Chapter 583 Make More Efforts

The eight generals in a rage were like a tiger rushing into a flock of sheep, swinging a big hammer up and down, which made Wang Zhu next to him inexplicably think of Li Yuanba, the peerless general on earth.

This eight and a half catties really has Li Yuanba's unrivaled heroism of "beating a man like hammering a fly", but unfortunately, this guy is too tall, tall and mighty, not like Li Yuanba's yellow and thin face with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks. Otherwise it would be perfect.

Wang Zhu watched the Eighth General while killing him, and the Eighth General was also watching him. The two looked at each other, and the Eighth General immediately became angry, and the big hammer became more and more fierce.

Wang Chu didn't know, the Eighth General saw his amazing force, and once suspected that he might really be the God of Darkness, but Wang Zhu's performance was too despicable and shameless, especially Wang Zhu's wretched smile, which was not like the legend at all. The wise and mighty god of darkness.

From the point of view of the Eighth General, Wang Zhu's sneak attack on the silver-armored paladin was definitely not something that the God of Darkness could drive out...

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Forty years of changes in the world, many people who had close contact with Wang Zhu have either become high-ranking officials or have passed away. Among the new generation of barbarians, the God of Darkness is an invincible and deified hero. Heroes like this are naturally upright and will never do those brazen things.

The Eighth General never dreamed that in the minds of the older generation of barbarians, Wang Chu was a brazen image. However, those people were all loyal believers of Wang Chu, so naturally they did not dare to "slander" Wang Chu's reputation. Although Wang Chu doesn't have much reputation, as a senior member of the Dark God Cult, it is his responsibility and obligation to maintain the image of the Dark God.

Just when the White Turban Army was fighting in full swing, suddenly, there was a dense sound of horseshoes in the distance, and the ground trembled.

Reinforcement from the Crusaders arrives.

"Walk!"

Although the Eighth General was furious, but as the commander, his mind was always clear, keeping in mind the bottom line of not being obsessed with fighting, he glanced at the burning spaceship base, and suddenly yelled.

After hearing the voice of the Eighth General, the White Turban Army who was wreaking havoc immediately rushed towards the city gate according to the established plan.

Originally divided into more than a dozen teams, they converged like a trickle, and in an instant, hundreds of white scarves had gathered around the Eighth General without the slightest stagnation.

"Grandma's, it really is well-trained!"

Looking at the quick response ability of hundreds of white scarves,

Wang Zhu was speechless to himself.

Wang Zhu didn't know that the army led by the Eighth General was the elite troops of Blade Peak, and all of them were fighters who could count as ten. When this army set off from Blade Peak, both Blade Peak and Stone City had high hopes for this army.

"Whoosh whoosh whoosh whoosh..."

Hundreds of white scarf soldiers rushed towards the city gate under the leadership of the eight generals, and collided head-on with a group of cavalry.

The White Scarves had been prepared for a long time. Before the collision, they bent their bows and set their arrows one by one. Hundreds of sharp arrows shot at the unprepared cavalry. Amidst a burst of screams, the Eighth General had already taken the lead and waved his arrows. He rushed into the chaotic cavalry with a sledgehammer, and the sledgehammer fell on the horse-headed man like raindrops. Suddenly, people turned on their backs, blood flowed into rivers, and corpses piled up like mountains.

"Grandma, it really looks like Li Yuanba." Seeing the invincible Eighth General, Wang Zhu once again thought of Li Yuanba, "Hey, it's not bad to create a character like Li Yuanba."

Thinking of this, Wang Zhu decided to encourage the Eighth General to replace the Qinglong Yanyue Saber with two big hammers.

The killing efficiency of one hammer may be a bit slower, but if it is two big hammers, the efficiency has doubled.

Thinking of being able to create a hero like Li Yuanba, Wang Chu felt inexplicably excited.

Many times, great history is in the mind of some people.

In the midst of Wang Zhu's obsession, the Eighth General led hundreds of white scarves, and rushed back to the main city from the inner city like a tornado. The sound of the explosion, in the sound of the landslide and the ground cracking, the whole city was trembling...

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The entire city of God is in chaos.

The crusaders did not know how many enemies there were.

Because the werewolf set the fire, many ordinary people ran to the street, which made the situation more complicated and caused a lot of trouble for the Crusaders rushing to help.

The feats made by the three hundred werewolves were not inferior to the group of barbarians led by the Eighth General. Their hurricane-like speed and ferocious strength caused huge damage to the city.

The three hundred savages also kept in mind Wang Zhu's words--Soldiers are expensive and fast, and they will never love to fight!

Think about it, what a terrifying thing it is for three hundred werewolves, who are as fast as lightning and far more ferocious than wolves, to destroy a city. Wherever they pass, either blood flows into rivers or flames soar into the sky. What scares the crusaders the most is, Their jumping ability is amazing, from the street to the ridge, flying over the eaves and walls, walking on the ground all the way, causing the crusaders to chase and intercept the city exhausted, but they can't even see their backs, and often hear the voice of werewolves in the distance. At that time, all I could see were corpses all over the ground and raging flames.

