Chapter 687

With Murong Kui's order, the battle started completely.

Zhong Mengchen has tried his best to arm the soldiers at the outpost under the condition of extremely lack of resources. With a sound of reprimand, countless arrows are sprinkled head-on from the outpost like raindrops towards the rushing sea breeze provincial soldiers.

The cruelty of war is beginning to take shape.

Just as soon as they touched, the sea breeze provincial warrior fell directly on the road of charging, his legs twitched twice, and then there was no sound.

Tu Shen crossbow is a crossbow specially used to deal with warriors.

Almost every fake crossbow and arrow is of unimaginable value to ordinary people. At this moment, it is not arrows, but coins!

The most important thing is that these arrows are used to harvest lives. It makes people feel helpless.

Even Liu Zhengyang, who is used to life and death, frowned when he saw this scene.

"It's cruel, isn't it?"

Zhong Mengchen came to him and stood side by side.

"I'd rather rush out and kill these people than this."

Liu Zhengyang said with a sigh.

Zhong Mengchen shook his head: "even if you have high ability, how many people can you kill? Everyone in Haifeng province has a way to die. When they choose to fight for the demon family, they are our enemies, which will not change."

Liu Zhengyang smiled and looked back at him.

"Don't comfort me. I'm not as fragile as you think. I just feel it."

Liu Zhengyang's eyes turned to the motionless demon clan, and his eyes were full of cold.

The demon clan led by the fire bird king has a tendency to watch the excitement, which is also the most difficult point for Liu Zhengyang to accept.

Human cannibalism and watching fire from the shore of the demon family had a greater psychological impact on him.

And this is just the beginning.

The demon clan has just invaded, and there will undoubtedly be more and more such scenes in the future.

Wu Zhengnan is an ordinary warrior in Tiannan province.

Although Liu Zhengyang's reputation and the burning anger in his heart, when the battle really started, his psychology gave birth to a kind of timidity.

"What? Afraid?"

Wu Changwu, who was in charge of managing Wu Zhengnan, looked at him with a smile.

Wu Zhengnan is also familiar with this person. Yan Sihai was once the curator of a martial arts school in the provincial capital. Later, he followed Zhong Mengchen and became a member of the demon catching department.

"Yan Wuchang, I didn't."

"If you're afraid, you're afraid! You don't dare admit it!"

Yan Sihai laughed loudly: "don't say it's you, even Lao Tzu is afraid!"

After listening to his words, the people couldn't help but subconsciously cast their eyes. There was curiosity and doubt in these eyes. It was obvious that they didn't understand why Yan Sihai would say such words at this time.

Obviously, this will also have a great impact on their morale.

"But afraid of having an egg!"

Yan Sihai's words were vulgar, but under this scene, people listened with an inexplicable sense of intimacy.

"Lao Tzu's home is in the provincial capital and his relatives are in Tiannan province. I'm afraid now. Will those turtle grandsons in Haifeng province be merciful when they rush in?"

Yan Sihai glanced at the crowd attracted by his words.

"No!"

Yan Sihai's face flashed a fierce color: "they won't have any bottom line because they are martial arts. They have taken refuge in the demon family. What bottom line can they have?"

"These people will only burn, kill and loot, and will only let our parents and brothers die under the butcher's knife!"

Yan Sihai's voice, like a heavy hammer, hit these people's hearts.