In the dark tunnel, the only light comes from the torch. There is no way to distinguish day and night, nor to sense the passage of time.

The only thing the soldiers could feel was the constant emergence of the demon clan, and the fight that would never stop.

With the advance of the army, the army has stepped into the middle of the demon clan tunnel, and with the emergence of dense fork crossings, wave after wave of demon clan swarmed in from all sides. After countless battles, the soldiers' nerves have stretched to the limit, and the demon clan has become more and more difficult from chaos to orderly attack.

The more so, the more clear people are that they have gradually approached the demon family's lair. In order to prevent them from entering the lair, the demon family will continue to send troops to fight back in a large range.

Linghe took five thousand soldiers and fought and retreated. After a long time of entanglement with the demons, he finally killed all the demons in front of them and got a chance to breathe.

"These demon clans are like ants that can't be killed." Linghe is a little embarrassed to sit by the wall. He takes out a water bag and pours it into the water. He feels cool in his throat and more or less dispels his tiredness. However, Linghe dare not relax. Although he is sitting, he is always on guard around him.

The soldiers of the wolf smoke army on one side smiled bitterly at Ling He's free and easy. Compared with Ling He, they were a little embarrassed, but they were already tired and could hardly stand up.

Most of them are recruits. They can't compare with the veterans in physical strength and experience. Ling he not only has experienced many battles, but also has practiced for half a year under the influence of the monsoon smoke. His endurance has already far exceeded others.

"Have the wounded been dealt with?" Ling he looks around.

"It's all settled. They all moved to the rear. It's safe." One soldier replied.

Ling Heliang nodded slightly. He took 7000 people with him at the beginning, but now there are only 5000 left. This was saved by the advantage of the terrain. Now it seems that the damage is not big, but Ling he knows very well that the closer he is to the demon's nest, the more fierce the battle will be. Then

No one can say how many of these five thousand people are left.

Linghe's heart is dripping with blood. There are more than 10000 soldiers on the hand of monsoon smoke. It's unknown how many people can go back alive after this bloody battle.

In fact, the forces of the wolf smoke army should not appear in such a large-scale battle at all. This kind of battle can only be resisted by the old army with more than 80000 troops.

But

Linghe bites his teeth, and the monsoon smoke will be sent here. I'm afraid someone is behind him.

"Let's have a rest. There are still some hard battles to fight." Ling he takes a deep breath.

At this point, he can only pray that the battle will go smoothly, and that the wolfsmoke Legion can save as many soldiers as possible.

When Ling he said this, there was a sudden noise of confusion in the corridor beside him. Suddenly Ling he stood up directly from the ground. He didn't wait for him to check the source of the sound.

A strong explosion suddenly burst from the corridor near them, and the strong shock wave came directly towards them!

The unprepared soldiers were caught by the blast and the debris, and the mud on their heads was crumbling under the strong explosion.