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Chapter 455 Blood Race Entry

In the prisoner-of-war construction site, Darryl Longhuo brandished a hoe, suddenly his heart skipped a beat, and a look of joy appeared on his face.

"The blood race is coming!"

"A collection of pure gold life!"

"Notify the Yuanneng Armed Forces on the mountain, ready to support at any time!"

"Restrain the captives. Anyone who dares to make a change at this time will be killed without asking the reason!"

A deputy commander of the Third Regular Army Corps who was in charge of guarding the prisoners of war issued the military order in the fastest time, and then quickly wrote a request for help, and sent it directly to the headquarters of the Eagle New City Military Headquarters through a micro-transportation array.

Then he left the room just now, and under the protection of a whole team of personal guards, he saw several bloody figures frantically breaking through the defensive zone in the distance.

Frowning, the deputy commander issued an order:

"Order the Yuanneng Armed Forces, without my order, no cover strikes will be made."

As soon as the words fell, a sharp whistle sounded on the battlefield. Together with the whistle, most of the soldiers in the army were illuminated with the blessing of life.

"Damn it! Send an additional team, and ten Swords of Dawn!"

The deputy army commander's whole body was shrouded in the holy light, and immediately cut off the soul-stirring roar of the blood race.

This kind of sonic attack is the most annoying. Ordinary soldiers can't resist it at all. They will be sensed by the Blessing of Life worn on their bodies immediately, and then the protective cover will be activated.

With just a whistling sound, most of the cards of the guarding legion were destroyed, which made the deputy head of the army very angry.

At this time, from the mountain behind the barracks, three pure white ballistics flashed away, and the two blood shadows were instantly defeated, obviously killed by Thunder Faith.

The blood clan's offensive slowed down slightly.

"Fighting well, the knights who inspire Thunder's faith have merit. Isn't the military department going to select the best knights of Thunder's faith to experiment with new energy weapons? All three of them will be reported!"

This blow boosted the morale of the entire guardian army, and the deputy army leader naturally gave him the greatest reward within his authority.

Of course, he reported it, and whether he can approve it depends on the opinions of the adults in the military department, and whether the three knights can use their strength. After all, this is the fastest way to be promoted. There are countless people!

The reward order of the deputy army commander spread throughout the army, and the morale of the guarding army increased a bit.

At this time, five beams of light very similar to the trajectory of Thunder Faith suddenly traversed the entire battlefield.

Five rays of light of different colors interweave into a thick and tight net, which penetrates at least thirty blood races.

However, the Sword of Dawn, which is armed with long-distance source energy for individual soldiers, is not as powerful as the Thunder Faith. If the offender is a human race, there is no difference. Except for the nine blood races turned into fly ash, the rest of the dozens of blood races were only slightly injured, and under the blood mist, they recovered from their injuries within a breath.

The deputy army commander frowned and asked:
"The special holy light bullets issued by the military department are sent to the ten Dawn Swords."

Just as the messenger was about to speak through the communication source, he was stopped by a young man who had been standing silently in the corner.

"Master Legion Commander, Lord Cullen has orders, just expel them, let them make trouble first, don't kill them all!"

The deputy head of the army turned cold, glanced at the representative of the weed stationed in his army, and asked:

"These blood clans just killed at least a hundred of my subordinates, so it's hard to obey!"

The young man Weed was not angry, but just said something in a low voice:
"My lord, let the soldiers release the water and let people in. These blood races just want to cause trouble and make things easier for some people. Why do you fight hard with these blood races who are not afraid of death? Just kill them all. How many soldiers' lives will be lost?"

The deputy head of the army pondered for a moment, and then asked:
"You knew these blood races would come?"

The weed youth shook his head, pointed to the sky, and said:
"I don't know, otherwise how could I not tell the adults, but the higher-ups may not know."

The deputy head of the army is a middle-aged man in his forties. After a lot of work, he thought for a while, nodded, and said:
"Since this is the case, we can't get involved in the matter, but I need to ask the army commander for such an order."

The weed youth looked at the blood race who couldn't break through from a distance, nodded helplessly, and cursed in his heart, these blood races, even if they want to save people, they don't have any skills, but with this strength, they still want to guard here Trouble in the legion?

The weed youth was scolding, and so was Daryl Dragonfire.

Dozens of thunderbolts were pointing at these captives on the mountain. In addition, almost all the supervisors had reached the edge of the ditch, and the iron whips in their hands had also turned into tearing guns. All the captives were ordered to squat on the ground with their heads in their hands. , Whoever dares to move will be killed directly!
"This is the chaos that the blood race said? What a mess, this is a hundred times stricter than usual!"

Darryl-Dragon Fire kept greeting all the female ancestors of the blood royal family for dozens of generations in his heart.

In Zhou Mo's study room, a tall and slender girl wearing traditional Arlan costumes, with a bit of coquettish and immature color on her face, was almost standing next to Zhou Mo, holding her own brocade with a plain hand With wide sleeves, revealing a snowy arm, he was flipping through the documents for Zhou Mo.

Ren Nian bowed his head and stood under the table, a little horrified in his heart, Kailai, this new woman is very honored by adults, and she is of Asian ethnicity, so she deserves attention!
"The blood race has started. Two mysterious men took dozens of fine gold and swept them to the prisoner to guard the barracks."

Zhou Mo sneered when he heard this, and said:

"Let them make trouble, the weeds are watching, I have already noticed that there are tricks hidden among the captives, but there are too many people, and the Lord also spends his free time to distinguish one by one, and if they make trouble, that person himself jumped out."

Ren Nian smiled wryly and said:
"My lord, but relying on the power of these blood clans, they were eaten to death by the guards, how could they make a fuss, and those people in the military regard honor as their life, let them release water, and agree on the surface, But at most, no more strength will be added, and the soldiers will be forced to retreat and release water. No matter which legion commander does this kind of thing, he will never try to convince the crowd in the future!"

Zhou Mo was taken aback for a moment, this was something he did not expect.

Rubbing her forehead with a headache, Lin Dai'er beside her put a pair of bullying Saixue's small hands on Zhou Mo's temples with a wink, and massaged them gently.

"I don't care about this. If any legion commander ruins the Lord's plan, tell him that there is no good fruit for him, and tell De Gester directly what I said, and let him solve it!"

Zhou Mo thought about it for a long time, but he didn't come up with an idea, so he simply pushed it to De Gester's head, and he was in charge of this matter.

Ren Nian shook his head slightly, and held a moment of silence for De Gester in his heart.

(End of this chapter)