MTL - Black Dragon Kingdom-Chapter 505 The sword of the Dragon Empire is still sharp

  Chapter 505 The Dragon Empire’s Knife Is Still Sharp

   "Brothers, you all know how the Dragon Empire handles traitors. Just two words, kill them all. Since we don't resist, we will die, and if we resist, we will die."

   "Then what are you afraid of? If we fight with them, we are not afraid of death. What else can we fear?"

"Fight."

"kill!"

  In the blood-stained ocean, 1 million dark creatures who betrayed the dragon lord's ban and used blood sacrifices without permission, rushed forward madly as if they were dead.

They held simple weapons and wore tattered armor. They looked like a group of motley troops, but their morale was extremely strong. Since they were all dead, why didn't they fight to the death vigorously? It rushed forward like a flood.

A thousand meters away, a troll commander, holding a legendary mace, looked at the mighty million traitors rushing towards him, and said with disdain on his face: "A group of traitors dare to resist!" The will of the dragon king against the destiny."

   "There is only one eternal destiny for you, and that is death."

   "Follow me, leave no one behind."

  The troll captain took back his legendary armor and legendary weapon, put on the armor belonging to the third-tier powerhouse, and took the mace that belonged to the third-tier armor, and his strength was suppressed to the peak of the third-tier.

"Since your life is an eternal tragedy under the rule of the dragon lord, and you are slaves so low that anyone can bully you, why do you use the knives in your hands to let the lowly dragon lord and me The military winners know that you may be strong, but you definitely lack the courage to resist."

  Small pieces of traitors were massacred, and the slaves in the fiefs of countless military winners in the empire were completely stunned by the crazy massacre, and they dared to join the traitors again.

  The anti-insurgency army with me as the arrow, with the advantage of equipment, low morale, and dozens of times fewer Transcendents than the opponent, kills a lot on the battlefield.

In the area where we are located, there are countless military winners and slaves loyal to the military winners who are fighting us. Despite the weak suppression of the military winners, although we have not achieved certain results, we have massacred countless military winners. The winner gets a small piece of land.

   "Kill, kill, kill, kill, kill, kill!"

   In just two or eight months, the army in my hands has swelled to less than 20 million.

Looking at the enemies approaching me from a distance, Commander Mies replaced his legendary armor and picked up his legendary mace. I buckled my faceplate, did I have the slightest bit of fear? He said in a calm tone: "Since their overall strength is so high that they can besiege and kill Legend, this old man is using his own strength."

   "You are all abandoned existences. If there is no war for you, the future will be like the eternal life you are living in now. It is the trench to the sun, especially the eternal darkness."

   Less than 2 million white and dark fighters plus the original 8.1 million defeated white and dark fighters, a total of more than 3 million white and dark fighters have not yet completed the encirclement of the fighters in my hand.

  Small pieces of traitors ended up running around the battlefield, trying to escape.

  For this reason, I and the surrounding little evil dragon empires must have signed peace treaties with each other, and we are all going to kill all the traitors in the country first, and then fight again.

  The endless waves of dark warriors are using crowd tactics, hacking the soldiers in my hands to death one by one under the battlefield.

  There are endless dark warriors. Seeing that the Commander Mies who killed our 200,000 brothers was not so powerful, we, who were timid to be killed, showed our ferocious faces one by one.

In the army, there are no tauren, no kobold, no snake people, no cat people, all kinds of races are exhausted, we who were not in conflict before, it is difficult for us to unite, under the oppression of the dragon , the common split.

  The rebels, who are equipped with luxurious and rare extraordinary people, have no way to stop our charge.

   Commander Mies, who was killing Shuang, was shocked by the vast roar of killing, and I raised my eyes to look into the distance.

  The kobold semi-holy said with his head high: "All traitors in the empire will meet our death."

  However, just when Commander Mies made a small killing.

   The crazy ruler of the dragon empire, Bai Deng Yunyue troll, completely pulled out his hand that time.

  Even if 3 million enemies stand outside and let me kill them, I still have to kill 300 hours.

  And now, such a small person is going to die outside of our hands.

  At that moment, all the dark warriors were excited.

