Chapter 415 Are You Here to Poop?

What is the concept of ten thousand people?

The city gate area is almost packed to the brim.

From a visual point of view, this already has a concept of "more".

So, what about 100,000 people?

When it reaches this level, it is basically impossible to describe it with the word "see", because you can't see the edge at a glance.

The main force of the rebel army from outside the city was covered in black armor, like a creeping horizon. It was impossible to see the end to the left and right, and there was no "bottom" to the front.

The 10,000 Blood Demon tribesmen who had just surrendered to the royal family were filled with despair when they saw this scene.

Morale almost dropped to freezing point in just a few steps out of the city gate.

Most of the people's faces were ashen. They had just surrendered, and the other side would not give them another chance to turn around and surrender a second time.

If we simply compare the numbers before starting the battle and then end it, the war will be like child's play.

Take ten thousand steps back.

Even if the generals of the army on the opposite side are all stupid pigs, they can really surrender again.

People like myself will not receive any trust or promotion after they pass.

Only the most dangerous or arduous jobs are left behind. They are said to be to prove their worth, but in fact they are cannon fodder that have been completely abandoned.

at the moment.

There are only two ways left for them, either to rush forward and die on the battlefield, or to flee and live a life of anonymity in the dark without daring to show their faces.

Thinking of this, many people's eyes lost color, their eyes were dull and their expressions were numb, and their whole bodies moved slowly with the flow like zombies.

In their view, no matter which choice they make in this current situation, their life is over.

Unless a miracle occurs and a god comes, he is still the kind of top-notch patron saint who puts aside other matters and rushes over here, focusing on one party and targeting another!

Otherwise, this battle would have been lost from the moment the rebels appeared.

The sorrow of ten thousand people spread like a tide.

Even the leaders and clan chiefs who were released from the stone prison, recovered from their injuries and regained their lives, did not hesitate when faced with "hundreds" versus "tens of thousands", but when faced with "ten thousand" versus "hundreds of thousands", they finally showed a look of despair.

This is not just a numerical comparison.

Although the former has a larger quantitative span.

But "hundreds" versus "thousands" may still make up for the quantitative gap through sufficiently elite quality.

How to make up for "100,000" to "100,000"?

What's more, in terms of quality, the "100,000" side is obviously more elite.

More quantity, better quality.

What reason is there to lose?

Where is the loss? ?

Even if the top magicians from the mainland are on our side to help, it will be useless.

In this kind of large-scale battle, the great magician can only have a certain influence on the situation unless he releases the forbidden spell. However, the forbidden spell has a very serious depletion on himself. No matter how great the magician is, his vitality will be seriously damaged if he uses the forbidden spell once.

Not to mention that the maximum number of kills recorded by the Forbidden Curse in the war was only around 100,000.

It's still the kind of half-man anti-aircraft cannon fodder used to attack fortresses and die.

If you really want to fight against the heavily armed main forces in front, you'll be lucky if you can kill 50,000 in half.

The opponent can completely resist the forbidden curse and come forward to hack the magician to death!

The mainland's top magicians will come to save people, so there's no way they could risk their lives here, right?

This battle was complete from every aspect.

Many leaders who have just been reborn from prison feel that their lives are gloomy, as if fate has made a joke on themselves. Are you happy to release people from prison and say you are free? The next second you say sorry you are going to die.

There is simply no plot with more twists and turns and ups and downs than this.

The leaders were very sad.

I revised the suicide note several times in my mind, but I still felt unsatisfied and refused to sign it.

at this time.

From the large black-armored army in front, a tall general slowly walked out. Although he also wore black armor, he had fine gold tattoos on the edges of the armor.

The general in black armor and gold silk didn't speak.

He just waved his hand haughtily.

There was a commotion deep within the black-armored army.

After a while, like a row of towering giants coming up from under the horizon, they separated from the black crowd and walked to the front.

The already desperate people at the city gate saw the giant appear, and even their last courage disappeared. The weapons in their hands fell to the ground as if they were unknown.

Wang Min, who happened to be leading the princess out of the crowd, heard the people around him couldn't help exclaiming "blood giant". He raised his eyes and saw a row of tall men lined up at the front of the black-armored troops. A rough count revealed the number. There are about dozens of them.

Wang Min remembered that when he asked Mo Ran to delay the progress, he killed nearly a hundred of these tall men by himself.

I can't help but feel sorry for this cumbersome unit.

Why would such a big guy like Bai Blind come to fight? It would be great to use it for polishing! How many tons of wheat can be ground in a day?

it's a pity!

The princess next to her looked at the blood giant, and she was sweating all over her body. She murmured as if talking to herself: "Even the last fifty blood giants have been dispatched. They have no intention of leaving any survivors this time!"

Wang Wen was in a hurry.

There was no time to pay attention to her muttering.

A few people "flyed" towards the black-armored troops.

After several waves of symbolic arrows greeted him, Wang Min held up a transparent barrier and landed in front of the golden general, trapping him who was about to retreat into the crowd, and also isolated the many personal guards who surrounded him to protect him.

