BXBX NOVEL Chapter 741: fight as a guerrilla
The strength of most of the Desolate Race is above the second level. From this point of view, they are much stronger than the Monster Race.
But it seems that their racial reproduction ability is much worse than that of the Yaozu, so the total amount they use in each battle is not too much.
This team of Huangzu strikers only has a total of tens of thousands of people, of which the second-tier Huangzu accounted for more than half of the total number.
The overall strength is very strong, and it is not at the same level as the cannon fodder striker of the Shemale Alliance.
The eight teams of the Shemale Alliance entered the front of the Desolate Race from different directions, and they cut down a large number of low-level Desolate Race like melons and vegetables in an instant.
However, the Huangzu reacted quickly, and there were three desolate tribes of the fifth-level gods, and more than a hundred of the fourth-level Huangzu, and they greeted several teams respectively.
Eight teams Wang Hong's team is the strongest, and there is also a fifth-level desolate tribe leading more than forty fourth-level desolate tribes to meet Wang Hong.
The current battle is mainly about quick battles, and Wang Hong doesn't intend to waste too much time with the opponent.
The more than one hundred people behind them divided into two teams and rushed to the more than forty Desolate people in front.
Wang Hong held the black knife and faced the fifth-ranked Huangzu on the opposite side. The Huangzu had a strong body, rough skin and thick flesh, and it was not easy for ordinary magic weapons to break through their defenses.
Seeing Wang Hong walking towards him, this Desolate man held a ferocious-looking mace in both hands, and also rushed towards Wang Hong.
He has never lost a melee battle with a monk of the same level as a human race since he came to this world.
When he was about to approach Wang Hong, the mace swept across with a domineering momentum, and the huge force stirred up the surrounding sea water and flew into the air tens of feet high.
Before this powerful attack reached him, the robe on Wang Hong's body had already begun to shatter, and many pieces of the robe flew far away with the wind.
The corner of this Desolate race's mouth inadvertently showed a smug smile. He has been in the war for several years, and no human race has been able to block his full blow when he gets close.
Seeing victory was in sight, the next moment Wang Hong's head was about to be crushed under the mace.
This Desolate race suddenly felt a sharp pain in his head, which made him completely lose consciousness for a while.
The attack just now also lost its follow-up power. Although the huge inertia on the mace still blasted towards Wang Hong, Wang Hong was no longer in place at this time.
At this moment, Wang Hong had already appeared behind this Huangzu, with the black knife in his hand cutting down from top to bottom.
This Desolate man hadn't recovered from the severe pain, and had already been split into two neat and symmetrical halves.
Wang Hong casually put away the two halves of the body and the mace.
"The quality of this mace is not bad, it should be given to Yang Tiezhu for use."
The battle between him and this Desolate race had just begun, and in just an instant, the winner was already decided.
The Desolate people's spiritual consciousness is generally relatively weak. This weakness will not cause any problems when fighting other people, but it will be a fatal flaw when encountering monks like Wang Hong who are good at attacking with spiritual consciousness.
At this time, the more than 100 people under him had the absolute upper hand against the more than 40 people of the Zhanhuang tribe, without any suspense.
Especially his fifteen red armored guards, the black knives in their hands were exceptionally sharp, and they would often chop the Desolate people and their weapons into two with one blow.
Soon, the dozens of Desolate people they faced had all been beheaded.
While two of the other seven teams are fighting against the strongest of the Desolate race, the other five teams are still fighting among the Desolate race.
Although the two teams fighting against the strong Desolate race have gained the upper hand, it is still difficult to kill their opponents in a short period of time, and it will take a lot of time.
Especially the physical body of the Desolate race is strong, and many magic weapons can't cause too much damage to them.
"Your Majesty, are we going to help or kill the low-level Desolate race?"
Holding a black knife, Hu Jian asked Wang Hong.
"Retreat!"
In Wang Hong's spiritual sense, there are already groups of Huangzu rushing here from the rear.
Although the tribes of the Huangzu were separated by a day's distance, that was calculated based on the marching speed of the army.
There are a large number of low-level Huangzu in the army of the Huangzu. Their speed is not fast, but this does not affect the mutual rescue of the high-level strong.
"Withdraw!"
Although Hu Jian hadn't seen a few shadows of the Desolate people, after hearing Wang Hong's order, he turned around and ordered everyone behind him to retreat without any hesitation.
"Withdraw! Withdraw! Withdraw!"
The other seven squads don't have the quality of order and prohibition like the Fumo Army, although they have discussed it before going to battle.
At this time, Wang Hong shouted several times in succession, these talents reluctantly left the battlefield, and they had already fallen behind a large part of the crouching demon army.
Their seven teams had only withdrawn for a while, and countless powerful auras had already arrived at the battlefield here.
Wang Hong and the others might not be able to escape if it was a short while at night.
"It's dangerous! Fortunately, Fellow Daoist Wang reminded me in time, otherwise I might be buried here."
Cultivator surnamed Yue is watching Huang Qianfeng from a distance, and he is still a little scared at the moment.
He just fought with a fifth-level desolate race. When he wanted to retreat, he was entangled by the opponent and almost couldn't escape.
Fortunately, Wang Hong threw a red bead from a distance at that time, and the bead turned into a golden flame, blocking the opponent and helping him get rid of the opponent's entanglement.
"Everyone, now that the Desolate people are prepared, our actions will only become more and more dangerous in the future. When it's time to retreat, we must be resolute and decisive, and we must not be procrastinated." Wang Hong waved his hand and said a few words.
Next, they quietly sneaked to the rear of the Desolate race, and launched another sudden attack.
When the Desolate Race reacted and sent people to reinforce, the cultivators from the Human Beast Alliance had already slipped away, leaving few corpses of the Desolate Race.
This kind of behavior of killing a person and taking the body away is usually a warrior of the Demon Volunteer Army.
They took these corpses back to cultivate the hunting demon tree, Jingyuan Dan is the most practical pill for warriors below the third level of the Great Chu Immortal Kingdom.
These Desolate races have strong physical bodies and exuberant energy and blood, so it is perfect for cultivating the Demon Hunting Tree.
In fact, the Demon Hunting Tree is not picky at all, as long as it is flesh and blood, it will absorb it and then produce seeds.
These flesh-and-blood bodies, including human race, monster race, demon race, and desolate race, can all be absorbed by it.
Great Chu Immortal Kingdom has no restrictions other than the strict prohibition of using human corpses to cultivate demon-hunting trees.
Others saw the crouching demon army picking up corpses, so they followed suit and picked up the corpses of the Huangzu that they had beheaded.
Anyway, it’s just a matter of little effort, they can give it to the Volunteer Army after picking it up, and they can also get a favor.
Wang Hong led eight small teams, just appeared suddenly like this, attacked and killed a few desolate people, and ran away. He didn't like fighting at all.
As a result, the Desolate tribe was originally divided into three parts, the front, middle and back, and they had to gather all of them together, not daring to disperse them.