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The Martial Artist of Daxia was defeated faster than imagined.
Before Ren Baqian didn't see the Ancient Race and the Great Summer Army, they had been smashed by the military, and they had been defending the city or night attack.
However, from some rumors, the casualties of the elite of the great summer will generally collapse from 30% to 50%. This ratio is already considered a strong force.
Although these Martial Artists will not ban their obedience, Ren Baqian has always felt that people in the rivers and lakes are more bloody and have a huge number of advantages. In addition, they are also slashing blood on the weekdays, and at least 30% of casualties will collapse.
However, Ren Baqian ignores the psychological pressures of those who are facing the silent flying and flying, and the rumors of the same-order Ancient Race winning the ordinary Martial Artist.
Especially around the sight, you can always see the blood sprayed on your own body, but the loss of the other side is very rare, except for some famous land-wheel masters who can compete with or even overcome, most people are reluctant Support, completely filled with human life.
Under such circumstances, many people have retired when they discovered who their opponents are.
If the opponent is the ordinary Ancient Race army, they can still see some hope.
But in the face of these flying rides, they can't see the hope of victory.
In addition, they were not elites who were forbidden by military orders. Even the death of Lu Pinghai could make the Martial artists in the north turmoil, not to mention the hundreds of rounds that were surrounded by death.
Some of the brains are turning faster and have begun to smear the soles of the feet.
And such behavior has also driven other people.
Moreover, many people did not flee toward the Great Summer Army camp. They fled in the direction of the northwest. As long as they fled back to the summer, even if they were buried, it would be better than losing their lives here.
When the casualties were around 20%, the Martian artists of the big summer began to break and fled in all directions.
These two casualties are still too fast to kill, and most of the deaths are the less powerful Martial Artist.
Many flying horses squat on the ground like a cannonball and go to the distance.
If it is not a evasive method, in the straight line, the big summer Martial Artist below the ground wheel is definitely not the opponent of the flying ride, but the big summer Martial Artist of the same level is far better than the flying ride.
"Go back after two miles!"The voice of Li Qianqiu spreads! He wanted to kill more and kill the guys who were covered in civilian blood, but there was a big summer army camp.
Ren Baqian aimed at the high-altitude machine gun for a long time, and finally gave up.
Otherwise, the biggest casualty of flying a ride this evening is caused by his own hands.
Those flying horses chased for a moment and then returned, one by one sitting on the cloth strips that were torn off with the dead.
It didn't take long for the flying rides in the woods to come out. At least within the range they can detect, except that they have no other living.
Those big summer soldiers were completely annihilated, and few were able to escape.
For the woods, flying rides are more familiar.
It is important to know that a large part of the flying horses are recruited from the 60,000 mountains.
"Da Xia military camp has not come out yet?"Ren Baqian sat on the floor and asked with a walkie-talkie.
"Reporting adults, they didn't come out, they just stepped up their guards."
Ren Baqian "Oh," he sighed and fell to the ground. The response in Daxia was normal. If he came out to rescue, it would probably cause more casualties. In the dark, with a short line of sight, Daxia’s military strength was minimized, and the strength of Ancient Race was not affected.
Even if they knew that there were only a few thousand Ancient Race troops outside, they still couldn't move easily.
However, in the mind of Ren Baqian, it was only the death of early death.
It takes at least a week from this to the border, they can't live out.
Li Qianqiu is not likely to let them live alive.
The army was contaminated with the blood of the most Ancient Race civilians.
Although Ren Baqian did not see it with his own eyes, he also heard that many stockades that had not had time to inform were directly leveled.
There are also a few broken cities.
"You said, Daxia people will also think about finding revenge for us?"Ren Baqian looked at the Milky Way in the night sky and sighed at the moment, turning to ask Qian Qianqiu.
"It’s okay to kill all those who want to take revenge. If they kill, they can’t think."Li Qianqiu’s mouth is cruel and full of the style of Ancient Race.
For Ren Baqian, Li Qianqiu is a good person, but for outsiders, everyone in Ancient Race is so cruel and killing.
"He is a hero, my hero!"Ren Baqian sighed and threw the matter aside.
Human life, he used to feel very heavy.
He always felt that he was a good person. He helped the old lady cross the road, was friendly to others, and could help with all of his help – he had never done these things.
But he still feels that he is a good person.
God knows when to start, and human life becomes just a noun in his heart.
When the three thousand soldiers returned, and everyone was ready to touch the two ambushes in the south, they received a message that the two ambushes were ready to return to the camp.
Daxia was originally prepared to leave a few ambushes to attack the big nights before and after. I didn’t expect the ambush to become a dish on the table. How could they leave the two troops there?
When the Southern Ancient Army found that the other party was actually going back to the camp, it was already a step late and could only watch them return to the big camp in the night.
"I played it tonight, come back tomorrow night."Ren Baqian said with a yawn.
One night, one-seventh of the strength of the summer was destroyed, and the Martial Artists were dispersed. Now that Daxia has already set up a battle in the camp, there is no need to continue.
As the day dawned, the two armies finally merged together.
The three thousand five hundred soldiers were originally attributed to the Central Government. At this time, there was no turmoil after returning to Li Qianqiu. In addition to the necessary horses and sentinels, others fell down and fell asleep.
There are no such things as tents.
Ancient Race In the wild, it is basically a day when the bed is covered. The wetness of the night or something, the body of the Ancient Race is completely unconcerned.
Ren Baqian sleeps all night, and the next day, he looks up with a skull in his head.
These damn mosquitoes.
Killing livestock, barbecue, after eating a meal, everyone chased the army toward the summer, the other side just camped, Ren Baqian and other people came to the foot, fired barbecue in dozens of miles, waiting to continue the night attack at night.
……
After a few hours, until the middle of the night, Ren Baqian and others touched the big summer camp.
"Sure enough, we are waiting for us!"Ren Baqian said after viewing it with a night vision device.
Although the Daxia military camp did not form a military array, as in yesterday, the outside tents were all empty, and in the camp there was a large block of heat, where they waited for themselves and others.
The other party is so dense, tens of thousands of people stand there like fools. Ren Baqian feels that they are sorry for them without a few cannons. Immediately with the addition of mortars to the crowds, the two guns passed.
With the explosion, there was some confusion in the big camp, but it was quickly suppressed.
"Hong!""Hong!""Hong!"
With the seven or eight guns going down, the chaos in the Daxia military camp could no longer be suppressed. The enemy did not see it, but every explosion took away a piece of people.
"Adult, what should I do?"In a place in the Daxia military camp, several generals were surrounded.
"Kill it out!"Someone suggested.
"Kill out? The gangsters are waiting outside. When they see the smoke in the distance in the evening, the other party may come together, at least six or seven thousand. In the evening, if you go out, you are afraid of a dead end. ”Another general will frown.
"It's also a dead end to stay here, and wait until the morale is gone. It's better to go out and kill a few barbarians!"Another general is anxious.
The sound of the cannon that sounded at the right time made a footnote for his words.
A group of people are all in a dilemma.
It’s not going out now, not going out.
Going out, the outside Ancient Race people are waiting, fighting in the dark, the results don't have to be known.
If you don't go out, you will always be beaten passively, and even the enemy will not see it. The following soldiers have already begun to commotion. After a while, they will be chaotic before they come to fight.
Wrong, everyone has this idea in mind, this is too sorrowful to be beaten, and it is not a retreat nor a shackle.
and moreFinally, the person surrounded by the middle made a speech. "Lao Tzu does not believe that they can not use such weapons. ”
In a short period of time, this person made the same judgment as Wu Shenghou.
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