The World’s Strongest Legion System

"Good method, the messenger battalion, blast me out of the enemy's cannon!!"

Li Wenhao's face remained unchanged, and he ordered calmly.

Even if the opponent has a way to cool down the spar cannon, don't forget that he has a total of three hundred black iron cannons.

"Adjust the direction and fire!"

After setting up a special artillery battalion, the skills of the artillerymen became more and more proficient. Coupled with the aiming frame designed by Li Wenhao himself, the explosive bullets roared out and went straight to the fort of the Sand Clan camp.

"Be careful, Rumble!"

In an instant, the twenty forts of the Sand Clan camp were covered by artillery fire. Several ice warlocks who were casting spells to cool down the spar cannons couldn't dodge in time, and were blown away by their shields.

"Hurry up and save people!" Guimu Tengchuan was in a hurry, and flew over in person. At the same time, with a wave of one hand, he released a wind wall to block the shells.

The ice element is a very rare attribute, especially suitable for cooling the cannons on the spar battleship. His disciples are all treasures, and they would rather lose the battle than get hurt.

The young husband of Baimu hesitated for a moment, and then flew out, saving an ice warlock from the artillery fire.

It seems that he is only seventeen or eighteen years old, with a young face, is this still a child?

"Xiao Wu, who told you to run ahead?"

In a panic, Guimu Tengchuan ran over eagerly with two other ice magicians, grabbed the boy's arm, and looked up and down.

"Grandpa, thanks to the people of Bermuda, I'm fine!" Guimu Xiaowu grinned and scratched his hair in embarrassment.

"Ghost wood, are you crazy? How did you bring your grandson to the battlefield?" The young husband of Baimu couldn't help asking with a shocked expression on his face.

He didn't expect that this little third-level ice warlock turned out to be the grandson of Guimu Tengchuan, the only survivor of that tumultuous incident.

"My whole family died at the hands of the Yan people, and I don't worry about leaving such a grandson behind!" Guimu Tengchuan gently stroked Xiaowu's hair with his hand, showing a rare kindness on his face.

It was the first time for Baimu Qingfu to see such a ghost tree Tengchuan, so he looked carefully at the young man in front of him.

Unlike ordinary Sha people, Guimu Xiaowu's skin is slightly darker, and his hair is also black.

This is consistent with the rumors that the son of Guimu Tengchuan provoked a noble girl of the Yan clan, causing the entire family to be killed.

Because the opponent's background is too high, even if the great wizard comes forward, there is nothing he can do.

Guimu Tengchuan was worried that the other party would not give up, so it was reasonable to keep his grandson by his side.

"These bastards!" Baimuqing cursed in a low voice, he didn't know whether he was cursing the nobles or the damn world, anyway, he just wanted to curse!

The families of dignified seventh-rank powerhouses have no security at all, let alone ordinary people.

"Thank you!" Guimu Tengchuan thanked Baimu Qingfu. The two people belonged to different forces, because of this little episode, they became inexplicably closer.

"Boom," after destroying all the forts, Langya Army's cannons still didn't stop firing, blasting the front half of the Sha Clan's camp to pieces, and the flames shot into the sky.

"Where did the Langya people get so many elves!" Guimu Tengchuan looked at the formation he had set up in front of him, his expression was very ugly after being bombarded badly.

"Guimu, I know you don't want to work with the Yan tribe, but it's definitely not the best policy to confront the Langya army here. It's better for us to retreat to Meishan!" Baimuqing took a deep breath and persuaded him earnestly.

It stands to reason that he should cooperate with Li Wenhao to destroy the 300,000 troops of Guimu Tengchuan here, which can be regarded as a meritorious service.

But for some reason, he suddenly felt compassion, and didn't want to see Guimu Tengchuan's grandfather and grandson die here.

"Bermu, if you want to go back to the city, you can go back as much as you want, and I'll let it go!"

