Alchemy&Martial Supreme

On the other side, Qin Ming took the Longjing warriors of the Cloud City Alliance to hide in the dense forest after flying for a certain distance.

The trees here are tall and overgrown with weeds. Let alone more than 1000 people, even if 10000 people hide here, it is difficult to find them.

In addition, Qin Ming has a magic seal that surpasses the Dragon level. He doesn't worry that a large number of poisonous demons and warriors just come.

With the magic seal beyond the Dragon level, he is in the dark and the poison devil is in the light.

If it wasn't for the fact that there were too many warriors in the Dragon realm, Qin Ming would not have worried about winning.

Sitting on the ground, all the Cloud City Alliance Longjing warriors are very happy. They have won another battle.

However, several deputy alliance leaders and Qin Ming's faces remained rigid.

"You are very happy to defeat a small team of poison devil forces?" Qin Ming stood up, hate iron not steel road.

Smell speech, martial people are Leng.

In their opinion, the poisonous demons are powerful. They can defeat the seven hundred poisonous demons in the Dragon realm and wipe them out. Why not be happy?

They believe that after the battle is spread out, the reputation of Cloud City Alliance will be higher, and they will also be honored.

This is the seven hundred poisonous demons in the Dragon kingdom. They just lost nearly 300 people and killed all the seven hundred poisonous demons.

No matter who comes to see the battle, it will be a big win.

With a slight sigh, Qin Ming said slowly, "I've got the advantage, but I've killed nearly 300 people. What's to be happy about?"

"I tell you, my goal is to kill all these poisonous demons in Longjing, and only 50 people will die at most. This is my goal in mind."

"And in my opinion, if it wasn't for your poor strength and lack of cooperation, I think there would be more than 50 dead people."

It's too strict.

After listening to Qin Ming's words, many of them felt that Qin Ming's demands were too much.

There are no undead people in a war. To win this battle at the cost of 300 people can already be called a great victory.

Seeing that the warriors were not satisfied, Lian Ren stood up and criticized loudly: "look at you, especially the new warriors who joined the Cloud City Alliance. You have been injured to varying degrees."

"Look at the old warriors of Cloud City Alliance. How many of them died and how many of them were injured?"

Hearing the words, the warriors looked at the old warriors of the Cloud City Alliance. They looked serious and didn't care about the victory.

Only they and others are complacent. They can see from these people that they are very dissatisfied with the outcome of the battle.

Is this fight really so bad?

Many of them have doubts.

But he defeated the vicious forces of poisonous demons. Although it was only a small team, there were seven hundred people.

Seven hundred people have been killed. Are they not satisfied?

"What's the matter? Why do these people die so rarely? Did they deliberately let us die in front of them when they were in command?" At this time, a fierce man with a full face, full of anger, denounced loudly.

After hearing the Warlord's warning, others also carefully looked at the old warlords in the Cloud City Alliance, and found that most of the 300 people who had just died were new warlords in the Cloud City Alliance.

Few of these veterans were seriously injured, let alone died, even less.

More than 800 people died, only two of them.

In a team of more than 1600 people, 300 died, but in the team, a few died. This is very abnormal.