Chapter 3679

The battlefield is so thrilling

He really wants to... He really wants to go back!

"The seventh round..."

"The eighth round..."

"Ninth..."

"Tenth..."

"Full... Full ten shells..."

"Dead... Dead, all dead, dead clean!"

The third-class God of the absolute top of the protoss opened brewer's mouth and closed it again.

When the war was transferred, tens of thousands of protoss warriors were killed. They had not arrived at the scheduled place and had not fought with the enemy with real swords and guns. Now it's like this.

Tens of thousands of protoss elite lost 90%

Now there are only more than 1000 disabled soldiers left

A sense of despair swept through

"Lord brewer, are we... Are we going to continue the charge?"

Beside him, the protoss soldiers looked at the figure of the giant gun and couldn't help feeling a little scared. As they spoke, their lips murmured, and their mentality was flying to the extreme.

As for the others that have nothing, naturally I can't say.

Numbness invades the whole body.

It's special. It's nothing.

"Keep charging?"

"Ha... Ha..."

"The order we received was to destroy the cannon and kill these people in front of us..."

"Even if there is only one soldier left, we must carry out the order!"

"This is the meaning of our existence!"

"No! Absolutely not!"

"Fight! Keep fighting! Fight to the end! Fight to the end!"

"There's not much terrible..."

"Although the power of the giant gun is strong, it basically doesn't have much lethality to the warriors above the middle-level holy Zun realm..."

"Of the more than 1000 people we have survived, almost one or two hundred are saints."

"Seize the opportunity..."

"Even with our one or two hundred saints, we will succeed!"

"After all, there are few people opposite..."

"There are only 100 people on the opposite side at most..."

"Rush!"

"Continue to rush..."

"After paying such a heavy price, just return it? No! It's absolutely not!"

"We protoss have suffered too much damage in this war..."

"But even if there is more damage, we must insist... Insist! Fight!"

"Kill! Kill! Kill!"

The roar came, and brewer, the third-class God of the absolute top of the protoss, took the lead, with endless flames running around him. He thought to himself in his heart, and there were more fine lights in his eyes.

Think to the extreme, urgent heart, excited hand

"Follow general brewer! Kill! Kill! Kill!"

"Rush..."

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The shouts gradually increased, and more than 1000 remaining soldiers of the protoss moved forward bravely and made every effort to attack in an all-round way

The sound of killing gathers, giving people a sense of mental crushing.

Feel it a little, and the facial expression changes to the extreme!

There is no room for negotiation in this war!

This is a battle of death!

The casualties reached the extreme, but I didn't know I was afraid.

Fang fan stood in front of the killing cannon, looked at the indomitable Protoss soldiers and nodded silently.

Whenever and wherever, warriors are worthy of respect.

"But since you want to kill my people and destroy my guns, I can only kill you in advance..."

"This is the way you chose..."

"Everybody get ready!"

"Bloody battle!"

Fang fan gave an order and his tone was indisputable.

"Huh?"

"Bloody battle?"

"Fang fan, you... Did you really drift?"

"The other side... The other side was bombed for several rounds, but... There were at least 1000 people..."

"Those who survived the aftermath of the bombing are all the elite of the protoss, and there are many powerful people in the holy territory..."

"This... In this case, you make this kind of moth for me..."

"Good guy... You really drifted..."

"Boy Fang fan, can you stop such waves..."

"Don't you know how dangerous it is?"

"The leader in the protoss army is the supreme saint, isn't he? It's the same level as our master..."

"Among us, the strongest one is your favorite keel whale..."

"That's only the middle-level holy state..."

"Run... Run..."

"Fang fan, really, don't wave..."

"Something really will happen..."

"Good guy, I told you so much. Did you hear me clearly? Why didn't you respond at all..."

"My brain melon seeds are about to crack..."

"Fang fan boy..."

Bai Piao couldn't help jumping up and down and began to dissuade him.

What time is it? Are there more waves?

I can't hold it!

"Peace of mind..."

"It's okay..."

"Why are you so nervous..."

Fang fan glanced at Bai Piao, and the guy couldn't sit still at all

Fang fan glanced at it roughly. In fact, the more difficult one in the crowd is the more than 100 Protoss saints

As for those ordinary Holy Land Protoss practitioners, Fang fan really didn't pay attention to them.

To some extent, it's good to suppress it directly, and there's nothing to be nervous about. Nine of Fang fan's top ten legions are eight star peak holy territory legions. Naturally, he's not afraid of this.

The key is how to fight more than 100 Protoss saints

"Most of them are officers at the rank of squadron leader. At last, there are about 100 low-level saints..."

"The middle level saint has a twenty or thirty..."

"Seven or eight high-level saints..."

"Jue Ding Sheng Zun... Um... One..."

"Oh..."

"It's really difficult to rely on the top ten legions..."

"But if you choose another way, it's different."

Fang fan's eyes turned and thought to himself that there were more fine mans in his eyes.

The interest in this can not help but follow up.

When they ran to the right distance, Fang fan's mind moved

"Golden armor puppet..."

"War!"

Fang fan secretly drank, and then ran from the horizon to a man in black.

For a long time, Jinjia puppets have appeared in this image.

Generally speaking, Fang fan seldom summons golden armor puppets.

Although it is said that this is a puppet in the quasi semi divine realm, with strong combat power, it consumes a lot. If you come out for one minute, you will consume 10000 top-grade star cores. Who can stand it?

When the golden armor puppet appeared in a black robe, the eyes of the people brightened.

"Here we go again..."

"This... Isn't this the mysterious strongman who appeared in front of Guangming University before?"

"This..."

"Who is this mysterious strong man? Who called him out? How can he appear every time when it's critical..."

"It seems to be helping us on purpose..."

"Is this our patron saint?"

Ghost ghost frowned and thought to himself. He felt more and more strange. He couldn't help but have a lot of doubts in his heart

Zuo qiuyao licked his lips and looked at Fang fan from time to time, but he was not sure