Chapter 88 Draw your sword to fight!
"Don't go over there, beware of demons disguised as refugees!" Meng Tuo waved his hand and stopped the 197th class from moving. "Keep your distance and take them back to Dawn City!"
Although they couldn't bear it, they could only retreat silently, looking back from time to time to see if the refugees had been lost.
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More than a dozen refugees, all pale and thin, all with injuries, long-term malnutrition, so that their physical strength was seriously damaged, they couldn't run at all, and could only stagger behind everyone.
Relying on the last bit of survival will, they barely moved forward.
[The demon cavalry is approaching, speed up the evacuation, don't dawdle! ]
The command from the headquarters came again, and Meng Tuo's heart sank.
This group of refugees was obviously deliberately driven out by the demons, just to delay their pace and prevent the patrol from evacuating.
Maybe there are a lot of demon undercovers mixed in.
The best plan now is to ignore them and retreat with all your strength.
Otherwise, everyone will probably die here.
But... even if only one of these refugees is human, they are still their compatriots.
The patrol team can certainly retreat, but how can these refugees outrun the cavalry behind them...
A dilemma!
Meng Tuo clenched his fist tightly, and his nails turned blue and white because of excessive force.
Swish——
A long black arrow flew in the air, with bursts of wind-breaking sounds.
The refugee who was running in the front was pierced by the long arrow in the back, and the huge inertia carried him to fly for several meters before being nailed into the ground.
The tail of the long arrow was still trembling slightly.
The body of the refugee slowly slid down from the long arrow and finally fell to the ground.
His face still had the happiness of escaping death, but his eyes were full of despair.
Obviously, as long as he held on for a while longer, he could return to Dawn City.
Obviously, he had suffered so much and would soon be able to escape from the sea of suffering.
Mingming, we are almost home...
The world in front of us is pitch black, and there is no sound...
Guan Shan and others suddenly stopped, unable to move any more, their hearts all beat violently.
The position of the demon cavalry is already visible to the naked eye, and they are reveling wantonly.
The human race in front of them, whether it is those unarmed refugees.
Or the patrol team composed of child soldiers.
They are not taken seriously.
In the eyes of these demons, a sixth-level walker plus a bunch of third-level extraordinary people, they have no second choice except to escape.
The human race...is just an ant.
It's a pity that the demons can see through the level of human abilities, but they can't read the fiery soul of the human race.
Meng Tuo's forehead was bulging with veins, and with a "swish", he drew out the sword at his waist, pointed it directly at the enemy, and roared angrily.
"Fuck you!"
"All the members of the Demon Slayer Division!"
"Draw your swords to fight!"
"Shua", "Shua", "Shua"
Except for Guan Shan and Qiao Xiaohui who can create weapons through their supernatural powers, everyone drew out their swords from their waists, holding the swords in one hand and taking out the military crossbows from their waists with the other hand.
Everyone's eyes were red.
Fuck the sixth-level demons, fuck the fourth-level demons.
At this moment, everyone had only one thought in their hearts...
Kill them all!
Not far in front of the patrol team.
A team of demon cavalry was grinning at them, like a beast teasing its prey.
They were all covered with dark scales, and the black keratin on their heads covered their cheeks, like an emotionless mask.
Under the demon cavalry, the huge demon wolf was baring its teeth and roaring.
Saliva flowed down the corners of their mouths, and their eyes were full of desire for killing.
The cavalry captain at the head had a fanatical look in his eyes.
He pulled out a long arrow from the quiver behind him, bent the bow and put the arrow on it, with a demonic aura attached to the arrow body, and as the bowstring was gradually pulled to its full length, it made a series of "crackling" sounds.
The second round of arrow rain soon flew over the refugees' heads.
Meng Tuo's legs exerted force and flew out, piercing into the refugee pile, and his sixth-level pressure was fully deployed to block all the arrows with demonic power.
"Those beasts are the wolf cavalry scout team of the demon clan. They like to consume from a distance the most. When our superpowers are exhausted, they will rush over again, and there will be only one way to die."
"Save superpowers, I will deal with the sixth-level captain, you deal with the others, find a way to hold them down, don't let them fly like a kite!"
Meng Tuo spoke quickly, and the long knife in his hand chopped upwards, hitting the arrow that the pressure could not block.
"Yang Chao, you put two puppets to protect the refugees, and come back after leaving the range of the bow and arrow shooting."
"Wang Sheng, Xiao Hui, Qiao Jiang, you three go around from the side, those third-level monsters are left to you."
"Yu Xin, you follow me closely, and don't stop increasing. I will find a way to keep the three fourth-level monsters."
Guan Shan quickly arranged the tasks in the team.
In addition to dodging the rain of arrows, the training of Class 197 in the military academy also includes teamwork.
Li Yunxuan specially formulated a set of tactics based on the characteristics of each person, with Guan Shan as the spearhead and a team battle system of flanking from both sides.
Everything is for Guan Shan, so that his extreme explosive power can hit the enemy's most painful place.
At this moment, it is finally time to test the results!
"Have the discussion been completed?" Meng Tuo asked anxiously. He had only been in contact with Class 197 for two days. Although he had understood everyone's abilities, it was far from enough to command before the battle.
He simply delegated the command to Class 197 and let him decide how to fight, and he would cooperate.
"Captain, you only need to take care of that sixth-order monster, leave the rest to us!" The silver cord falling from the sky has been connected to Guan Shan's back. He felt the familiar power and roared loudly.
"good!"
"Come on, little devils, let's go for a wave on the Huangquan Road with me!"
The words fell.
Meng Tuo gathered the surrounding supernatural powers into his body and soared into the sky.
He dug into the enemy formation alone!
The cavalry captain threw away his bow and arrow, drew out the mace on his back, jumped up suddenly, and collided with Meng Tuo in the air.
boom--
Like two cannonballs colliding, the aftermath of the energy shook up dust flying all over the place.
The cavalry captain's sitting wolf was hit from the front by the aftermath, and his internal organs were directly scattered. He fell to the ground on the spot without any trace of breath.
The demon cavalry were not slow to respond. They were not intimidated by Meng Tuo's fearless appearance, but instead divided into two groups in an orderly manner.
The third-level monsters continued to shoot arrows at the refugees.
The fourth-level monsters activated their energy shields, swarmed forward, and charged towards Meng Tuo.
Unfortunately, before the three fourth-level monsters moved a few steps, they felt that the warg beneath them was spinning in circles as if they were drunk.
They looked down and felt horrified.
Under the cover of the dust in the sky, at some point, a thin layer of frost had formed on the ground.
The warg's limbs struggled to maintain balance on the ice, but they were of little use.
Being able to remain standing is already their limit. If they want to charge and kill like usual, they simply cannot do it.
The three fourth-level monsters were well-trained and activated their demon power at the same time to drive away the frost on the ground.
They all put away their bows and arrows, took out their melee weapons, and stared vigilantly to sense the energy fluctuations around them.
In the smoke, a figure suddenly shot out.
The young man's eyes had turned an icy blue, his whole body was exuding a cold air, and the surrounding temperature seemed to have dropped suddenly because of his presence.
In his hand, a silver-white sword seemed to sense the owner's emotions, trembling with anger...
