Roulette World

Nan Zhen and Rong Zhi were dressed in uniforms and were already riding on their respective mounts.

Beside them is the saint holding the scepter of glory.

Just now, under the leadership of the saint, some temple women had already treated the wounded soldiers. However, this compares to the overall number of casualties.

Without him, it was only during the offensive that the wounded soldiers rarely returned, and most of them could only lie on the battlefield and wait to die.

They may be the most hopeful of victory, because only their own victory, they have a chance to survive. If it fails, the only thing waiting for them is the enemy's knife.

As for captives...

In the Brutal Realm, this word does not exist very much, at least for ordinary soldiers. Since none will be captured, there is no treatment. Drugs are sometimes more valuable than people's lives.

"Gree is dead."

Nan Zhen's voice was a little deep, and the tragic situation was already beyond his imagination.

Send masters into the Wangcheng to kill or entangle the high-level of the Allied Forces, and let the Sword Squad quickly capture the city walls. He is also one of the participants in this plan.

Just like everyone else, Nan Zhen has great confidence in this plan, because the number of masters in the Dawning Temple is far more than that of the posthumous people, and the posthumous people's own inner bar makes their number of kings less In the past half, even with the help of outsiders, it could not prevent the Dawning Temple's strategic advantage in this high-rise.

But who would have thought that in a short period of time, two consecutive masters of eighth level disappeared, and seventh level died even more.

Are there any hidden powerful people in the dead?

Especially Greed's death shocked him.

This man had competed with him for the position of Commander of the Bright Knights. If his fighting method was not suitable for cavalry warfare, perhaps Nanzhen's position was his.

Nanzhen is very aware of his opponent's strength. Not only does he have Holy Eyes in his hands, but also has ten heads and six monsters as his helpers. Speaking of the ability to single out, maybe Nanzhen is still not a greedy opponent.

However, this person died like this.

Except for Ling Kun and Shouchi, they really can't think of anyone who can have such strength and can kill Greed in such a short time.

Even if it is Ling Kun or Shouchi, he feels that these two eighth-level posthumous people are at most similar to Greed, not counting Shouchi, among the posthumous kings, the strongest should be Blackwall and He Yan, the former was besieged to death by three people including himself, the latter also died in their own hands!

How did the dead man who had been badly hit kill Gree? Was it really made by Shouchi? But he should have been specially dealt with.

"Kanzishan's breath has also disappeared, and Hongxiang's breath has already disappeared. We are not without any results."

The virgin paused on the ground with a scepter. "Although we lost a lot, but they are going to break into the king city after all. Accidents are easy to happen. Although they died, they are not worthless. The four kings, now one dead and one seriously injured, only two of their top leaders are left. With only Neo and Lingkun, they can’t guarantee effective command, even if all the people we went in died, worth it!"

In the end, it's not worth it. Everyone has different judgment standards. Nan Zhen doesn't agree with the Saint's words, but nods.

"It seems that the walls are also blocked, it seems that it is time for us to shoot."

Zaili has rushed up with the Bright Feathers, and now it's time for Rongzhi and Nanzhen to launch.

"Southern handsome, let me take the lead."

Rong Zhi raised the long knife in his hand and gestured to the saint. When he went out first, behind him was a thousand silent white armor guards.

These people are the elite of the guards of the temple. Usually, they are responsible for protecting the safety of the father and the daughter. They have the most powerful overall combat power of the entire dawn temple.

Several of the captains were still hand-made by the Holy Father.

Such a team should be shot at the most critical time. Is it now necessary?

This is only the first day of the war, only half a day of sand falling!

However, since the Holy Lady didn't stop, Nanzhen didn't say anything. He quietly sorted out the armor and waved his hand to the back. The same silent cavalry team followed Nanzhen behind.

These five thousand knights are also the most elite of the knights of the light. Since the feathers and the guards are desperately, Nan Nan has no reason to reserve.

End this war in one day?

Then... end.

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On the city wall, Ye Zhongming wiped the blood flowing from her mouth and pulled out a dagger stabbed in the abdomen. The strong physical quality made the muscles in the wound tight. Within a few seconds, the blood flow slowed down. Too.

Looking at the broken openings and some small cracks on this star equipment, Ye Zhongming slightly relieved.

Around him are the bodies of the vanguard.

After coughing twice, the injured body was relieved, and Ye Zhongming looked out of the city.

Just now, Ye Zhongming was alone in this squad of soldiers in the Dawning Temple. Although he ended in victory, Ye Zhongming also paid a certain price in the face of the enemy's crazy attack.

The body suffered a lot of injuries, the two elves ran out of energy, and had no auxiliary ability before replenishing. The damaged armor needed to be repaired...

The only thing that is in a better state is that the mental energy is still quite sufficient.

But Ye Zhongming knew that it was not the time to rest. Although the battle on this side was resolved, but on the other side of the city wall, the Holy Light Tube and other troops were violently attacked, but they were still slowly advancing. It was almost time to occupy a 200-meter-long city wall, and the soldiers coming from the road of ice crystals rushed into it.

At this time, Ye Zhongming also had to admire the Temple of Dawn. Their military strength can not only put pressure on the city walls everywhere, but also continue to impact here.

The abundant soldiers and high quality are really not comparable to the current Yunding Mountain Villa or those left behind.

Of course, after this war, even if the Temple of Dawn wins in the end, it will hurt. It is estimated that there will be no recovery in twenty years.

The reverse is of course also true. After the battle, the number of young and strong men will drop sharply.

Some strange horns came from outside the city, which made the attacking Dawn Temple Warrior pause, and then made a huge roar, and the whole mountain swayed slightly.

"It's the bright corner!"

A somewhat older soldier with a posthumous character was beside Ye Zhongming. He heard this voice and murmured in his mouth.

Ye Zhongming turned around puzzled, "What is that?"

The soldier looked at Ye Zhongming in a deaf voice, and whispered: "A bright angle sounds, and God punishes him."

"They, this is the final attack."