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Chapter 32 What is Elite
"Can't wait any longer!"

"The whole army obeys the order, and attack the big formation for me!"

Outside of the Mo Dao formation, Wang Xiu gave orders with a determined face.

At this time, it had been two hours since the two Divine Sword Villa enshrined, entered the formation, no matter whether it was success or failure, it was impossible for him, Wang Xiu, to delay.

Following his order, more than [-] Fenyang elites rushed towards the Modao formation like an overwhelming wave.

The one at the forefront of the team is naturally Wang Xiu, the number one figure in the Fenyang Army,

He was dressed in cold flame armor and held a large white spear, which was more than one foot long. There was a big white worm carved on the tip of the spear, which looked really majestic.

"Whoever kills the head of an enemy general will be promoted to the rank of general!"

"Reward a hundred ingots, a thousand pieces of silk!"

When Wang Xiu charged with a gun in one hand, he did not forget to encourage the soldiers under his command.

In the Fenyang Army, any family and country righteousness is nonsense. For this group of people who make a living as soldiers, real money is the best thing to use.

"Roar, Roar, Roar!"

After hearing Wang Xiu's promise, the entire Fenyang Army was in a rage. Their faces turned red and they rushed forward with roars.

In Daqin, one gold ingot can support the expenses of an ordinary family for a year, and a hundred gold is something that these big soldiers can't earn in a lifetime.

Under the stimulation of high-ranking officials and generous salary, this group of Fenyang soldiers have completely lost their minds, they are like hyenas smelling blood on the African savannah.

Plunging headlong into the Modao formation, the resistance they encountered was not fierce at first, and even a little too weak.

After they went deep into the formation, the ferocious side of the Modao formation was revealed.

Where Xueliang Mo Dao shined, countless Fenyang soldiers were killed.

Although Sergeant Modao is well equipped and has the home field advantage, but the number of Fenyang troops is too large.

It has basically reached the limit of this Modao formation.

"King Capital, call me brave men!"

"Pierce through this large formation!"

Wang Xiu brandished a large spear in his hand, and the red tassel on the tip of the spear was also extremely dazzling. After entering the battle for about half an hour, he had personally slaughtered dozens of Modao soldiers.

Fighting on the battlefield is what they are like, and the home field of the warriors on the battlefield is far from what those sects can compare.

He can also feel the suppression of the Mo Dao formation, but after all, he is a general with more than [-] troops, and the military killing spirit accumulated over the years can also be slightly offset. The suppression of him by the formation .

Another reason is that he has not gone deep into the area where the three priests arrived.

"promise!"

When Wang Du responded to Wang Xiu, he was fighting with five Mo Dao soldiers. He was holding a huge ax and swung it with great force.

In addition to martial arts, the five Modao soldiers couldn't get close to him at all.

Although the king's capital had the upper hand at the scene, deep down in the king's heart, there was a trace of fear. When would the innate warrior be able to confront the supernatural warrior head-on?

Moreover, all of these people have superb sword skills, and they cooperate with each other smoothly, with indifferent expressions and calm eyes when facing death.

All this terrified the king.

Are they really the army of the Eastern Lingyu?

Or in other words, does the Eastern Lingyu have such an army?

Even His Royal Highness King of Fenyang talked about it every day, and the dead soldiers of Fenyang might not be able to compare with these enemies who are fighting with him now.

The king's capital was full of true energy, and the five Modao soldiers swung away in one fell swoop.

Then he galloped to the side of Wang Xiu who was fighting.

"Governor, something is wrong with these enemy troops!"

Wang Du frowned tightly, and his tone was particularly dignified.

"I found out a long time ago!"

"Basically none of these people are inferior to innate!"

"And their fighting skills are also terrifying!"

"In addition, this large formation is their home field. If we can't penetrate this large formation, there is no chance of winning this battle!"

Wang Xiu's face was also solemn. It was the first time he had seen such an elite army after leading the army for so many years.

Like well-trained dead soldiers, they have no fear of death at all.

Even in the face of Mo Dao sergeants like himself, he dared to fight with a sword.

"Humble job understands!"

Wang Du's complexion changed, and he also understood the pros and cons of Wang Xiu's words.

Originally, these enemy troops were all elite. If they were to use the Modao formation, the threat would be more than just that one plus one equals two.

Maybe, the grand plans and great achievements of His Royal Highness are about to die at the door of his own house.

"You guys, come with me!"

After Wang Du finished speaking, he led a death squad composed of more than [-] people and rushed towards the center of the formation.

These 3000 people are basically all cultivated. Although they are not comparable to the Modao sergeant, they are still outstanding compared to the ordinary Fenyang sergeant.

After seeing the capital go away, Wang Xiu also looked away, and rejoined the increasingly tragic battle group.

Sergeants Modao were indeed elite, but compared to the sergeants of Fenyang, they were still too few.

Therefore, it would often appear on the field that a Modao sergeant would face the siege of dozens of Fenyang troops at the same time.

If one is not careful, he will be besieged to death by these people.

At least there must be a war until now, and more than 2000 Modao soldiers were buried under the city of Qiuzhou.

Innate warriors are only innate after all, and the Modao Army is not powerful because of innate martial arts cultivation, but because of the amazing quality of soldiers and skilled battlefield fighting skills.

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At the same time, the center of the Modao formation!
Li Siye, who was covered in blood, was leading more than a hundred Modao soldiers to fight hard against the Fenyang soldiers who rushed here.

These more than a hundred Modao soldiers are all he can mobilize now. In order to maintain this large Modao formation, a large number of Modao soldiers have been sent to various parts of the formation.

His whole body was like a rainbow, and the Mo Dao in his hand swept all directions, and his armor was almost covered with stinky blood.

The corpses of the Fenyang army piled up under his feet are even more numerous.

Originally, he only had the third level of martial arts, but under the blessing of the Modao formation, he has reached the peak of the gods, infinitely close to the point of a master.

"Ah, ah, ah!"

Hundreds of Chang Ge ruthlessly pressed down on Li Siye's body, his brave performance naturally made the Fenyang sergeant on the opposite side scrupled.

In order to deal with Li Siye, hundreds of Fenyang soldiers surrounded him in the middle.

Countless spears and simple knives greeted him as if they didn't want money.

If it were an ordinary martial artist, he would probably kneel in the face of this situation.

But who is he, Li Siye? I saw him roaring in a deep voice, and the Mo knife in his hand was heavily inserted into the ground.

Then, using this as a support point, he actually sent the Chang Ge that was pressing on him flying out alive.

Countless Fenyang sergeants also looked horrified, is this still a human?

Hundreds of long spears are crushed on you, how can you even get up!

(End of this chapter)