Chapter 379

Time flies.

An hour.

Two hours.

Three hours.

Guns of all calibre were roaring.

The high-speed machine gun made a "gag" sound of tearing cloth.

The high pitched and clear gunfire of assault rifles became one.

Three war airships hovered in the sky, and the chains of fire were whipped down from the sky, causing a large amount of blood mist to rise on the ground.

War airships have received flag commands from the ground, and they drop bombs much less frequently.

They hovered in the air, only to see wolves and Highlanders gathering below, they would slowly drop a huge bomb and completely flatten the area of half a mile.

The army of Highlanders

The wolves of Highlanders

It broke up.

The brave highlanders, faced with the fire beyond the limit of their imagination, lost their souls and fluttered on the battlefield like walking corpses.

Trench lines, they can't get close.

They wanted to retreat, but heavy artillery blocked their retreat. The huge bombs dropped by the high-altitude war airship made them have no way to escape.

In a battlefield about ten miles around, corpses are everywhere, and blood is frozen into ice. Many fierce and cruel highland men who often dance with swords and swords in weekdays have abandoned their armour and all their weapons and materials, and they are running around like headless flies.

Wolves These ferocious and vicious wolves finally recovered a trace of wisdom from the boundless wild.

With their tails between them, they make a shrill wail and flee in the battlefield. Then they are blown to pieces by falling shells and bombs, and are killed on the spot by precision shooting imperial soldiers.

Armed with assault rifles, new hand grenades, and even 120 milli caliber mortars, groups of imperial soldiers came out of the trenches to step into the bloody battlefield step by step.

On the battlefield, from time to time, daring highlanders came out of the corpses and attacked the imperial soldiers with swords and swords.

But often just a few gunshots, or even the sound of a grenade explosion, the Highlanders will be helpless to fall to the ground.

Joe followed gorkin into the battlefield with a guard company.

Joe's two sleeves were smashed, and his hands and arms were covered with Titan's fist, and a faint light was constantly emitted.

Soldiers were shooting around, and Highlanders and wolves were being killed.

Life is so humble at this moment, every breath, there are thousands of lives trampled into the mud.

Others can not be seen, but in Qiao's Crimson eyes, the battlefield is covered by a thick layer of scarlet evil spirit. This layer of evil spirit is as high as hundreds of feet, covering more than ten miles of battlefield, like a bloody sea boiling and rolling.

Joe took a deep breath, and then the scarlet spirit swept towards him.

Joe's body, every pore is crazy open, like a small black hole, hysterically devouring the evil spirit of the outside world.

The instinct of "scarlet" is howling and shivering.

Scarlet evil spirit into the body, immediately into a wild heat flow washed the whole body.

Joe's skin is slightly red, and his spirit sea, strength sea and energy sea are constantly expanding and contracting, beating like a heart.

With each jump, the texture of the three seas is stronger than that of the "perfect" state, and the volume of the three seas is expanded by one point on the basis of the "perfect" state.

The spiritual power in the spirit sea, the blood energy in the power sea, the knight's power in the energy sea, and the three strange forces are continuously purified and refined by the heat flow of scarlet evil spirit, with higher and higher density and higher purity.

Gradually, the spirit of Joe's spiritual sea, gradually from the crimson fog, slowly to water mist. Little drops of water slowly gathered in the sea of spirit, and Joe's spirit began to liquefy.

The same is true of the blood energy in the sea of power.

The knight's power in the sea of energy is even more so.

Joe followed gorkin, who held a new assault rifle, grinning, raising the gun and pulling the trigger from time to time.

His shooting was very accurate. Every time a gun rang, there was always a Highlander or a wolf howling down a thousand feet away.

Taking advantage of the opportunity of gunfire around him, Joe remembered his commitment to ram, the balance of order.

Joe broke the tip of his tongue and silently recited a prayer to ram in his heart. The blood from the tip of his tongue was quickly stained with a strange power, ancient, decadent, decadent and unpredictable

The red blood was wriggling in Joe's mouth like a living creature, and finally turned into hundreds of bloody miracles full of strange powers.

Joe coughed heavily and spat blood on the ground.Gorkin looked back at Joe, whose saliva was spitting on the ground. The battlefield is full of blood, frozen into ice, frozen, still steaming and rapidly cooling

Joe's mouthful of blood spat out on the ground, which was not impressive at all.

