God Three Group Chat: Three Kingdoms

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"He really worked hard, and he even had the chance to see the sun rise on a new day..." Sakala glanced at the sliver of white light that appeared in the distance, seeing the signs that the sun was about to appear, and then scanned Zhao Kuang.

The power of the Legion's talent is indeed incredibly strong.

The Legion talent that allows one to resist death, and can be used all night, demonstrates an incredibly strong willpower, but how long can it last?

"General Sakala, hurry up and annihilate the enemy as quickly as possible to facilitate our retreat." Seeing that Sakala still looked somewhat relaxed, Lidas frowned slightly, and I urged him a little.

Through the tireless efforts of her regular soldiers, and through continuous attacks and counterattacks, the princess's guards were exhausted, while the Kshatriya warriors were rotated to ensure they had sufficient strength.

With one side gradually declining while the other still has all its strength, the outcome is quite obvious.

"We only managed to kill four or five hundred of their men in one night, but the rest are mostly wounded." Sakala looked up at the sky and said calmly, "We should be able to wipe out the enemy before the sun reaches noon."

"Three hours?" Lidas estimated the time and then nodded slightly.

Despite losing over 5,000 men, they cooperated with the Kshatriya warrior legion to annihilate more than 400 enemy soldiers and severely wound the remaining ones. It can be said that the losses were by no means light.

However, in the coming days, their casualties will decrease while the enemy's casualties will increase, and the outcome will be much better than it is now.

"Javelin thrower!" Raising his right hand, Sakarala gestured to the Kshatriya warriors who had finished their rest and prepared to launch the next offensive.

Upon receiving the order, the Kshatriya warriors began to take their javelins from their backs, preparing to throw them at close range to break through the enemy lines.

However, just as preparations were completed, a series of bright spots flashed in the distant sky, and then the Kushan soldiers in front of Zhao Kuang fell to the ground as these bright spots fell.

Along with these specks of light, Ma Zhong himself also fell.

Ma Zhong, standing in front of Zhao Kuang's thousand-man team, revealed his figure after a cloud of dust settled.

Feeling the shock transmitted through his legs and the damage to his organs, Ma Zhong mobilized his internal energy to forcefully suppress the injury.

At a relatively long distance, there is usually no problem with throwing force. However, under the suppression of cloud energy, even if the internal energy leaves the body, it is still difficult to avoid injury when making a long-range leap.

"Who are you?" Sakala was slightly surprised as he looked at Ma Zhong falling from the sky, but he immediately asked.

Even with the cloud-like pressure suppressing them, they still dare to do this. Even if the other party has the strength, how much of it do they actually possess now?

Besides, he's all alone, what is he afraid of?
"I am Ma Zhong, the deputy commander of the Princess Guard." With his left hand he held the flag planted in the ground, and with his right hand he drew his sword, pointing it at Sakala, directly stating his identity. "Is that so? The deputy commander!" Sakala's eyes narrowed, his expression instantly turning cold. Without hesitation, he said, "Since you're here, don't leave. Kill him!"

The Kshatriya warrior legion then launched a barrage of javelins. Facing numerous javelins aimed at him, Ma Zhong used his left hand to sweep his banner across the ground and his right hand to parry and deflect the attacks with his sword, thus perfectly defending against the wave of attacks.

"Damn it!" Zhao Kuang, who had also noticed this scene, looked at the flags waved by Ma Zhong and the sword used to parry the javelins. He was already in poor spirits and his physical strength had been greatly depleted. Instantly, he was filled with energy and anger. "Kill them! Push the battle line back for me! How can the guards' flags and the princess's sword be outside our defenses?!"

Upon hearing this, Zhao Kuang's soldiers, who hadn't reacted at first, immediately understood and, disregarding their own condition, launched an efficient counter-charge.

"A flag and a sword?" Upon hearing this, Sakala's gaze instantly shifted to the two weapons held by Ma Zhong, and he said casually, "Looks like two good things. Take them!"

Whether something is good or not is irrelevant if it can enrage the enemy so much; what matters is that the enemy's current state means that it can hold them back.

As long as we can hold off the opponent, we can eliminate them and successfully complete this mission.

"Damn it, you can't even adjust your posture in mid-air, and you call yourself a legion commander!" Yang Mao's face darkened as he watched Ma Zhong jump in but not into the middle of the guard, instead landing on the front line of the battlefield.

They agreed to use their strength, carrying flags and swords, to jump into the middle of the guards, allowing Yuyao and Zhao Kuang to hold out a little longer. At most, they would be able to break through the outer defenses and storm in within half an hour.

But now, jumping to the outermost front line means that the enemy has the opportunity to seize the flag and the sword at any time.

Even if Ma Zhong was exceptionally skilled, if the enemy were to splatter their own blood on the flag or destroy the sword...

"We must ensure the safety of the flag and the sword at all costs!" As the remaining captain, Liu Hu dared not gamble on the possibility.

"After this battle, I will ask the princess for permission to duel with him!" Long Nianyi, who usually loved reading and was generally calm, was also furious.

"We'll deal with the rest later. Right now, the most important thing is to break through." Wang Meng, who was also fully displaying his legion talents, carried two short swords and led his men to charge forward.

The remaining few people present exchanged glances and, unlike before, no longer concealed their abilities. They also fully activated their legion talents, directly enveloping all the soldiers.

When Wang Meng's legion talent is fully activated, it will accelerate the recovery speed of soldiers' injuries and reduce the consumption of physical strength to a certain extent.

When Long Nianyi's legion talent is fully activated, it will make the soldiers more imposing and also intimidate the enemy, causing them to act under the influence of this intimidation.

Liu Hu's Legion talent is Revenge Inspiration. Every dying Guard soldier can throw out their vengeful blade before dying, launching a final attack of will. At the same time, the lingering power of their dissipating will will also strengthen the surrounding Guard soldiers.

Under the weight of legion talents, Ma Zhong smiled slightly. To Sakala's bewilderment, he planted the flag in place with his left hand, then raised his sword with both hands, unleashing his own legion talents to their fullest extent. (End of Chapter)