Chapter 1129

The tragic sound of fighting filled the world, impacting everyone's ears and even nerves.

Not everyone can withstand such a mental shock.

Peggy and the others have experienced many wars, and they are used to such scenes, but their faces are very dignified.

Judging from the scene in front of us, this battle is not easy to fight!

There are too many dark species, at least 150,000 by visual inspection, and they are constantly impacting from the distant horizon, like black waves.

Such scenes, even for warriors like them who have been active in the battlefield all year round, are rare.

At this time, the "Eagle 13" warship slowly landed, and Wang Teng and others walked down from the battleship and entered the third front line defense base.

The commander here, General Tuttle, is an old acquaintance, and due to the reason of the last mission, when Wang Teng arrived, General Tuttle actually greeted him in person.

- "Major Wang Teng, I didn't expect you to come here." General Tuttle stood behind the defensive wall, looked at Wang Teng and others coming from a distance, and said with some surprise.

General Tuttle is one of the few people who knows that Wang Teng can deal with magic eggs.

Even magic eggs can be dealt with, and there are naturally more ways to deal with dark species.

In his opinion, just one Wang Teng team is enough to be worth ten teams of warriors of the same level.

"General Tuttle!" Wang Teng saluted and asked directly without saying a word. "How's it going?"

"Our warriors have been fighting fiercely for almost an hour, killing 10,000 to 20,000 low-level dark species, but you can also see that the low-level dark species in the rear continue to flow, and the situation is not optimistic." General Tuttle shook his head and said. Finally, he gritted his teeth: "These dark species have gone crazy, they suddenly sent so many low-level dark species to consume."

Wang Teng is no stranger to the fighting style of the dark species.

The favorite method of the dark species is to launch the first attack with the low-level dark species, consume their combat power, and wait until their combat power is almost exhausted, and then launch the general attack by the high-level dark species.

To put it bluntly, the low-level dark species in front of them are cannon fodder, because they have no wisdom, and they are all transformed from the dead creatures of the light camp.

Do not!

It should be said that they are already dead, just a body controlled by darkness.

This is the most disgusting place of the dark species, blasphemy/corpse!

Wang Teng looked at the dark species outside the defensive wall, and suddenly froze for a moment.

Did General Tuttle have any misunderstandings about the low-level dark species?

Those dark species outside are so low-level, each of them is at least 10 to 13 star apprentice level, which is equivalent to the 10 to 13 star warrior level of the earth star, and some are even planetary level.

Such power is enough to destroy Earth Star hundreds of times.

If such a terrifying dark species had appeared on Earth, it would have been wiped out long ago.

Fortunately, the space of Earth and Stars cannot withstand the arrival of so many powerful dark species. Once the load is exceeded, the first ones to be annihilated are those who forcibly descended.

Therefore, for decades, the earth and stars can barely support it.

"They should come for the devil eggs." Wang Teng took a deep breath and answered General Tuttle's doubts.

"Magic eggs! No wonder." General Tuttle suddenly realized, and then his expression became a little ugly: "In this way, I'm afraid they won't retreat easily."

"General, is there anything our team needs to do?" Wang Teng also felt the seriousness of the situation and asked bluntly.

"It's not in a hurry, wait until this wave of low-level dark species is over." General Tuttle said.

"Okay!" Wang Teng nodded and looked beyond the defensive wall.

At this moment, those dark species outside are constantly impacting on the defensive wall, and the runes on the defensive wall have been activated, forming a thick yellow earth system defensive cover, and the dark species bombards it, causing it to continuously appear The ripples of Tao spread to the surroundings.

The heavy weapons above the defensive wall launched an attack, but they could only bombard the dark species farther away, and the dark species that came to the foot of the defensive wall had to be resisted by warriors.

"kill!"

"kill!"

Amidst the sound of killing, a large number of warriors rushed out of the defensive wall and collided with the dark species.

These warriors did not simply attack and block, but formed battle formations in an orderly manner.

The person in front held the battle shield against the impact of the dark species. It would be very troublesome to be injured by the dark species. Even if it was only a minor injury, there would be a risk of infection.

The warriors in the back stabbed out with long spears, detonating the heads or hearts of the dark species, completely sending these infected bodies to death.

