Seeing Zhang Guangmu rushing towards him like a mad dog, Lin Xuan was a little incomprehensible.

This man became famous at a young age, holds a high position, and is powerful, but he doesn't value his life so much?

Even from a distance, Lin Xuan could feel the fiery arrogance coming from Zhang Guangmu's body.

The opponent's body was filled with almost tangible madness, like an invisible and massless mountain-breaking ax, which made Lin Xuan feel as if someone had struck an ax on his face.

He subconsciously wanted to retreat, but he still stopped his retreat and forced himself to steady his steps.

"Can't run!"

"I am the backbone of everyone!"

"Once I show weakness and fear, everyone will immediately collapse!"

At the critical moment, Lin Xuan's mind suddenly became clear, and he felt that his thoughts were many times clearer than before.

At this time, he also realized that his previous statement seemed a bit stupid.

When speaking, he only wanted to win over the Wolf Controller, hinting that the deputy fortress Tianguang valued the users of the flame artifact and wanted to divide them by using alienation tactics, but he ignored it...

I am the leader of a force!

No matter how you talk about it in normal times, at least before the two armies confront each other, there should never be any look on your face that resembles fear or hesitation!

There is no doubt that such a performance will only cause a devastating blow to one's own morale!

After coming back to his senses, Lin Xuan dipped his hands into the specially prepared "flame juice" on his waist and immediately spread his arms.

"Don't panic! Although we are flanked, we still have a numerical advantage!"

Even though Lin Xuan was a general, he showed his youthfulness and shortcomings as a commander.

As soon as the words came out of his mouth, he immediately realized that his call was lacking in momentum, and he wished he could give himself a slap in the face.

But he said he had no regrets. There was not so much time for Lin Xuan to reflect on the battlefield.

He can only use practical actions to redeem the mistakes he made.

So Lin Xuan retreated instead of advancing, and took the initiative to meet Zhang Guangmu. His eyes were bloodshot, and a ferocious look appeared on his face.

"Kill them all!"

He doesn't care so much about poisons and antidotes now!

You can't say something like "Tianguang has the antidote in his hand, we want to capture him alive but not kill him" at this time, right?

In terms of momentum, even if you can't beat the opponent, you can't lose too much!

Lin Xuan indeed looked like he was charging, but in fact he was moving slowly and was constantly fighting under the protection of two young wolf guards and the mutant wolf king Hong Tan.

He specifically looked for weak targets and quietly avoided some powerful opponents. He looked like he was fighting bloody battles, but in fact he was paddling like crazy.

Can't blame him.

Originally, Lin Xuan really wanted to kill the enemy leader with his own hands and weaken the enemy's spirit.

After all, there is the mutant wolf king Hong Carbon. As long as he can kill in front of the young castle master "Tianguang", the opponent's Flame Wolf will immediately lose all fighting ability, become weak on the spot and collapse to the ground.

But……

For the vast majority of users of flame artifacts, when facing the flame wolf, it is already quite good if they can protect themselves without being killed quickly.

Ouch!

Ouch~

In sharp contrast, in front of Zhang Guangmu, the ordinary Yanlang was as vulnerable as a chicken or a dog!

Just by passing by Zhang Guangmu, those flame wolves could not stop letting out pitiful screams.

Obviously everyone is the user of the same fire artifact, and Zhang Guangmu's equipment is not much better. However, when it comes to fighting, he is like a god descending from heaven, killing everyone in all directions, and is invincible. There are almost no enemies under his hands!

Such a guy is almost equivalent to the Wolf King among the Flame Wolves, with extremely strong personal combat power!

How to describe this kind of person?

King of men?

Lin Xuan shook his head, barely collecting his thoughts.

In fact, compared to the powerful strength displayed by the deputy fortress "Tianguang", what is even more difficult for Lin Xuan to accept is...

The "Blood Thorn", the inventor of his own fire artifact, who was supposed to be fighting beside him, actually showed extremely terrifying combat power!

Lin Xuan still remembers this girl who disguised herself as a man!

Originally, she was treated as a disobedient and sent to death as cannon fodder because she rejected him without good reason. However, she cut her way out and successfully assassinated many of Lin Xuan's brothers and sisters.

Lin Xuan had long known that "Blood Thorn" was not weak, but he didn't pay too much attention to it.

Every time he thought of this beautiful girl, the emotion that emerged in his heart was not only unhappiness, but also complacency - few men of his age could resist the temptation of beauty, but he

Because of the more advanced pursuit, beauty is regarded as ordinary, and it is okay to have it or not.

Now that he came back to his senses, Lin Xuan suddenly realized...

It seems that he underestimated the ability of "Blood Thorn" too much.

Her personal combat power can be described as more than "not weak"?

To say it is powerful is an understatement!

Combined with the fire artifact, she can almost kill through the military formation by herself. On the battlefield, she is simply a dazzling and mysterious killing star!

At this moment, "Blood Thorn" is guarding the young castle master "Tianguang", and only regards killing enemies as a secondary task, and most of his energy is focused on guarding Tianguang.

In this way, it would be almost impossible to complete the beheading operation.

Lin Xuan looked fearless and fought bravely on the surface, but in his heart he was extremely panicked.

He didn't want to fight against these two humanoid monsters at all. His mind was buzzing, and he felt that things should not develop to this extent.

The struggle for power was many times more cruel than he expected.

However, fortunately, with the mutant wolf king Hong Tan, no Flame Wolf can maintain fighting spirit in front of it. They can only stand still and wait quietly for death to come - this kind of personal suppression comes from blood and cannot be based on blood.

The will of a certain elite flame wolf is transferred.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Flames spurt out and blood splashes everywhere!

"Ah!~"

"Ouch!~"

The lives of humans and Yanlang were like grass on the battlefield, being quickly harvested by the sickle of death.

The smell of sulfur mixed with the smell of blood, gradually became stronger and spread on the battlefield.

The disgusting smell and the broken arms and limbs on the ground made Lin Xuan suddenly have the urge to vomit.

Buzz…

His face turned pale, and he forced himself not to vomit on the spot. His face was rubbed by a burst of flames, and his tinnitus seemed to become more serious.

Deep in Lin Xuan's consciousness, it seemed as if two pieces of metal were scraping against each other at a high frequency, making a terrifying sound that was unbearable for him.

Everything in front of me gradually became blurry.

It's like it's a rainy day and unclean raindrops are in your eyes, and you can't see anything clearly.

The strange thing is that there is only one thing that Lin Xuan can see very clearly.

He noticed...

Several of our own wolf masters were lying on the ground. Their bodies were obviously intact and there wasn't even any blood on them, but they still kept their eyes closed.

them……

Playing dead!

Lin Xuan can confirm this 100%.

In the line between life and death, some of his senses were highly concentrated. On the battlefield where the shouts of killing were loud, he could clearly capture the breath of these pretenders with his sixth sense.

How dare they?

Their Flame Wolf is still fighting!

What kind of wolf master is he if he can't fight side by side with his companions?

Perhaps due to a moment of distraction, Lin Xuan's left hand was torn off by a jagged wheel of flames.

Phew!

Blood flowers scattered along with the burnt bone and flesh fragments.

Lin Xuan raised his left arm and looked at his bare wrist. He felt that after it was scorched by the fire, it was black and ugly.

The entire left hand was cut off, but Lin Xuan could still clearly feel that his left hand was still there.

He even subconsciously wanted to move the five fingers of his left hand.
To be continued...