Just like when dealing with Luo You in the zombie area, Hai Bohu and Xuanwu used the same trick again, and the two of them entangled Baitans, one left and one right, preparing to let Zhuque burn him to death directly.

The flame beam approaches at a high speed. Once it hits, it will be peeled even if it does not die.

"Ah!!!" With a bang, a vowgager at the front of the front rushed out, blocking Zhuque's attack route, and directly blocking the flame light with his body.

In an instant, in the terrible high temperature, the body and bones of the abandoner began to carbonize and melt, and the body was constantly dripping with viscous tissue fluid and blood, and the whole person was extremely hideous.

"Long live the commander!!!" But in the fanatical roar, the abandoner forced himself to rush toward Zhuque in the light of the flames. The runes in his body burst out with the last light and exploded.

"Boom!!!" Thanks to the defensive equipment on her body, Suzaku was not injured, but was still blown up. Before she could get up, Baitans laughed arrogantly, "Well done, shaman, it is your glory to die for the commander."

Baitans stretched his right hand and lifted Xuanwu from the ground and smashed him towards Zhuque.

The black womb under the black crystallization was extremely powerful, and Baitans had a strong force. This smash directly knocked down the defensive equipment on Zhuque's body by 10 of its energy. The two of them collided into a ball and rolled out several meters away.

Suzaku wiped the mud on his face, looked at the Wings of Freedom not far away angrily, and shouted, "What are you doing when you are standing there? Why don't you get on!"

After hearing the order, the commanders of various combat teams of the Freedom Wings flapped their arms and shouted at the team members, "Quick! Organize the defense line and support Lord Haibolu!"

"Hahaha" Baitans' ghost eyes glanced at the warriors of the Wings of Freedom. After a gloomy sneer, his voice was as loud as thunder, spreading around like a roar of a giant dragon. "The abandoners will kill them all!"

"Fight for the commander!!!!" The fanatical abandoners breathed heavily, and their veins stormed, and they could not wait. At the moment of receiving the order, they were like wild beasts that broke away from their reins, sweeping towards the Wings of Freedom with violent fighting spirit.

It is worth mentioning that the promotion system of the abandoners is different from that of other countries. They have thoroughly implemented the principle of the strong as respect and thoroughly!

After a battle, the judging of the military merits of the oath was only two people killed, and how strong people were killed!

In the camp of the oath, even if you are a small pawn before the war, if you can reach the top, you will become a general after the war and enjoy a noble status, below one person and above ten thousand people.

Similarly, if you were a noble general before the war, but you were fishing in the troubled waters and didn't kill anything, then no matter how dazzling the glory you had, after the war, you would become a pawn, like a bed bug falling into a cesspool, being spitted by later generations.

Therefore, there are few "disability" among the vowed people, because everyone knows that if they become disabled, they will be overtaken by others and their status plummeted. They would rather self-destruct gloriously and die with glory as a great warrior than survive and become a humble bedbug.

There are many problems with this barbaric promotion system, and the most direct impact is tactics. Frequent status changes make it difficult for the oath-brokens to form fixed commands. Often, when fighting starts, they fight and fight everywhere. Everyone is eager to kill people. For status, no one obeys the other, and they just hope to gain more military achievements.

In the face of commanding mature group operations, this barbaric tactic is extremely backward, which is why the oath-broken people are very strong in individual strength, but are suppressed by the Cross Church all year round.

In large-scale battles, for those cross-Church knights who formed the completion line of impact, straggler lines like the Abandoner can only be regarded as moving cannon fodder.

However, in such a small and medium-sized encounter, the crazy tactics of the Swearer became a terrible nightmare for the enemy.

In the first few rounds of volleys, the Free Wings warriors did knock down the oaths who charged forward, but these eliminated weak men were soon trampled by the oaths who rushed up later. They shouted and fought fiercely, not afraid of the dense line of fire, and kept charging until they could no longer rush.

The abandoners were like unstoppable waves. Even though people kept falling down, the entire impact line was attacking the soldiers of the Wings of Freedom.

Soon, the first oath abandoner broke through the line of fire. In the volley of guns, his whole body was covered with gun holes, more than 30. The cold gun from somewhere broke his nose, and the broken flesh and blood hung on his face, but he seemed to feel no pain. He only had the desire for killing in his heart, despised the frightened Wings of Freedom Warrior, and his bloody roared "Weak!! Face me!!!"

The abandoned man grabbed a Free Wings warrior with brute force, rolled directly into the back of the trench, and mixed with the soldiers hiding inside to shoot. They took out their pistols and shot the abandoned man in a crazy way. Some even found the right opportunity, and dug out a dagger and stabbed it into his eye.

The abandoner roared and pulled out the dagger in his eyes, lifted the people on his body away, blocked them all in the trenches, and finally tore off his clothes, revealing the shining runes on his body, and shouted frantically, "Die for the commander!!!"

"Stop him! He is going to explode!!!" The commander of this group had already shouted through his throat, and the muscles on his face were frightened by excessive fear. However, no matter how he shot, he could not stop the aggregation of the tattoos on the abandoner's body. In the end, he could only look at the sky in despair and let out a final scream "Ah!!"

"Boom!" The corpses were broken everywhere, and flesh and blood were flying everywhere.

The tragic battle situation in this trench is just a corner. As the oaths broke through the fire, the oaths who were unable to fight chose to explode themselves, blowing the defense line of the Wings of Freedom into pieces. Those who survived the cruel melee all had high-level combat power, fighting against ten, killing the Wings of Freedom warriors crying for their parents.

This is the first time that the Wings of Freedom has met the troops of the abandoners head-on. They are completely unfamiliar with the tactics of these foreigners. When the front is dispersed and disrupted, the command center fails, and the soldiers cannot receive dispatch and can only fight on their own. Without exception, each group is defeated by the fanaticism and barbarity of the abandoners, and even has no choice but to retreat.

Seeing that his front line was on the verge of collapse, Zhuque was already extremely anxious. She shouted sternly, "Xuanwu! Go and stop the follow-up troops of the abandoner. I will solve these rushing in now!"

"Human, where do you want to go?" Sisia's voice quietly rang out on the flank of Suzaku. Amid the hissing and friction between the Blood Prison and the ground, the vampire queen walked towards her with cold steps and said mercilessly, "You can't go anywhere."

"Don't be too arrogant, Luo You's little pet." Zhuque looked at Scia coldly, then winked at Xuanwu, and said, "You go over quickly, I'll deal with this ferocious beast first."

However, as soon as Zhuque finished speaking, just as Xuanwu was about to bypass Sesia, a bronze figure landed in front of him, blocking his way.

With the howling sound of the world's number one sword, Hanting Hou, Dao Kuang blocked Xuanwu, and his cold eyes seemed to be looking at a corpse.
Chapter completed!