Chapter 232 Fighting for the future

"die!"

  Legendary kobold Ronnie Moore controlled his extraordinary legion's extraordinary real body with a 150-meter-long scimitar, attacking the opposite guy covered in poisonous mist one after another.

  Between heaven and earth, sand and rocks fly.

  The strong wind howled, and every time the knife fell, a section of the distant mountains would be cut off.

  The human-shaped God of Medicine, made up of countless emerald green smoke, couldn't pay attention to him at all.

  With the arrival of Ace, the intensity of the war has been completely out of control.

   Of the 20 million troops they brought, 12 million have already fallen on the battlefield, and the war potential of the human area with a radius of 3 million square kilometers has been exhausted by them.

   You must know that these armies were all pulled from their blood sacrifice territory and faith territory, and lost 15 million, which is equivalent to the fact that nearly 70% of their original blood sacrifice population has disappeared.

  The remaining 30% are human children who have not yet grown up, and it is impossible to conduct a large-scale blood sacrifice at all, and the quality and quantity are not satisfactory.

   This time they really lost money to the point of vomiting blood.

  They still underestimated the extraordinary legion on the opposite side.

   Not only are there five second-tier extraordinary legions on the opposite side controlled by the strong from the late legendary period to the peak, but the other five are not weak.

   Not only do they have the combat power from the late stage of the legend to the peak, but also nearly one-third of the extraordinary in their extraordinary army are second-tier.

  It's unbelievably strong.

   Moreover, the opponent's combat power is not only strong, but also fearless when fighting, as if they are going to fight with their lives.

  Obviously according to the previous plan, after the three demigod-level ancient evil gods defeated and defeated the three second-tier extraordinary legions, the remaining few extraordinary legions should escape.

   will not risk their lives.

  However, they still underestimated each other's fighting power and their fighting will.

  Three demigod-level ancient evil gods fought against three second-tier extraordinary legions, while the remaining seven extraordinary legions fought against the seven ancient evil gods.

   And even if they saw that their three powerful combat forces were about to be killed, they were still unwilling to retreat.

   Crazy enough to dig out a piece of their flesh even if they died in battle.

  If they didn't have the immortality of gods, they would be able to hold them firmly.

  In this war, even if they won, it was only a miserable victory.

   "Go! Go!"

   "It's too miserable, I'm a mother, meow!"

  Wanfu is a big orange cat. He is chubby and runs forward desperately leading a circle of ordinary cat people.

  The current war is simply not something he can participate in. The world will be destroyed at every turn, mountains will be burned and seas will be burned, and a large piece of the great plain will be reduced to ruins.

  He was a little confused. He didn't know why it had suddenly changed from a hand-to-hand war with knives to a mythical war.

  Look at the giants in the circle in the Great Basin, none of them are below 100 meters.

  Any attack can knock down an ordinary hill.

   Today's battle can be said to have refreshed his three views.

  In the past, he felt that his legendary boss was very, very strong, and no one was his opponent.

   But now look at a certain 300-meter-long dragon that is beating the children.

  He believes that His Majesty is indeed the strongest, no matter what kind of enemy, as long as His Majesty makes a move, there is no one that cannot be hung up and smoked.

   "Boss, boss, where are we going?"

   "The 400,000 cat people in our army have been defeated! There are less than 30,000 cat people left in this circle."

  Beside the orange catman, a Tier 2 catman hero said with a panicked expression.

   It was just a little bit short, and their group of cat people was about to be rounded up by the attack brought by His Majesty.

  Recalling the wall of destruction that pressed against them back then, his little heart trembled, and his calves trembled a little.

  So in his opinion, they should run as far as possible now, otherwise, if they are not careful, when the big guys on the opposite side rise up by a dozen, he will turn into a mess of cat sauce.

   "In the words of His Majesty, opportunities are reserved for cats who are prepared."

   "I decided, let's turn around in a circle and kill those human soldiers who have already dispersed."

   "Great opportunity, absolutely not let go."

   The big orange cat looked at the countless troops of the Dragon Alliance who were desperately fleeing, and gritted its teeth.

   From the entrance of the tunnel all the way to the present Great Plains, after more than a year, he has grown from the original centurion to the ten thousand commander.

  Became the commander of 400,000 cat people.

  However, after this battle, most of the catmen under him had died, and they would suffer death if they didn't make more military achievements.

  So when they realized that the humans on the opposite side were likely to be worse than the dragon alliance army in their circle.

  He discovered that as long as he finds an opportunity to detour to the direction where the humans are fleeing on the opposite side of the battlefield, countless military achievements will be waiting there for him to claim.

  How could he let go of such a great thing?

  Under the strong order of the big orange cat, he engulfed some cat people from other tribes, and added 30,000 cat people under him to form an army of 50,000.

  The big orange cat turned around and led an army of 50,000 towards the distant mountains and forests.

   This time he wants to gamble with his life on a wave of Tongtian Dao.

   If you win, you will be the king of the race, and if you lose, it will only be a cat's life.

   This war was fought too fiercely, and both sides suffered heavy losses.

  Especially on their side of the Dragon Alliance, the vast momentum brought by a series of victories at the beginning of the war was directly beaten back.

   Morale is lower, and the intensity of the war is likely to be lower.

  Anyway, in his opinion, no matter whether the war in the other two directions will stop or not, his side will inevitably rest for a long time with the loss of millions of elite troops.

   And even if there was a war, he probably wouldn't be at the forefront.

   After all, most of his army has been killed or injured, and he needs to mobilize some catmen from the dark swamp behind, and then continue to attack after some recovery training.

  With this delay, the opportunity to collect military merits on a large scale in this war may not be his turn.

   After all, there are too many dark races who want to go to the front line and desperately gain military exploits. The more than 100 million guys assigned to the task of transporting food are a very eager group.

  So in order to advance to a higher level, this time he has to fight.

  For myself, but also for the entire cat people group.

  Demigod, God Zuo, he is a big orange cat, and he also wants to see what kind of scenery he will see after climbing to the top.

  In the forest, after some mobilization, the morale was completely raised.

  Fifty thousand catmen detoured towards the forest on the opposite side of the battlefield.

  Their target is the group of human beings who have been completely dispersed and have lost their organization.

  (end of this chapter)