MTL - Returning From Level 900-Chapter 414 Are you here for shit?

What is the concept of 10,000 people?

It can almost fill the city gate area with water.

This can already have a "many" concept from a visual point of view.

So what about 100,000 people?

At this level of magnitude, it is basically impossible to describe it with the word "see", because it is impossible to see the edge at a glance.

The main force of the rebel army from outside the city, the black armor of a water, like a wriggling horizon, can't see the head on the left and right sides, and there is no "bottom" directly in front.

The 10,000 Gorefiends who had just surrendered to the royal family were very disappointed when they saw this scene.

Almost in just a few short steps out of the city gate, the morale dropped to freezing point.

The faces of most people are ashen, they have just surrendered, and the other side will not be given the opportunity to turn around and surrender a second time.

If it is easy to come and go, and the number of people is compared before the battle is over, then the war is like a child's play.

Take ten thousand steps back.

Even if the generals of the army on the opposite side are all stupid pigs, they can really surrender again.

These people will not have any trust or promotion after they pass.

Only the most dangerous or hard work will be left, and they are called cannon fodder to prove their worth.

at the moment.

For them, there are only two paths left, either rush forward and die in the battle, or escape and hide in all directions and live a life in darkness that dares not dare to emerge.

Thinking of these, the eyes of many people lost their color, their eyes were numb, their expressions were numb, and the whole person moved slowly with the flow like a corpse.

In their view, no matter which option they choose in the current situation, their life is over.

Unless a miracle occurs and a **** descends, it is still the kind of superlative patron saint who puts aside other affairs and rushes over and single-mindedly takes action against that side for one side!

Otherwise, the battle would have been lost from the moment the rebel army appeared.

The grief of 10,000 people spreads in circles like a tide.

Even the chief patriarchs who were released from the stone prison, recovered from their injuries and returned to life, did not hesitate to use "hundreds" to "ten thousand", but finally showed a look of despair when they used "ten thousand" to "one hundred thousand".

It's not just numbers versus size.

Although the scale of the former is larger.

But "hundreds" to "ten thousand" may also make up the gap in quantity with enough elite quality.

How can "10,000" make up for "100,000"?

What's more, in terms of quality, it is obvious that the "100,000" side is more elite.

More quantity, more refined quality.

Any reason to lose?

Where is the loss? ?

Even if you have the top magician from the mainland to help you, it is useless.

In such a large-scale battle, the great magician can only exert a certain influence on the situation unless he releases the forbidden spell, but the forbidden spell is very depleting himself.

Not to mention that Forbidden Spell's record of killings in wars is only 100,000 at most.

Or the kind of half-human anti-aircraft cannon fodder used to fight fortifications and die.

If you really want to fight the heavily armed main force in front of you, you will be lucky if you can kill 50,000 in half.

The opponent can completely fight against the forbidden spell to kill the magician in front of him!

The top magician in the mainland will come to save people, it is impossible to take their lives here, right?

This battle is over in any way.

Many leaders who have just been reborn from prison feel that their lives are dark, as if their fate is playing a joke on themselves. Are you happy if you release people from prison first and say you are free? Say sorry in the next second that you are going to die.

There is simply no story with more twists and turns than this.

The leaders are sad.

I changed the suicide note several times in my heart, but I still felt unsatisfied and refused to sign it for a long time.

at this time.

A tall man walked slowly out of the black armored troop in front. Although he also wore black armor, he had a fine gold thread tattooed on the edge of the armor.

The general in black armor and gold silk did not speak.

He just waved his hand arrogantly.

There was a commotion from the depths of the black armor.

After a while, like a row of towering giants walking up from the horizon, they separated from the crowd of black people all the way to the front.

The people at the gate of the city, who were already desperate enough, saw the giant appear, and even their last courage disappeared, and the weapons in their hands fell to the ground as if they were unknown.

Wang Wen, who happened to be leading the princess out of the crowd, heard the people around him exclaiming "Blood Giants" involuntarily. There are about dozens.

Wang Wen remembered that when Mo Ran delayed the progress, he killed nearly a hundred tall men by himself.

Can't help but feel sorry for this cumbersome army.

Bai Xia is so big, why come to fight? How good is it to take it to the grinder! How many tons of wheat can be milled in a day?

it's a pity!

The princess beside her looked at the blood giant, her body was sweating coldly, and she muttered as if to herself: "Even the last fifty blood giants have been dispatched, and they have no intention of staying alive this time!"

Wang Wen is in a hurry.

No time to answer her murmurs.

A few people "flyed" to the black armor.

After a few waves of symbolic arrow rains, Wang Wen supported the transparent barrier and fell in front of the golden thread general, trapping him who was planning to retreat into the crowd, and by the way cut off the many personal guards who were surrounding him to protect the Lord.

He said to the general in a friendly and approachable manner: "I'm sorry I'm in a hurry, are you here to surrender?"

