The Hardest Opening System in History

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read2();　　The scorching sun gradually rose to mid-air, and the temperature in Nanban rose sharply, but the riots in the dense forests around the entire Sifang battlefield continued.

　　Four fire elves flying down and plunged into the jungle burned. After devouring the massive deserted people and vegetation hidden in the jungle, they gradually dissipated, but left a devastated and extremely tragic scene.

After the large tracts of trees were burned out, they became open spaces. At the same time, the ground that was glaze-like after being burned by the blazing sun. In the next countless years, no more plants will be able to grow out. Therefore, this will It is a permanent scar on the body of the entire Nanban jungle.

It’s no wonder that when the phoenix flutters its wings, the will of the southern jungle will be scared. It doesn’t care if the plants are destroyed by ordinary means. Because of the southern climate and the ability of vegetation to regenerate, it can be completely restored within a few months. Destroying the flames of the border will be truly dead.

　　 Looking east on the high command platform outside the stronghold, a white shadow fell straight down from the sky, and then fell gently beside Zhao Yu among the white dress dancing, standing with his hands behind, looking forward with no expression on his face.

　　 "How? Did the scenery of the Guiteng tribe ever satisfy your aunt?"

　　 Zhao Yu, who was sitting cross-legged, slowly stood up from the ground, patted the hem of the emperor's robe, and asked with a smile, then Empress Wu Zhao Xiu gently frowned her phoenix eyebrows, her red lips lightened, and then responded:

　　 "Destroyed the blood pool and the building where the deserted people lived, but let the mole slip away from the ground. The so-called earth **** was so courageous that I didn't even see the house."

　　 "There are also moles in Daxia, and they are inherently timid, so it is not surprising that they have such a move."

　　Zhao Yu stretched out his arms and stretched his muscles and bones from sitting for a long time, and then a faint divine voice continued:

　　 "There should be a lot of people in the Guiteng tribe. Perhaps most of the entire deserted people gather here. Without a temporary shelter, there is only one place they can come. That is to come here to die!"

　　 finished speaking, the young emperor turned around, waved the sleeves of the emperor's robe, and drank:

　　 "Dingnanhou!"

　　The old general in armor and helmet stepped forward, clenched his fists and beat his chest, and roared in response:

　　 "Mo will be here!"

"The whole army's combat readiness, the next wave of deserted people will charge the most in history. This will be a battle that will determine the direction of victory. The whole army, including the Great Xia Cavalry and the French Regiment, can be mobilized by you and give me a stick. Killed."

　　 "No!"

Then the sound of the vast and vast horn resounded across the sky. From within the four strongholds, one cavalry lined up. Among them were the Daxia Qingqi who was responsible for interfering with the pursuit and dividing the battlefield, as well as the strongest unit of the Leizhou Southern Barbarian Army. The king of Ximan was directly under Li's army, and the beast was riding.

At the forefront of the barbarian ride, the young grandson of the Ximan king, he sat on a southern barbarian tyrannosaurus at the end of the war, looking at the boundless flat open space in front of him. In his eyes, he was unparalleled in fighting spirit, and he was like his name. After the Barbarian King returned safely, his eyes only left the infinite desire for battle.

　　 Cut off the heads of the deserted people and conquer Nanban. This is the family motto of the Ximan Prince’s Mansion, and it is also the goal of this young Li family for a long time. Now that victory is in sight, how can he not be excited and excited?

The Great Xia Cavalry including the Barbarian Cavalry once again lined up on the battlefield, which means that the entire Southern Barbarian Expeditionary Army has prepared a large number of deserters to rush through the fifteen-mile death zone washed by arrows. Hand-to-hand preparation for hand-to-hand combat.

　　 Hand-to-hand combat means that the danger index has risen exponentially, which means that when the heads of the deserted people are cut off, the casualties will also increase. For the Southern Barbarian Army, this is the real test of life and death.

　　 Two hours later, at the moment the sun rose directly above, the deserters of the Guiteng tribe formally attacked, and the battlefield detonated instantly.

After being turned into giants, ordinary deserters are completely tireless and fearless of pain. Even if they travel more than two hundred miles in the dense forest, they do not need to do any repairs and supplements, and they can directly assume an extremely crazy attitude. Send out the fiercest and craziest attack in life.

　　 After being burned and raged by the raging fire elves, the large glass clearing formed above was submerged in the blink of an eye by a torrent of crazily deserted people. It was vast and mighty, far exceeding the number of deserted people in the past.

　　 The staff on the command high platform all looked extremely solemn, because they discovered that the impacting deserters currently in sight were all elderly and women, and even mixed with a large number of deserted teenagers who were only half their height.

"These old, weak, sick and disabled are the cannon fodder that came to die, to consume the arrows of the Minxiu Archer Battalion, and at the same time try to attack the human wall of our army's shield armour, as a cover for the subsequent strong main force. This time the deserted attack Among them, there is a battlefield commander with considerable ability."

On the high platform of the stronghold command, there was a sound of analysis by the staff and officials, and then the staff, both young and old, gathered together to discuss it. After a dozen or so breaths, one of them came to Lao Ding Nanhou. Open to report:

　　"According to the calculations of the General Staff, it is almost impossible for the Minxiu Archer to keep all these millions of cannon fodder within fifteen miles with the arrow rain from all directions.

"For the time being, a large number of deserted corpses can form a shelter to avoid the rain of arrows. If you open so many bows, all Minxiu will fall into a state of disengagement. At the same time, arrow reserves will consume most of them. The most important thing is the melee camp. It will enter the short-soldier intersecting phase earlier than expected, which is extremely unfavorable!"

　　 "That's interesting, otherwise it would be a target to be beaten to death, how boring it should be."

　　Old Ding Nanhou nodded, squinted to look forward, and then continued to speak:

"These old, weak, sick and disabled didn't even carry wooden spears. Since they want to use these cannon fodder to kill and consume, it is even more important to let you die unclear. The order is passed on. The whole army is on standby for alert, an arrow. Don't let it go, don't you want to step through the fifteen li of the land of death, then let them come and come to their hearts' content!

Before Lao Dingnan issued the command, the old and weak cannon fodder in the front formally stepped on the four-sided battlefield that had already shed countless blood, and rushed forward one after another. Even if they became giants, they were still extremely The thin old deserters stumbled during the charge, and there were also juvenile deserters the size of human adults, with red eyes and limbs lying on the ground, crawling like wild beasts.

These all kinds of deserters, without exception, have one thing in common, that is, they are forced to be giants and lose their minds. For them, even if they are not torn apart by the front of the human race, they will also be after the mad flower. Die with painful exhaustion.

　　 When the wailing songs of the high-ranking deserters sounded one after another, they were already dead.

The white wave hits at a fast forward speed. First, it fills two giant glazed pits bombed by the supernatural powers of the blazing sun at a speed visible to the naked eye. Then it climbs and rushes out, and the ground is dazzling scarlet. Fifteen miles of the land of death, immediately after rushing out of the death zone, officially rushing into the 65 miles of land that ordinary deserters have never stepped into since the war started.

　　 Sixty-five miles later, the Daxia Department of Defense called it a close combat zone!