The Godsfall Chronicles

Chao Xia Wan, warm and hot, poured the earth like fire, instantly spread the entire desert, sprinkled on the warrior's face, as bright as blood. When the light is so hard to open, people can barely see the distant predators slowly approaching.

It's a bunch of wild beasts.

It's also a wild swarm of locusts.

This is the most frightening force in the wilderness!

The sweepers like to wander around attacking troops, but normally do not dare to attack a colony the size of a black flag camp. After all, the black flag camp has a population of more than 10,000, including at least thousands of combatant fighters, which is definitely not an easy bone to eat.

Now that the tide of brutal beasts has just come to an end, the camp walls have been damaged and the casualties of the soldiers have been exhausted.

This is undoubtedly the best time to destroy the Black Flag Camp if the Scouts have the chance to destroy it.

Even mad dogs, cunning foxes and other figures are a heavy face. The sweeping group is just as dangerous as the beast tide. The second difference is that even if the beast tide is fierce, it is ultimately just a bunch of stupid animals.

The Sweepstakes are a team of mutants.

Mutants are not necessarily all dull, among them there will be highly intelligent individuals, they will run management teams, they will build protective equipment, they will build equipment, they will even tame animals, they will drive cars, they will use guns, they will have tactics, they will have backup, they will have strategies, they will analyze, this is completely different from dealing with the tide of beasts!

“You rookies, don't turn around without orders.” A cunning fox has a bullet in his magazine: “I've never heard of such a massive sweep group nearby, and these guys come from strange backgrounds! ”

Strong ultraviolet light can almost blind these days, the cloud eagle can't bear to go to the king, he can't tell the exact number, the overall size must be quite small.

All of a sudden, the eagle was slightly shocked.

Some kind of sound seems to be coming through the air.

The cloud eagle cannot accurately describe this sound, which is not captured by the ear, it is a strange feeling that transcends the senses, as if countless violin strings, indistinguishable by the naked eye, were filled with air, and the wind made a chord beating.

What the hell is that sound?

Why do you feel familiar?

The cloudhawk remembered that there was a similar strange feeling in the underground passage, and it was following the guidance of that feeling, so he found this strange stone around his neck.

Is there a sweeper carrying a piece of equipment like this? Impossible!

The mad dog noticed the cloud hawk's face changing and squeezed a smile out of his ugly face, dancing a pair of snowy machetes out of a razor: “Boy, go hide in the back if you're scared, this opponent is not something a little rookie like you can handle. ”

“Bullshit, when did I get scared!” The cloudhawk and the mad dog fought together at least, so they didn't have any worries when it came to talking. After speaking, they reappeared: “But I don't think we can stand here and make the head bird! ”

Cloudhawk didn't try to explain.

What if the mercenaries think they're crazy?

The cloud hawk felt some kind of energy fluttering like dandelion seeds, and now it's surrounding the camp, and a very bad feeling is telling him that something bad is going to happen.

This intuition, inherently sensitive to danger, is not wrong!

The cunning fox also felt that the front row was not very auspicious. He ordered the mercenaries to step back immediately. The camp guards and elites were watching ahead. What did the Yellow Springs mercenaries steal from them?

Dozens of mercenaries have just quit dozens of meters.

There was a violent cyclone hanging around, the rubble was rolled up and a small sandstorm suddenly struck the camp, which left the battalion fighters, equipped to fight, cluttered.

“Damn it! ”

“What the fuck is going on? ”

“No, we're blocked! ”

Although the wild weather is constant, this little sandstorm must have been strange, right?

People were completely obscured, so they couldn't tell each other's dynamics. The sweep group seemed to start accelerating, and the surrounding ground shook up. The stones were like nuts jumping in a hot pot, and the crisis felt closer and closer.

“Here they come! ”

“Careful! Careful!”

A couple of huge modified cars like a giant siege hammer!

Knock, knock! Boom!

These heavy vehicles hit the wall like a paradise, piled up with heavy stones, washed down by fierce force, several cars even rushed directly into the camp, and the warriors in front of them were knocked down or crushed under wheels.

Each car was covered with sharp spikes, and as it passed through the crowd, it was like a meat grinder, causing a bloody storm, with camp fighters screaming and falling to the ground, and some of them directly stabbed and hung from the car.

“Shit!” Camp Elite Team Long Bear Roars: “Back off! ”

In the wind and sand, the bears' voices could not be heard.

