The World’s Strongest Legion System

"Coward, what great things do you want to do with these generals." Tian Gang curled his lips in disdain, and rode on his little donkey.

Reluctantly, he looked back at the north side of the mountain, always feeling that he had missed something very important by walking.

"Junior brother, let's go, there are so many bandits, it's hard for them to survive!" Tian Yang is not stupid, he can see the extraordinaryness of Ehu and others, and he sighed with regret, and persuaded him.

But he firmly believed that his decision was not wrong, and that the eldest son Li Wenheng was the object of their support.

"Brother, let me make a bet with you, they will definitely survive."

Tiangang retorted unconvinced, thought for a while and added: "I'm talking about some people survived, not all, at least Li Wenhao can survive."

"Even if you survived, so what? If you don't work for others, how dare he not listen to the eldest son's order?"

Tian Yang patiently persuaded: "This world is ultimately a world of powerful and powerful families, everything has its own destiny, a few people are born rich and noble, become kings, marquises, and fight for the world.

Most people are born poor and humble, and it is not easy to live.

Li Wenhao is just a bastard, and it is already his blessing to be able to obey orders under the account of the eldest son. "

"Hmph!" Tian Gang was so angry that he didn't speak.

"Okay, Junior Brother!" Seeing that Tian Gang was unhappy, Tian Yang persuaded again: "At most, let's see the Eldest Young Master, and beg him to forgive him this time."

"Not rare!" Tian Gang muttered in a low voice.

Inside the temporary camp, the situation became more and more critical.

Even if the bandits were a mob without much training, they rushed up wave after wave by virtue of their absolute superiority in numbers.

After more than 3,000 people died, they still broke through the outer defense line and entered the core of the barracks.

At this point, there are no good tactics or strategies, just close-quarters slashing.

"Kill, the officers and soldiers have no spiritual power!"

"Brothers, stop the bandits, you can't retreat!"

"Cut him!"

Swords flew horizontally, blood flowed like rivers, screams and shouts of killing shook the sky, and the two sides fought together.

The strong smell of blood attracted countless birds in the mountains, and it was so dark that it hovered over the battlefield like dark clouds.

"Chirp."

Some powerful raptors, or large birds with larger bodies screamed and swooped directly from the sky. They were not afraid of humans at all, and some of them didn't even grab dead bodies, but directly grabbed living people.

Humans are fighting each other, and birds are preying on humans. This kind of war scene cannot be seen anywhere else.

After the blue-eyed tiger died, the three-headed eagle didn't send any of his direct descendants for unknown reasons.

Those sent were all leaders of some small cottages, and their strength was generally not high. Zhang Wenhe, Ehu, and other soldiers were promoted in large numbers, and they could barely hold on.

Especially Zhang Wenhe, a warlock belonging to the healing department.

After advancing to the third level, release a group healing spell, which can heal two or three hundred soldiers, and the healing effect is better, which greatly alleviates the reduction of wounded soldiers.

As the fight continued, the corpses of both sides piled up into a low wall, and their spiritual and physical strength were basically exhausted.

"Ehu, hold on, I'll go to the back to recover my spiritual power, and I'll be right back!"

Zhang Wenhe ate a qi and blood pill, threw a single-body treatment for Ehu, turned his head and ran back.

Without spiritual power, he is helpless.

"Don't worry, with me here, they won't be able to become arrogant and sweep away thousands of troops!"

Erhu stood in the middle, roared without turning his head, squeezed the spiritual power that had just appeared in his body, swung the long knife in his hand, and chopped down seven or eight bandits.

After finally taking a few deep breaths to take a rest, in the blink of an eye, several bandits rushed up again.

This is the case everywhere on the battlefield.

Ordinary soldiers can take turns to rest, but no one can replace Ehu. He can only carry it from head to tail by himself, and his tired calves are trembling.

At this time, the two sides have completely become a confrontation of willpower. More than 300 people were killed or injured on the Fire Crow Army, and the rest took a Qi and Blood Pill, and with the blessing of the system and all attributes, they desperately persisted.

Bandits don't have such willpower. After more than 5,000 deaths, they are full of corpses, blood, and the smell of blood is suffocating. Such an environment is the greatest test of willpower.

"Quick, save me quickly."

"Woooo, I don't want to die."

"I won't fight anymore!"

Even the new bandit's legs became weak and his whole body became weak. Finally, the bandit began to collapse and turned around to run for his life.

"Hoo hoo," Ehu slashed at the two bandits in front of him, and suddenly his eyes were blank, "Plop," he sat on the ground with only one thought in his mind, finally he could rest for a while.

"Woooo," before Ehu recovered, the sound of horns came from the south, and he reluctantly got up to see that red flags appeared in the mountains and forests in the distance.

On the flag is a big eagle with three heads.

This team of bandits was different from the three-headed eagle team in front of them. They wore uniform black leather armor and held long spears in a neat line.

In the chaotic team of bandits, it is very dazzling.

During the march, there was an aura of the regular army of Da Youchao.

"It's the raptor army of three-headed eagles!" Ehu muttered in a low voice, and stood up straight with a solemn expression.

The three-headed eagle is different from other bandit leaders. He imitated his subordinates to the Dayou army, with three thousand as an army, and formed a raptor army.

He is well-known in this area, and has defeated the army of Langya Kingdom many times.

"Ehu, retreat!" Zhang Wenhe ran over from behind panting, his face equally solemn.

Ehu looked around. On the battlefield, there were only more than 400 soldiers of the Fire Crow Army who could still stand up. With moist eyes, he nodded vigorously.

"The whole army retreats and fires rockets!"

"Hoo hoo," the fire burned, billowing black smoke shot straight into the sky, and the circling birds flew away in all directions.

They had already prepared to set fire to the camp. Before the bandits launched a new attack, the soldiers set fire to the camp one by one, and retreated north with each other's support.

Except for a small amount of rations taken away, all the remaining food, grass and luggage were burned.

"Master, the Fire Crow Army set fire to the camp, let's chase it or not."

On a hillside in the south, there were dozens of people sitting or standing. Rattle Fox, the second head of the general village, shook the feather fan in his hand and asked in a low voice.

"What's the hurry, you send someone to look for an opportunity to tell this Li Wenhao about the smuggling of pills and Xuanbing by Qingyanghou and King Langya to the Turks.

Only by muddying the water can we benefit from it. How beneficial is it to kill Li Wenhao alone? "

After the three-headed eagle finished speaking, he unhurriedly threw a piece of roast meat into his mouth and chewed it.

Following his movements, the two fist-sized tumors on the back of his neck also jumped and jumped, and the nickname of the three-headed eagle also came from this.

The three-headed eagle, the leader of the seventy-two villages in the Hengduan Mountains, turned out to be a deformed child.

"Jiujiu," a big bird flew overhead, and the three-headed vulture looked up, with a flash of light in its eyes.

"Plop." With a sound, the big bird fell from the air, struggled a few times, got up in a panic, flapped its wings and flew away.

Behind him, a group of bandit leaders not far away turned pale, and a thought popped up in his heart at the same time.

The fifth-level spiritual sea realm opens up the spiritual sea and releases mental power.