The battlefield is a place full of uncertain factors.

Zhang Xi must make a relatively calm decision when some flesh and blood sacrifices are sacrificed.

The sacrifice of his comrades will cause him to experience psychological fluctuations.

But, just as most Black Flame soldiers chose the "growth style", those who survived must carry their share and fight harder for the future of their families.

"drive!"

Zhang Xi rode the horse under her alone, and with the help of the wind, he rushed towards the city gate with the wind, and passed the crowd of people in one fell swoop, actively drilling into the soldiers of Mars City.

"How much has my brother died? I want you to pay a hundred times the price!" His eyes turned red.

He did not lose his mind.

But watching his brothers run out one by one, and go out to extinguish the ashes and turn into coke, it will never affect the behavior of the hurt brothers. He clearly noticed that Huo Wenlin's attack "Flame Mountain" was not for him, but for these brothers.

Anger is self-evident.

He wanted Huo Wenlin to see his anger.

He wanted to let the soldiers of Mars City see that his brothers and soldiers would never die in vain.

Huo Liaoyuan stared at the city gate, looked down at the movements coming from above, frowned, and was puzzled, and was confused: "What is that kid doing? With his ability, he rushes into ordinary soldiers with his own status, what's the point?"

"He is taking revenge." Huo Liaoxin understood, and laughed at the same time: "He has lost his mind. After all, there are very few soldiers. He only has one piece of cake with a beggar. If he destroys half of him, he will naturally be anxious with us."

"We have a lot of cakes."

"Even if you are tired, you can exhaust him to death."

The mentality of these two generals is completely different from the attitudes and moods of Zhang Xi and the generals of the Black Flame Legion towards the soldiers.

They have not really treated them as their brothers.

More importantly, treat them as their own subordinates.

The grades of high and low are very clear.

Those with high cultivation level and those above ten thousand people are the best.

As long as the result of the war is good, then what the process is like will not be too important.

Survival of the fittest.

In every battle, some muddy fish that are not that good and live with the large army can be eliminated.

Huo Wenlin didn't take it seriously at first, and was not too afraid of Zhang Xi rushing into the city.

He is just a person and can't make big waves. It's good to use his hands to train his soldiers.

However, as time went by, his face gradually changed a little.

Listening to the tearing screams coming from below, the sound of shouting and killing became weaker, and even the sound of some soldiers begging for mercy was beginning to appear.

His face suddenly changed drastically: "No, he is destroying our morale!"

The best way to kill someone and destroy an army is to make this army no longer have the confidence to fight.

At this moment, he mixed in with thousands of soldiers in Mars City. He released the thirty puppet warriors in time, whether they were female relatives or guards, and uniformly equipped them with special armor, which was light and tightly wrapped, so that they could not see their true identity clearly.

For ordinary soldiers, it is hard to see whether they are humans or not.

Faced with the sudden intrusion of the thirty puppet warriors, they were caught off guard and looked very panicked.

Especially when you are touched lightly, your whole body will be ignited.

For the soldiers of Mars City, they themselves have a certain degree of fire resistance.

In terms of resistance to flames, they themselves have a certain ability to resist. Their armor is expensive and special-made fire-burning armor.

However, their bodies were only burning violently when they were touched by the puppet warriors.

This burning intensity is something their bodies cannot resist.

The flames burning from the body also belong to that kind of charming color.

They are not Black Flame soldiers, and they do not have the extremely conscious loyalty to their troops.

They want to be alive.

They can see the future of the Zhaoye Legion.

I want to stand on the peak of Yanghui with Zhaoye, enjoy the kind of feeling that you can be the top of the mountain, and look at the heights below the mountains in a cold way.

They were discussing privately how many benefits they would get after the Zhaoye unification in the future. At least they would get wealth and status.

After all, they are Zhaoye’s people and Zhaoye’s heroes.

In the future, the people of other legions will be surrendered to them and become enslaved by them.

The soldiers who have not married yet are already discussing which legion is rich in beautiful girls, and then a few of them will come back to be bed warmers.

Among these beautiful wishes, they are unwilling to die.

When he found that the flames on his body were unable to be extinguished, he placed his hope of extinguishing the flames to other comrades around him, hoping to chat together and discuss going to a certain flower building together during the holidays and buying a comrade from the Legion flower building in the future.

Some comrades would come to help when they didn't know the power of this charming flame.

When some comrades in their arms were also contaminated with kindness and witnessed that they could not be extinguished by water or ice, and were not picky about ignition, they began to no longer be so concerned about comrades.

They all started to take care of themselves.

Some even looked at their comrades approaching them for help.

Instead of showing help, he waved his sword at him.

The pain of burning and the visible demise of life will lose your mind when the stimulation of the sword swing of a comrade.

Some of the soldiers who were hit had a pink light drifted in their eyes, turning into a group of puppet soldiers, and took the initiative to pounce on the fresh Mars City comrades before their bodies were burned out.

"Xiaobai, continue."

The morale of these soldiers was in chaos and unstable, so they would easily be pulled by Xiaobai's charm.

Release some of their subconscious emotions and the evil side in their hearts.

Selfish, cruel, and the fact that he was usually bullied by his senior comrades was released.

It is said that Zhaoye’s elite troops have certain cultivation bases.

However, in Zhang Xi's eyes, their cultivation base was just a flash in the pan, just the level of ordinary soldiers.

Fighting them is easy.

To be honest, Zhang Xi's mentality of avenging his brothers is only a small part of it.

When he rushed in, it seemed like an impulse act.

In fact, it was taking advantage of that impulse momentum to rush in.

Their number is limited after all.
Chapter completed!