At first, the 203rd bronze legion of the dark temple was only killed by the head of the army, but still maintained a certain combat power. Now even the bronze level supervision envoy has been eliminated, and the flagship has been completely taken down. Naturally, they have no fighting spirit and begin to retreat, terrified as a lost dog.
The war was defeated like a mountain. At this moment, flying warships and flying warships drove at full power and flew directly to the distance.
Although the major legions under Fang fan tried their best to intercept, their troops were limited, and it is estimated that only a part of them could be intercepted in the end.
The battle is coming to an end!
"Monitor envoy Fang fan! Morsan led the third black iron army to help!"
Just as Fang fan was standing on the three-star holy land class small flying battleship, a team of people suddenly rushed from a distance. There were about 100000 people, which was a configuration full of black iron class legions.
"308 bronze legion, the third black iron Legion?"
"There are reinforcements?"
Fang fan narrowed his eyes and looked at the appearance of all the armed forces of the third black iron Corps. It was obvious that they had been ready for battle long ago, and their station was a distance from Fang fan. In addition, it took time to assemble the army
So they should be ready to fight from the beginning.
According to Fang fan's original estimate, it is impossible for the 308 bronze Legion to send a reinforcements.
"Head of Mossan Black Iron Army?"
"Your assistance is welcome!"
"Quickly send your soldiers to intercept more flying warships and flying warships!"
Fang fan directly ordered.
"Yes, sir!"
Mo sang nodded quickly and then ordered the whole army to attack.
"I... I thought there was a stalemate here. I'm afraid... I'm afraid there's no time to rush to help, sir..."
"Who could have thought... It was this scene..."
"Inspector, is there really a bronze Legion full of the enemy?"
Mossan, the commander of the third black iron regiment of the 308 bronze regiment, took a breath and showed an incredible look on his face.
"You can open your eyes and see how many soldiers of the dark camp are fleeing at the moment..."
"Also, you should know this flagship?"
Fang fan smiled and said frankly.
Mo Sang was stunned, then looked around, and then completely marveled.
"This is the flagship of the 203rd bronze legion of the ghost Legion subordinate to the dark temple. Our 308 bronze Legion is their old opponent. I didn't expect to be monitored this time and make adults eat a pot!"
"The supervisor is really a God and man..."
"It seems that my rush to help this time... Is meaningless... Let the supervisor make adults laugh."
Mo sang said with a sigh on his face. At the moment, he was quite discouraged. He had planned to come to the full rescue and was ready to fight to the end. However, when he came, he knew that the battle had come to an end. Otherwise, his black iron army would have cleaned the battlefield.
It's like clenching your fist and smashing it on cotton. This soft feeling is too real.
"Who told you that your rush to help is meaningless!"
"The existence of your third black iron Legion can at least give me 100000 more prisoners and the capture of more than a dozen flying warships and warships!"
"I'll ask you for help when I get back!"
Fang fan smiled and looked at Mo sang. At the same time, a trace of doubt could not help appearing on his face
"But I have a question. Please answer it truthfully!"
Fang Fan said solemnly.
"Although the inspector said, mosan must know everything!"
Mo sang suddenly raised his chest and looked serious.