This kind of formation is not unfamiliar to Wang Teng. In the ancient wars on Earth and Stars, such a formation often existed.

Simple and crude, but very effective.

However, it is actually not easy to form such a team of warriors composed of spearmen and shield soldiers.

Not many warriors use guns.

Because long spears are difficult to use, and the longer the weapon is, the harder it is to control. Without a certain talent, using a gun is simply asking for death.

Not to mention that it is not easy to use, but it is easy to expose its flaws and be directly killed by the enemy.

Wang Teng has the talent of imperial marksmanship, so he is very clear about this.

But considering the population in the universe, it seems that it is not difficult to gather such a large number of gun warriors.

After a few rounds of impact, the battle formation outside began to retreat towards the defensive wall, while another battle formation team pushed up from behind.

Such a battle has lasted for an hour, no wonder General Tuttle said it was a fierce battle.

Even for warriors, fighting in such a way is not an easy task. The consumption of original force alone is enough to put them in trouble.

After all, the enemy is an unconscious dark species. Dark species can attack endlessly, but warriors cannot.

If you don't rest in time to restore your physical strength and original strength, there is no way to fight a protracted war with the dark species.

That's why the wheel tactics are adopted, before the original force in the warrior's body is exhausted, he will be replaced.

For a martial artist, half of the original force in the body is consumed, and the recovery speed is different from that after it is completely consumed.

Only consume half of it, the recovery speed will be much faster, and it can also deal with various emergencies.

After all, the battlefield is changing rapidly. Once the dark species suddenly launches a general attack and the human warriors consume too much, the consequences will undoubtedly be fatal.

While Wang Teng was observing the situation on the battlefield, warships arrived at the third front line one after another from the rear of the battlefield.

Obviously, in addition to Wang Teng's team, other warrior teams also came to the third front line for reinforcements.

These teams were not personally received by General Tuttle. Not everyone was treated like Wang Teng. They were directly assigned by the officers below, and they were quickly put into various positions on the defensive wall to deal with the upcoming battle.

Time passed slowly, low-level dark species were blocked wave after wave, and warriors from the light camp also suffered a lot of casualties.

The roar echoed on the battlefield, and the previously dry land was once again infiltrated by red and black blood, turning into a disgusting black-red color.

"The Dark Moth Race!"

An exclamation suddenly came from above the battlefield.

Everyone's complexion changed slightly, and they looked towards the sky, only to see a black mist floating towards the defensive wall.

In the black mist, a ferocious dark species of the moth tribe loomed.

This is the real high-level dark species.

These dark races with names and surnames are not only highly intelligent, but also have their own innate skills, making them extremely difficult to deal with.

General Tuttle's complexion changed.

Obviously, starting from this moment, the real attack of the dark species will be regarded as the beginning.

"Wind warriors prepare, blow away the poisonous mist, other warriors cover, don't let the Moth Dark Species approach the defensive wall within 300 meters." General Tuttle ordered loudly.

Swish Swish Swish...

One by one warriors immediately rose to the sky from behind the defensive wall, facing the group of dark moths.

Wang Teng stood behind, looking across the sky, watching the upcoming battle.

He didn't rush to do it.

As the commander, General Tuttle has his deployment, and if he intervenes rashly, it will definitely disrupt his plan.

The dark species of the moth tribe finally arrived within 500 meters, and a large amount of dark poisonous dust drifted out. Under the instigation of the dark species of the moth tribe's wings, it swept towards the side of the defensive wall.

Those wind-type warriors quickly mobilized their own wind-type origin force and turned it into gusts of wind.

Under the gust of wind, the dark poisonous dust immediately changed direction, avoiding the direction where the warrior was.

The warriors behind the defensive wall immediately breathed a sigh of relief. If the dark poisonous dust of the Moth Clan's dark species floated over, it would definitely be a big trouble for the warriors.

It was as if he had already been constrained before the fight started.

However, before everyone was happy, figures suddenly rushed out of the dark species below, killing those wind-type warriors.

"not good!"

"It's the dark species of the Demon Armor Race!"

A wind martial artist shrank his pupils and shouted loudly.

laugh! laugh! laugh!

