Invincible Ghost Army

One day was not a long time. Jiang Mo's soldiers should train and eat. They didn't pay attention to it at all.

Jiang Mo and his soldiers are too familiar with fighting. Tomorrow's life and death is tomorrow's business. If you don't have enough today, how can you survive tomorrow?

The next day, Jiang Mo was ready to go. Samel would not speak empty words, and the 30 million soldiers followed by the enemy would not be the weak chicken soldiers before. They should be the elite of the degenerate forces. Jiang Mo knew that the war was very difficult, but no matter how difficult it was, Jiang Mo had to face the problem.

Samel did not slip his words. At noon that day, the mighty army shook the trees outside the wall as if they were shaking.

Samel didn't fly. He was riding a horse, like a general, at the front of the line. It's the same gun in my hand.

Six pairs of wings are floating in the wind behind samel. Samel has a face with Chinese characters and angular facial features. Samel has a face different from that of an ordinary angel. There is no feeling that makes people look like a little white face. Samel looks like a barbarian, but this does not mean that he is ugly, but that he has the domineering Yang that ordinary angels do not have Just.

The army has been stopped thousands of meters away from the city wall, and Jiang Mo can clearly see the deployment of the degenerates. The first group of degenerates turned out to be the same degenerate angels, with a number of about three or four million. The people behind them are not human beings. They look like the demons. Then Jiang Mo knows that the demons also have degenerates? There should be. Jiang Mo thinks so. In fact, the world calls them degenerates. In fact, they are not degenerates. Some people are, and some people really don't want to live in their own race. Jiang Mo doesn't rule out that some people leave because they are bullied too much and can't bear it. But this is a war. Jiang Mo can't distinguish those in detail People.

"Jiang Mo! This is your last chance! If you are willing to promise compensation, I can let you live Samuel continued to lobby, trying to give Jiang Mo a chance.

Jiang Mo shook his head: "samel, from what you did yesterday, I personally appreciate you very much. You are neither humble nor arrogant, and you don't show off your words. At least you are a real man. But we are doomed to be rivals. I understand your kindness. If you can't pass this pass, how can I attack the divine world?"

"On the contrary, it's you. I also advise you that this is your last chance. Your brother behind you and I, Jiang Mo, have no injustice or hatred. If you leave now, I promise not to pursue and kill them. However, your order will not only decide the fight between you and me, but also push them to death. You should also consider it!"

"Ha ha...!" Samuel nodded: "it seems that we can hardly agree with each other!"

Samel raised his spear, and the soldiers behind him came out of their arms.

Jiang Mo nodded and fired a bullet into the air. A magic force flew into the air, then exploded in the sky like a petal.

On the city wall, a gun was lifted. Jiang Mo really didn't want to use them now. The bullets were very precious. But this time, if he didn't use the gun, he would lose a lot!

Of course, many modified Zhuge crossbows were also pushed to the edge of the city wall.

Jiang Mo pressed his right hand on the wall and looked at Samuel coldly: "you are not afraid of death, come on!"