Chapter 1714

According to the organization of the bronze Legion subordinate to the temple, each black iron Legion can have a small flying warship in the holy land of one star, and a bronze class army can use a small three-star Holy Land flying warship

So although the flying warships in front of us are all small, there is a big gap in strength, especially the small flying warship in the holy land of three stars, which is really a bit greedy

Its reminder is almost twice as large as that of an ordinary small flying warship. There are many Shenjing cannons and star nuclear cannons around it. Once it is fully erupted, as long as Shenjing and star core are enough, it can always play a three-star holy territory combat power

Moreover, in large-scale battlefield, the group damage of small flying warships which can play the fighting power of three-star holy land is stronger

Once the war breaks out, it will be endless!

"Don't destroy this small flying warship in the holy land of three stars..."

Fang fan licked his lips and greedy expression appeared on his face.

He now has only three small flying warships in his hand, and all of them are one star holy land class, relatively speaking, the card face is not enough!

In the distance, a middle-aged man wearing gold armor suddenly came out of the small three-star holy land class flying warship.

"Grass! Damn it! I was cheated

"It's just a bishop of five grades who has come all the way to attack and kill him with labor and capital!"

"The head of a fifth grade bishop is not worth money

"Go back and give a good warning to the labor and capital. If you make such unreliable news next time, the labor and capital will directly beat him to death! When the time comes, don't blame the labor and capital, and they will be ruined directly! "

Gold armor middle-aged man swearing, never hide his voice.

At this time, the surrounding generals were fawning on the middle-aged man with gold armor in front of him, calling out the commander of the army from time to time.

Fang fan looks in the eye, in the eye a line of fine awn twinkles

It's all clear.

This middle-aged man with gold armor should be the commander of the bronze army of the dark temple

What he said also revealed some news

It should have been that someone had leaked some information to him before, so this guy came running with the whole army. He thought there should be a big fish waiting for him, but when he came here, he found that all this was his wishful thinking

The fifth grade bishop of the temple of the alliance of light, to a certain extent, can only be comparable to the general head of the Black Iron Army

Although it's not bad, but so excited, so the harvest, so the gold armor middle-aged man seems a little unhappy, the greater the expectation, the greater the disappointment!

"It seems that I was right in my prediction..."

"Someone is really behind the scenes..."

"308 bronze Legion It's interesting. In order to get rid of my thorn in the eye, I'm willing to cooperate with the dark camp... "

"And it doesn't sound like this is the first time this kind of collaboration has happened?"

"Did they cooperate the last time they pretended to have lost a lot?"

Fang fan narrowed his eyes secretly, and gradually launched a brainstorming. These consciousness erupted wildly in his mind and gradually formed the appearance that he should have.

"308 bronze legion, the water in it is still turbid..."

"Well But this degree of turbidity is just right for fish in muddy water! "

The corner of Fang fan's mouth rose slightly, and the smile on his face could not help becoming more and more.