  Small pieces of white and dark creatures died tragically under the ocean after your pursuit.

   "You have to see, are you guys going to kill you first, or you are going to kill them all first."

  Hundreds of white and dark creatures were smashed into blood foam in an instant, and countless dark and dark warriors didn't even have the reaction to turn into corpses.

   There are too few traitors, and they are simply killed.

  One day has passed, and Commander Mies, who has consumed a small part of his extraordinary power outside his body, has not killed 200,000 dark fighters madly. I am exhausted, and I look up at the endless enemies around me.

  "The dark creatures that have never been shrouded in darkness, let you use your knives to cut out a future that can keep you alive."

  The deafening shouts of killing shook the small land hundreds of miles away, and countless white and dark creatures rushed out of the trench, madly rushing towards the Mies who hadn't lost their array guards.

The eyes of the eighth-rank tauren haven’t completely turned blood red yet. I swim to the battlefield with a bloodthirsty face. I used to be a slave, and even my wife deserves me. I want to use the knife in my hand to make these low Those who have gained military merit know that the knife in my hand can also kill people.

Seeing that scene, Commander Mies would not give up that bad opportunity, and shouted at the Mies fighters who continued to push back with the wall: "Give up the array, and use 10 people as a unit, and give you all those traitors!" Killed."

  That's too high. Fate is playing a joke on me.

   In the back line, the white dragon Al troll looked at the information on his magic screen, and the whole dragon hadn't gone mad yet.

   It must be said that the territory ruled by the Dragon Empire is an extremely small circle, so the rear line is not the outermost edge of the circle, it only accounts for 1% of the total area of ​​the circle.

  The torrent of white darkness that covered the sky and the earth submerged Commander Mies. Commander Mies, who was able to hammer open a small space with a single hammer, completely had no room for expansion.

   "You can't do it anymore."

  In the situation where we were already in the upper hand, the backline had the lowest genetic level, the most combat experience, and the worst equipped fighters came all the way, and we had absolutely no power to fight back.

   "Kill towards the interior of the empire. At that time, you will allow any traitor to escape the fate of death."

   After only 3 days, more than 30,000 dark and white creatures died in the hands of Commander Mies.

  Among the mighty shock wave, countless dark creatures tried their best to stay away from Commander Mies.

  We are born fighters, and we will never lack the courage to fight.

  The weak dragon empire seems to be crumbling.

The White Dragon Al troll looked at his most intelligent follower, the Kobold Semi-Holy One, and said word by word with extremely boiling killing intent: "You haven't signed a peace treaty with the surrounding dragon empire, Send an order to the family members who are not loyal to you in the rear line, and turn the gun."

  Accompanied by the troll Bai Deng Yunyue's orders, there are endless military winners who have survived countless **** battles, turned their guns, and pointed their knives at the traitors within the empire.

  After that battle, the eighth-rank Tauren noble used high power to dissolve the loyalty in his hands, and his reputation was widely spread in the ears of countless slaves and traitors.

  But in a small game, we have the upper hand.

   Can only be slaughtered miserably.

"kill!"

  Even if you are as weak as me, you still feel powerful.

   "Kill, kill, kill, kill, kill, kill, kill, kill, kill, kill, kill!"

   Today we can kill a thousand commanders, tomorrow we can kill ten thousand commanders, hundreds of thousands of commanders, and millions of commanders.

  Commander Mies raised his foot and kicked towards the sea water in front of him. With the help of the reaction force, he changed from static to dynamic in an instant. After a few seconds, I crossed the distance of 10,000 meters and rushed into the enemy's army frantically.

Suddenly, a seventh-level extraordinary person swam from the bottom of the trench, and came to an eighth-level tauren noble at a very slow speed, and said excitedly: "Boss, after a fierce battle, these Deng Yuns are still here!" They didn't abandon their formation, they dispersed and chased them down."

  We are courageous fellows, we have the blood of the Dragon Alliance flowing in our body, and the blood flowing in our body is optimized by the rules of absolute militarism, knowing that we are of low-level blood.

  In the trench, the eighth-rank tauren nobleman raised his bull head, and his originally simple and honest bull face was full of wisdom. I picked up my long sword and faced the army of more than 2 million in the valley.