At that time, several more assembled vehicles brutally impacted, causing at least 20 soldiers to die. The car returned and hit another round, and the camp wall finally collapsed completely.

There was a stormy whistle in the wind, dozens of heads covered with scaly heads and angles, and mutant beasts that looked like cattle were driven into the camp.

Every mad beast is dressed in a rudimentary steel coat, a terrible armor that not only has protective features, but also has several sharp edges and spikes tied to it.

The eyes of the mutant cows were blindfolded by black cloth, their asses lit by fuel, the flames burned completely out of control and crazed into the camp crowd.

Warriors are either overrun, crushed by giant hooves, or stabbed to death.

The brutality of these animals is too strong and protective to be stopped by ordinary camp fighters. In just a few minutes, the body of the mutant brute is covered in blood and crushed meat, and the camp is even more messed up!

“Kill them! ”

More than a dozen camp guards roared and climbed, and the buffalo first crashed into two people, then flew one with a horn top, lifted his hooves and stepped on one person, tied his head to a warrior's chest.

Attacks on barbarians don't do much. Ultimately, the elite captain, the wolf himself, cut off the barbarian cow's neck with one knife, which really stopped the mad beast.

The raids by more than a dozen mutant cattle did not defeat the camp, but had had a great impact on the camp. The wind and sand had stopped altogether, sweepers had enough time to enter the camp and everyone had to retreat to the second line.

The cunning fox's eyes saw a messy scene ahead of them, and his face was shaking with a few shakes of fat: “Damn, we're glad we backed off, or these animals will have to burst our daisies. ”

“Are you still in a good mood?” The cloudhawk is silent on this fat man: “It's a terrible situation now, okay? ”

The sweep regiment is much larger than imagined, with more than a dozen heavy-duty wilderness vehicles assembled alone, including even two large trucks supplying supplies, in addition to dozens of wilderness motorcycles, dozens of giant lizards, bigfoot birds and other rides.

Number of people?

300 to 400 people.

That's the most conservative estimate!

The cloud eagle understands that fighting power has nothing to do with quantity. These sweepers are nothing more than ferocious mutants and murderous thugs. They are better equipped, stronger and scarier than ordinary sweepers!

A 300- or 400-man sweep regiment is rare for hundreds of miles, and they are perfectly capable of capturing a camp of tens of thousands of people. Besides, the opportunity to attack was very well chosen, just when the camp's natural damage had not recovered.

Not even starting to fight now.

They broke through the walls of the Black Flag camp.

Two or three hundred meters from each other.

A strange mutant comes out, and 80 percent are highly mutated mutants, and the remaining 20 percent are mild or moderate.

More than a dozen mutants are particularly eye-catching, ugly, of varying shapes, over three metres tall and about four times as big as humans. If you don't see it with your own eyes, you'll never believe it. Mutants can mutate like this!

Where else is a little human?

An upright walking troll!

If you think the trolls are just huge, it's a big mistake. Their chest arms and thighs are all wrapped in steel plates. The weapon is a huge hammer with 200 kilograms, purely a battle fortress wrapped in steel and muscles!

Such large mutants are commonly referred to as cannibals in the wilderness.

Cannibal demons have unimaginable powers of terror, and with the giant hammer in their hands, even armored cars can smash a hammer into a recess. Normally, a cannibal can sweep a dozen battle squads of camp guards, not to mention a dozen cannibals armed to the teeth.

These dozen guys are enough to deter the Black Flag camp!

Whoa, whoa!

At this time, another large group of highly mutated sweepers came out and stood neatly behind the ogre.

These guys are not in the horrible shape of cannibals, but they are also twice as big as humans. One is nearly two meters tall and is also covered in metal armor made by the wearer, with an iron shield in his left hand and a heavy axe in his right hand.

These wilderness thugs are the intermediate force of the sweeper community!

Every thug is a powerful character in the sweeper, wearing a helmet, wearing a rough, heavy steel coat, equipped like an iron can, the axe can easily tear the body like a chopped vegetable.

The rest of the sweepers are not so neatly equipped, but they are good in the wilderness, some with knives, some with hammers, some with lizards and some with locomotives.

Of particular note are twenty or thirty relatively small mutants.

These mutants are not highly mutated and can also distinguish human beings, most of whom are equipped with long-range weapons such as crossbow guns.

The cloudhawk thinks he's a ghost.

These guys are outfitted with remote units!

Heavy soldiers, strongmen, cavalry, shooters, tactics, offensive tactics, fully equipped, this is already a wilderness army!