1788: C1788 A Magical Team

C1788 A Magical Team

Article 1788. A magical team.

The White Tiger Front Camp and Vermilion Bird Front Camp quickly entered into a chaotic battle.

Battle cries shook the heavens on the battlefield. It was a tragic scene.

The enemy's two squads were in the midst of a fierce battle when suddenly, the enemy's reinforcements arrived.

We were surrounded, and we fought with all our might.

But soon, we were outnumbered and were surrounded by the enemy. Not a single person was left alive.

Zhang Xing's team followed the main group closely and did not have any intention of snatching the battle credit.

The other teams also tried their best to keep a distance from them.

At this moment, a ten-thousand-man team from the Vermillion Bird Army charged over from the side.

Zhang Xing's troops naturally had to send out a corresponding number of soldiers to meet the enemy.

centurion Sun Kai personally led the troops to battle, including Zhang Xing's team.

Both sides quickly engaged in battle.

But as they fought, Zhang Xing's team was separated.

It was also because White Tiger Army Captain had the intention to do so.

The Vermillion Bird Army was also happy to eat a White Tiger Army team.

By the time Zhang Xing's fifty subordinates realized what was happening, they were already surrounded.

"Captain! Let's break out of the encirclement as soon as possible!"

A soldier shouted anxiously.

"It's fine, there are at most three squads of the Vermilion Bird Army surrounding us.

Relatively speaking, we are relatively safe. "

How could Zhang Xing not notice the situation around him? He just didn't care.

"What? He's still safe after being surrounded?"

This was also the first time the fifty Soldiers had heard such a strange theory.

They formed a circle, and as they fought, they silently cursed Zhang Xing.

It was also strange that whenever one of the fifty Soldiers encountered danger, he would inexplicably escape from danger.

The enemy's weapon either missed or was blocked by his teammates.

The Vermillion Bird Army soldiers were so angry that they complained to each other.

Zhang Xing was right. Fifty people surrounded by 150 people was indeed much safer.

At least the 50 people under his command wouldn't be scattered.

On the other hand, outside the circle, there were only a few teams that could maintain a complete formation.

As for the dozen or so Captain who were hostile to Zhang Xing, they formed a group and could still fight for a while.2

A cold smile hung on their faces as they glanced at Zhang Xing from time to time.

Hmph! A rogue cultivator is delusional enough to think of getting promoted in the White Tiger Army. Without our agreement, you won't even know how you died.

The intense battle continued, and the casualties of the two armies gradually increased.

However, Zhang Xing's fifty-man squad was still in good condition, and they were still alive and kicking.

Dozens of people from the other squads had already died.

This strange phenomenon not only surprised the Vermilion Bird Army that was attacking Zhang Xing.

Even Bai Fuzhang, Qian Fuchang, and centurion, who were fighting with White Tiger Army, were dumbfounded.

It had been an hour since the battle started.

Under normal circumstances, Zhang Xing's team, which was surrounded by three enemy unit, would have at least suffered a dozen casualties.

However, in reality, they didn't. On the contrary, more than thirty people from the Vermilion Bird Army had died.

One of Zhang Xing's soldiers, duan Shan, had inadvertently killed three enemies.

He himself was stunned. He did not know why the enemy was so stupid as to use Neck to block his axe.

As for the other soldier called Guo Qing, he was actually able to cut the enemy into two with his axe, along with their weapons.

There were also many Soldiers who suddenly realized that their combat skills had become strange and unpredictable.

After a few experiments, their confidence had increased greatly.

All of them were yelling and yelling as they fought with the Vermillion Bird Army.

A few minutes later, more than 50 of the 150 enemy troops died.

Less than two out of the three small teams.

The Vermilion Bird Army felt a little scared, and their morale dropped.

Their attacks also slowed down.

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