A crowd rushed out, listening to the surrounding situation, and quickly ran to the left.
But it was found that this road turned out to be a dead end.
"It's a mud wall made by mercenaries." The night watchman in front of us grabbed the wall and said, "break it and rush out. We may face a lot of white ghosts."
As they spoke, they looked at the sea and sky.
"Mercenaries have a great advantage in this terrain. Only by rushing out of the cave and scuffling with each other in the mountains and among the white ghosts can you liberate your strength." Haitianqing said to the two night watchmen that the team was not deliberately formed, but was finally formed by the white ghost group and the mercenary group.
A night watchman said, "as long as we can kill all the mercenaries, it's worthwhile for us to die in the mouth of the white ghost."
The other night watchman nodded.
The watchman in front of the wall: "then listen to the four tails. Now you are the commander. Call me 192, legal system, main wind, deputy control."
Night watchman: "178, melee, Xunmin, deputy shield."
Hai Tianqing nodded: "178 you are in the front, followed by Li Weiyi and Xia Yan, in a fan shape. 192. The snow in Hanjiang is in the middle, and I'm out of business. "
Han jiangxue empties the empty space, drops four corpses, grabs four star beads and nods gently.
"Why do they call you Si Wei?" Xia Yan follows the side of the sea sky green body, the soft voice inquires a way.
Haitianqing left a seal on all of them. After a long silence, he said, "because I belong to the weakest team."
In front, 178's fist was filled with strong green awn. At the moment before breaking the mud wall, he said in a deep voice: "the night guard with a number is the light chasing regiment, and there is no weak one."
Everyone in the group was awe inspiring. Sure enough, haitianqing was the man of the night watchman!
As early as in prison, when Hai Tianqing called out "Captain" to the tall man, there was some doubt in the hearts of the team.
While speaking, 178 "Dong Dong" several punches, shattered the front of the mud wall, a channel opened, into the goal, but a white ghost's body.
It seems that the white ghost followed the mercenaries and killed them. After they were cut off, they had no one to kill. There was internal strife in their team.
Looking at the bloody picture, how long does it take to fight to have such a bloody picture?
Without saying a word, they quickly grabbed the star beads and walked on for a few minutes. Finally, they saw some shaking figures near the exit.
178 took the lead and went straight up.
He is different from the team with the name of Er Wei. They are the night watchmen who stay in the snow all the year round. They are not only very familiar with the terrain here, but also very familiar with the white ghost and the white ghost witch.
For this group of low-level white ghosts, they are easy to kill.
A group of people finally rushed out and saw the light again.
Well, this description is not accurate, because the sky here is dim. Although the stars shine, the visibility is not high. Only the flashing aurora on the horizon can increase the brightness.
When Han jiangxue in the middle of the team went out, he was surprised to find that, unconsciously, everyone had come to the hillside.
And below, it's a spectacular sight.
Those dense, countless white ghosts are like locusts, filling the whole valley below, and the close fight is always on.
This is the most common scene in "Shengxu".
Even if the two legions didn't rush in today, the white devils were killed all the time.
However, the number of them has never decreased. Instead, they are killing more and more, because a large number of white ghosts are emerging all the time in the holy ruins, and there are also white ghost witches from time to time.
If there is a white ghost wizard when a wave of white ghost Legion comes, the chance of fighting will be greatly reduced. The white ghosts will surround the white ghost, rush out of the holy ruins orderly and integrate into the huge family.
In this number base, a large number of white ghosts scattered, and some white ghosts and witches also took groups of little brothers out of the valley and went to every corner of the snow plain.
Relying on the same kind of corpse as food, occupying the mountain as the king, brave and fierce character to play incisively and vividly.
Today, the scene here is more chaotic. Instead of leaving, a large number of white ghosts pouring into the snow from the holy ruins blow the battle horn to the invaders.
In other words, their sense of territory is not strong, they are not presented as defenders, but in a crazy fight against heretics.
Every white ghost is a hunter and a prey. When other races appear, their priority is to hunt other races.
The mud walls are built abruptly in the valley, making a hard road.
In the crowded wave of the white ghost, a tough soil maze stands in it, and it is still built from time to time, constantly approaching the most central part of the valley.
There is what is called the "holy ruins". In the center and bottom of the valley surrounded by mountains on all sides, there is a big mountain bag. The mountain bag is full of caves on all sides, and the white ghosts are pouring out from the mountain bag like locusts. On weekdays, there is enough traffic jam here. Today, the white ghosts on the periphery are not willing to leave, and they are not willing to leave the "holy ruins" to find a foothold. They all want to tear up these human beings. Therefore, the white ghosts pouring out of the caves in all directions have a bit of stagnation. Let alone fighting, these white ghosts can trample everyone to death just by crossing the border. However, this group of mercenaries obviously came prepared. Their mud walls were tough and flexible. They could drive wherever they wanted, blocking the white ghost group. The mercenaries built a clay tunnel and headed for the holy ruins in the center“ These are the things that attract fire on the surface and involve us. " "They have the ability to open a tunnel under the ground. Maybe they have already rushed into the holy ruins and are starting to cut off the passage of time and space," he said solemnly“ I can only pray that the white ghosts will hold on a little longer. " He said indignantly. Faced with the situation of ants killing elephants, they couldn't rush into the holy ruins. Let alone rush in, they can't protect themselves. The ubiquitous white ghost group found a small group of people on the hillside, and at this time, they rushed up with a roar. "The night watchman suddenly said," I can blow all of you into the holy ruins and onto the hilltop. You may block the mercenary regiment, but you may die there. " A word, said that all people are sinking. All of them are not night watchmen. They are just students who have not yet graduated. Although they are all Chinese citizens, they can't have the belief of sacrificing their lives and forgetting their death like night watchmen“ I have another brother to look after. " Han jiangxue said. In a simple word, whether it is fear of death, or tell the truth, people have no time to analyze, they just know that Han jiangxue does not agree. In fact, it is true that the identity of night watchmen is here. They can treat death as if they were home, but they can't stand on a certain height and ask others to do that. Strictly speaking, the night watchman not only can't ask these students to do this, but also should protect them behind. In this regard, the night watchman has the same nature as the Chinese soldiers and police. While talking, people suddenly see a figure shuttling in the sea of white ghosts, running frantically over their heads. The slender and huge figure, like a cheetah, is light and flexible. It stretches its limbs, uses both hands and feet, grasps and steps on the head and shoulder of the white ghost, and leaps over the head of the dense white ghost group. A white ghost tried to reach for the figure and jump up to intercept it. But the absolute difference in strength made all their actions useless. In addition, the huge figure was too fast and sensitive. In a twinkling of an eye, the figure had already rushed from the foot of the western mountain to half the distance of the holy ruins. Xia Yan's pupil slightly shrinks, startled voice way: "small skin!" His face was excited and his body could not help shaking slightly: "two tails!"