This was Zhu Ting<unk>s marshall skill.

Constant shield.

Sparks fell from Zhu Ting<unk>s body.

We was puzzled.

Did I create sparks by hitting the shield? Zhuing suddenly kicked with her long legs, flipping and leaping, knocking away an axe soldier.

She then jumped twice more, breaking free from the encirclement with the speed boost from her high elastic stockings and Su Jyn's tactical skill quick march.

No one could catch up to her.

We wanted to chase, but he smelled smoke.

This acurate smell, it was familiar.

He had just smelled it in the afternoon.

What is this? This is Damn.

Quick disperse.

We Mang roared, rolling and crawling backward.

Chunowo was knocked down behind him.

Boom.

Boom.

Boom.

In the forest shrouded in darkness.

Flames erupted suddenly, dazzling like fireworks.

The axe soldiers scattered like burning dandelions.

Their formation, lineup, and command system all collapsing.

Like lost dogs, they fled in all directions.

As they ran, they found they couldn't escape.

Female soldiers appeared from all sides.

The figure to the north was graceful and gentle.

Xiaoi.

The figure to the west was slender and elegant.

Enro.

The figure to the east was calm and refined.

Yaoing.

The figure to the south was Suene.

It was Suene radiating with a strange brilliance.

Three skills activated simultaneously like a little rainbow.

The blue one was the tactical quick march.

The red one was the combat skill thrust.

And the golden one was the secret technique inspiration.

The confident and high-spirited shouts of the female soldiers ignited the battlefield.

The red gun muzzles pierced through armor.

Quick footsteps chased down the enemy.

What axe wielders? What tier 2 soldiers? Now they're all just ignited fodder.

They are all morale defeated.

Completely lost their fighting capability.

Chapter 62.

Soul of the general Weming gritted his teeth as he chased after Zhu Ting.

flames engulfing him.

The burning oil clung to his iron armor, turning it red-hot.

Unable to bear the heat, he discarded the armor.

His back already charred black.

Anger dulled his pain.

He couldn't swallow his rage.

Damn Zhu Ting, I will tear you apart.

We searched in the direction Zhuing had left.

These women.

No, these women also not these women.

H.

Suddenly, he froze for a moment, a smile creeping onto his face because he saw a man.

It was Sujene.

Sujene, accompanied by female soldiers, was fighting against the collapsing axe soldiers.

One by one, the axe soldiers fell.

But we Ming didn't care at all.

Zhuing was no longer important.

In his eyes, there was only Su Jeene left.

As long as he killed Su Jene, this battle wouldn't count as a loss.

Su Jeene felt a chill down his back.

He turned around abruptly and saw Weim Ming's excited face.

Sujene was somewhat surprised.

He was here to intercept Weim Ming.

If Weim Ming escaped, today wouldn't count as a real victory.

But unexpectedly, Weim Ming didn't seem to have suffered much harm.

Had the burning oil not reached him, it didn't matter now.

What mattered was that he had to be dealt with.

Even if he couldn't win, he had it by time.

Once Zhu Ting and the female soldiers were free to assist, it would be foolproof.

Sujene raised a spear attempting to stall for time with words.

We Ming, we were all forced into this situation.

We should unite against the danger.

I don't understand why you would turn your blade on your own people.

We Ming fixed his gaze on Sue Gene.

This is the Lord's world.

This is a game world.

It's not our original world.

To approach it with the same values as before is simply naive and ignorant.

Sugene continued to buy time.

No matter which world it is, as long as we can unite and fight against danger, we can certainly survive well here.

We Ming stood still, sneering.

Half a year ago, I was the squad leader of the Blade Army.

I had several groups under me, each with many players.

It looked splendid, right? But so what? After a wave of mist swept through, all of it was gone, leaving me to struggle alone.

The rest turned into the of those scrap corpses.

I want to ask you when the mist came the legion needed supplies I provided them.

They needed personnel I provided that too.

But when the mist reached me where was the legion where are players like you who preached unity.

They were all scared like grandchildren and I was left to bear it alone.

And the result the legion saw my strength decline and even took back the title of squad leader.

Now I have to listen to that woman give orders.

It's disgusting.

In this world you can only accumulate your own strength.

Trust no one.

Help no one.

Having strength is everything.