes a ngtang, and one by one figures fall down, and the followers rush up again, the dry land is too late to shǔn The blood flowed out in all directions, and a large scarlet ground told an extremely tragic front.
"Jian Yu only shot one round and it was okay..."
Li Junshan couldn’t see it anymore. It wasn’t his hypocrisy or cheap compassion that flooded the air. The intense smell that sprang up in the air stabbed the alien bloodline in his body. He was very eager to fight. He was afraid of playing 1uan. Forced himself to divert his attention.
"After all, everyone's distance is too close, and the strikers are attacking too fast, but why aren't there any movements of those magical legions? Is it possible that they still want to leave the magic to the confrontation of middle and high-level forces?"
"That's for sure."
Yaqina's face was pale, she could be expected to be tragic, but she didn't expect it to be so tragic. She didn't know whether it was because of the fresh life falling down one after another, or the strong smell in the air made her extremely uncomfortable, for a while Talent: "Now it is only the cannon fodder that is involved in the battle. No matter whether it is the mixed army of the Light Gods or the slaves of the Devil, of course, only we have anything on it. The other two parties do not care."
"If you go on like this, I'm afraid it won't take long for these two slave soldiers to be consumed almost."
Li Junshan couldn't help but looked up at the past again, as he expected, the extremely fierce fighting, but in just a few minutes, the three parties consumed at least half of the power.
"Not so fast."
Yaqina shook her head and said: "The force of the frontal collision cannot be ignored. When everyone presses it, it will slow down. After all, the front line is so long, most people behind it are just squeezed there."
"Then no magician?"
The fact is the same, no matter which side is the same, a large number of soldiers crowded behind holding up the weapon just screaming and shouting, and even some crazy or stabbing people lost their weapons on their own people, this This kind of situation is most common in the Nether Army, Li Junshan couldn't help saying: "If there are several rank magicians who cast a banned magic attack, it is estimated that the number of xìng kills is enough to break the record."
"That won't happen."
Yaqina still shook her head and said: "Don't say that every tier strong in this war has to accumulate strength to hit the attack at the most critical time. It is nothing for them to kill 100,000 in front of them. Useful, no one will be busy with the life and death of these cannon fodders."
"I can't find Pope Bright, including Pope Demon God."
Li Junshan chased the topic. He frowned and glanced at the immobile camp of the Light Shinto and the Demon Army, and said, "I believe they must be peeping here, but they are not aware of their location."
"The Pope Demon God has a set of armor that can be completely hidden..."
Barbara finally opened her mouth. Maybe she didn’t handle the things in front of her and caused trouble to Li Junshan. After a while, she watched the battle behind Li Junshan and said, "He used it in the last plane war, and It is said that the octagonal angel who was ambushed and killed by this strange armor is almost the total number of other great devil or commander."
"The Pope of Light must have come."
Angela also spoke, and Barbara sandwiched the thunderstorm with her left and right. She said affirmatively: "The ability to use so many angels is definitely the result of his full efforts. He cannot be absent, but the timing is still there. Not yet."
"Sir, would you like me to try them?"
The Boneless King firmly locked in the breath of the fearful walker behind Thunderstorm, but he also directly said: "Send a dozen or so undead to the Light Shinto or the Demon camp, I think they will definitely react."
"Not urgent."
Li Junshan shook his head and said, "Our strength is not stronger than any other party, especially the high-ranking strongmen can't afford it. Not to mention a dozen undeads, that is, all the undead are sent out to provoke them, they are killed, two Even if the pope does not appear, it will not appear."
At the same time, Li Junshan also showed a mental flow to the space profile carrying Yaqina at the same time. In the latter's timely response, there was no space abnormality.
What I was most afraid of was what Li Junshan was most afraid of: Pope Demon God or Pope Bright suddenly tore the space around him, or that strange black stone castle broke through the space and appeared in front of him when a magic shock hit him.
"why?"
Thunderstorm, which hasn’t been heard from now until now, seems to be asking others and murmurs. She can’t bear to stare at those believers who are the most devout believers of the of light. Dead, her lost eyes looked at the light-minded clergy of the clergy, and couldn’t help murmuring:
Why even a simple Holy Light Healing is unwilling to cast one, as long as they keep up, there won’t be so much Many people died..."
"Let's not say that they don't care about the life and death of these cannon fodder, your idea is simply impossible to achieve."
Yaqina glanced sympathetically at the thunderstorm and continued: "In such a battle, the person at the forefront was treated by the Holy Light after being injured, but was either trampled to death by the people behind or killed by the enemy. I wouldn’t have given this command if the commander of the Light God Army, the priest’s holy light might as well be left to the demon or undead high-level powerhouse, at least it can affect or sting their souls."
"Why do you have to fight..."
Obviously, Thunderstorm, whose soul was changed, regarded herself as a truly holy virgin. She just spoke out this sentence, but Yaqina interrupted her voice unkindly this time.
"Why? Let's not talk about other people first. You think he is willing to intervene in this war like a mountain, if not for you..."
"Yakina, stop talking."
Li Junshan interrupted their conversation with a wry smile. He knew that Yaqina said that there was a jealous ingredient, and he couldn't give up the deepest attachment to Thunderstorm.
"It's almost over."
The Boneless King apparently did not want to be embarrassed by his own adults, but when he knew it, Cha said, "The striker is almost dead, lord, what should I do next? Should the undead army continue to rush?"
Several people in Li Junshan set their minds to look at the past. No matter who they felt at first glance, they felt the same at first glance, which is terrible.
The corpses almost piled up into mountains on the front line for more than ten miles, but within a few tens of minutes the entire battlefield had completely turned into a river of blood, and a large spouting blood spring appeared on the ground in the center, a large area of ​​blood Flowing in all directions, there was a blood waterfall pouring down on the ground with high and low drops.
Hundreds of thousands or millions are no longer distinguishable, and no one can find a complete corpse within the sight of the sight. Where to go, there are about 30% of the remaining army still fiercely moving forward. At this moment, it seems that whether it is to be destroyed by the regiment or to kill a small number of Mingshen mixed forces, it is also very fast.
The demons are almost the same. In the face of the undead creatures who do not know the pain and fear, any forces are estimated to have headaches. The previously killed sound and colored slaves completely collapsed after 60% of the casualties, but Under this situation, there is no way to retreat under the Warlords, but only desperately roaring to fight against it~EbookFREE.me~ and the army of undead that can still have the advantage is still slowly and firmly advancing, Silent and ruthless.
"Now it's time for a real showdown."
Li Junshan's spirit was revitalized, and no matter why the queen of aliens refused to appear on his own initiative for a long time, he released it directly in front of his thoughts. At the same time, he also released the restless alien aliens in the spiritual space, saying: "It's almost there It's time."
"about there."
The alien queen didn’t move and didn’t plan to respond. Yaqina didn’t dare to look at it, but said to the boneless king:
The Nether Army is almost abolished. You don’t have to worry about letting all the undead stretch the front. Rush out, if nothing changes, the fiercest battle is about to explode."
"Can you find it?"
Li Junshan did not have any objection to Yaqina's arrangement. He looked at the alien queen and asked, "The Pope of Demon God and Pope of Light."
The alien queen didn't say anything, but she shook her head for a while, and she didn't even speak before she disappeared directly in front of Li Junshan.