Guimu Tengchuan waved one hand, and his tone contained anger: "I don't know what the regent thinks, to allow the Yan army to enter Meishan.

He was not afraid that Meishan would not be taken by Li Wenhao, but by the people of the Yan tribe instead! "

The young husband of Baimu shook his head with a wry smile, and stopped trying to persuade him. He knew that any further persuasion would be useless.

I might as well think of a way to see how to save the lives of the grandpa and grandson.

With the strength of the eighth-level peak of the great wizard and the influence in the alliance of eight tribes, he was not able to uphold justice for Guimu Tengchuan, and he also felt resentful in his heart if he wanted to do it for Guimu Tengchuan.

On the other side of the Langya army's position, the roar of the black iron cannon finally stopped, and a black iron cannon fired at most three rounds, and it had to be cooled with cold water.

"Prick, prick," buckets of cold water were poured onto the red gun barrels, and a large cloud of white mist rose from the artillery positions.

Under the envious eyes of the crowd, the three thousand golden warriors put away their battle formations, took out handfuls of Qi and Blood Pills, and swallowed them.

Ordinary people can only take one Qi and Blood Pill a day. As the level of the warrior increases, the number of Qi and Blood Pills that can be taken per day increases in the same proportion.

But like Jin Jialishi, who has more than ten times the dosage of the same level, he is an enviable object everywhere.

Even the third-order fire spirit behind him cast envious looks.

"It's the Golden Armored Warrior from the Golden Armor Dynasty, that's right, it's exactly the same as what was recorded in the ancient scroll. Among the barbarians, they are the only ones who have this ability!"

In mid-air, Qingluan opened his eyes and yelled, as if he had discovered a new continent: "I know, it must be a descendant of the Jinjia Dynasty in ancient times, who migrated to the seventh plane!"

After finishing speaking, Qingluan raised her small face, wanting to hear praise, but turned her head to see that Yi Lianna and Xuan Hongyi were holding something called lipstick, muttering something in a low voice, so frustrated.

"Qingluan, you are so good, you even remember this kind of knowledge!" At the critical moment, the young master sent out a weak spiritual force and praised him.

Above the ground, with the cessation of the artillery fire, the Sand Army camp also began to fight the fire and repair the damaged city wall.

The two sides confronted each other strangely with a distance of five miles.

"To fight or not to fight?" Li Wenhao frowned, hesitated for a long time, but still couldn't give the order to attack.

He dispatched troops today in a rather hasty manner, out of 300,000 infantry, only 100,000 were brought out.

Outside of the sand, there are 100,000 cavalry covering it, which is nothing.

Once the infantry enters the sand to attack, without the cover of the cavalry, even with the support of the golden armored warriors and the fire spirit, it is impossible to fight.

What's more, if the enemy has any quasi-esoteric level large-scale spells, it will definitely be even worse in an environment full of yellow sand.

Sending a small number of troops to try it is no different from sending them to death, and it is not advisable.

For a moment, he lost his mind.

"My lord, what should we do now? Why don't we attack, and I'll take the lead?" Li Erkui couldn't bear it anymore, and ran over excitedly.

"What's the matter, get out of here!" Li Wenhao stared angrily, "Order the whole army to set up camp on the spot!

I don't believe it, I bombard them every two hours to see if they can stay? "

In the end, he still thought of a solution that was not a solution, anyway, it was to prevent the Sand Clan army from continuing to desertify the land.

He is not at all timid about who has more black iron cannons and who has more elves.

It just so happened that supplies from the Black Gold Chamber of Commerce arrived one after another, and he seized the time to strengthen his troops and train for battle.

Among his more than 300,000 infantry, there are at least 60,000 to 70,000 warriors. Once he learns the Black Demon Battle Formation and the Shadow Killing Battle Formation suitable for night battles, there will be 60 to 70 battle formations.

Even if the enemy has a large formation, it can withstand it!

However, his plan to take Meishan quickly failed, and it is likely to be a stalemate for a while.