The defeat of Shenglong Empire has been decided. All that remains is to see how to deal with the monsoon smoke.
It's a pity that Huna, who was in the war, could not see clearly. He thought he could win completely, but he was defeated. Under the attack of the dead spirit army and the giant divine army, he couldn't arrange the whole army's counterattack in the shortest ti.
The signs of defeat are beginning to show.
On the side of monsoon smoke, there is no difficulty in fighting a group of people who are afraid of the world. She glanced at the situation of the battlefield below. Sure enough, after Huna was blinded by the previous attacks, she couldn't think of organizing the mage to resist her thunder.
Looking at the dead soul soldiers and the people of the holy dragon Empire mixed together, they couldn't fight each other, and the corner of the mouth of the monsoon smoke slightly raised a smile.
She raised her hand without trace, and a white shadow fell from her cuff, while the others in the bitter battle did not pay attention to the monsoon smoke at all.
One of the folded thousand paper cranes slipped from the cuff of jifengyan. The white thousand paper crane slowly fell down along the wind and fell beside gongzhengyu, who was protected by Yanluo hall and others.
As soon as Gong Zhengyu saw the appearance of the thousand paper cranes, he imdiately raised a smile at the corners of his mouth. He subconsciously controlled the dead spirits and began to drive away the people of the holy dragon empire in a certain direction.
The army of the holy dragon Empire didn't realize what was wrong. Seeing a breakthrough, they didn't think much about it, so they moved in that direction.
Hundreds of thousands of soldiers, unconsciously, pushed into a broken city, which was huge and full of ruins. Many soldiers began to seek shelter to avoid the attack from the sky thunder and the dead.
Huna sat on the horse, and the heavy swords in his hands were chopping at the nearby dead spirits. However, the dead spirits were not afraid of his heavy swords at all. After a sword was chopped, they quickly stood up again, which made Huna want to go crazy.
Unconsciously, Huna and the army of the holy dragon Empire were completely driven into the abandoned city.
Before, they had been chasing their dead army, but suddenly stopped pursuing. They didn't step into the city, just kept shaking, standing outside the city, staring at the people in the city with gray eyes.
But in half a day, there were only 500000 soldiers left in the 800000 army of the holy dragon Empire, and the number of losses was astonishing. Most of them were swallowed up by the dead spirit army.
The 300, 000 people who died directly beca the army of the dead, and beca the force to encircle them.
Those who are still struggling to kill the world, after seeing that other people have retreated, have no heart to fight any more. They seize the opportunity and rush to the city. They don't want to fight against the monster of monsoon smoke any more.
Looking at the last annihilator hiding in the city, the monsoon smoke standing on the top of the ancient dragon's head and mouth raised a bad smile, her eyes suddenly fell to the red pupil standing below.
The red pupil perceives the vision of the monsoon smoke and nods slightly.
In fact, all these arrangents were planned by Chi Tong himself. After he determined that the commander of the holy dragon empire was an exterminator with little combat experience, he directly reduced the number of troops in the battle to the maximum.
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