The World’s Strongest Legion System

"Kachacha," the change in quantity led to a change in quality, just as there were more and more cracks in the city wall, and even one part of the city wall collapsed, and the dense Yan army rushed in along the gap.

Cracks appeared on a large number of phantoms of the Yan Clan's arms giants.

Li Wenhao's eyes flashed, he let out a loud roar, and swung his left arm vigorously: "Shoot, use rune armor-piercing bullets, blast them to death for me!

Archers, fire spirits ready! "

"Shoot!" Luna Ying and other generals, who had been waiting impatiently for a long time, roared and ordered.

"Boom boom boom." There was a sudden silence on the battlefield, hundreds of dazzling white flashes, and then there was a deafening roar.

At such a short distance, and with the blessing of the penetrating rune, the phantoms of the fire giants, which had already appeared cracks, shattered one after another and exploded into flying flowers.

Some rune armor-piercing bullets even pierced through two or three phantoms of the battle formation in a row, and shot into the dark army formation, bringing out a straight blood flower.

Even a fifth-order powerhouse would vomit blood and be seriously injured if he wanted to stop him.

"Not good, the phantom of the battlefield has been shattered, and we have no protection!"

"What kind of shell is this? It's too powerful!"

"How can the cannons of the Langya Army still shoot?"

For a moment, the Yan army was stunned by this round of artillery, and panicked.

Especially as the phantom of the battle formation shattered, a large number of soldiers in the battle formation suffered backlash, vomited blood and were injured, and even fell into a coma, causing even greater chaos.

Yan Guangzu was in the crowd, seeing that something was wrong, he pulled his neck and shouted: "Brothers, don't panic, the enemy's cannon must have just cooled down, and at most it can fire one shot!"

However, he had just finished yelling, "Boom," the slap in the face came so fast, and the second round of artillery fire came, and the phantoms of the fire giant battle formation were shattered.

"This, this is impossible!" Yan Guangzu almost bit his tongue in shock, but unfortunately he didn't have time to think about it, and then he yelled again: "Everyone, don't be afraid, at most two rounds, it is impossible for the Langya Army to shoot the third round !"

"Boom!" This time it came even faster, and the third round came as expected.

On the battlefield, there were no shattered fire giant phantoms, less than one-third of them, and they were all at the back.

"Bowmen, shoot arrows!"

With a loud shout on the city wall, 20,000 fire spirits and tens of thousands of archers fell like raindrops.

Without the protection of the phantom of the battle formation, the Yan Clan's army, especially in a dense formation, had nowhere to hide, screaming and splattering blood.

The worst thing is the soldiers in the battle formation. Usually when the phantom of the battle formation is about to fail, they will take the initiative to withdraw from the battle formation and retreat to repair.

But now, the battle formation was not withdrawn voluntarily, but was broken, and all of them were backlashed by the battle formation.

The lucky ones are powerless, and the unlucky ones are seriously injured. Ordinary soldiers can still use their spiritual power to block them. They don't even have the strength to escape, so they can only wait for death.

"Boom!" Another round of bombardment blasted out bloody sprays.

This time it was no longer rune armor-piercing projectiles. After all, it was not easy to manufacture rune projectiles, and there were not many of them. Moreover, all the phantoms of the Yan army's battle formation were shattered.

The ones that can't be broken belong to the later troops, and it's useless to hit them. It's better to change them to ordinary scattered bombs and harvest as many heads as possible.

"How is it possible, it's been three rounds?"

Yan Guangzu Zhan stood in the midst of the chaotic army, with thunder rolling in his head, he couldn't figure it out, everyone's black iron cannons fired three times, why you Langya are so unruly?

It's really, really bullying!

"Commander, retreat, if you continue to fight, the casualties will be too great!" A sixth-rank general beside him rushed over and shouted.

Yan Guangzu's lips twitched, and he turned his head to look at the handsome flag in the distance. After a long time, he cried out with a cry: "I want to retreat as well, but I don't give orders later. It is a capital offense to retreat privately!"

