Chapter 840: Battle (3)
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The blood clouds rolled, stirring up the aura of killing, and boiling in the cold and bone-blooded wasteland among the dangerous mountains, causing the nearby demons to escape, as if the depths of the mountains were the tragic purgatory in the world.
Due to the rugged terrain in the canyon, it was already crowded if a thousand elite magic soldiers were filled in the front line. They squeezed more than a dozen layers and advanced forward on the battlefield with difficulty.
Although every step of the demon soldiers advances bloody casualties to the Black Wind Army, the roaring heavy crossbows on both sides are constantly tearing the bone shields and constantly harvesting the lives of the elite demon soldiers, with broken limbs and broken bones and flesh flying everywhere.
At this time, the time for two cups of tea had passed.
In order to delay the iron hooves of the demon clan, the front-running elite iron armored elites suffered great casualties. The situation will be slightly better when the sharp spears and soldiers form a formation.
The heavy spear specially made in Beilingsai has a handle of two feet and three feet long, plus a gun blade of three feet long, and the whole body is made of Xuanyang essence iron, weighing more than 300 kilograms. The children of Tongxuan Realm are in line up. Apart from simple movements such as stabbing, they do not have greater strength to move such heavy spears as flying.
However, the essence of the heavy spear formation of the Breaking Blade is the word "stolen".
The sharp spears are selected for sharp spears, which are only two meters tall. Compared with the eight or nine meters long heavy spears, they are a bit small. But this is also true that the sharp spears with sharp spears with sharp spears are stacked layer by layer, and on a relatively narrow contact surface, they gather more densely together to form a dense wall of spears.
The green scale demon soldier is huge in size, generally about four meters, and is almost twice that of the elite human race. This means that each green scale demon soldier must meet the thorns of twenty heavy spears at the same time.
Even if the bone shield is indestructible, the advancement speed of the demon soldiers in the front formation will be suddenly stopped, and they may even fall backwards. When they collide with the demon soldiers behind them, they will be ruthlessly trampled on.
Wu Da retreated a little at this time to supervise the battle, and the demonic eyes shot out a tremendous blood light, staring at any subtle changes on the battlefield.
He didn't know how many battles he had fought with the human race in the past few hundred years. It was the first time he encountered an elite human race using such a tactic. It was so difficult to deal with. The pace of advancement in the front was blocked like this.
Although the demon soldiers are extremely brave, they keep jumping up and pounced on the heavy spear without hesitation. Although they can take away casualties, they are difficult to reach a scale after all. They will soon be killed by the strong men in the human battle formation. They will not be able to disrupt the human battle formation in a very short time. Their two winged demon soldiers were even more casualties under the strafing of the heavy crossbow.
Yes, if there is no obstacle, it will take only 100 breaths to kill the human army formation, and then enter the stage of complete melee. Wu Da is confident that this bold and arbitrary human army will be completely killed. Wu Da expects that the human army's sharp weapon, heavy crossbow, as Shao Jun Taiguan said, will probably bring them the losses of thirty or fifty green-scale demon soldiers in a time of 100 breaths, but this is completely within his tolerance range.
But who could imagine that the extremely elite green-scale demon guard under Shu Yue Demon Lord was blocked halfway through the road, and it was neither right to advance nor retreat?
At this time, thirty or forty heavy crossbows were shot over. Even if each wave of arrow rain could only take away the lives of two or three demon soldiers, it was an astonishing number. In the time of two cups of tea, the casualties of the demon soldiers accumulated on both wings had exceeded 800.
During the fierce battle, Wu Qing slapped his devil's clutch in anger, his palm condensed like a shield, and slapped hundreds of Xuanyang heavy arrows shot into pieces with one palm, but he could not advance. The blood spirit sword of Sha Tianhe and the giant sword of the demon-killing chariots were waiting for him.
Wu Qing roared at Wu Da: "Brother, the human race is powerful, we have time to retreat now..."
Retreat, how to retreat? The valley entrance behind has been blocked by a cliff. Even if they can abandon the hundreds of demon soldiers in front of them, even if the green-scale demon soldiers climb the cliff is not a problem, can they abandon the bone carriage containing thirty-six blood demon corpses in this canyon and escape to the rugged mountains on both wings?
Wu Da glared at Wu Qing, hating him for his fear of fighting and confusing his military spirit and fighting spirit at this time.
Seeing the brutal and bloodthirsty demon generals also had the intention of retreating, the generals and soldiers of the Black Wind Army roared, turning retreat into attack, and the front and back battle formations collaborated, and pushed forward step by step, forcing the remaining three or four thousand demon soldiers into the narrower depths of the Jue Valley. However, they used ground-shaking talismans to hit the high cliffs on both sides, shaking huge rocks, and ruthlessly bombarded the green-scale demon soldiers.
Mo Zhai, who had just recovered his human rest, also roared to the sky and his body began to expand rapidly. In a short time of more than ten breaths, his huge body, more than a hundred meters long, appeared above the battlefield.
The scales plunged violently on a stone cliff, and the earth trembled. The next moment, he spitted out Xuanshuang and snatched Wu Qing.
"Hold on!" Wu Da roared and roared. He didn't expect that the Qinglin Guard would be disrupted by the same number of troops of the human race one day. But he knew in his heart that the more he retreated, the narrower the space. The human race was good at combat equipment, and the advantages of the Taoist talisman would be fully utilized. At that time, except for him and Wu Qing and Wu Etu, there was no Qinglin Demon soldier who could escape the massacre of the human race.
