totem god system

Chapter 725

Xiao Bai and Xin Ping brought their cronies to the front of the formation, observing each other's lineup.

There were many people on Xinping's side, but they were scattered and disorganized.

Noble private soldiers were mixed among the members of the Gray Party, forming arrays of various shapes.

The number of people is indeed large, and the pressure that can be caused is not so great.

Xiaobai raised his eyebrows, Xin Ping's ability is basically that mouth, he is still a child when it comes to fighting.

Anyone with a little combat awareness will know that they will be reorganized.

Only by reorganizing can these people give full play to their greatest advantages.

Unfortunately, Xin Ping didn't understand.

When Xin Ping looked at the fighters on Xiaobai's side, he curled his lips in disdain.

In his eyes, there is almost no suspense in this battle, after all, there are many people on his side.

With so many people and great strength, he didn't believe that Xiaobai could beat him.

The aristocratic private soldiers gave Xin Ping great confidence, and there were quite a few god fighters there.

He walked to the front and said to Xiaobai: "Surrender, Xiaobai, I will intercede for you and spare your life, but you have to hand over everything, including the source of your wealth."

Xiao Bai looked at Xin Ping, and was suddenly happy. Xin Ping's arrogant attitude and contemptuous eyes made him want to laugh.

From where did he see that he must win? Could it be that because there are many people behind him, he must be able to win?
Xiaobai turned his head to look at the soldiers behind him.

The front is also the most numerous, the Grey Party militant faction.

These people are all fighting elites in the Gray Party, and they are much more powerful than the members of the Gray Party behind Xin Ping.

The lineup is also much neater, and the momentum is high.

Even in the face of several times the number of enemies, there is no timidity.

From this point of view, today's battle may not be lost.

Xiaobai looked at Xin Ping again, his playful expression gradually became wild, and his white teeth glared.

Xin Ping is very familiar with Xiaobai's smile, he has seen this kind of insolent smile many times.

Looking back on the past, Xin Ping felt that Xiaobai was a lunatic.

Every time he showed such a smile, it was when he fell ill.

Xiaobai said to Xin Ping: "If you surrender now, maybe I will give you a way to survive. If it is later, you will have no chance."

Xin Ping snorted coldly, turned around and left, he didn't want to get too close to Xiao Bai.

Xiaobai is a strong fighter, he is not, at least not yet.

Xin Ping's actions have already told Xiaobai that there is nothing to talk about, and the outcome can only be determined by fighting. Whoever wins and who loses depends on fists.

The editor shrugged, very indifferent.

Xin Ping returned to the team and gave an order: "Kill them!"

"kill!"

"Come on—"

"Kill them!"

"Go on!"

……

The soldiers of the coalition army swarmed towards the soldiers who were waiting on the opposite side.

Looking at the swarming coalition army, the smile on Xiaobai's face remained unchanged, he pulled out the ax at his waist, and swung it vigorously: "Kill!"

Taking the lead, Xiaobai rushed out.

Barbato just followed behind Xiao Bai, roaring and rushed out.

The fighters of the Grey Fighting Faction roared loudly and followed closely behind, raising their weapons.

The gladiators on the two wings began to close together towards the middle, and they actually wanted to use a small number of people to make dumplings for the coalition army.

In the first attack between the two sides, the members of the Gray Party in the coalition army were instantly overturned and knocked to the ground.

In such a chaotic situation, it is almost impossible to stand up after falling down.

Just as Xiaobai expected, the Grays in the United Army could only be cannon fodder, calling 666, and then went to get a box lunch.

The members of the militant faction ignored the members of the gray party to the end, and their goal was the private soldiers of the nobles.

Only by defeating these guys can this battle be considered over.

This was also arranged by Xiaobai before.

After all, the Gray Party is the Gray Party. Although some people are on Xin Ping's side, they are forced to do so.

Under such circumstances, it is obviously unwise to swing the butcher's knife at the members of the Gray Party. It is a waste of energy, it is better to let them go.

The aristocratic private soldiers originally wanted to let the members of the Gray Party block the attack of the Militant Faction. Although they knew that the members of the Gray Party were vulnerable, they did not expect to be so vulnerable.

They really want to ask, are you made of paper?
It was just the beginning of the battle, and they were crushed by a wave of people, and they immediately began to collapse.

Yes, the Greys are starting to flee.

The Gray Party, which was less than a layer damaged in the battle, began to flee in all directions.

They are not people who specialize in fighting. It is okay to fight and bully honest people on weekdays.

In such a battle, it is time to pretend to be able to rely on the number of people.

If they can block the impact of the militant faction, they may still fight hard.

Now that the front has collapsed instantly, how can the members of the Gray Party in the back stay any longer, let's run!
Not only do they not want to die, they don't even want to get hurt.

Is being a deserter ashamed?
Of course it's embarrassing.

But they are not soldiers, they are just a group of organized ordinary people.

Combat literacy is almost zero.

The fleeing Greys suddenly found that no one was chasing them.

Even passing by members of the Militant faction while fleeing, they wouldn't squint at them as if they didn't exist.

Seeing this, more Grays fled, sparking a rout.

That's not to mention, because of the rout, most of the Gray Party members are running around like headless chickens.

Many people directly ran into the formation of noble private soldiers, and directly dispersed the formation of noble private soldiers.

At this time, the private soldier of the nobleman has a word MMP in his mind, and he doesn't know whether to say it or not.

Just run and run, can't you watch it? !
Seeing that they were friendly troops, some private soldiers could only watch helplessly as the formation was dispersed.

There are also some private soldiers who are not so friendly, they are truly combat literate.

For example, Cuomo's private soldiers, they don't allow anyone to break up their formation.

Once the array is broken up, their fighting pressure will increase.

Without hesitation, they erected their shields and weapons, aiming at the members of the Gray Party running towards them.

They were also furious in their hearts, they didn't expect to fight with their own people before the enemy came in front of them.

Where the hell are these Greys? !

Although they saw the shields and weapons erected by the private soldiers, the fleeing Grays couldn't turn around and bumped into them sadly.

It was as if they had bumped into the same wall, and not only that, but the wall had thorns.

The spear thrust out from behind the shield without hesitation, piercing through the fleeing Gray Party members one by one.

Bright red blood spattered, and members of the Gray Party wailed and fell to the ground one after another.

They didn't expect these noble private soldiers to be so cruel, even the friendly soldiers would not let them go.

Gradually, fewer and fewer Grays fled to these arrays.

"go ahead!"

"charge!"

……

The array of noble private soldiers began to roar, and moved towards the combat faction.

(End of this chapter)