However, he still had a fluke in his heart and thought that the other party could not support such a large number of casualties, but who knows that now the other party has reduced such a large number of casualties through this seemingly ordinary queue. Now, it takes twice as many shells as before to kill so many people of the other party.
A shell can only hit one person.
This is a waste.
You know, in the past, a quantum cannon shell could affect several people, but now it can only deal with one person. You can imagine how much loss it is.
But it was too late to regret, and it was impossible to escape. He Feng gave a dead order. If they dared to escape, they would kill themselves, so they had to try their best.
"Have you brought the death squads?" after two or three seconds, Fang Dagong opened his mouth and asked. Fang Zhiqin quickly nodded and said, "I've brought more than 300 people, which must be enough!"
"Very good!" Duke Fang nodded slightly.
The so-called death squads are not death squads in the sense, but a capable force of them. The level of their practitioners is no worse than those on Penglai Fairy Island. Well, they were originally the practitioners on Penglai Fairy Island.
The leader is sun Chenghai and the vice leader is Li Jingyuan, the one who surrendered two days ago. The members are all the cultivators on the first floor of Penglai Fairy Island these days. They are all powerful and can fight against the cultivators opposite.
Now the meaning of their existence is that if they really rush towards each other, they will go to delay each other for a period of time. It's good to delay for a minute or two!
The shouting and killing continued. Countless people on the ground could no longer care about the queue. They rushed forward. Just that half way, 70000 bodies had fallen, and countless injured people. While the fear flashed in their hearts, the rest could not help but speed up their steps and want to speed up and reach the opposite side quickly!
As soon as the speed was fast, it was ok, and the queue was a little chaotic.
Zhuge frowned, but Cui Donghai, who was next to him, said: "now the overall situation has been determined. It's halfway. As long as you rush to the front and start hand to hand combat, the other party will not be your opponent. Now you have nearly 300000 here. Just get through this round!"
"Not bad!" said Zhuge with a twitch in his face.
At this time, it is located on the left and right wings, red and white, which are suddenly separated towards both sides. Originally, they encircled from both sides. Now they have launched the flank halfway and intend to encircle. This is also the suggestion of Cui Donghai. He told Zhuge that the possibility of frontal breakthrough is not great, and it is still somewhat feasible to attract fire from the flank.
With the diversion of red and white torrents.
The most central and black attacking side has faintly become weak, but it still has a scale of 134000 people. Although ordinary people account for the majority, it is still not a force that can be underestimated.
At this time, they are still moving forward, just at this time.
With the fall of another round of volley, suddenly, the shock wave composed of Black Red Bull suddenly stagnated. It turned out that with the diversion of the left and right wings, the vitality faced by the flood composed of 350000 people was suddenly faced by only more than 100000 people.
The number of people was small, but they were still facing so much firepower. In an instant, they suffered multiple casualties.
In the blink of an eye, more than 10000 people fell down, just like the last straw that crushed the camel. Generally, the middle black torrent, which was hesitant, collapsed faintly in an instant in the face of sudden and huge casualties. Looking from a distance, it can be seen that the black torrent, which is impacting, is obviously stagnant, Like a common Caton in the game.
"It seems that the other party is going to collapse!" Fang Zhiqin said with a raised eyebrow.
Nearby, Duke Fang shouted in ecstasy: "order, order 10000 quantum cannons that have been hidden and on standby to fire!"
"It's not Dad. You still have a backhand?" Fang Zhiqin asked with an incredible face, but saw Archduke Fang's face and said, "the situation is in crisis. We can't ignore the consequences. It's purely my father's preparation for our escape in the future, but now it seems that I don't need it!"
After that, he looked at the distance happily. As expected, with the falling of 10000 artillery shells, he had just been attacked and was about to collapse, but the backbone flood that could slow down suddenly collapsed.
"Run, you'll die if you don't run!"
"It's thunder and lightning. I'm afraid we'll all die here at that time..."
Zhuge increased too much in the team, and the disadvantages of ordinary people appeared. Although they were forced to build a foundation and become cultivators, the quality was still too poor. At least, they were not as good as real cultivators. After a few rounds, they began to collapse and turned around one by one to run back.
Their running can be regarded as confusing the black torrent in the middle.
For a moment, because some people moved forward and some people retreated, the team collapsed. After all, it was a large-scale flood composed of more than 100000 people. It was the head with no head in front and no tail in the back. The queue was still quite scattered. It was neither advance nor retreat. Countless people who bumped into each other trampled on a piece, which was very fast, Suddenly, it was as slow as a maggot, almost stationary.
The stars of Zhuge sword in the distance are blue and can bleed.
Cui Donghai next to him also frowned. What he was most worried about came. The other party's people couldn't bear the huge casualties and were about to collapse. However, it's understandable that there were very few troops that could bear 30% of the casualties in ancient and modern times, and most of the casualties had collapsed at this point.
But he still underestimated that Zhuge was very spicy.
But with a wave of Zhuge's big hand, the voice like rolling thunder rolled forward from the sky to the stationary queue: "the forbidden guard listens to the order!"
"Promise!" the loud voice rolling forward like rolling thunder received a response. The voice was like a thunderbolt in the clear sky, which cooled the hearts of all those who dared to retreat, but Zhuge repeated word by word: "take your place. Those who retreat quickly return to their original position and continue to move forward. If there is a pause or fear of the enemy, the forbidden guard will kill them directly!"
As soon as the voice fell, more than a thousand guards who had been pressing in the last square rushed into the mixed torrent with flying swords. In the blink of an eye, their swords fell, and more than a thousand people retreated again. They were carrying a long string of heads, each with at least four or five heads.