Chapter 1779: The retreat is dead!

As Huabei strode out of the camp and the moment the horn blew, the 100,000 army was fully mobilized.
After a night of tossing, many people's eyes were bloodshot, each with a hideous and angry face, clasping the weapon in his hand, "Kill, step on the Vine City."
Only by flattening the city can the monstrous hatred in their hearts be washed away.
This obviously should be the night of making history and becoming a good story. I was so harassed. According to reports, the people sent by Fujijo were still fighting against the landlords under the stars. This behavior of despising them is simply unforgivable.
"This battle must be won."
The sound of the horn went straight into the sky.
Fujijo.
Dragon Legion, ready to go.
Luo Feng stood on a high place, standing with his hands in his hands, hunting and hunting in the wind, and his white clothes were flowing.
The of war of Fujijo, the white army commander.
One after another eyes fell on him, full of blazing heat and worship.
The glory of Tengcheng today was laid by Luo Feng, and because of Luo Feng, Tengcheng has this undefeated myth.
"Once upon a time, this was only a corner to the east of the Heavenly Hell Realm, but now it has become the center of the world's attention." A soldier of the Dragon Legion from Fuji City was excited and excited. "Have you heard the sound of the horn outside?" Luo Feng spoke, and his voice spread from all directions, "Our enemy is already under the city." Luo Feng's gaze swept slowly, "I once said, Tengcheng, Shenlong Corps, Never fight for hegemony, but all those who try to bully us, we will give
Give a painful counterattack, including... the so-called Anti-Magic Alliance. "
"war!"
"war!"
"war!"
In the heart of the Dragon Legion, Luo Feng is the god, the spiritual pillar of the Dragon Legion.
Although the reputation of the Anti-Magic Alliance is loud and deterrent, it is far from being able to influence the Fuji City Dragon Legion.
The whole army is high in fighting spirit.
"Prepare for a battle."
After Luo Feng said a few words, he walked to the city wall.
Master Yan held the goose feather fan in his hand and shook it gently, looking into the distance, "Look, the Anti-Magic Alliance, there is indeed a bit of a doorway."
Luo Feng cast his eyes to the past.
The one hundred thousand army of the Anti-Magic Alliance is moving forward. Unexpectedly, the process of the one hundred thousand army advancing is quite structured, orderly, and vigorous. "It should be a battle formation." Luo Feng looked over, not familiar with this battle formation. "It's interesting. If the Anti-Magic Alliance army is too vulnerable, it would be too boring." Luo Feng squinted, his eyes There was a faint golden light beating, and he was a little surprised.
A similar battle formation means that the battle formation set up by the Anti-Magic Alliance is one that has just been created, and the other is that it is extremely remote.
"Uncle Yan, I think there are at least ten flaws in this battle formation." Luo Feng opened his mouth and told Yan Third Division that in this battle, the person who really led the battlefield was Yan Third Division, which was equivalent to the role of a military division.
Listening to Luo Feng's word-by-word notification of the flaws in the battle formation in front of him, Yan Sanshi's originally worried thought disappeared suddenly, and his eyes looked at Luo Feng and couldn't help sighing, "You are abnormal."
Luo Feng, "...
I am afraid that even Huabei and the others would never have thought that the so-called ancient battle formation they arranged had already been penetrated by Luo Feng in more than ten flaws before they were even close to the battlefield.
"It needs to be rearranged." Yan Sanshi immediately left, smearing his confidence.
"kill!"
The voice of the cavalry of the Eastern Expedition of the Anti-Magic Alliance resounded through the sky.
In the distance, there are warriors watching from afar, and the blood is boiling all at once.
"Final war is about to begin!" Someone held their breath, holding the image crystal ball in his hand, "Although the cost is very high, I must record the entire battle. I am sure that this will shock the whole world. A big battle."
"This is the most direct end of Luo Feng's provocation of the Anti-Demon Alliance. Look, it's only a few days ago? The army of the Anti-Demon Alliance has come to the city."
"But, do you think Luo Summit is waiting to die? The Fujishi Dragon Legion is not a defeat."
With the gradual approach of the Eastern Expedition Army of the Anti-Magic Alliance, thick smoke swept through, and the warriors who were attracted by the battle became more excited about the discussion. Among them, some wanted to see Luo Feng's tragic end, and some looked forward to the Dragon Army. Counterattack...
boom! boom! boom!
The sound of the explosion resounded like a firecracker. The iron cavalry rushing in the front was knocked down directly, caught off guard, and fell heavily to the ground. Some military thorns appeared out of thin air, piercing their flesh and blood.
"Organism!"
The people behind subconsciously stopped, but they were pushed up by an impact. For a while, the people turned their backs on their backs, and the screams kept resounding, echoing in the sky.
"The organ technique of the Yan clan." Zhu Fubao wiped his anger over his eyes and waved his hand. "The whole army listens to the order and keep moving!"
There is no other means, but simple and rude methods are used directly, and human tactics are used to crack the tricks.
This is a simple and effective method for organ surgery, but it requires too much bones.
This is to sacrifice the lives of many warriors to break through the Yan clan's organ techniques.
"Don't retreat, charge at full speed." Huabei's eyes flashed with a fierce color. At the same time, he glanced at Zhu Fubao.
They had already expected this situation.
Therefore, the warriors who rushed to the front were all warriors who joined the Eastern Expedition of the Anti-Magic Alliance halfway through.
The origins of these warriors are unknown, even if they sacrifice all, Huabei will not have any heartache.
"Is this an organ technique that uses our corpses to attack Fuji City?" At this moment, among the warriors who rushed in front, someone noticed it. After all, no one is a fool. "No, it's totally playing with our lives!"
"There are other methods to crack the mechanism." Some warriors were shocked and sad. "Laozi believes in the Anti-Magic Alliance wrong. They don't treat us as human beings at all. We are just their pawns."
"Do not!"
Many people fall into the trap of organ surgery, with screams, unwilling roars, grief and resentment, intertwined.
"Ah!" Finally, a warrior couldn't help it, turned around and ran.
They are not regular troops, they are here for military merit, and they have their own selfish hearts. How can they be willing to die like this?
However, at this moment, Jianguang shot, full of breath, and those warriors who turned around and ran away were directly swallowed by Jianguang and died.
Yuwen Yunfan's face was cold, holding a divine sword, staring coldly forward, "On the battlefield, deserters, death!"
The voice was as cold as frost.
Huh huh!
A few swords were cut off again, and many warriors who turned around were killed.
"The deserter must be cut." Huabei's voice resounded at this moment, "Those who break through the Tengcheng organs are considered to have made great achievements and can be rewarded by merit."
Back, a dead end!
Moving forward, nine deaths a lifetime, but there is a chance to make merit! "Charge!" Countless warriors, their eyes were filled with blood-red light.