Rage of Rebirth

But the order of war has been launched, and Alfonso's players must rush forward. From the perspective of the Iron-Blooded Brothers, Alfonso's men are just like dying. More than 2 million people rushed into the forbidden area 100 meters away.

In the cursed area, all were killed by the forbidden curse again!

Alfonso didn't react when he saw this scene. He just roared and shouted: "Where is our Forbidden Magic Mage Group? Attack me quickly."

50,000 forbidden spell mages chanted the spell at the same time.

Lu Yang looked up at the sky, sneered and said: "Archbishop's Legion, the Law of Holy Light."

Each Archbishop Priest is in charge of 30 players. They immediately release the Law of Holy Light, and golden rings fall on the players of the Iron-Blooded Brotherhood.

30 seconds later.

Players on the side of the Iron-Blooded Brotherhood were covered by the Forbidden Curse. Alfonso nodded with satisfaction when he saw this scene. At this time, Lu Yang's Forbidden Curse spell was also released.

"Continue the attack. Whoever kills Lu Yang first will be rewarded with 10,000 gold coins. Lourdes, the fifth vice president, will take 400,000 people to the nearest resurrection point. Don't let Lu Yang escape." Alfonso shouted.

"Yes." Lourdes responded and prepared to divide his troops, but at this moment, a loud roar from Lu Yang came from the battlefield.

"Liu Yunpeng, attack~!" Lu Yang said loudly.

Within the area covered by the secondary forbidden spell, Liu Yunpeng looked at the enemy rushing over 50 meters away, slammed the crushing totem on the ground, and roared: "War Tauren Legion!"

"Here~!" Thirty thousand people roared.

"The opportunity to obtain the meritorious uniform has come, Iron-Blooded Brothers, kill~!" Liu Yunpeng roared, carrying the crushing totem and rushing towards the millions of oncoming players from the enemy.

The black uniform of meritorious service is the dream of every Iron-Blooded Brotherhood. The Tauren Legion did not get the uniform in the last war, so this time they worked hard.

"Kill~!"

Thirty thousand war tauren followed closely behind Liu Yunpeng and launched a charge against the enemy almost simultaneously.

High in the sky, from the official perspective, someone pressed the photo button at the moment when Liu Yunpeng launched his charge. Under the red light of dusk, on the Shenmang grassland, a war tauren broke through the attack range of the forbidden curse with an arrogant attitude.

Launch an attack on millions of people on the opposite side.

In the year that followed, countless people used this photo as their desktop, wallpaper, and bedside poster.

The next second Liu Yunpeng rushed out, 30,000 ancestral tauren also rushed out of the forbidden spell range. They were all covered in level 160 dark gold suits, with a magic resistance of over 600,000 and a blood volume of more than 13 million.

They didn't care at all when facing forbidden spell attacks with only about 600,000 magic damage. Moreover, they were ancestral tauren, the third level of war tauren, and had the magic immunity skill of upsetting ground hammer.

At the moment when they were close to 50 meters from the enemy, 30,000 people roared at the same time, and each person's body had a white ghost light that rushed into the enemy's front row at the speed of light. This is the special skill of the ancestor tauren.

Soul, every time it touches a player, it will bring 500 attack points to the ancestral tauren.

In this situation where the enemy charges in a dense formation, one ancestor's soul is enough to touch thousands of people. In this case, the attack power brought back is enough to increase an additional 500,000 points.

When the soul of the ancestors returned to the Minotaur's body, at the same time, the enemy army also rushed in front of the Minotaur. At this time, Liu Yunpeng just hammered the Shattering Totem onto the ground once.

"Boom"

"Boom"

After the second hammer attack, the Spanish player who was hit by Liu Yunpeng thought he was going to be hammered to death by the totem pole, but he didn't expect that no damage was lost.

"What love..."

Before the last word could be uttered, suddenly, a golden light appeared in Liu Yunpeng's body.

"The ground is broken and hammered"

Liu Yunpeng was like crazy. He was waving the 5-meter-long Minotaur totem pole in all directions at a speed of hammering the ground three times per second.

Not only him, but all 30,000 people were like this. On the battlefield, it was like 30,000 crushers marching forward at the same time.

The level 160 dark gold set has an attack power of more than 2.6 million, plus an additional 500,000 attack power, as well as an additional 300,000 attack power brought by enchantments, mixtures, gems and cooking, as well as an additional 250,000 attack power increased by status.

A total of more than 3.6 million attack power.

The average Spanish player under Alfonso was only level 140, with a total health of only about 2 million, and could not withstand even one attack. These war tauren just rolled forward, and the 500,000 people had only a small amount of defense.

Zhan Ke Fangqi did not die, the others died and ran away, and the frontal battlefield collapsed!

Ayala, Elena and others were standing next to Lu Yang, and they saw with their own eyes the scene of the Iron-Blooded Brothers massacring Spanish players.

"Oh my god, is this the true combat power of the top guilds? It's too scary." Lola said.

Elena looked at Lu Yang and asked unwillingly: "How many guilds are there in the New World like you?"

Lu Yang smiled and said, "I am the only one in the whole New World."

Elena breathed a sigh of relief and said: "It scares me to death. If we are all like you, we have no qualifications to participate in this game."

Ayala smiled and said: "Don't worry, Lu Yang is our partner, and we will always be on good terms with him."

Lu Yang laughed. Obviously, Ayala and the others had no idea of ​​redeeming the guild in two years. Instead of becoming enemies with Lu Yang, they would rather make money honestly.

"Beep beep beep"

The intercom rang. Lu Yang picked it up and saw that it was a call from Zheng Zheng. He smiled and pressed the connect button and asked, "What's the matter?"

He said anxiously with great pride: "Boss, please fight, please fight. The brothers are watching on the side. The battle achievements have been won by Liu Yunpeng and his gang. Our brothers here are all anxious to death."

Lu Yang looked at the battlefield and found that Liu Yunpeng had led 30,000 tauren into the enemy's central area and was massacring them there. He said, "You should attack from the flanks. I didn't expect Alfonso to be so weak.

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"Yes." He was so arrogant that he didn't care so much, and hurriedly led 100,000 blood wolves towards Alfonso's legion from both wings.

Alfonso was beaten stupid at this time. He could not understand how half of his 2 million people were killed by Lu Yang's 300,000 men in the blink of an eye.

Seeing that a large number of his players were killed without being able to hold on for even 2 seconds, Alfonso had the urge to faint.

"How is this possible? How is this possible?" Alfonso yelled in horror.

Unfortunately, his players were still dying in large numbers, and they were dying piece by piece. After only half an hour, his two million men were completely defeated by Lu Yang. The living ones fled in all directions, and the dead ones fled.

No more fighting.

"Your Excellency, President, leave quickly. We have lost this battle and can no longer fight." A vice-president said to Alfonso.

"Me?" Alfonso wanted to say a few harsh words before leaving, but he found that the blood wolf warrior closest to him was already less than 30 meters away, so he said, "Okay, let's go together."

"Boss, Alfonso wants to run away." Debuchansi sent a message from the sky.

Lu Yang jumped into the sky and saw Alfonso fleeing quickly on his mount. He flapped his wings and chased after Alfonso.

"Alfonso, where are you running?" Lu Yang roared loudly on the battlefield.