  However, how long has it been? After only 10 years, why did the rebellion, which was 10 times more ferocious than before, break out again?

   "You have to let these lowly slaves know that if you dare to rebel, you will die."

  And in that vast and small dragon empire that cost millions of land, there are countless existences like me.

  However, the top 1% of the territory has the most elite fighters of the Dragon Empire.

Crazy as I am, I led my army to sweep away the fiefdoms of one military winner after another in the ocean, and when my army swelled to 25 million, with the help of the blood sacrifice energy brought by the abundant manpower, Climb to the top of the legend and become the pinnacle of extraordinary power in the world today.

  At that moment, I realized that I had made a small mistake. I asked the soldiers to disarm the array, and went to hunt down these enemies that hadn't been routed yet.

   The mad slaughter is over.

  Although Commander Mies is a legend, the power of the legend is unlimited. I can burst out all my strength in an instant and kill more than 30,000 enemies within eight hours.

   Only 4,000 Deng Yun soldiers were left, and when they heard the commander's order, they were all extremely excited for an instant, screaming and killing the traitors who were going to collapse.

  In the frontal battlefield, we have always lost less and won more in our wars with military achievements. We can only gain certain advantages by relying on the crowd tactics brought about by birth restriction.

   Those of us who are not shrouded by the rules of absolute militarism, 80% of the casualties are not the limit.

The eighth-rank tauren noble came to the back in small steps. I looked at Commander Mies, who hadn't exhausted his strength. His face was full of ferocity. I looked at the countless white and dark warriors who were watching me, and said in a low voice. : "The difference between my extraordinary power not being consumed is less."

  The genetic level of the dark creatures inside the empire is much higher than that of the empire's back-line. Facing the massacre of the back-line military winners and slaves, they have no power to fight back.

  He took the soldiers and slaves behind him, a total of 10,000 armored troops, and marched fiercely forward like a long sword.

  Commander Mies died in battle, and every inch of flesh and bone in my dead body was swallowed alive by crazy white and dark creatures.

  I saw dense white and dark creatures rushing towards the battlefield frantically in all directions. As far as the eye could see, there were not many fighters at all.

  However, Commander Mies swayed his extraordinary power and frantically pursued and killed him, stopping at every step.

  Of course, it’s just me who is unlucky. All the little dragon empires around me have extremely weak rebellions, and all the dragons are too bad.

  The soldiers who are scattered in the sand are simply unable to block the impact of hundreds of times the enemy.

   "I am humbled, I have to die at your hands today."

  The commanders of the Dragon Empire are basically legends, little people in the eyes of our slaves.

Large swathes of sea water that had been dyed red were washed away, and the troll commander waved his own mace, smashing two or eight first-order supernatural beings on the opposite side with one stick, and hundreds of traitors died tragically wherever they passed. On top of my attack.

   Tens of thousands of traitors fell on the battlefield like wheat harvesters, powerless to resist.

  In the ocean trench ten miles away from the battlefield, less than 2 million traitor troops were hiding, waiting silently.

   Sometimes wars make us weaker all the time.

  Ten hours ago, the million-dollar army composed of millions of traitors completely collapsed, and our casualties have not yet reached 80%, and we are no longer able to resist the opponent's charge.

   In my most ignorant hands, the kobolds and semi-holy ones hacked to death most of the traitors with knives afterwards. Wherever they looked, all the traitors who hadn’t escaped were trembling.

"kill!"

  I simply have the strength to stop the small trend on the battlefield today.

   Our remaining 700,000 troops have not yet completely collapsed.

  But the 30,000 enemies are not one percent of the enemies today.

   Less than 2.6 million dark warriors rushed towards me crazily, the ones in the back died and the ones in the front rushed down crazily, we, who are as humble as slaves and will live forever as slaves, want to use our knives to stain the blood of the captain of the Dragon Empire.

  Xiaohai turned into pitch white at that moment.

  Even the most peak dragon lord, it is impossible to die in our hands every day.

   The countless traitors within the Dragon Empire have also gathered an endless army to fight against each other, but we have no strength to resist.

"kill!"

  (end of this chapter)