As soon as the words fell, a black light erupted from the body of a demon-armored dark species, and then formed a large dark blade, slashing towards those wind-type warriors overwhelmingly.

Seeing this situation, the warriors who were covering all around had ugly faces. These dark species were hidden among the low-level dark species below, but they didn't notice it in the first place.

But at this moment, there was no room for thinking too much, they rushed up immediately, and each used their combat skills to resist those dark blades.

what!

what!

The screams sounded immediately, and the power of the dark blade was beyond everyone's expectations. Wherever it passed, all the warriors were instantly cut open.

Although those wind warriors also made defenses, they were still powerless to resist under the black sharp blade, and most of them were killed in an instant.

Some of the remaining ones were luckier, escaped, and retreated backward with pale faces.

The dark species of the Demon Armor Race is at least at the lower level of the Demon Emperor, and they are not at all able to compete.

"Jie Jie Jie, I want to run away, my emperor has been waiting for you for a long time."

The lower devil-level dark species grinned, rushed towards the wind-type warrior, and killed him.

"Damn it!"

On the other side, General Tuttle also saw this scene and was very angry, but it all happened so fast that he had no time to stop it, and he couldn't even send someone to rescue him.

Those wind warriors have a great effect, and there must be no accidents.

Because they must have an accident, the dark species of the moth tribe will have no restrictions, and will drive in, posing a threat to the warriors behind.

The rest of the wind warriors fled frantically, avoiding the attack of the lower demon emperor level dark species.

However, at this time, the surrounding dark species of the Demon Armor Race also surrounded them.

"Quick, quick, stop them!" General Tuttle yelled.

The cosmic warriors behind the defensive wall hurried out, and at this time, they didn't care about saving their strength, and rushed directly to the dark species of the Demon Armor Race, trying to stop them.

"Die!"

boom!

A few demon-armored dark species roared loudly, and a terrifying attack came.

Although the cosmic-level fighters are very fast, they can reach them in just a few breaths from a distance of 500 meters, but the opponent is also a lower-rank Demon Emperor-level existence, and their strength and speed are not weak at all. How could they be given a chance to intercept.

"Fight!"

Seeing this situation, the rest of the wind warriors looked determined, and immediately burst out the original force in their bodies, ready to fight to the death.

General Tuttle clenched his fists, feeling very powerless.

call out! call out! call out……

Suddenly, bursts of ear-piercing piercing sounds reverberated between the heaven and the earth.

I saw several streaks of light streaking across the air, rushing towards the dark demon-armor race at an unimaginable speed.

arrow!

Light Arrow! !

It turned out to be dozens of light arrows exuding holy brilliance! ! !

Many people stared at the light arrow with wide eyes, only feeling that the flow of time seemed to slow down at this moment.

No, not right!

It's not that time has slowed down, but that the speed of the arrow of light is so incredible that every move of other things around becomes extremely slow.

So it creates an illusion, as if time slows down.

What was even more unbelievable was that the light arrow suddenly disappeared in mid-air, as if it had never appeared before.

But everyone immediately noticed that the complexion of those dark devil-armored races changed, and they gave up attacking the wind-type warriors, bursting out the dark force one after another, condensing into a black protective shield in front of them.

At this moment, the space in front of them fluctuated, and arrows of light burst out.

Boom boom boom!

Light arrows bombarded the protective cover of the dark species, and then exploded.

Several dark monsters of the Demon Armor Race were immediately knocked away by a huge force for dozens of meters before they stopped in embarrassment.

Those wind warriors were finally able to escape the clutches of the dark species, and quickly retreated behind the defensive wall.

At this time, everyone came back to their senses.

Their eyes all looked along the place where the light arrow shot out just now, and they saw a figure standing there on the defensive wall, holding a huge bow as long as an adult's height in his hand.

Obviously, those arrows of light just now were shot by this figure.

"Okay, what a strong strength!"

"Who is that?"

"Looks very young, but he managed to drive back the dark species of the Demon Armor Clan with just a few arrows. Where did this come from?"

...

The martial artists around couldn't help swallowing, their faces full of shock.

"Okay!" General Tuttle was the first to recover, unable to restrain the excitement in his heart, he couldn't help but shouted with joy.