The general was dumbfounded.

If I hadn't gotten too close at this moment, I would have ordered the blood giant to punch out this arrogant man!

Wang Wen saw that he wasted his time by not speaking.

Think about it.

Fingers clenched into fists and crushed people into rotten bananas.

Then he turned to the surrounding guards and asked loudly, "Anyone in charge? Come out and talk?"

The surrounding people scattered a few meters away with a "bang".

It seems that someone in the depths of the black armor has issued an order.

The blood giants who were originally neatly arranged as if they were standing on the runway of the station began to move, and the nearest raised leg stepped down with the sound of wind.

The soles of the feet have not yet had time to land.

The whole body was decomposed into countless blood-red powders in the air.

It seemed like some kind of magic annihilation bomb was hit, and in an instant, the complete entity was scattered into a fluffy powder.

Wang Wen controlled the energy and continued to infiltrate the rest of the blood giants.

At the same time look at the progress.

A blood giant only adds 0.1 progress.

Even if there are 50 dead lights in the audience, it will add 5 points.

He couldn't help being a little surprised.

Such a big man only made such a little progress, but the red fat man before has increased by almost a full point!

At that time, I felt that the red fat man was really a dish, and he couldn't even reach the progress of 1 point.

Are these big guys not as powerful as the red fat man?

Or is that red fat man more powerful than these big guys?

Wang Wen was brought into deep thinking by this unexpected progress value.

He thought about it.

Use the [Oath Scepter] to swear and send the guy who just gave the order.

The face in the scepter unceremoniously took away a full 0.002 "Wang Wen".

That is two thousandths of the energy.

The amount is almost imperceptible.

Wang Wen had not experienced such a cheap oath for a long, long time.

Even the price was so cheap that he couldn't believe it. He floated out and looked at Wang Wen suspiciously, as if asking, "Are you kidding me?"

Wang Wen was too lazy to pay attention to the face.

Looking at the person who sent it over, he was surprised.

In front of him was an elderly Gorefiend, and from his physical signs, he could barely infer that he was a woman.

After landing, after the initial panic, he quickly calmed down, and his eyes were fixed on Wang Wen and the others.

This basically proves the identity of the other party is not simple.

If you add the surrounding guards who were scattered around, they will charge again.

Obviously more excited and nervous than the last time to save the general.

Is in charge!

Wang Wen nodded and asked her in a friendly and approachable manner: "Old man, these troops are all yours, right? Did you bring them to surrender?"

result.

The old man did not wink, he gave Wang Wen a "bah", gritted his teeth and said, "If you dare to kill my son, I want you all to be buried with me!"

Wang Wen thought about it.

It makes sense.

He squeezed the old man into a rotten banana, turned his head and reminded the princess kindly, "Remember to bury her and the red fat man together afterwards. After all, mother and child cannot be separated from each other."

The princess's mouth is always OOOO, and there are no other expressions, very monotonous.

Wang Wen resisted the urge to find something to put in, and turned around to ask the many guards who rushed up again and did nothing again: "Is there anyone else in charge? Can you talk calmly?"

This time.

No one pays any attention to him.

They all smashed the transparent barrier with their weapons like crazy.

Energy is consumed quickly.

It's falling almost at a rate of 1/100,000th of a second.

Calculated by the amount of energy currently contained in Wang Wen's body~www.novelbuddy.com~ The opponent only needs to persevere and cut for about 186 days to cut Wang Wen out of power.

Wang Wen was a little uneasy.

Waving a group of people into rotten bananas.

The painting style suddenly became a bit abstract.

The princess beside her grew up in a peaceful age, and she has not experienced many cruel wars except for the few times when she was betrayed by a side branch.

Seeing the works in front of you are like paintings by abstract art masters.

His face turned a little red.

Supposed to be a bit white.

Wang Wen looked around at the remaining black armored troops.

Everyone who was swept by his eyes felt as if they had become the next banana that was crushed, and they backed away in fright.

View from above.

Wang Wen's eyes seemed to have lethal power. Whichever side he looked at, the Kuroshio would retreat back into a red open space.

Only the blood giants seem to have no brains.

After accepting the command, it will continue to execute until the command is completed or you burp yourself.

Wang Wen looked at the big men who were rushing towards him stupidly one by one, and then turned into blood-red powder one by one, and asked the princess with some regret: "Can you include these big men? If you can't, I will kill them all. huh?"

The princess woke up from her dream.

Wen Yan said softly, "I'll give it a try."

She pinched her earlobe and said a few words to the piece of material on it that she didn't know whether it was stone or flesh.

A few people approached cautiously at the city gate behind.

It was the blood magicians who cooperated with Wang Wen in the experiment before.

Several people came to the princess' side, separated after listening to the princess's instructions, and tried to approach the blood giants who rushed over, waving blood-red mist in their hands.

I saw those blood-red mists wrap around the blood giant's body.

Then.