Gorkin didn't notice Joe's movements either. He just nodded and told him, "Joe, this is the battlefield. Be careful Well, don't be too nervous. We are sure to win this battle. "

Joe grinned.

The water of blood he vomited expanded rapidly on the ground.

Hundreds of strange and twisted divine patterns devour the blood and water around like the tillering leech, quickly turning into two, two, four and eight

A hundred or so divine patterns turn into tens of millions in a few breaths.

These holy patterns spread rapidly along the blood on the ground, covering the whole battlefield in an instant.

A place unknown to ordinary people.

Above the void of the battlefield.

Dimensions invisible to the naked eye.

A small as virtual shadow, the whole body is broken and worn-out balance, quietly appeared in the thick clouds in the high altitude of the battlefield.

Canggu, decadent, decadent, forgotten, unknowable, unpredictable

An indescribable breath enveloped the whole battlefield.

Joe clearly sensed the coming of ram's power.

In addition to him, near the battlefield, the strength of the sixth level of the Hydra secret guard, and the strength of Salian than the ordinary Hydra secret guard, and several senior imperial generals with the rank of general on their epaulets, they felt slightly cold at the same time.

It is from the soul of the shock, let their physical instinct have some kind of stress reaction.

This feeling, like a lonely orphan, timidly walking in the wilderness of the night, a huge, creeping, ferocious, evil and cunning monster, quietly came out of the ground behind him, put the huge head to his head, and gently dropped a thin saliva

It's a nightmare horror that comes from biological instinct.

This is the human race, which originated from the terror of its birth.

It is the instinctive terror from the soul to every cell that fate can't control itself, life can't be controlled by itself, everything is controlled by external forces, and the body can't help but resist.

"Those damned highlanders, what do they want to do?" Sarian gritted his teeth and subconsciously grasped the handle of his sword: "do they want to pray for the power of wolf king wall? Ha, we should bring some high-level magic sticks to come here... "

A group of imperial generals did not say anything. They just looked around warily.

If highlanders really use wolf king's power They should get some high-level staff from the Cathedral of the capital, as salean said.

"Your Highness, we beat them too hard this time This is the most glorious victory of our empire over the Highlanders in more than 100 years Their losses are too heavy They are afraid that they are going to use the heretical force of taboo at all costs. "

Murmured one of the imperial generals present.

At the end of the pack, in the army controlled by the high priest of the wolf temple, more than a dozen high priests were stunned to hear the news from the scouting wolf.

The 18 tribes, hundreds of thousands of elite highland soldiers, and several times the number of evil wolves, were almost destroyed by the Imperial Army in just a few hours?

"It's impossible!" The skinny old man with gold jewelry several times his weight screamed: "it's impossible Empire pigs must have cheated. They must have cheated We, we must revenge, we must revenge! "

There was a fierce light in the eyes of the high priests.

They want to teach a lesson to the young tribal nobles.

They are trying to weaken a little bit of the military power controlled by the queen of the plateau empire.

But they don't want to lose a lot here, or even be wiped out.

In any case, the highland soldiers who are fighting in front of them are their people, their people, and the source of their wealth and strength. Thirty or fifty thousand casualties, they can accept Hundreds of thousands of people were killed and injured, and no tribe could afford the loss.

This is the elite of the tribe.

"Great wolf king, we have to do something." A group of high priests had strange eyes and murmured in a quiet voice.

Then the breath of ram fell from the sky.

These high priests, who were about to do something, suddenly became stiff. They were like frogs staring at them by a poisonous snake. They sat on the back of the wolf, unable to move or even speak.

Before their eyes, there was a chaotic and turbid void.

They were surrounded by an endless stream of old, decadent and decaying, with a strong smell of death and oblivion.

In front of them, there appeared a huge shadow which was indescribable, indescribable, unpredictable and indescribable.A faint howl of a wolf sounded in the minds of the high priests, and then the howling of the wolf disappeared without any trace.

A terrible "concept" flashed through the minds of the high priests.

Then the concept disappeared Their memory of the concept, of the existence it represents, of the chaotic void before them, and of the shadow standing in the middle of the void, is all dissipated.

It's like it never existed.

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