It was probably the outrageous blow of the bright yellow mecha that caused the black crow’s hatred. Seeing that the mecha lost its strength and fell, a group of black crows immediately gave up their opponents and rushed directly to the place where the bright yellow mecha fell to watch them. With the momentum of squirting acid liquid to clear the way for him, Ye Wushuang estimated that they had the intention of destroying this newly-rising celestial teacher.
The front-line commander obviously understood this. With a wave of the flag, he commanded several sergeants, and also gave up the opponent to snatch the bright yellow mecha. Every celestial mentor is a valuable resource of the confederation of mentors, and even on the battlefield, all ordinary mentors must make every effort to ensure the safety of celestial mentors. Otherwise, once the Alliance of Mentors and Scholars is held accountable, someone will always be unlucky.
The frontline commander is naturally the most direct person in charge, and naturally he dare not sloppy under his duties. As a result, a group of ordinary men and women were forced to compete with the black crow for the bright yellow mecha. Both sides rushed towards the place where the mecha fell at the highest speed they could reach. Seeing that the black crows were no longer worried about hurting the same kind by mistake, several ordinary mentors were heartbroken, and they all raised their right arms at the same time, and outrageously launched an ion cannon.
Bom! Bom! Bom!
Ye Wushuang observed that the result of the collision between a large area of acid and artillery fire was not a violent explosion, but a slight noise like acid-base neutralization. After a slight sound, the forces on both sides actually dissipated into the void at the same time.
dumb! dumb! dumb! dumb!
Seeing that the attack was ineffective, the black crows actually screamed up to the sky, and almost only when they screamed to the ground, a large group of connected dark clouds swept over from the sky quickly.
Ye Wushuang felt something was wrong as soon as he saw the situation. After muttering to himself for a while, he asked Zhang Mo next to him: "Instructor, didn't you say that there are only hundreds of thousands of black crows? Why are there another batch of them now?"
"Who knows how many black black crows are? The figures mentioned earlier are just estimates by everyone. As for the actual number, no one has gone to the black black crow's lair to count them." Zhang Mo rolled his eyes amusedly, and said a few words. So he blocked the questions Ye Wushuang wanted to ask.
Ye Wushuang shrugged helplessly and continued to watch the battle on the field.
The advent of another group of black crows obviously made everyone aware of something wrong. Originally, everyone was barely able to cope with the previous group, but if there are more, no one can guarantee that the mentor group can stop it. I wish, after all, so far, the members of the Mentor League have not yet assembled. The number on the battlefield now is only a mere two hundred thousand. Although this number is large, it is more or less insignificant compared to the black crow. The smell of great witches.
The dark clouds gradually approached the sky above the battlefield. Without any obstruction or sniping, this in itself was an easy task. The scene of countless black flesh falling from the air covered the entire battlefield like snow. After the afterglow of the setting sun was blocked by these black monsters, the whole earth showed a dim scene, black black. The advent of is like a giant hand coming down from the sky, and every teacher and scholar feels heavy pressure.
"Peng! Peng! Peng!"
After several loud noises, Ye Wushuang immediately discovered that where the teachers and scholars were standing, there were a lot of brilliant lights rising into the sky when the black crows landed.
"Breakthrough?!" Ye Wu turned his head and asked, staring at Zhang Mo.
Zhang Mo nodded and said: "Yes, there is pressure only when there is a breakthrough." After a pause, he stretched out his finger to point and then said: "Look at the current battlefield, almost every division has to face three soldiers. The above black crows are much harder than just fighting one. You see, many mentors now only have the power to parry, and they have no power to fight back. If they are not paying attention, they are in danger of death. Now Most of the teachers and scholars have been too comfortable with food and clothing. How can they make a breakthrough when life and death are at stake."
"Not bad!" Ye Wushuang nodded. He had such a view before. Now that Zhang Mo said so, he nodded and said yes. Turning his head, he was ready to continue watching the situation on the battlefield. Zhang Mo went to pat his shoulder and said: "Let's go, go back to the tent and rest."
Ye Wushuang was surprised and said, "No... Don't you watch it?!"
Zhang Mo smiled at him and said: "It's getting dark soon, and the battle is about to end. You can see that the situation on the court is still deadlocked. The final result of this war is just to retreat."
After speaking, he turned and left first.
Ye Wushuang was taken aback, and hurriedly followed up and asked, "Instructor, how about the rest of our team, why haven't they arrived yet?"
"There will be a group of mentors arriving in the evening. They should be there." Zhang Mo returned to the tent, lying on his back on the soft bed and said: "Now, we just have to hurry up and rest. Tomorrow, tomorrow, we should also fight on the battlefield, and we don’t know how many of our team can make breakthroughs.” As he said, his voice gradually became quieter, and Ye Wushuang wanted to continue to ask him. At that time, a slight snoring sound began to slowly rang in the tent.
"It's too easy to fall asleep." Ye Wushuang muttered dullly, and had to think about things boredly. It’s not that he can’t sleep. It’s just that when he first came to this strange environment, he had to understand some general information, such as the attack methods of the black black crows after getting close, such as how badly the black crows sprayed acid once, and , He felt it necessary to ask for some experience from the divisions who participated in the battle.
After all, in the chaotic battlefield, only he can guarantee his safety. He never thought of relying on Zhang Mo's care or the assistance of his teammates. In such a situation, if everyone is self-conscious and not flawed, how can they have the time to care about the lives and deaths of others
Ye Wushuang believed that fighting was originally his own, a very personal matter.
This is especially true when you are at a disadvantage. Moreover, for so many years, he has become accustomed to fighting alone, asking him to cooperate with others, it feels somewhat impossible to start.
"Well, it's getting dark, I'd better go out and have a look." Ye Wushuang got out of the tent without looking back at Zhang Mo who was still lying there.
At this time, the battle was over. Ye Wushuang got out of the tent, and he saw a large number of soldiers evacuating from the battlefield. After putting away the mecha, many captain-like guys were gathering themselves. , Then count the number of people and report it. In a large area at the rear, countless large pots are standing on the desolate land. I don’t know what kind of fire is used to burn them. At the bottom of the pot, it burns blazingly, and the smell of meat is scattered all over the land. elegant…
What a wild scenery!