He said to the general in a friendly and approachable manner: "I'm sorry I'm in a hurry. Are you here to surrender?"

The general was dumbfounded.

If he hadn't been too close now, he would have ordered the blood giant to beat the shit out of this arrogant man!

Wang Min saw that he was wasting his time by not speaking.

Think about it.

Make a fist with your fingers and crush the person into a rotten banana.

Then he turned to the surrounding guards and asked loudly: "Is there anyone in charge? Come out and talk?"

The people around him dispersed a few meters away with a "boom".

Someone seemed to be giving instructions deep inside the black-armored troops.

The blood giants who were originally arranged neatly like they were posing on a catwalk began to move. The one closest to them raised his leg high and stepped down with a sound of wind.

The soles of my feet haven't even had time to land.

The entire body decomposed into countless blood-red powders in the air.

It was as if it had been hit by some kind of magic annihilation bomb. In an instant, it dispersed from the complete entity into a fluffy powder.

Wang Wei controlled the energy and continued to penetrate into the other blood giants.

At the same time, he looked at the progress.

A blood giant only adds 0.1 progress.

Even if there are fifty dead ones in the field, it will only add 5 points.

He couldn't help but startled a little.

Such a big guy only made so little progress, but the fat red guy from before has gained almost a full point!

At that time, I felt that Fatty Red was a real talent and could not even reach 1 point of progress.

Are these big guys not as powerful as that fat red guy?

Or is that fat red guy more powerful than these big guys?

Wang Min was brought into deep thinking by this unexpected progress value.

He thought about it.

Use the [Oath Scepter] to swear an oath and teleport the guy who just gave the order.

The human face in the scepter unceremoniously took away a full 0.002 "Wang Min".

That is two thousandths of the energy.

The amount is so small that you can barely feel it.

Wang Wen had not experienced this kind of cheap oath for a long, long time.

It was even so cheap that his face looked a bit unbelieving, and he looked at Wang Wei with confusion, as if asking, "Are you kidding me?"

Wang Min was too lazy to pay attention to the human face.

The person who looked at the teleportation was surprised.

In front of him was an elderly Blood Demon tribesman, who could barely be guessed to be a woman from his physical appearance.

After landing, he quickly calmed down after the initial panic, and stared at Wang Wen and others.

This basically proves that the other party's identity is not simple.

If the guards who had dispersed around them rushed in again.

He was obviously more excited and nervous than the last time he rescued the general.

It's the one in charge!

Wang Min nodded and asked her in a friendly and approachable manner: "Old man, these troops are all yours, right? Did you bring them to surrender?"

result.

The old man looked at Wang Min with a look of disdain, and gritted his teeth and said, "If you dare to kill my son, I want you all to be buried with him!"

Wang Wen thought for a while.

It makes sense.

He closed his palms and crushed the old man into a rotten banana. He turned around and reminded the princess kindly: "Remember to bury her and the fat red man together afterwards. After all, mother and son cannot be separated."

The princess' mouth is always OOOO, with no other expression, very monotonous.

Wang Wei resisted the urge to find something to stuff in, and turned around to ask the many guards who rushed up again but failed to do anything: "Is there anyone in charge? Can we talk calmly?"

This time.

No one paid any attention to him anymore.

They all tried their best to smash the transparent barrier with their weapons like crazy.

Energy is used up quickly.

It is falling at a speed of almost one hundred thousandth per second.

Based on the amount of energy currently contained in Wang Min's body, the opponent only needs to keep cutting for about 186 days to kill Wang Min.

Wang Wen was a little uneasy.

With a wave of his hand, he crushed a group of people into rotten bananas.

The painting style suddenly became somewhat abstract.

The princess next to her grew up in a peaceful era and had not experienced many cruel wars except for the few times she was betrayed and broken up by side branches.

Seeing in front of you is like a work painted by an abstract art master.

His face turned a little red and turned pink.

Probably mixed with some white.

Wang Min looked around at the remaining black-armored troops.

Everyone who was caught by his gaze felt as if they were the next banana to be crushed, and they were so scared that they backed away.

View from above.

Wang Min's eyes seemed to be lethal. Whichever way she looked, the black tide on that side would retreat into a red open space.

Only the blood giant seems to have no brains.

Once you receive an instruction, you must continue to execute it until the instruction is completed or you burp yourself.

Wang Wei looked at the big guys rushing towards her one after another stupidly, and then turned into blood-red powder one after another. She asked the princess with some regret: "Is there any way you can collect these big guys? If you can't help it, I will kill them all." Already?"

The princess woke up from her dream.

Wenyan said softly: "I'll give it a try."

She pinched her earlobe and said a few words to the material on it, which she didn't know whether it was stone or flesh.

A few people cautiously came over to the city gate at the rear.

It was the blood magicians who had cooperated with Wang Wei in the experiment before.

Several people came to the princess, and after listening to the princess's instructions, they separated and tried to get close to the blood giants that rushed over one by one, constantly waving streams of blood-red mist from their hands.

I saw the blood-red mist wrapping around the blood giant's body.

Then.