The flying hammer roared past, and one after another the Jia warriors fell heavily to the ground. The savage huge strength, the heavy flying hammer, and the magical power created by the soil are really fatal if touched and touched.
Di Cha, Di Xi, and Di Mian brought more than a thousand Jia clan warriors. These were the most powerful Jia clan warriors among their three Blood Moon Legions. They basically touched the threshold of the Jia clan warriors. Only With just a little effort, he can be promoted to a warrior comparable to the Witch King!
A raid team composed of thousands of great warriors could at least destroy an army formation composed of tens of thousands of human elites on the battlefield in the past. Whether it is armor, weapons, or combat experience and skills, these family warriors have the absolute upper hand.
But facing the savage flying hammers, these Jia clan elites were like falcons in a thunderstorm. Although they could spread their wings and soar, they were accidentally struck by the thunder and turned into burnt tattered meat and fell to the ground with broken wings.
Manman was panting heavily, and the heat on his arms was rising like a boiling water pot. He grabbed the flying hammer and threw it with all his strength nearly a thousand times. Manman's arms finally became sore and limp, and it was a bit laborious. Stopped attacking.
The two flying hammers flew back to Manman, like two birds circling lightly around her. Manman laughed loudly and shook his swollen arms vigorously. A stream of fire light circulated on his arms, and the strength in his arms was rapidly recovering.
"Ji Hao, wait a minute, Manman will be fine in a while." Manman waved his arms in excitement and shouted: "Wait a minute, Manman can continue to hit these damn alien evil spirits with his hammer. !”
Nodding, Manman said seriously: "Who said that? Only dead alien evil spirits are good evil spirits. This is really true!"
On the sand island clearing just created by Ji Hao, more than 500 people fell in random directions. Among these Jia tribe warriors, more than two hundred of them were the weakest. Their bodies were smashed by flying hammers and they died on the spot. For the remaining three hundred people, their armors and shields were either broken or had huge holes. Each one of them was vomiting blood and fell to the ground unable to get up for a long time.
In the past, this was the kind of damage that could only be caused by an elite 10,000-person human army composed of great witches risking their lives to besiege. But in Manman's hands, this is just the destruction caused by throwing the new 'toy' with all his strength in just three or five breaths.
"This monster!" Di Cha was shocked and angry, his eyes were sore and hot, and tears almost flowed out.
Di Qi and Di Ming's expressions were extremely ugly. They looked at Di Cha at the same time - Di Cha had to settle this account clearly for them.
It takes a lot of money and resources to train a great warrior of the Jia tribe. Not to mention their daily needs for eating, drinking and practicing, the armor and shields they wear alone are a huge expense.
More than 200 people were directly killed, more than 300 people were seriously injured, and more than 500 sets of heavy armor were lost. Emperor Ji and Emperor Ming would never be able to bear this loss by themselves - even if Di Cha was their cousin and they came from the same family. As a family, they will never take the blame for Di Cha!
Di Xi and Di Ming worked hard to accumulate strength and spent thousands of years of hard work. There were only about a thousand warriors of this level in each of their legions. The team that raided this time pulled out more than half of the warrior-level elites in their legion. They had lost so much here, and they were ready to stab Disha to death with their swords!
Of course, before stabbing Disha to death, he had to pay off the debt first!
If Disha doesn't make up for today's losses to the two brothers, it will be difficult for Disha even if he wants to die!
Panting tremblingly, Di Ji said in a gloomy tone: "It's really a monster! This little girl can catch you alive, I really like her so much! Aha, I will choose the strongest Jia The clan warrior and the child she gave birth to must have extremely extraordinary talents!"
In the distance, Ji Hao, who was blown away by Ji Hao, coughed violently and stood up unsteadily from the ground. The wounds on his body were healing slowly, and the Golden Crow Divine Flame on the wounds was slowly absorbed by his body. With a breath, Ji Hao was walking towards the battlefield step by step.
Di Xi looked at Ji Qi with disgust, waved his hand and said calmly: "You are a useless waste, but you can still be regarded as a loyal slave. If you can catch these little brats, I will be extra merciful and forgive you." Today’s sin.”
Ji Li looked at the corpse that was still slowly twitching on the ground. It was a warrior in his scout team, a warrior with the same origin and bloodline as him. They have been together for more than a hundred years. They fought together, drank together, talked about women together, and fought with soldiers from other military camps!
In a human military camp full of enemies, these soldiers are the only ones Ji Li can trust, dare to believe, and are willing to trust with their lives. However, at the command of their loyal master, they were killed like pigs and dogs.
Ji Hao fell to the ground heavily on one knee, and shouted with all his strength: "Take orders!"
Then Ji Li stood up, grabbed his hand, and a heavy machete on the ground flew into his hand. He glared at Ji Hao angrily, with a flame of resentment in his heart rushing straight to his forehead: "It's all you, it's all you! Why are you resisting? Why don't you let us capture you alive? Why are you sabotaging our actions?"
"If it weren't for you, my brothers wouldn't have died!"
Ji Hao roared repeatedly, jumped into the air and struck Ji Hao on the head with his sword. At this moment, Ji Hao was his sworn enemy. He blamed all his brother's death on Ji Hao and others!
"We didn't ask you to be the lackeys of the foreign tribe!" Ji Hao shouted sternly: "We didn't ask you to betray your fellow tribesmen! We didn't force you to kill the tribesmen! We just want to live a good life on the land that belongs to our ancestors !”
A flying sword transformed from the Golden Crow shot out and hit the sword in Ji Qi's hand hard.
The Golden Crow Flying Sword made a crisp sound and circled happily back to Ji Hao. The big knife in Ji Yi's hand was shattered by the small flying sword. The flying sword penetrated his right shoulder and made a fist-sized hole in his shoulder.
Blood spattered, and Ji Hao roared angrily at Ji Hao: "What do you uncivilized natives know? The Yu Clan are the masters of this world! How could you stupid humans resist the Yu Clan? How could you be the Yu Clan? The adults’ opponents?”
"Only by surrendering, only by surrendering, and only by wholeheartedly supporting the rule of the Yu clan, can we live fairly and peacefully in this world. We will have no war, no killing, no death. Our talents meeting… "
Ji Hao looked at Ji Hao with chills all over his body. This kind of tone and words made him unwilling to argue even one word!
"What a dog wagging its tail to beg for mercy!" Ji Hao let out a long sigh, formed a seal with his hands, and softly shouted, "Start the formation!"
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