Wu Da was unwilling to retreat, wielding the meteorite warhammer, smashing a gap in the heavy spear formation of the broken edge, and dozens of sharp spear-holding soldiers were smashed into meat sauce.
Chen Hai had already accumulated the power of thousands of waves to the extreme at this time. He exhaled and heard a slight green light on the thunder halberd in his hand, and stabbed Wu Da in his chest with a destructive aura.
At this moment, the breath of the blood-killing cloud seemed to be instantly taken by some kind of destructive aura, more mysterious and higher-level secret meaning, which was directly peeled off the clouds from his body, and Wu Da was shocked.
It usually does not wear armor when it is in battle. On the one hand, its body is extremely strong and does not fear the slash of swords. On the other hand, when it is boiling in its chest, it is like being integrated with thousands of demon soldiers under its hands, making its body stronger and stronger, almost infinitely close to the realm of the realm of the second realm of the Heavenly Demon.
However, at this moment, Wu Da felt as if he was naked and standing naked in front of Chen Hai's thunder halberd. The halberd blade had not yet stabbed his demon body, but its soul seemed to have pierced at this moment!
The devil fetus was imprisoned in the demon body at this moment and could not move.
How is that possible?
Wu Da's combat instinct was also deeply imprinted in his bone marrow. Even if his soul was suppressed, the demon claws swung the meteorite warhammer and still attacked him in front of his chest at a very fast speed.
At this moment, a sound of surprise that was extremely distant but extremely floating came from a peak in the distance. No one in the audience except the demons and Chen Hai understood the content of the words.
"The Destruction of Destruction, how can you, alone, get the favor of the Destruction of Destruction, and understand such supreme magical intention!"
Although the voice was very surprised, the indescribable evil power actually caused the fierce battle between thousands of demons on the battlefield to stop for a moment.
"Shu Yue Demon Lord!" Wu Da was ecstatic and twisted his head to look, but he did not expect that Chen Haidao's heart was stable and he was not disturbed by the soul-devouring evil sound of Shu Yue Demon Lord. Instead, his mind was in an instant, and the meteoric iron warhammer blocked the chest left a gap, allowing the thunder halberd to pass through like lightning, piercing his demon body in his unwilling roar and screaming.
"No!"
Demon blood splattered everywhere!
While the thunder halberd pierced Wu Da's body, under Chen Hai's urging, dozens of lightning lights with a destructive aura rushed into Wu Da's body. Before Wu Da condensed his magical essence and locked the thunder halberd, he smashed his heart to pieces.
Wu Chengwei sat down on the ground, and his demon fetus was about to struggle to escape from its demon body, but he saw the wind like a stone statue that had been weathered for thousands of years, cracking inch by inch.
It was too confident that the true demon body was as strong as the human race's Vajra body, and that the strong man below the human race's heavenly throne could not cause it fatal damage. Without any precaution, Chen Hai's thorn directly penetrated its heart. Hearing the voice of the Demon Lord Shu Yue made it distorted, losing its last chance to save himself, and watching the endless aura of destruction sweep towards his unprecautioned demon fetus.
Who can imagine Wu Da’s death so frankly?
Chen Hai solemnly pulled back the thunder war halberd and confirmed that Wu Da could not die again after he died. Then he raised his head to find the origin of the sound.
At this time, in order to intercept the other purple-scale demon Marquis Wu Qing, Mo Zhai was swinging his tail to Wu Qing and swept across the clouds in his waist, without even paying attention to a blue-black light, and slashing towards him from the peak two or three hundred miles away.
Mo Zhai was shocked to realize that when the crisis came, his demon body rolled, just avoiding the vital points of his heart.
I saw the green light flashing, and the demon body that was sank into Mo Di, tearing open a terrifying wound more than meter deep in his huge demon body.
In the setting sun in the lingering sunset, a large area of dragon blood was sprayed in the air, and at the same time, it also brought Mo Di's painful sound that shook for several miles.
Mo Zhai's body shook rapidly in the air and almost fell directly into the magic weapon formation.
At this time, another ray of light flashed from the far peak. Chen Hai and Sha Tianhe were prepared, and waved the blood spirit sword and thunder halberd, slashing out two extremely violent sword lights, and the halberd light was shrouded towards the green light.
Fortunately, he was not hit hard by the second blow, and Mo Zhai barely stabilized his body and flew back into the human formation with difficulty.
At this time, Chen Hai finally saw who the master of the Xieyin was. He saw a young man in purple robe who revealed the monstrous demonic evil. He stood on a high cliff two hundred miles away. Behind him, five or six demon servants stood, and one of them was Xia Han, the demon assassin who had caused a lot of injuries to the human race in the northern part of the Demon Zhanling Mountains.
Seeing his attack, Chen Hai and Sha Tianhe joined forces to block it. The young man in purple robe looked at Chen Hai carefully and said, "When did you have a disciple like you in Wanxian Mountain?"
The young man in purple robe flew into the air, at an speed that was beyond imagination.
When he saw this person, the demon soldiers who had been killed just now almost collapsed, all shouted: "Demon Lord Shu Yue!"
"A group of waste, I was killed by the Cuer tribe just one day after I left. You have lost all the face of Tiancheng Mountain!" The young man in purple robe looked at the ruinous battlefield with dissatisfaction, but he didn't expect that his elite guards would be killed so badly!
(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!