Volume 1 Chapter 1037 Soldiers Retreat
Chapter 1037 Soldiers retreat
As they surrounded them, a team flew over from behind the soldiers, wearing golden clothes and armor, and rushed towards the black-clad team.
These two teams were the elite teams of both sides, and they killed endlessly as soon as they appeared. Before they appeared, the cultivators on both sides had rules to follow when killing people. At least everyone's cultivation was equal. Even if they wanted to kill easily, they had to have the strength to do so. Therefore, although the scene was tragic, the casualties on both sides were always controlled within a certain range. However, as soon as these two teams appeared, human lives were no longer human lives, and they could be trampled on like weeds.
Wherever they passed, they did not distinguish between enemies and friends. As long as there was someone blocking the way, they would kill them with one move. The team of 300 people, in groups of three, was like a sharp arrow, which would never look back after being shot.
After the appearance of the black-clad team, Zhang Pa and others felt much less pressure, and they could relax for a rare moment. During this period of fighting, I forgot that I was a cultivator, but a soldier who rushed forward to kill. I felt a little strange in my heart.
Since the appearance of the black-clad team, Mao Si and the big guy and others stopped advancing and stabilized the defense line, neither advancing nor retreating, just standing on this line to kill. Zhang Pa naturally followed their footsteps, while carefully dealing with the soldiers who attacked him, while paying attention to the black-clad team.
The big guy next to him casually said: "Don't look at them, no matter how brave they are, no one is willing to go."
Zhang Pa was a little confused. Why would no one want to go to such a powerful and terrifying team?
Not only did Mao Si and others stop moving forward, but the nearly 10,000 cultivators on their front line did the same, as if these 300 people could replace them to guard the gate.
Because the cultivators guarding the gate stopped moving forward, and the soldiers swarmed around, more than 300 black-clad killers were already surrounded by the enemy, but these people were not in a hurry, their faces were calm, as if they were not fighting, but admiring flowers in the garden, walking and lifting their feet were extremely relaxed, but this kind of ease was always beneficial, and anyone who blocked them could not withstand a round.
It was a pity that no matter how powerful they were, they were only more than 300 people, while the opponent was more than 10,000 people desperately besieging them, and they kept them here with their lives.
At this time, another black team flew behind Zhang Pa, and then another one, a total of three black teams like three sharp arrows, piercing the soldiers, killing people was easier than cutting vegetables. Judging from the fighting situation between the two sides at this time, the soldiers did not seem to be very powerful.
The cultivators and soldiers had fought countless times, and both sides knew each other's fighting habits. Seeing the three black teams showing off their power, the soldiers entangled them with human lives, while dozens of golden armor teams flew over, and surrounded the three teams together with the team just now, and several masters directly bombarded them with powerful magic.
Everyone was originally in the realm of gods and men, and the use of magic was fast, but because there were many people on the battlefield and accidents were prone to occur, everyone rarely used magic that took a little time. At this time, there were countless soldiers as substitutes to die, and the high-level cultivators also freed up their hands to attack the opponent with magic.
This time, the magic attack was more fierce than the fireballs that attacked Zhang Pa just now. Thin sword shadows that looked weak and powerless stabbed directly at the black-clad team. When the long sword stabbed, of course there was a shield to defend against it. A huge shield shining with golden light suddenly appeared in the void, blocking the black-clad men.
If we only look at the virtual sword and the real shield, it is obvious that the shield is slightly better, but the fact is that several thin swords stabbed and the huge golden shield was pierced.
The black-clad team was very familiar with the soldiers' attack methods. When the golden shield was first broken, someone shouted: "Disperse." The team immediately dispersed, and the sharp arrows turned into a pile of sharp arrows, stabbing into the soldiers.
They knew the soldiers, and the soldiers also knew them. As soon as the black-clad team dispersed, several golden armor teams immediately divided and surrounded them. They had a large number of people and a lot of meat shields, so everyone could make full use of magic, so all kinds of strange spells were seen attacking the scattered black-clad team members.
At this moment, the huge gas shield outside the battlefield flashed brightly, and tongues of fire spewed out from the huge star hole behind Zhang Pa, burning towards the cracks and holes. No one knows where this fire came from, and it can burn the gas shield out of thin air.
As soon as the red fire appeared, the soldiers withdrew immediately. The fire seemed to have a way to restrain the soldiers. As long as they were touched by the flames, the soldiers' movements immediately became difficult, and Zhang Pa's side could reap the lives of their opponents.
When the red fire burned all over the protective gas shield in the air, rows of huge cannons suddenly appeared in the starry sky outside the gas shield, all aimed at the gas shield, and no one could hear the order, and thousands of cannons roared and bombarded the gas shield.
Look at the pile of cannons, look at the momentum, I'm afraid it's going to blow up the entire star. Unfortunately, although the cannon is powerful, it can only extinguish the red fire, and it is useless for the gas shield. It's like the wind blew over, and the gas shield didn't even move. No wonder the soldiers didn't discharge the cannons when they attacked the gas shield at the beginning.
The cannon blew up the red fire, and the gas shield could not recover by itself, so more soldiers rushed to the gas shield, holding a giant axe made of a strange material to chop the gas shield. Not long after, cracks appeared in the gas shield again.
