Chapter 1818

The miners know what they want, and they are willing to fight with their lives in order to keep the little family they have saved.

Brother roudun divided more than 400000 people into 81 large and small formations. When these formations were close to the enemy, they had already killed 100000.

"Fight!" Both sides showed their tusks at the same time.

The remaining 300000 miners worked even harder, entangled with the enemy and exported at no cost, making a rumble all around, killing and injuring beyond imagination.

"Kill..." Brother roudun killed him with a sledgehammer.

It's true that the army is arrogant and brave to attack and kill each other. However, there is a feature at present, that is, friars of the second grade can't participate in the war.

Even if these second grade monks restrained their breath and suppressed their accomplishments, as long as Zhou lie and other people did not help disguise themselves, they would not have entered this realm.

On the contrary, there are nearly 100 second class strong miners. Even if they are poor in the eyes of real second class friars, today, in this battlefield, they unite to become a considerable combat power.

Brother roudun's 300% power bonus with a mining hammer is just like a human shaped killing weapon. Wherever you go, people will turn upside down.

Although the miners were dead and injured, they looked very embarrassed. However, the junmen friars were not much better. After falling into the battle, they almost died.

Before they came, they had no idea that these miners were so tenacious, their style of work was so strong, and their willpower was comparable to that of the regular army.

In fact, there is no willpower?

Because we are too poor, we would rather fight for spiritual damage than give up the little money in our pocket, so this is the only way to go.

For the junmen monks, they have come to shame! But for these miners, they have to shoulder for themselves to create a future, the nature is completely different, so the snow shame encounter life on the way back to water, play a natural different force.

It is because of this difference that many military monks are so weak that when they look up at each other, their eyes are full of confusion.

Dead!

Again, so many comrades in arms died!

Why?

From the movement of these miners, they are not regular army, they are very ordinary miners. However, it is a nightmare that the military monks who are high above the world are defeated by these mud legged mining picks?

There are only 100000 miners left at the scene, and there are 20000 military monks left!

Five to one seems to be in the ascendant. In fact, the 100000 miners borrowed the light of booty.

If it had not been armed with the seized goods, at least 40000 more people would have died! However, in any case, the miners who can persist in the battlefield until now are all elite.

Junmen friars are also elite. Both sides hanged together again and did not want to leave alive.

If this is a real battle, I'm afraid it won't be so fierce! Just because you can exit the dream after death, you have a guarantee in your life, so you can fight to the extreme.

It's so tragic. It took only eight minutes for the 120000 people to kill half of them and become 50000 to 10000.

Good! Or 5-1, because the formation and equipment play an important role, so no one knows which side the result will go?

"Boom, boom, boom..." The flesh shield brother is fierce and in a mess. However, at this moment, he meets four masters and blocks him to death. No matter which direction he breaks, there is no way to meet others.

The two brothers, Jiji and rulv, were out of the game for a long time. Because the two goods were too high-profile, they summoned the ancestral spirit to give the talisman a mass talisman, so they were treated as hedgehogs by enemy archers.

If her sister Zhang Ling had not turned into a killer and killed the enemy's 22 sharpshooters to avenge his brother's revenge, he would have saved some face. Otherwise, they would have no idea where to put this face.

At the moment, the only one who still has the ability to move is Xiaotie. Zhang Ling was also exposed in a series of assassinations. The army sent three assassins to mark her, but failed to shake off the enemy several times.

With the deepening of Xiaotie, there are fewer and fewer people around him, and he has become a worthy "spear point".

In front of the sound of hooves, two mount lightning.

A left and a right two snowflake axe, when the blade light comes to the side, it is too late to avoid.

Since Xiaotie is standing here, it doesn't want to escape.

He solemnly raised the black coal pick, concentrated his mind, and waved a mysterious brilliance at the next moment.

"Qiang..." When the two snow axes met this mysterious brilliance, they immediately melted away, and the people holding the axes were shocked. Before they could react, the pickaxes pulled back with their figures and disappeared together with their mounts.

"Damn it, this teenager is weird..." Dozens of riding galloping, a large number of roots on the ground, played a stumbling role.

"Kill..." A miner caught up with Xiaotie's steps, and his party pushed forward as hard as a file.

In the face of such a stubborn enemy, the junmen friars have no way. They had been alert before they came, but they didn't pay enough attention to them. As a result, they fell down twice in the same place.What a shame!

No matter how brave the remaining military monks were, they could not prevent the situation from gradually falling into the abyss.

How can there be so many excuses on the battlefield? To neglect is to despise. It doesn't matter to despise, the key is to win! Once the battle is lost, contempt immediately becomes the root of all evil.

The proud junmen friars were defeated again, and the last 5000 people fought with blood, but those hateful miners could fight better than them.

At the end of the fight, there were only more than 30 people left and less than 1000 miners. At ordinary times, this amount is nothing, but everyone is exhausted and ends the war in the most tragic way.

"Won?"

"We won?"

"It's just a victory! It's very, very sad... " Brother roudun shook his head. There were only 400 miners left behind. It was unthinkable in reality.

"A miserable victory is also a victory..." Zhang Ling said many people's wishes. What would he want to do if he fought against such powerful families as junmen?

"Boom..." A dark cloud enveloped a ghostly gate.

"GABA, GABA..." The ferocious faces inlaid in the ghost gate began to chew and eat. The damaged equipment and scattered low-end resources are enough for a ticket!

It is because these miners are not high-level, there is no quality, so even these ghosts collect road money are much cheaper.

It seems that the poorest people in the world are the biggest, so the extradition work is extremely fast.

An hour later, the miners gradually returned, no one was absent, and even brought 30000 or 40000 more to join.

Brother roudun was not idle from the beginning to the end. With the help of Zuling, he worked hard to make arrangements. The army was defeated twice in a row. He thought with his toes that he would not give up easily.

Sure enough, the army gathered again. This time, they launched a full 250000 cavalry, and the soldiers pressed the territory with great momentum

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