The chaos lasted for two full hours. When the Crusaders from a barracks not far from God City came to suppress it, the White Turban Army was still wreaking havoc in the city.

When the Crusaders deployed to encircle and suppress, the White Scarf Army rushed out of the city gate to the south like a hurricane. There was a virgin forest stretching for hundreds of miles.

Without the cooperation of the spaceship, even with the courage of the crusaders, they dare not chase into the virgin forest. You know, those werewolves are the kings of the forest...

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"Hahaha, it's really hearty!" In the woods, the Eighth General laughed heartily, and said to Wang Zhu: "If we go back alive, I promise to forgive you for disrespecting the God of Darkness."

"Thank you Eighth General." Wang Zhu didn't bother to explain, and nodded and bowed with a flattering expression. He didn't dare to argue with the eighth general at this time, which would affect his fighting spirit.

"Let's go, let's find a place to rest and fight again tomorrow!" The Eighth General was full of pride. At this moment, the eight generals are in a good mood, even if they die in battle, it is worth dying, because in this battle, they have completed the mission set initially, and it is very perfect. After counting, the casualties of the White Turban Army Unexpectedly, it didn't exceed one hundred. Facing such a big achievement, the price was simply negligible.

"No, we're just getting started!" Wang Zhu said with a sinister smile.

"It's just started... what do you mean?" The Eighth General was taken aback.

"Think about it, the Crusaders' barracks guarding the city of God are now empty, if we kill the Crusaders' barracks at this time, what will happen?" Wang Zhu quacked.

"Sneak attack on the crusaders' barracks?!" The eighth general stood up for a while, staring at Wang Zhu with a pair of leopard eyes, with an incredulous expression on his face. He did not expect that Wang Zhu would be so bold that he would dare to sneak attack a garrisoned camp with more than a thousand people. The barracks of tens of thousands of crusaders.

"Eight generals, this is an excellent opportunity for you to become famous in one fell swoop. You should think about it carefully. Once we succeed, it will be recorded in the annals of history and our name will last forever! Moreover, you can also be given the surname king by the temple... oh... no, no, It's not just that the Eighth General's surname is Wang, I believe that everyone here has the opportunity to be given the surname of Wang!" Wang Zhu immediately threw out the bait.

really!

Wang Zhu's words incited the White Turban Army, and the eyes of the soldiers shot an extremely fanatical light.

"War is death, surrender is also death; it is better to die than to die; death without restraint, death in battle is eternal. Moreover, war is not inevitable, life is still alive, light can be used as a lesson; if you win, the bargaining chip will rise sharply If you are flat, there is more room for negotiation. If you surrender, you will undoubtedly die, and you will die extremely uselessly; moreover, you will be sorry for the god of darkness, and you will be sorry for the status of being able to fight werewolves and barbarians. Because, when the Crusaders came, other nations could only live a life of being humiliated and oppressed. Rather than dying in humiliation, it is better to die in a vigorous battle!"

The Eighth General's leopard eyes were sparkling in the dark forest. He knew very well that this would be a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

"We are the people of the God of Darkness, we are the descendants of the God of War, and we are invincible!" Wang Zhu added fuel to the fire without losing the opportunity, and bragged about himself by the way.

More than a thousand pairs of eyes were filled with fighting spirit.

"To be a hero in life is to be a hero in death!" Wang Zhu racked his brains to come up with a suitable sentence.

"Okay, life is a hero, death is a ghost! Good sentence, good sentence! Brothers, let the Crusaders see the combat effectiveness of our alliance army today!"

No one spoke, but everyone raised their bright scimitars.

The cold metal shone with startling light in the dark forest.

The Eighth General rushed to the Crusader Barracks first, and the White Turban Army followed silently behind him, quiet, solemn, and murderous...

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It was less than ten miles from the position of the White Turban Army to the Crusaders' barracks. At the speed of werewolves and barbarians, it took only half an hour to arrive.

When the White Scarf Army arrived at the barracks in the dark, the soldiers in the barracks were still rushing to the city of God.

Just adjusted the formation slightly, hundreds of archers of the White Turban Army began to shoot at the crusaders who set out from the gate of the barracks.

too suddenly!

Faced with this sudden blow, the Crusaders suffered merciless shooting from the front before they could react at all.

After two rounds of bows and arrows were shot down, the crusaders at the gate of the barracks had already fallen a large number of corpses, and the surviving crusaders were completely stunned and fled in fright.

"kill!"

The Eighth General held the big hammer and rushed to the gate of the barracks first.

"kill!"

More than a thousand white scarf soldiers followed closely behind the Eighth General and Wang Zhu, pouring into the crusaders' barracks like a flood.

Just like in the City of God, the werewolves are still the vanguard. Their ferocious strength and super jumping ability make them like a hot knife pierced into butter, invincible all the way, like a broken bamboo.

The barbarians are in groups of several people, forming a serial battle formation one by one, following behind the werewolves to kill the fleeing crusaders...

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