Chapter 1670
My Empire Chapter 1670
2021-10-15
Chapter 1670 1672 Beheaded"Where is your position?" On the battlefield of Planet Higgs 4, A embarrassed white clothed Swordsman faced questioning and lowered his head not knowing what to say.
"Cha!" A sharp Flying Sword fast as lightning, cut off the white clothed Swordsman's neck before he came back to his senses.
A human head rolled to the ground like this, and it rolled to the feet of a person. The eyes on the head were still wide, as if he couldn't believe he was dead.
"Lead the escape and disturb the military's morale! Asshole! Damn it!" An old voice spoke, a little hoarse with deep anger.
The old man is none other than the current Sect Master of Heavenly Sword Sect, the old Swordsman Xiao Renjie. He led his troops to Higgs 4 and was ordered to reinforce the front line, but the Heavenly Sword Sect's troops were the first to be defeated in the battle with the watchers.
In fact, it's not that the Swordsman of Heavenly Sword Sect are not doing their best, but that there are too many guards' troops, so many people in Heavenly Sword Sect recall those who were in the decisive battle in the sect. Horrible picture.
At that time, they were also on the ground, facing the army of guards who attacked like a tide.
That time they lost, they were a mess, the sect was destroyed, and there were countless casualties. The former Sect Master was killed in the internal strife, and the Sword God Sect was divided into two and almost broke the incense inheritance.
At this moment, facing the vast number of guard troops, the Swordsman who took the lead in fleeing back was actually only timid because he had been defeated at the time.
But even if the crime did not end in death, Xiao Renjie personally punished the commander who wanted to preserve his strength and lead his troops to retreat without authorization.
There is no other reason, just because Xiao Renjie knows that the land where he lives is behind him, and at this moment they have nowhere to go.
"Today! There will be more people who will quit! Kill without mercy!" Xiao Renjie also took out the very ruthless side that he could never see in normally, clenched his fists and shouted at the remaining Swordsman beside him Commander shouted.
His words made everyone shivered, and the long-lost, irreversible imposing manner of Sword God Sect returned briefly to the hearts of these Swordsman.
"People handed over their bodies to us. As Swordsman, we should die for those who are confidants! The old man is standing here, and he will not retreat today! It's not too late to go!" He raised his arms, pointed to the battlefield ahead, and said to the Heavenly Sword Sect's group.
As soon as the morale-boosting words or the warning words were finished, he continued to order: "Kill back! Help the Nine Nether faction to stabilize the flank!"
"No shame! Come with me!" A Swordsman cup one fist in the other hand gave Xiao Renjie a salute, then waved his arms and loudly shouted to the Swordsman behind him: "Kill the enemy!"
"Kill the enemy!" Those white clothed Swordsman regained their morale and followed the middle-aged Swordsman to the position they had just lost.
The Swordsman of the Nine Nether faction, who had lost their flank positions and suffered a hard fight, are now being caught between their sides by the enemy.
In the trenches, these black clothed Swordsman, one by one, did not say anything, but in their hearts, they scolded the Heavenly Sword Sect bastards who had abandoned their positions and ran alone.
However, behind them is the main position. If they retreat, it means selling the Alanhill Imperial Grenadiers who are fighting hard.
So they dare not go and can't go. As a result, even if the battle situation has become unstoppable, they are still fighting hard.
A Swordsman with a broken Flying Sword bleeds from the corner of his mouth, fell into the trench and gradually lost consciousness. His legs were blown away, and the rest was bloody, and the bottom of the trench was blood dyed red. .
Seeing that his companion was dying, another black clothed Swordsman roared angrily, and with his three-foot green peak, rushed out of the trench and smashed into the enemy group.
The Flying Sword flew up and down, cutting down countless sweepers until it was dark, and the sweepers' corpses were piled up beside him like a mound.
However, the manpower will eventually be exhausted, and as time goes on, his speed of killing enemies is getting slower and slower, and Flying Sword is gradually becoming less flexible.
Already surrounded, he was finally drowned in the vast crowd of sweepers and could no longer be seen.
Just when the Swordsman of the Nine Nether faction began to despair, on the other side of the battlefield, those white clothed Swordsman who fled in embarrassment earlier returned to the battlefield.
With the shouting and killing, Swordsman of Heavenly Sword Sect, one by one clothes whiter than snow, quickly interspersed on the battlefield, which added a strange bright color to this chaotic battlefield.
These Swordsmans have a very high cultivation base and have not suffered any losses before, so when they came back at this time, their imposing manner actually beat the sweepers by three points.
Although they escaped before, isn't that all the Commander's responsibility? The guy whose head was beheaded was greedy for life and had nothing to do with the grassroots warriors like them.
"For Alanhill! Go!" During the melee, the commander of Heavenly Sword Sect finally remembered this slogan, which was still a bit unfamiliar to him.
But after he chopped off the arm of a Sweeper soldier, he flicked the blood on his sword and shouted this slogan, but he felt that it was a bit more imposing manner.
So, he loudly shouted again, shouting this slogan, and with more than 100 daredevils behind him, he took the lead in the crowd of the guards.
For a while, the wolf entered the flock, and the one who killed it was called a dim sky. The guard troops who were caught off guard suffered heavy losses and were even forced to give up part of the positions they had just occupied.
From the very beginning of the white clothed Swordsman's chaotic defeat, to the bloody battle of the black clothed Swordsman just now, to the fact that the guard troops in front of them were pinched and began to collapse, it seemed like a century had passed.
For the Swordsman of the Nine Nether faction who just fought hard, their dead comrades will never come back.
Nevertheless, when they saw the Heavenly Sword Sect bastards who unexpectedly returned to the battlefield, they still put out a long breath.
It is a trivial matter to die in battle on one's own side, and the major event that affects the battle situation on the side of the main force is a really terrifying major event.
In another battlefield, in the battlefield above them, in the space near Higgs 4, the huge fleet of the Alanhill Empire is firing frantically with the equally huge enemy fleet.
Countless energy rays pierced the sky and rushed into the enemy's fleet, causing countless explosions before gradually dissipating.
On the other side, more black energy rays also attacked, most of them were resolved by the magic defense barrier, and a few also caused trouble for the Alanhill Imperial fleet.
The Great War is taking place throughout the Higgs War Zone, breaking out in every possible place.
Everyone knows that this sudden battle may be the decisive battle between Alanhill and the Guardians!
(end of this chapter)