After looking at the shield wall that was more than ten kilometers across the street, Ning Yuan immediately called two angel players.

"Your Majesty, are you looking for us?"

The two angel players flew to Ningyuan, and immediately clasped their fists in a pretty good manner.

"Tianbao, Tianba, I will give you two brothers a task later.

This mission may cause heavy casualties to your Angel Legion, and you two must be mentally prepared."

After seeing the two brothers arrive, Ning Yuan immediately gave them a vaccination with a serious expression.

"Old... Your Majesty, you can explain what tasks you have. Our War Angels Legion is willing to sacrifice his life for the empire and shed blood after death."

Dong Tianba patted his chest and assured Ning Yuan.

"Your Majesty, please give the order. The brothers of the Battle Angels' Legion have long been shouting that they will go to the battlefield, and this time it happened to be their wishes."

The biggest feature of the Owl Air Force is its numerical advantage.

The Condor Army now uses tens of thousands of angel warriors to attack the shield formation arranged by their tens of thousands of owl warriors. Isn’t this seeking death?

Even if the ones here are no longer the elites they used to be, the opponent is not the more outstanding Aboriginal Angel Warriors, but a group of player Angel Warriors.

Players vs. players, tens of thousands vs. twenty or thirty thousand.

No matter how you look at it, the winning rate should be that they are a little bigger.
Chapter completed!