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() The commander showed a contemplative expression. He was not stupefied, but a general with many years of combat experience.

The military adviser is right. It is hundreds of miles away from the mountain defense line. It takes a day for the spies to go back and forth. Zhao Wenqing came to listen to the order, mobilized 20 troops, and 5 troops guarded the mountains stretching for hundreds of miles. The deployment was already stretched. Facing the attack of the enemy's 15 million troops, it was a miracle that he could persist for a day.

The commander-in-chief walked around the big tent a few times, and immediately issued an order. The whole army immediately entered a state of first-level combat readiness, relying on the castle to build a multi-layered defensive position, and stood firm on the spot.

The castle is very small, and it is already the limit to accommodate 3 people inside. At this time, the Holy Cult still has 40 troops here, and they must form an army on the plain. At this time, it is unprecedentedly difficult to deploy a defense line. It is difficult for even a big tree to support the bunker. In desperation, they can only learn the method used by beams and dig a huge trench in the wasteland, which is more than ten meters wide and ten meters deep. Multiple trenches are dug together to provide protection layer by layer. .

There is no way out for them, the army can only stand firm here, and the only hope is that the reinforcements can reappear from the portal.

But the time left for them by the Tianxiang army was too short. On the morning of the 13th day, the army of half-orcs charged from all directions, without the slightest pause or hesitation. A flood-like attack, millions of troops attacked frantically from all directions, and a few hours later, an army composed of millions of Tianxiang people joined the attack sequence.

Everything was turned upside down, the original besiegers became the besieged, and this time the scene was bigger and bloodier, the entire desert was stirred up by the war, and the yellow sand filled the sky like a hell on earth.

This is a competition of strength as well as a competition of will. The 40 Holy Cult army is at an absolute disadvantage, but they are still tenacious, because they have no way out, and retreat means death. Instead, it is an unyielding battle, and they can live for a while longer, for their lives They were forced to fight hard, the position was shrinking little by little, and more and more people died, but no one had the intention of stopping.

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On the other side of the portal, Hong finally understood the great effect of Liang Yong's refusal to use all the reserve team until the end. It turned out that they were reserved for the present. If there were no 2500 energetic half-orc warriors, they would come This is also a dead end.

Because what they were facing was a well-equipped team of ten thousand people without any pause. When everyone appeared at the teleportation gate, it was the beginning of a bloody battle. There was no defensive position, and the place was even more desolate, without any animals or plants, and the ground was completely deserted. It is quicksand dust several meters deep, and the air is full of pungent sulfur smell. After smelling it for a while, people will faint. People can only fight the enemy with tenacious fighting spirit.

2 against 3000 or 1000 people. The initial battle was very tragic. More than [-] half-orc brothers died in the battle within ten minutes. If you fall down, you can't get up again. After you continue, you don't have to fight with the enemy, they all fall down one by one.

Hey, what do you mean, God bless us and let them die suddenly one by one.

Liang Yong also noticed this, but he woke up immediately and shouted, "Everyone, be careful, they are poisoned. They couldn't bear the poisonous gas in the air, and died of respiratory failure."

"Damn it, why are we fine?" Hong was taken aback.

"It may be that we have been here for a short time." Liang said with analysis.

"Then what to do."

"Get a towel and cover your mouth and nose with a wet towel." Liang Yong ordered with experience.

"Wet a towel to hold your mouth and nose. There are towels, but where can I get them on the water? We ran over there but nothing was left." A soldier yelled.

"Just have a towel, and you'll get wet when you urinate on it." Liang Yong said toughly, he didn't need to hold his mouth and nose, he just turned to breathe inward, which belongs to the category of standing and talking without back pain.

Sure enough, when the words came out, everyone looked embarrassed, Er Xiong and Bai Longma directly asked to enter the Peach Blossom Fan to escape.

"Why are you still standing still? Follow the instructions of the elder brother. Isn't life more important than drinking urine? Besides, drinking urine is also drinking your own urine." He held the wet towel on his face, Liang Yong felt disgusted at the sight, and thought to himself: "Little brother, you are too eager, in fact, I still have water to help you wet the towel..."

After Hong made a demonstration, everyone stopped hesitating and followed suit one after another, wrapping their mouths and noses with sultry towels, and some buddies among them shouted eagerly: "Towel, someone give me a towel."

"You have lived in vain, you don't even have a towel, go find one on the corpse." He was despised by his companions infinitely.

Here, after Hong held his mouth and nose, he immediately began to seal the portal, but Liang Yong focused on the remaining enemies. At this time, the enemies were almost dead, but there were still a few alive, and they even listened. According to Liang Yong, when he pissed and wet his sleeves and held it over his mouth and nose, he immediately felt that his breathing was much easier, and he had never felt that the smell of urine was so good.

Liang Yong observed the enemies along the way as he walked, and found that they had actually packed their bags and piled their equipment aside. Before he came in, they were about to retreat, and he felt a little more certain in his heart.

Walking up to those soldiers, he asked, "You were planning to retreat."

"General, we have to explain everything, please don't kill me." The soldier begged pitifully.

"Okay, as long as you surrender and cooperate with me." Liang Yong readily agreed, there is no need to embarrass a few soldiers.

How could the soldiers dare to hide it, they would have confessed without Liang Yong's further interrogation. It turned out that they were already retreating just now, but Liang Yong came in more than an hour earlier, otherwise there would be no defenders here at this time.

Just as Liang Yong imagined, this passage leading to the Tianxiang Continent is definitely not easy to go. There was no obstruction before, and the Holy Religion troops are in groups of [-] people. After teleporting here from other planets, they rush to this teleportation immediately without stopping. The entire marching process will not exceed three days, so that the simple breathing apparatus they carry can still handle it.

However, more than ten days ago, Liang Yong suddenly sealed the portal here, cutting off their way out at once. Naturally, the army behind did not dare to send in continuously, but adopted a compromise method, sending one at a time. The ten-thousand team came here and waited for two days. If the portal continued to be closed, they would immediately withdraw and let the next batch of ten-thousand teams take over and wait for it, so as to ensure the hope of continuing to get through here.