Game Tycoon Reborn

In an instant, vats of fuel were poured from the top of the city.

The soldiers have been waiting for this order for a long time!They want to restore yesterday's glory and burn down those nasty bugs.

boom!High-temperature flames soared into the sky, and the entire moat suddenly turned red.

This fire burns fiercer and more intensely than yesterday's flame.

Those black evil maggots rolled and jumped in the flames, screaming and screaming, and were burned to the ground.

There were loud cheers from the top of the city.

The human soldiers finally waited until this moment, and they all shouted excitedly.

However, everyone in the Grassroots Gang was not surprised, and even the officers had no joy on their faces.

Because they know very well that after the fuel is burned out, the fire will be extinguished, and there are still a large number of dark creatures outside the city. Sandstorm City will become an undefended city. Without the protection of flames, the human race in the city You can only fight head-on with the dark race with real knives and guns, and the result is predictable and chilling.

The flames were still burning, not only illuminating the city, but also illuminating the hearts of the people, giving the soldiers and civilians in the city an inexplicable sense of security.

But at this moment, the huge, armored car-like evil phalanx outside the city finally made a move.

The worrying thing finally happened.

When those evil pincers started to move, all those black evil maggots stopped rolling, no longer madly rushing towards the flames, but quietly stopped in place.

In the blink of an eye, hundreds of evil pincers had already approached the moat where the flames were soaring into the sky, and the flames shone brightly on their silver carapaces.

The hearts of the people on the top of the city sank, and they faintly felt that something had changed.

Sure enough, the formation of those evil pincers changed, from the original overall square formation, they began to use the method of stacking arhats, one by one, they climbed onto the backs of their companions.

Soon, a gleaming shield wall appeared on the edge of the moat. Those silver back armors were all made of evil pincers. This shield wall was built higher and higher.

"What are they doing?" Yu Sheng swallowed twice quickly, and asked involuntarily.

"It should be setting up a ladder or something! These dark races are very different, and they are being directed by someone." Mi Xiaochong said cautiously, frowning.

Everyone could only watch helplessly as the bright and dazzling shield wall was built higher and higher, but they were helpless.

Because the defense of those evil pincers is obviously much higher than that of black evil maggots, especially their carapaces, the material is too hard, even electromagnetic guns can't penetrate them, let alone ordinary bullets.

Nobody knows what they are for!

But everyone in town knew it was going to be bad!When the height of that shield wall reaches a certain level, especially when it is level with the city wall, that is the moment of disaster.

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"It must be knocked off!" Long Zhanye stood up slowly. This time, he had already made up his mind and would not be stopped by anyone again.

Not only him, but everyone on the top of the city knew very well that the ever-growing shield wall was too dangerous, and no one knew what it was and what consequences it would cause.

Gao Dajin nodded, but couldn't help but glance at Master Wuhao on the top of the wall.

What he meant was obvious, destroying the shield wall was very important, and it should be done by the most powerful warrior in the city.

Long Zhanye is indeed very strong, but he is not the strongest one, and he has fought fiercely before, which consumes a lot of physical strength, which cannot be recovered by healing at all.

At this moment, Long Zhanye only has [-]% of his normal strength at most, so he is not the best person to carry out this task.

On the contrary, Lord Wuhao, his behavior was very strange. From the beginning of the war to the present, he has been standing at the top of the city, motionless, and has no intention of making a move at all.

Could it be that the resentment in Master Wuhao's heart has not disappeared?

It is already a matter of life and death. Is personal grievances and grievances really that important?

Gao Dajin felt aggrieved in his heart, but he didn't dare to say anything more because he was wronged.

"Boss Long, I can still fight! I'll smash that thing with you!" Tu Shanming also stood up unsteadily with a knife stick.

Just now he rushed down to the city to kill indiscriminately, even chopped a few evil pincers, but was hit by a giant pincers in the middle. If it weren't for the good equipment on his body, he almost couldn't come back.

Both of them were injured and tired, but they still insisted on playing. This kind of heroic spirit of getting more and more courageous as they fought is really admirable.

In contrast, Lord Wuhao's sense of presence in this battle is too weak.

Everyone actually has an opinion, but they dare not say it. In other words, there may be a glimmer of hope in everyone's heart, hoping that Lord Wuhao will suddenly use a conspiracy to relieve the suffering of the besieged city.

Just when Tu Shanming and Long Zhanye were about to fight out of the city again to destroy the shield wall made up of hundreds of evil pincers, a sudden change occurred.

That shield wall suddenly collapsed!

To be precise, the entire shield wall slammed into the moat.

boom!With this smash, most of the flames in the moat were immediately suppressed, revealing a large gap, and the faces of all the human races on the city wall changed greatly.

If the protection of the flame is lost, Sandstorm City will be in danger!

Sure enough, as soon as the shield wall smashed into the moat, the evil pincers collapsed in an uproar, recovered as individuals, and rolled back and forth one after another, suppressing the flames with their huge bodies.

The defenses of these evil pincers are so strong that even high-temperature flames cannot burn through their hard carapace.

Looking at the gradually extinguishing flames in the moat, the hearts of the people on the city wall suddenly sank to the bottom of the valley.

They knew very well that once the flames were extinguished, it was time for those black evil maggot swarms to attack again.

Above the city wall, everyone in the Grassroots Gang was ashamed and helpless.

As the commander, Gao Dajin gritted his teeth anxiously, wishing he could jump down and kill those damned pincers.

It's a pity that it's too late, even if we attack now, it won't help.

"Get ready to retreat! We have done our best!" Gao Dajin said with a dejected expression.

As soon as this remark came out, the faces of the human officers around him changed slightly, and the soldiers were also silent, and the morale of the army began to float.

Because they are all insiders, and they all know that the so-called retreat means escaping from the city through the water supply pipes.

Just such a water supply pipeline, how many people can escape?By whom?

This order means that most of the soldiers and civilians at this gathering point will die for this city.

For the members of the Grassroots Gang, they are members of the plane team, they are from the Continent of the Gods, and they are not residents of this world, so the life and death of these human races had nothing to do with them.

In the final analysis, at best, this mission failed. As long as you can save your life, at worst, you can start all over again.

However, there are hundreds of thousands of human races in this city, and these are living beings with wisdom and feelings. It makes no one feel good to see them being devoured and killed by the race of darkness.

Could it be that retreat is really the only option?