But when the cannon stopped bombarding, the red fire came out to burn the gas shield again. No matter how cold-blooded the soldiers were, they had to wait until the soldiers attacking the gas shield retreated before they could bombard. When the attacking soldiers retreated, the red fire could quickly repair the gas shield. Seeing the red fire repairing the gas shield, the cannon would explode again to extinguish the red fire, and then the soldiers would attack the gas shield again, forming a cycle.
In this cycle, soldiers rushed into the gas shield from time to time, and naturally many soldiers were beaten back and killed. Tens of thousands of people from both sides fought fiercely, and a stalemate was formed temporarily. The black-clad team, which was supposed to break the stalemate, was temporarily surrounded by the golden-armored soldiers of the soldiers because of tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands of battles in the past, which made the opponent understand their fighting methods. Many people were injured or killed.
If the battle situation remained like this, the final outcome, at best, would be a lose-lose situation. Zhang Pa thought that the gods would never tolerate such a thing. He wanted to ask others, but the people around him were not highly cultivated and fought the soldiers with all their strength. It was not as easy as him, so they had no time and mood to pay attention to him.
Zhang Pa killed easily, and the big guy around him benefited a lot. He only had to deal with one side of the enemy. Zhang Pa was afraid that all the enemies on this side would be cleared, so he didn't have to worry at all.
It was nothing but killing, nothing but blood and flesh flying everywhere. If it was a little more tragic, there would be more blood. Zhang Pa could be said to have grown up in battle. Although he often tried to escape, it did not affect his understanding of battle, so he was ruthless in killing people. No matter how kind a person is, his kindness must be distinguished between timing and object. Being kind to the enemy is to find fault with yourself.
This battle lasted for five hours, almost a whole day. Nearly half of the cultivators on the defensive side were killed or injured, and the number of soldiers was more than doubled. However, the most tragic was the three black-clothed teams, and there were less than a hundred people who could still stand and fight. On the other hand, although the other side's golden armor guards suffered serious casualties, they had more people, and there were still several teams besieging the black-clothed men.
As for the huge gas shield on the outermost edge, it had been tossing between repair and rupture for half a day. It was precisely because of its powerful self-repair function that it blocked the soldiers' way and prevented the cultivators with fewer people from being defeated.
After five hours of killing, the number of balls on the heads of soldiers that Zhang Pa had cut off had already exceeded a hundred, perhaps nearly a thousand, indicating that he had indeed killed a lot of people. Zhang Pa was a little tired of killing, and complained: "When will it end?"
It seemed that his call had worked. There were many military tents at the exit of the star cave. At this time, soldiers from the God Realm flew in formation from the direction of the big tent. Soon, teams of God Realm warriors in gold, silver, red or white came to the battlefield. These people were fresh troops, with high cultivation and large numbers. Once they entered the battlefield, they controlled the entire battle situation. Each of them was as strong as the black team, and they easily defeated the soldiers, presenting a one-sided killing scene.
At this time, Mao Si rarely said a word: "Let's go." After saying that, he withdrew and flew back. The big man followed. Zhang Pa hesitated and left with them. Not only did they leave, but the cultivators who survived the entire defense line behaved in this way. Seeing that the enemy was exhausted, they did not fight back, but retreated and ignored it.
In fact, there is really no need to pay attention. The warriors of the God Realm appeared and easily defeated the soldiers, forcing them to retreat in groups to the air caves in the rear that had not yet recovered. At this time, if someone was caught in the middle of the soldiers, they would definitely be killed by the warriors of the God Realm. These people were even crazier than the black-clothed team when they killed people.
Zhang Pa flew back and watched them kill, thinking: "It turns out that we are just sent to die."
It was originally a very aggrieved thing for the cultivators who ascended from the three realms to fight the enemy on behalf of the people of the God Realm. But I didn't expect that even if you fight for others, the people in the God Realm may not look down on you. Here, the cultivators who used to be high and mighty in all realms suddenly became cannon fodder. If the pile of cannons outside the starry sky can really hit in, they will become real cannon fodder.
Seeing all this, Zhang Pa was of course depressed, but what can he do if he is depressed? Aren't you still advancing and retreating with others?
There was a fear that nearly 10,000 cultivators would charge for the God Realm soldiers. The God Realm soldiers who had retained their strength would easily win, and successively eliminated teams of soldiers and soldiers, forcing the soldiers to gather together quickly.
There were pursuers in front and gas shields blocking behind. The soldiers were surrounded. If they could not think of a way to deal with it, the God Realm soldiers would easily kill them all. At this time, several soldiers flew out, and I don’t know what magic they used. They suddenly hit the gas shield, and their bones and flesh were scattered into blood foam, splashing blood mist all over the sky. This piece of blood mist splashed on the transparent gas shield, turning this piece of gas shield into a piece of residual red.
The gas shield turned red, as if it had lost its protective function. Countless soldiers and warriors rushed to the gas shield at a high speed, and saw the light flashing on the gas shield. Tens of thousands of soldiers had already escaped outside the gas shield.
No matter what kind of restriction or magic array, it is many times easier to destroy it from the inside than from the outside. The soldiers relied on this point to sacrifice their lives and cover their companions to escape.