The eight generals in a rage ran into the flock of sheep like tigers, waving a big hammer up and down, which made Wang Fan next to him inexplicably remember Li Yuanba, the peerless general on earth.

These eight and a half pounds really have Li Yuanba's heroic spirit of "a hammered man is like a hammered fly". Unfortunately, this guy is too majestic, tall and majestic, and does not have the smell of Li Yuanba's sharp-mouthed monkey cheeks and thin cheeks, otherwise he would have been perfect.

Wang Fan watched the Eight Generals while killing him, and the Eight Generals were also observing him. The two looked at each other and the Eight Generals immediately became angry, and a big hammer became more and more fierce.

Wang Mo didn't know that when the Eight Generals saw his amazing force, they once suspected that he might be the God of Darkness, but Wang Mo's performance was so despicable, especially Wang Mo's obscene smile, which was not like the legendary wise and powerful Darkness God.

In the eyes of the Eight Generals, Wang Mo's sneak attack on the Silver Armored Paladin was definitely not something the God of Darkness could have driven out...

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After 40 years of changes in the world, many people who came into close contact with Wang Fan either became high-ranking officials or had passed away. Among the new generation of barbarians, the God of Darkness is a hero who is invincible and deified. The so-called hero is naturally upright and will never do those shameless things.

The Eight Generals never dreamed that Wang Mo was a shameless image in the minds of the older generation of barbarians. However, those people were all loyal believers of Wang Mo, so they naturally did not dare to "slander" Wang Mo's reputation. Although Wang Mo had no reputation, as a senior member of the Dark God Cult, maintaining the image of the Dark God is a responsibility and obligation.

Just as the White Turban Army was in full swing, suddenly, a dense sound of horse hooves came from afar, and the earth was trembling.

The reinforcements of the Crusaders came.

"Walk!"

Although the Eight Generals were extremely angry, as the head coach, his brain was always awake. He kept in mind the bottom line of not being able to fight. He glanced at the spaceship base where the flames were soaring into the sky, and shouted suddenly.

After hearing the voice of the Eight Generals, the White Turban Army, who was trying to destroy, immediately rushed towards the city gate according to the established plan.

It was originally divided into more than a dozen teams, gathering like streams. In an instant, hundreds of white scarf troops had gathered around the Eight Generals without any stagnation, which really made them look like a mountain.

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

Looking at the rapid reaction ability of hundreds of White Turban Army, Wang Fan was secretly shocked.

Wang Mo didn't know that the army led by the Eight Generals was the elite troops of the Blade Peak, and all of them were soldiers of ten. When this army set out from Blade Peak, both the Blade Peak and the Stone City had high hopes for this army.

"Swoosh swish swish swish swish swish swish swish swish swish..."

Hundreds of White Scarlet Army rushed towards the city gate under the leadership of the Eight Generals and collided head-on with a team of cavalry.

The White Turban Army was prepared. In the moment before the collision, they bent their bows and arrows, and hundreds of sharp arrows shot at the unprepared cavalry. Amid a scream, the eight generals had already led the way, wielding a big hammer and rushed into the chaotic cavalry. The hammer fell like raindrops on the head of the horse-headed man. For a moment, people were raised and horses were overturned, blood flowing into a river, and corpses were piled up like mountains.

"Grandma, I really have the aura of Li Yuanba." Looking at the eight generals who were invincible all the way, Wang Stupid thought of Li Yuanba again, "Hehe, it's also good to create a character like Li Yuanba."

Thinking of this, Wang Mo decided to instigate the Eight Generals to replace the Qinglong Yanyue Sword with two big iron hammers.

The killing efficiency of a hammer may be a little slower. If it is two big hammers, the efficiency will be increased exponentially.

Thinking about how he could create a hero like Li Yuanba, Wang Mo was inexplicably excited.

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

In Wang Fan's fantasy, the Eight Generals led hundreds of white scarf troops back to the main city like a tornado. At this time, the spaceship base in the inner city was thick and smoke rolling, and the fires soared into the sky, and the earth-shaking explosion sounded from time to time. Amid the explosion of the mountain collapse and cracks, the whole city was trembling...

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The entire city of God was in chaos.

The Crusaders don't know how many enemies they have.

Because of werewolf setting fires, many ordinary people ran to the streets, which made the situation more complicated and caused considerable trouble to the crusaders who were rushing to help.

The achievements made by the three hundred werewolves were not inferior to the group of barbarians led by the Eight Generals. Their hurricane-like speed and brutal power caused great damage to the city.

Three hundred barbarians also remember Wang Mo's words - soldiers are very fast, and they will never be willing to fight!

Think about it, three hundred werewolves that were as fierce as lightning, and were so fierce that they were destruction in a city. Wherever they passed, they were either blood flowing into rivers or fires soaring into the sky. What scared the Crusaders the most was that they were leaping with amazing ability, from the streets to the roofs, flying eaves and walls, and walking along the ground, making the Crusaders exhausted from surrounding the city, but they couldn't even see the backs. They often heard the sound of werewolves in the distance. When they arrived, they only saw corpses and blazing fires.

