Chapter 636: Rebellion (10)

The battlefield outside the Fortress of Black Fire has become an unmatched slaughterhouse, and the betrayal warriors distorted by hatred are engaged in a brutal fierce battle with their former compatriots.
The powerful God’s machinery walked on this ground, and death followed, and the warriors and traitors bleed into the river. The craftsmen released the whimsical creations in a twisted way in each other’s queues, causing destruction. .
Across the entire Ugar Basin, thousands of lives died in seconds, and the promise of inevitable death seemed to cover a dark curtain over each warrior.
The traitor's army was standing firm, but their front was bending under the violent attack of the loyalists, and fate could only be disintegrated with a little trickery.
"Go forward! Don't stop!!!"
Guk's fist waving around him was like a pair of silver steel balls.
He has thrown away his gun because the ammunition has been exhausted, but this does not affect him as a deadly killing machine.
No sword can hurt him, and no bullets can penetrate his armor. His actions are clean and neat, every action can kill the enemy, and the guard's wedge-shaped battle array is deeply penetrated into the traitor's front.
The warhammer hung behind his waist seemed to be a weight carrying endless weight, but he would not pull it out until he could face that abominable rebellion, he would show its terrible use before snow hate.
He longed to cross his warriors and slay a path among the traitors to search for Gulsut, but the battle was still scorching, he could not put down his mission and go to the hypocrite to make a grudge between them. End.
The flames and hustle and bustle of the war surrounded him. The wreckage of the tanks and the collapsed fortifications were filled with smoke. The bullets, rockets and lasers were interwoven in the air, and the explosions were endless.
Screams and blood flooded his senses, and thousands of Ok wars were on the chaotic battlefield.
Even in his rage, Guk still saw a terrible farce on stage.
After this battle, many things will change. Even if they have won the final victory, some unbreakable things will also be broken, and may be effectively copied in the future.
From this day on, the kids must be truly afraid of themselves, and they must also feel right to do so.
Between the killings, Gu Ke thought so.
Suddenly, he heard cheers and shouts coming from behind, although their meaning was only able to penetrate his killing zeal after a while.
He smashed the head of a rebel with his iron fist, and turned to see the delightful scene, a torrent was sweeping from the weak east of the battlefield.
"Waaaaaaaaaaaaaaagh!"
When he recognized the familiar banner, he shouted proudly.
The scrap iron block Wiken and his team members finally arrived on the battlefield. Due to mechanical failure and transportation, they missed most of the battles, but they finally caught up in the final battle.
Although only less than double-digit Ouke appeared fearlessly on the ground, the power of the loyalist more than doubled in a flash.
More importantly, the place where they appear is the weakest area of ​​the rebel defense, where the defenders are not prepared to face the impact of a group of steel monsters.
The form suddenly reversed.
Woo~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
The drums and trumpets screamed hurriedly, and after witnessing such a terrible display of military power, a clearly visible wave of fear spread across the front of the traitors.
Guk's sophisticated eyes could tell that the traitor army had lost its appetite for continued killing. In a panic, their team began to retreat from the position in batches, and even the Golden Armored Army retreated. They were overwhelming in this. Timid in front of strength.
He also saw the slender black figure in the distance directing his warriors to retreat toward the destroyed fortress. His blurred blades were like a terrible and headhunter tribe, and Gulsuth...
The smoke spread in front of him, and Guck finally saw what he had been looking for since he came to this land.
Wearing shiny golden armor, he saw Gulsuth.
This former little boss summoned the most despicable of his followers to his side, brandishing a gleaming giant sword and leading them back toward the black wall.
There was a long metal rod behind his back, which supported a ridiculous battle flag and several heads, one of which was the leader of Guk.
The overlord sneered, realizing that this guy clearly knew that destiny was destined to have a duel on the withered plain.
"Gursult!!!!!!!!!"
When Gook finally saw Gulsuth, he knew that the rebellion also noticed himself.
A hate and betrayal triggered a suffocating frenzy, rising inside him.
"Your leopard jump! Get out and face me! If you are still a boss!!!"
Facing the violent overlord, the traitors withdrew from the loyalists at an ever-increasing speed, leaving tens of thousands of corpses on both sides of the enemy and the enemy on the ground~ Although his blood was sung for victory and the battle with Gulsuth, he did not ignore the casualties suffered by the loyal legion for all this.
He watched the enemy's front line dissolve in front of him. The loyal soldiers were exhausted by the fierce fighting, and they faltered behind the fleeing enemy.
He summoned his guards to his side, and then used a simple communicator to open a communication channel to contact Mog Drogen and the warlords.
"They were defeated!"
Guk shouted:
"Look at how they escaped in front of us! Now chase, don't let an enemy escape!"
"understand!!"
The warlords roared in unison, but Mogdrogen had other opinions.
"Guk, I should think of the kids to rest for a while, bandage the wound, and then tie back to such a terrible battle... I also found some weird shrimps, maybe they will do some tricks, it is better to let the cannon first For a while, we had a lot of shells, or just smashed the ground."
"Do not!"
Guk shouted, his voice very excited.
"The traitors have been defeated, and now they only need to work harder to completely destroy them!"
Then he slammed the communication channel and turned to face his guard.
About 5,000 majestic warriors surrounded him. The silver horn helmet was lingering in an arc, and the blood-stained weapons were still sharp. They told him with pride that they would obey any orders he gave, regardless of whether to retreat or go again. Fighting hell.
"Let the weak go to rest and lick the wound!"
Guk shouted loudly, raising his fist high.
"Tell me, do you want to rest!"
"kill!!!!!!!!!!"