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- "Chirp" Suddenly the sharp roar of the goshawk leader sounded again. The returning goshawks turned around and swooped towards the humans again.
Everyone on the battlefield became alert when they heard the sound of eagle hooves. The former's attack is really hard to guard against. Even if it is defended, it will be powerfully attacked by the ground monsters at the next moment. They have no way to avoid such a battle, they can only accept it, regardless of life or death.
On the high mountain of mankind, the ancestors and the others have been observing the battle at the bottom of the valley, and they are very anxious. Before coming here, they thought about the power of the Warcraft army, but they would always win.
When talking to the Purple Golden Rat King, the ancestor thought so too. Although the total number and core strength of humans are somewhat weaker than that of Warcraft, their peak strength is enough for humans to win.
Until now, the ancestor didn¡¯t realize how stupid his idea was. Looking at the current situation, let alone victory, even three-tenths of people surviving is a luxury.
The murderous intent in the ancestor's eyes was clear, and he stared coldly at the group of goshawks below. Unexpectedly, it was such a force that caused all of his plans to fail.
The ancestor¡¯s plan is to help the battle at the bottom when the peak strength determines the outcome. But the peak battle hasn't started yet, and the people at the bottom are almost dead. How does the ancestor accept this?
"Ancestor, we can't wait any longer. Even if it has no effect at all, we must do that. Otherwise, under the fierce attack of the goshawks, our morale will be greatly reduced. By then, defeat will be only a matter of time. It's over." Situ Tong looked at the battle below and said to his ancestor.
"Sigh There is no other way. It seems that this is the only way. Wait, what is he going to do? Does he want to use his own strength to stop it? He is really asking for death." The ancestor was just about to send out the ninth-level powerhouse to fight, But he saw a very familiar person floating high in the air at the bottom of the valley, saying something in silence.
When Situ Tong heard his ancestor¡¯s words, he quickly turned his head to check. When he saw the person the ancestor was talking about, his face suddenly changed color. What is he going to do?
? Following the eyes of the ancestors and Situ Tong, a young man in black, holding a huge weapon in his hand, was floating in the air, looking coldly at the group of attacking goshawks.
Isn¡¯t this Xue Bin? That's right, it's Xue Bin. While Xue Bin was rescuing people, he suddenly heard the roar of the goshawk commander. He looked around and saw the group of goshawks swooping over again, and his expression changed drastically.
What a bunch of restless beasts. Xue Bin slowly flew up and stopped when he reached an altitude of 500 meters. Looking at the group of monsters, the fighting spirit burst out from their bodies.
A violent whirlwind blew from Xuebin in all directions, and the momentum of the early ninth level spread out quickly. Xue Bin gathered his fighting spirit and shouted sternly: "All magicians, listen, now the goshawks have attacked again. If you don't want to die, just listen carefully to my next order."
The sound mixed with Xue Bin's ninth-level momentum spread towards both sides of the Grand Canyon. Everyone fighting at the bottom of the valley heard Xue Bin's voice. When they first heard the sound, everyone laughed.
¡°What the hell are you asking us to listen to? It¡¯s so arrogant. Everyone's heart is full of dissatisfaction. However, after seeing the speaker, the dissatisfaction in his heart dissipated somewhat.
They knew the figure in the sky. It was he who brought this battle forward, and it was he who led his men to kill four eighth-level monsters in front of the army of monsters. They admired such a person.
But this was only the thought of those with lower strength. Those ninth-level warriors did not listen to Xue Bin's words. Although you killed four eighth-level monsters in front of the army of monsters, it is not your turn to lead the battle.
The ninth-level warriors have their own pride. They are the strongest warriors on the continent except for the saints. They have the foundation of pride and the confidence of pride.
Xue Bin looked at the reaction below, then looked at the goshawks that were about to attack, and said hurriedly: "I know what I said makes you feel embarrassed, but I still hope that you can unite. The attack of the goshawks, everyone We all know that if we don¡¯t unite, we have no chance of defeating them.¡±
Listening to Xue Bin¡¯s words, many people began to think. Yes, facing a group of 300,000 goshawks, it would be impossible to defeat them without cooperation.
The few ninth-level powerhouses at the bottom of the valley also began to think deeply after hearing Xue Bin's words. Now everyone can be said to be a grasshopper on a rope. If we don't unite, we will only die.
After all, everyone has witnessed the fighting power of the goshawks with their own eyes. There were even those who were lucky enough to escape the attack of the goshawk. They were deeply moved.He realized that if he didn't unite now, he would die at the hands of a monster sooner or later.
On the ground in the Grand Canyon where birds were singing and flowers were fragrant, an old man in a long gown, after killing a monster that attacked him, raised his head and looked at the blood bin floating in the air, thinking hard.
He agreed with what Xue Bin said, but he still couldn't accept it if he obeyed Xue Bin's orders. Soon after, the old man sighed and shook his head, and whispered: "Just trust this little guy like you for once."
After the old man finished speaking, his body slowly flew into the air. This old man turned out to be a ninth-level powerhouse. When the old man flew to the same height as Xue Bin, he stopped and looked around with cold eyes.
"I am the leader of the Dalin Mercenary Group, Dalin. I think this little brother is right. If we don't work together to kill the Goshawk now, we will all die under their claws sooner or later. I accept this brother's advice. Order." The old man's voice spread to the surroundings, and suddenly there was a commotion at the bottom of the valley.
The Dalin Mercenary Group is also well-known on the mainland. Now that they heard that the ninth-level leader obeyed orders, they also put aside their own pride and echoed Xue Bin. But this is only a small number of people.
Not long after the old man finished speaking, four people were seen slowly flying into the air. After they stopped, they said something similar to the old man.
Their power cannot be underestimated. They are all leaders of large mercenary groups. If they are, there are still many responders here.
With their support, most people at the bottom responded. Xue Bin looked at the five people in the air, smiled and nodded. Although I don't know them, but I can easily believe in myself, that is my support.
"Since everyone has agreed, let's start fighting these bastards." Xue Bin's voice sounded. The magicians at the bottom of the valley were all serious, waiting for Xue Bin's orders.
The warriors around the magician consciously shouldered the task of protecting the magician. Magicians are not allowed to be disturbed when they are chanting magic, and they are willing to protect these magicians.
After this period of time, the goshawks swooping over here also flew a thousand meters away, only a hundred meters above the ground. In Xue Bin's eyes, the bloody pupils kept shrinking, and a strange blood light flashed in his eyes.
"All the wood magicians obeyed the order and cast canes to block the goshawk's path. The fire magicians released explosive balls after the wood magicians attacked." When the goshawk reached 800 meters, Xue Bin The sound rang out.
Just as Xue Bin's voice fell, he saw a huge rattan suddenly rising rapidly from the ground ten meters in front of the goshawks. The rattan was thick, long and tough, intertwined with each other, forming an indestructible wall. .
I saw that those goshawks that had no time to dodge were hit hard on it. Although the injuries were not serious, they were effectively blocked. The goshawks behind them slammed into the stopped goshawks.
"Tong Tong" the sound kept ringing, and in front of the goshawk group, the goshawks colliding together fell helplessly to the ground. Once they landed on the ground, they were faced with several deadly scimitars.
The cane did not last long, only about thirty seconds, but in such a short period of time, it took away the lives of nearly 10,000 goshawks. After thirty seconds passed, the vine slowly disappeared. Before Goshawk could feel relieved, he saw countless fireballs suddenly appearing a hundred meters above them.
The fireball was about fifty centimeters long, and the fiery magical elements were rioting crazily. After the fireballs were formed, they hit the vanguard of the goshawk group.
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