Global Creation: Create the Zerg Queen at the Start!

Although the battle of Lottown is over, the monks are busy again.

They are setting up a small teleportation array.

In order to reach Xuan Yuexing smoothly, the cultivators sent a total of nearly ten teams, but only one team arrived at Xuan Yuexing.

While Diablo destroyed Xuan Yuexing's defensive array, he also messed up Xuan Yuexing's space rules.

Without Xuan Yuexing’s accurate teleportation coordinates, the large teleportation array could not be used at all, and it had to take the risk of using the small magical array for regional random teleportation.

Fortunately, regional random teleportation will only teleport people around the target, rather than a messy place.

The cultivators have already made contact with other teams, and although they have not been able to reach Xuan Yuexing, they are all safe.

When tens of thousands of cultivators walked out of the portal, the town of Roth burst into cheers again!

At the same time, the fleet of the coalition forces of all races has also almost reached Xuan Yuexing.

In the face of the demon's massive attack, the monks did not sit back and wait for death. They detected the coming demon army through their divine sense, and took the surviving lion people to build a line of defense outside the town of Roth.

Highlands 810 and 975 are part of the Pinqi Ridge mountain range at the end of the Nagrand Plain to the west of the town of Roth.

Between the two highlands, there is a natural low valley. The No. 1 Highway of the Mad Lion runs through here and bypasses the main peak of Pinqiling.

All the way north.

At this moment, the yellow land of the two highlands is dusty.

The explosion turned up the gravel sand and soil, like undulating tides, and the waves were higher than the other.

Amid the deafening cannons, red and white flashes flashed densely on the top of the mountain.

Fury the mad lion huddled in the tunnel.

His body was already filled with sand from the explosion.

The earth trembled violently, causing the sand on his body to jump sharply.

Furui tried his best to curl up into the trenches, while spitting out the sand in his mouth, while pressing his dirty face on the observation mirror, he closed one eye and watched the movement of the demon army down the mountain.

The gray-brown rage demon jumped out of their position once again in a triangular formation.

The speed of the front demon has been completely increased.

The demon roared, stepping on the trembling ground, and rushing towards the high ground.

The talisman seal fired by the monks exploded beside them, and the flying dust made their figures looming.

"Everyone is in place!" "The monk's roar came in the ear: "The enemy is coming up! Beat them back!"

"Boom!" Another shaking explosion sounded beside Furui. Even though the reaction was quick, Furui's right eyebrow was broken by the edge of the observation mirror.

A few drops of blood fell on the ground, and the rest flowed through the dusty eyelashes, rushing out of the black and red mud ditch on the face.

"Really!" Furui didn't care about wiping off the blood. He blinked his eyes and turned out the trench with the cat's waist with the portable talisman launcher.

Furui was previously a member of the city guard.

Later, after watching the Battle of Roth Town that the monks made people crazy, everyone from the city guards up and down became the most steadfast followers of the monks.

They cooperated with the monks to maintain order in the town of Roth, perform defense, receive strict combat training, discuss the fighting skills of the black monk, and wipe the monk token on his waist every day.

With the gradual growth of the monks, the army of monks, which was originally only more than 100,000, has joined nearly 100,000 mad lion people.

The black monk seemed to understand everyone's tastes. Those who had fought or knew how to fight were brought together by him, using formal management, plus extremely rich training subjects and tactical explanations, including Furui. Everyone inside felt that they had returned to the time when they were in the army.

Such days make these professional soldiers have a very comfortable life.

Unexpectedly, among the monks who only play flying swords and alchemy refining tools, there are also such talents.

Especially when they saw the portable talisman launchers made by the monks themselves, everyone felt that they were the right person.

Compared with these guys whose looks are not very good and no one can call out the model, those old-fashioned lion weapons are simply children's toys.

The monks were divided into several divisions, forming a unit in an organized system.

Now, the other two regiments of the First Flying Sword Division are still undergoing training in Lottown with the one or two regiments just established by the Second Infantry Division.

They replaced Furui’s previous patrol missions, and Furui’s location, the First Regiment and Second Regiment of the First Flying Sword Division, were ordered to garrison the Pingqiling Line of Defense.

Before the change, Furui had run out of sight when he smelled the smell of devil, but now he has no idea of ​​shrinking at all.

The demon army, that's the case, plus this time, the demons have launched a sixth charge on the 810 heights. Except for throwing thousands of wrecks in front of the battlefield, they didn't get anything cheap! At the 975 high ground behind the side, they have no way!

This is the battle! Furui crawled through the high-temperature defense array covering the tunnel and climbed into his fighting position.

Holding the heavy portable talisman launcher, he felt at ease! With this thing in his hand, he had already killed two demons and blasted those cubs to pieces!

"Everyone is in your place, ready for firepower point No.1, No.6 and No.9. Get closer! Observers, inform the fire system of the talisman seal camp to suppress firepower."

Furui took off the communication jade card that had been completely disturbed, and turned his ears to carefully distinguish the intermittent sound of the sound of the talisman seal emission from the explosion sound, the monk's amplifying technique.

Furui set up the talisman seal launcher, adjusted the locking device, and set a fire-attribute talisman seal into the cursor on the launcher's screen.

Twenty seconds later, the overwhelming fire talisman explosion swept across the entire high ground.

The power of the flame raged wildly on the earth.

The loud explosion resounded through the sky.

In the sound of the explosion, a demon force leaped over the ridge of Pinqiling, along the col, and entered the back of the position at 810 Heights.

Furui, who was the first to see this demon troop, lost the launcher that had no symbols, and laughed.

He knows that his mission has been completed.

He thought as he crawled back down the tunnel. I don't know that the next time the demon army is thrown into the offensive, they will be found to welcome them. What kind of expression will they look like after they are no longer infantrymen.

Looking at the way the demons and ghosts Chongchong looked when they entered the deep trenches, Furui split his mouth. The crawling ass was twisted more and more joyously.

"^"It's a bit interesting!"

Chuck, the commander of the Devil Army (Li Lihao), pretended to look back gracefully and smiled to the demons beside him: "I can persist for such a long time under the full attack of our two demon brigade forces. Believe that those little dwarfs are not in vain."

The explosions in the distance were endless.

After hearing Chuck's words, the faces of the demons around him were somewhat unnatural.

The demon army in this attack is composed of ten combat teams, a logistics team, a sharp knife team, a reconnaissance team, and a five thousand demon reserve team.

From sixteen o'clock in the afternoon to now, it is going to be dark. The two combat teams of the corps and the reconnaissance team collected intelligence on the entire battlefield. It was indeed a bit unreasonable that a hilltop could not be taken down after nearly three hours.

Everyone knows that even though Chuck is smiling, the smirk and tight muscles at the corners of his mouth have exposed his anger.

They couldn't help but sigh, are they really just a group of little dwarfs playing with iron sheets?

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