Several Yan Clan generals who came up were dumbfounded, what they said was really reasonable!

But it's all over now, as the only son of Yanguang Zuomu, if you don't call for withdrawal, who will call for withdrawal?

If you yell, there may not be anything wrong. We yelled and lost a layer of skin.

"continue!"

On the top of the city, Li Wenhao looked at the hell on earth below the city, without a trace of emotion on his face.

"Boom!"

Cannonballs flew, arrows were like locusts, and pieces of Yan soldiers were harvested.

In the midair, more than a dozen huge flaming eyes flickered. Once they found a strong man above the sixth level, they couldn't bear to show their combat skills, and they would shoot an invisible arrow and take away a big human head.

"Boss, retreat, this is not siege, this is death!"

"Wuuuuuu, my lord, these are the elites of my Yanguang family, they can't all be buried here!"

"Let's retreat, the enemy has planned it long ago, they must have hidden thousands of black iron cannons, and deliberately tricked us into dying, woo woo woo!"

On the podium, a large group of Yan clan generals knelt and kowtowed.

"Li Wenhao, how dare you do this!" Yanguang Zuomu couldn't bear it any longer, stared into his scarlet eyes, spat out a mouthful of blood, and passed out.

A clever seventh-rank Yan Clan standing next to him hurriedly stood up and shouted: "Ming Jin, withdraw troops!"

"How did you lose?" Behind him, Zichuan Teng's face turned pale. Before he came, he thought that Langya would definitely lose.

But what he saw with his own eyes was the complete opposite. Not only was Langya undefeated, he even beat the Yan people with heavy casualties.

In this battle, at least hundreds of thousands of Yan people died, right?

"Hmph," Master Huang snorted heavily, turned his head and left.

"Ding ding ding,"

Finally, the long-awaited jingle sounded on the battlefield, and the surviving soldiers of the Yan Clan army turned around and ran away as if they had received an amnesty.

"Quick retreat, quick retreat!"

Among the chaotic army, Yan Guangzu led many generals shouting and commanding the army to retreat.

"I want to withdraw now, it's too late, Earth Fissure!"

Li Wenhao's eyes were cold, and the four dragon seals that he had held in his hand for a long time emitted a khaki-yellow light that could not be seen by the naked eye, escaping into the ground.

He also became cruel, and when the four dragons were printed, a full three-quarters of the energy was consumed.

"Boom," the earth roared, as if the sky was collapsing.

A super-large crack five miles long and ten meters wide suddenly appeared on the battlefield, blocking the way for the Yan Clan army to retreat.

What's even more frightening is that the quicksand is rolling and flowing into the crack crazily, taking the defeated soldiers on both sides with them, unable to escape if they want to.

Screaming, being swept into the unfathomable crack by quicksand.

"This is the blood tide crack!"

Everyone couldn't see the light of the four dragon seals, and the first reaction was a crack in the blood tide, and military adviser Fu Baichuan and others all gasped.

"It should be!" Li Wenhao rubbed his nose lightly, he was also frightened by the power of the four dragon seals.

I didn't know how to explain it for a while, so I responded casually.

"Blood tide, blood tide crack, super blood tide crack, run away!"

"Oh my god, such a big crack is too scary!"

"Whoa, the Seventh Continent is too scary, I want to go home!"

Unlike people on the Seventh Continent, who have not experienced blood tides for thousands of years, people on the Dylan plane have all experienced blood tides and know how terrible blood tides are.

But they had never seen such a big crack before, and this was before the blood tide erupted. If the blood tide erupted, would it be okay?

At this time, I was scared to death, and my morale fell to the bottom.

"Surrender, we surrender!"

"Wuwu, don't kill me, I was forced to become a soldier, I don't want to come here!"

Seeing that there was no hope of escaping, many soldiers of the Yan tribe who were civilians knelt down and surrendered.

For a moment, looking from a height, there were 70,000 to 80,000 surrendering soldiers throwing down their weapons and kneeling in surrender.