"Please follow me, reinforcements are ahead! Victory is right in front of you!"

Mu Shaoan roared loudly at this time. He snatched eight heads in that round just now, which made him look particularly brave in combat. Although these twenty or so soldiers of the Demacia Empire did not recognize him, it did not affect their camp trust. Especially after a big kill, these soldiers were also very upright and screamed without thinking, chasing Mu Shaoan to another gap in the city wall not far away.

Several of the little officers hesitated for a moment, but didn't say anything. How could there be so many things on this battlefield of life and death?

However, they didn't know that although Mu Shaoan was thinking of stealing the head, he was worried that one or two virus night walkers would suddenly appear among the virus soldiers, and even C-level virus elites would appear. Then he couldn't stand it, but it would be different if he could follow more than 20 friendly troops around him.

As the saying goes, only muddy water can make a fish!

But Mu Shaoan still thought too much. The position he chose was originally the edge of the battlefield, which was the place with the least virus elite. Even if there were one or two, he had to greet the elite soldiers of the Seventh Legion, and the rest were all big road goods.

So after keenly discovering this, Mu Shaoanke really became energetic and screamed, relying on his new force, relying on his full burst value, relying on his combat skills, wielding the iron shield and long sword, killing this majesty, wherever he passes, invincible!

He stole the limelight, and he also stole a lot of people, and this experience value rose rapidly.

And he is so brave that other soldiers of the Seventh Legion who were in a stalemate were happy to follow him all the way. They also know the ancient essence of having more people and great strength and easy fighting.

So in less than ten minutes, Mu Shaoan followed nearly a hundred soldiers from the Seventh Legion and defeated four or five groups of virus soldiers. Although everyone was tired, their morale was really unspeakable.

Of course, there is no need to worry about the art of command at this time. Just rushing down all the time, the snowball is getting bigger and bigger.

Finally, when Mu Shaoan and others defeated a group of more than 100 virus soldiers again, they met the real elite.

There is no warning.

There were originally seventeen or eighteen virus deserters ahead, but when blood and sword light flashed, these virus deserters turned into corpses and fell to the ground. This was so neat and neat.

At first, Mu Shaoan felt that he had encountered his friendly troops, but the next moment, his hair was standing upside down. Fifteen meters away, there were only twenty people standing side by side.

Everyone was wearing black armor, black cloak, and holding two swords, standing upright!

There are not many people, but that momentum is like a large reef, and you can't do anything even if you are stormy.

"D-class virus night walker?"

"Dark Night Legion!"

——

Mu Shaoan began to complain in his heart. Although he had killed a D-level virus spellcaster before, he actually took a lot of advantage. This virus night walker, who is also a D-level virus, is a real melee elite. The two double swords can dance without airtight. Thinking about the fact that even a burly man like Sharp and Kester, was killed by others and retreated repeatedly, and was full of danger.

In the end, he retreated calmly under the siege of everyone. Mu Shaoan asked himself whether he had this strength.

In fact, it was not just him, but the soldiers of the other Seventh Legion were also stagnant. Over the years, they had seen enough of the combat effectiveness of this terrible virus Night Walker, especially when they formed thousands and tens of thousands of people, known as the Dark Night Legion, it was extremely terrifying. Among the major legions of the Demacia Empire, only the Fearless Pioneer Legion led by Veteran General Galen and the Imperial First Imperial Guard Legion led by His Majesty the Emperor could compete head-on.

The second-rate local garrison legion like the stepmother is far from an opponent, especially the first time they are new recruits on the battlefield.

This fear has already penetrated into the minds of every soldier in the long war of the past one hundred and thirty years, and has almost turned into a nightmare.

It's really a joke to say that nearly one hundred soldiers of the Seventh Legion were frightened by twenty soldiers of the Dark Night Legion.

But this is by no means a joke!

Regardless of the other party's name, the momentum of confrontation at this moment is completely suppressed.

For a moment, Mu Shaoan's scalp was numb. He actually wanted to retreat, but behind him were soldiers from the Seventh Legion, and many people looked at him at the same time.

Even the twenty virus night walkers on the opposite side also stared at Sen Han's eyes.

I'll rub it, do you think I'm fucking?

I am not an officer, I am not a master, I am just here to get a bargain!

Mu Shaoan really wanted to shout like this.

His basic sword technique is only 97 o'clock at present, but the twenty vicious basic sword techniques opposite him are estimated to be at least 150 o'clock.

His four-dimensional attributes are currently only around 45 points, but the virus night walkers on the opposite side are all full-dimensional attributes of 75 points.

Can this gap be easily compensated?

Or does he want to die more happily?

But despite this, Mu Shaoan also knew that he could not just be so stalemate. Once the momentum was abolished, he would stop trying to be strong. So he gritted his teeth and shouted: "Brothers, there is death and no life! There is advance and no retreat! Kill me!"

Then Mu Shaoan Qingdun rushed out, but he felt something was wrong after rushing three or four meters away. Because there was no movement behind, all the soldiers of the Seventh Legion, which had nearly a hundred people, retreated back.

After shrank, they actually retreated more than ten meters backwards, and it seemed that they wanted to continue shrank backwards.

Damn it!

You are not a thoughtless NPC. You are the heirs of Demacia's power. Why can't you even compare with the puppet program soldiers?

What about to play together?

What about the promise to watch the sunset together?

Three liters of vomiting blood!

(At this time, we must make a serious statement to prevent everyone from shouting Demacia's power to kill me. These soldiers are from second-rate local garrison corps, and the war has lasted for more than a hundred years, so the elite veterans who dare to fight will either die of old age or die of battle. Most of the remaining ones are inadequately trained new recruits or weak soldiers. Of course, if it is the Fearless Pioneer Legion of Boss Garen, it will be another matter)

Then Mu Shaoan froze in place, sweating profusely. The nearly 100 friendly troops behind him ran faster than rabbits. Although the more elite friendly troops in the west, the main force of the Seventh Legion, was launching a full charge, they were still 40 or 50 meters away.

Fifty meters opposite him, a leader of a virus legion was trying to reorganize the army, and the twenty powerful night walkers were standing twelve meters away in front of him.

I'll tell you, it's really full of deep malice.

He also wanted to turn around and run away, but he also knew that the consequence of doing so was to die faster.

"Uh, everyone, I think this may be a beautiful misunderstanding-"

(Thanks to the book friend Silver Chariot Soul-Supering Song, I will never go past, Egg Fragrance, Evil Flame Demon, Knight Daoming, In the week, Cold Cambrian Strike, Dragon Young Master, Field Weeds, etc. for rewards and support)
Chapter completed!