The chaos lasted for two hours. When a barracks of crusaders rushed over to suppress the city, the White Turban Army was still unscrupulously damaging the city.

When the Crusaders set up their encirclement and suppression, the White Turban Army rushed out of the city gate to the south like a hurricane, where there was a primeval forest that stretched for hundreds of miles.

Without the cooperation of the spacecraft, even if you use the courage of the Crusaders, you will not dare to chase into the primeval forest. You must know that those werewolfs are the kings in the forest...

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"Hahaha, it's so refreshing!" In the woods, the Eight Generals burst into laughter and said to Wang St. "If we go back alive, I promise to forgive you for your disrespect to the God of Darkness."

"Thank you, Eight Generals." Wang Stupid was too lazy to explain, and nodded and bowed with a flattering look on his face. He did not dare to argue with Eight Generals at this time, which affected his fighting spirit.

"Let's go, let's find a place to rest and fight again tomorrow!" The Eight Generals were so proud. At this moment, the Eight Generals were in a good mood. Even if they died on the battlefield, they were worth it. Because in this battle, they had completed the initial set tasks and were very perfect. After counting, the casualties of the White Turban Army did not exceed one hundred. Faced with such a large achievement, the price was simply negligible.

"No, we're just starting!" Wang Strange smiled treacherously.

"It's just started...what does it mean?" The Eighth General was stunned.

"Think about it, the crusaders that guarded God's City are now empty. What would happen if we kill the crusaders at this time?" Wang Fan said with a smile.

"Sneaking the Crusader's barracks?" The eight generals had a burst of bodies, and a pair of leopard eyes staring at Wang Mo, with an incredible expression on his face. He did not expect that Wang Mo was so bold that he dared to sneak attack the barracks stationed with tens of thousands of Crusaders with just over a thousand people.

"Eight Generals, this is an excellent opportunity for you to become famous in the world in one fell swoop. Think carefully. Once we succeed, it will be recorded in history and will be celebrated throughout the ages! Moreover, you can also be given the surname of the temple as king... Oh... No, not only the surname of the Eight Generals, but I believe that everyone here has the opportunity to be given the surname of the King!" Wang Fan immediately threw out the bait.

really!

Wang Mo's words incited the White Scarf Army, and the soldiers' eyes shot an extremely fanatical light.

"Die is dead when fighting, and die when surrendering; rather than surrendering, it is better to die in battle; if you surrender, you will die in battle forever. Besides, fighting is not necessarily dead, and your life still exists, and the light can be seen; if you win, the bargaining chips will rise sharply; if you are flat, there will be more room for negotiation. If you surrender, you will die without a doubt and will die in a very cowardly manner; and if you are sorry to the god of darkness, you will be sorry to the name of the werewolf and the barbarians, and you will be sorry to the millions of people of the two tribes. Because when the Crusaders are coming, other nations can definitely live a life of insult and oppression. Instead of being humiliated, it is better to die in a fierce battle!"

The Eight General's eyes were jumping with sparks 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 descendants of the God of War, we are invincible!" Wang Fan took the opportunity to add fire and boasted about himself.

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

"If you live as a hero, you will be a hero in your life!" Wang Mo racked his brains to come up with a suitable sentence.

"Okay, live as a hero, die as a ghost hero! Good sentence, good sentence! Brothers, let the Crusaders see the combat effectiveness of our Alliance Army today!"

No one spoke, but everyone raised the shiny scimitar in their hands.

The cold metal shines with a shocking light in the dark forest.

The eight generals rushed to the crusades first, and the White Turban Army followed silently, quiet, solemn, and murderous intent...

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It was only less than ten miles from the position of the White Turban Army to the crusades. At the speed of werewolf and barbarians, it was only half an hour before it was not allowed.

When the White Scarf Army arrived at the barracks in the dark, the soldiers in the barracks were still rushing to God's City.

After just a little adjustment of the formation, hundreds of archers from the White Scarf Army began to shoot at the crusaders who set out at the gate of the barracks.

Too sudden!

Faced with this sudden blow, the Crusaders were ruthlessly shot before they could react.

Two rounds of bows and arrows shot down, and a large area of ​​corpses had fallen down at the gate of the barracks. The crusaders who were not dead were completely stunned and fled everywhere in fear.

"kill!"

The Eight Generals carried the big hammer and rushed to the gate of the barracks with one horse.

"kill!"

More than a thousand White Scarf Army followed closely behind the Eight Generals and Wang Mo, and poured into the Crusaders' barracks like a flood.

Like in God City, werewolfs are still pioneers. Their fierce power and super jumping ability make them pierced butter like a scald knife, invincible all the way and unstoppable.

The barbarians were in groups of several people, forming a series of battle formations one by one, following the werewolf who were fighting and fleeing crusaders...

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Chapter completed!