Prehistoric: The first disciple of the sect

Chapter 611 Thunder Explosion and Ashes to Ashes
  Although only a few breaths have passed, the situation on the battlefield has changed slightly.

The white warrior, who initially relied on powerful spell attacks to gain the upper hand, now felt a little powerless in his attack.

These seemingly small human races seem to be more powerful than they imagined.

"What's going on? It's obvious that we've invaded, so why are our casualties increasing?"

"What tricks are these humans playing? Why are all our people dying?"

Several high-ranking generals from the Yongsheng world frowned and looked at the situation on the battlefield in front of them with some confusion.

Thousands of troops were fighting together in close combat. These long, strange-looking white warriors suddenly lost their advantage and were continuously killed by human warriors holding various high-level spiritual weapons.

Amidst the endless sounds of fighting, a nine-foot-tall human general was slashing the enemy with a silver sword.

This broadsword has long been dyed blood red by the blood of aliens, but it cannot cover up the dazzling golden light in it. This is a superior magic weapon refined with the essence of the Zerg.

Just slashing forward, a series of thunderous explosions sounded.

Dozens of low-level white warriors were instantly wiped out!

"Brothers, rush forward with me and defend our world to the death!"

The broadsword general swung the golden-blood sword in a circle over his head and took the lead in charging into the phalanx of white warriors.

"Kill the aliens!"

"Defend our world to the death!"

Thousands of human warriors responded to the call of the broadsword general at the same time, and they all waved the magical aura in their hands and rushed towards the white warrior behind the broadsword general. These people are all subordinates of General Da Dao. They have experienced so many wars in the past that they have become inseparable through life and death.

Even though there will be various conflicts and interest disputes between soldiers outside the battle, on the battlefield, they can only unite and give all their trust to their comrades around them.

If you can't even trust your comrades, such an army will only be a piece of scattered sand.

From the moment the battle started, they gave their lives to their comrades around them and to their own world.

Give your life for your country and die well.

One human race restrained a white warrior, and another human race raised his weapon and jumped down, cutting the long white warrior in half!

A stream of blood splashed three feet high, and a scream resounded for hundreds of miles.

Another white warrior fell down in pain.

Surrounding the broadsword general, there are many human generals who closely unite their subordinates to fight closely. These generals lead their own teams and coordinate with each other, integrating the tens of millions of human armies into an inseparable whole.

If the soldiers in one place encounter difficulties and are surrounded, soldiers from other places will quickly come to support and help, and will never let the enemy find any loopholes in the formation.

Although this large formation of human warriors is not an unpredictable formation, it relies on indestructible and powerful combat power, as well as the cohesion and unity between each other, and is enough to fight against all powerful enemies!
  On the battlefield, their fates have always been bound together.

If you rescue a comrade now, you may be rescued by the other party the next second.

(End of this chapter)