Emperor Shentongjian

Chapter 890 Battle Between Two Armies
"Defend, defend!"

"rush!"

The first one to react was Zhenjun. They rushed out from their respective camps, urging the temporary soldiers to attack in a panic, but before their orders were finished, a hammer fell from the sky. Looking back, the position of the central tent where the leader was located It has turned into a huge pit.

A weeping cry made everyone panic, "Uncle Su Ling!"

Suling is the true king of the Xuangu faction who was promoted as the leader of the million-dollar coalition.

"What do you mean?"

"what happened?"

"Uncle Suling is in the middle tent!"

Everyone took a closer look into the pit, and there were indeed several puddles of bloody mud, one of which still had obvious supernatural bones left!
The lord was crushed to death before the battle started?

"Zhenjun Linhe, you are Minister Jingyao, please be the leader!"

"Please be the leader!"

Master Linhe's face turned pale. This time the Second Young Master didn't know what happened. He didn't send a large number of troops. He was only asked to lead a team to join the coalition. He didn't fight or snatch it. Why was he suddenly thrown the title of leader? !
Before he, the lord, could issue orders, a shadow came over his head, and the giant stepped on the wreckage of the camp, and swung down the hammer again.

Behind Shuo Prison, there are 20 Hell Totem Army, all of them are covered with armor skills, and they are well-trained to rush into the crowd.

They cleared the way in the middle, advancing all the way, on the right, Jiang Jinjiu was in charge of entanglement Zhenjun, Qin Qiang charged, and on the left, Yu Sheng. Wu Feiyu led the Jackdaw Raiders to attack and kill.

There are only four true kings of the day clan. Compared with ordinary true kings, they are much higher in strength and equipment. Shuo Prison has mad tactics, ten times the strength, and will drink. Yu Sheng. Wu Fei Fish, either holding top-level true treasures, or possessing peerless Taoism and holy-level Gu products, each of them is one against ten.

The 61 supernatural powers in the coalition army were caught off guard at first, and the casualties were better when they saw each other. Once they got used to it, they immediately formed a group and besieged one person.

The battle was very fierce for a while, countless spells and combat techniques covered thousands of miles around, the shouts of killing were loud, and the two sides couldn't tell the direction and time of the fight.

Hearing the sound of the golden drum, the men and horses of the day tribe retreated back to the new city like the ebbing sea, and the coalition forces looked around in a daze.

"More than a dozen supernatural powers died, these lunatics!" Zhenjun Linhe held his chest wound, feeling lingering fear, he was almost stabbed through the heart by the wine.

"Don't be afraid of them, we have a large number of people, forgive them and they won't be able to kill them all." A gang leader tentatively asked, "Daoist Linhe, when will Jingyao send Tianjun over?"

"What Heavenly Monarch?" True Monarch Linhe became vigilant, "The Northern Territory belongs to everyone, and we must do our best to protect it, but my son, where did the Tianjun come from?"

"There's no need to fight now. The day clan only comes out to the true king. If the Tianjun ends, the leaders of us will surely die."

"Tianjun can't participate in low-level battles. I don't think the day clan will violate this custom."

"It's hard to say. The leader has an idea. I only occupy a small area here, which is not comparable to the area surrounded by the second son of Qi."

Linhe didn't understand anything, it was threatening him and the young master behind him!

"The most important thing now is to rest and recuperate, there is no guarantee that the day clan will not attack again!" He said something aside, closed his eyes to recuperate, and did not speak again.

On that side, as soon as the day army came back, the doctors quickly surrounded them, and there was another set of medicinal baths. The method of meditation quickly restored the peak combat power. In just one hour, the 10,000+ soldiers were alive and well again.

Shuo Prison looked at the casualties and found that they were still within acceptable range, and said, "Get ready and leave the city again!"

"As ordered!"

As soon as the herald went down, Shuo Prison smiled at the true kings beside him, full of hostility, "Although I don't like to attack the weak, but on the battlefield, there is no distinction between strong and weak, only the enemy and ourselves, everyone, please do your best!"

He regards the Day Clan as his second hometown. When the Day Clan lost territory repeatedly, it seemed to let him relive the pain of losing his hometown. This time, he must avenge his revenge.

Yu Sheng. Wu Feiyu is not, especially Yu Sheng, when she made the decision to back down again and again, she was under the greatest internal and external pressure. This time, someone finally chose for her whether to fight or withdraw, and helped her bear all the consequences , she only needs to try her best to complete this process, which can be regarded as a release of the pressure accumulated over the years.

Jiang Jinjiu is a newcomer, and he can't empathize with certain emotions, but as a general, he is well versed in the rules of light and dark on the battlefield, so naturally he will not reject the next tactics.

The horn of attack sounded for the second time, and the soldiers and horses of the day tribe rushed out of the city again. It was only an hour and three quarters since the last attack.

Millions of allied troops sat up in shock from their recuperation, hurried out of the camp to defend against the enemy, Linhe followed the old plan, entangled their magical powers and besieged the true kings of the day clan.

Soon, they discovered something was wrong, Shuo prison, Yu Sheng, Wu Feiyu, Jiang Jinjiu and others had missed frequently!
A hammer brushed against a true king, killing a group of soldiers with a bang.

One star river staggered one true monarch, and swept away hundreds of transcendental beings.

A piece of Gu worms flew over Yi Zhenjun and covered the monks behind.

With a sweeping shot, Zhenjun dodged, but the fifty-foot airflow killed a large number of lives.

After all, Linhe had fought with Qi Huan and had battlefield experience. He was the first to see the problem, and his eyelids twitched. They were attacking low-level monks!

"Despicable, come at us, what is the ability to deal with these soldiers!" He already had a premonition that the soldiers would collapse, so he simply attracted some hatred for the day clan and added fuel to the anger of the crowd.

"Of course we are aiming at you. Since you love your subordinates, stand still and don't move. If you hide, they won't suffer!" Shuo prison raised his hammer to cover him. , Another piece of meat paste.

"Get out of here and fight somewhere far away!" He anxiously shouted to other allies. This coalition has no tacit understanding and no loyalty. If it goes like this, those low-level monks will have to quit.

The True Monarchs of the Allied Forces also noticed this, and tried every means to lure the members of the Day Clan to other places. At this time, it was time to test which side could control the rhythm of the battle better.

Several members of the day clan deflected their steps one by one to guide them, but followed the movement of the army below, and led them to run to crowded places.

The soldiers and generals of the coalition army almost collapsed, and Zhenjun's attack range is so wide that there is no way to avoid it!

In order to avoid Zhenjun's attack, they scattered more and more, and were chased and killed by the soldiers of the day tribe.

Somebody yelled to withdraw, and most of the coalition forces ran out of the battlefield, and the camp was lost.

When the true kings saw it, they gritted their teeth and fled.

The more the monks from each family thought about it, the more they got frustrated. Why did they lose so quickly? It must be that the real kings above are incompetent.

As soon as these true monarchs met, they also scolded the monks of the coalition army for their laxity, and denounced the scheming of the day clan.

"We need to perform a battle group."

"A lord who can command."

"Equipment, look, I only have a spirit treasure, how can I compete with them for real treasures."

"Tianjun is still in charge, otherwise there is no bottom line."

The real monarchs of all parties looked at each other, so, who has the ability to gather all these?

(End of this chapter)