Chapter 230

When there are a thousand people, they cover the earth and connect to the sky; when there are ten thousand people, they are boundless and endless.

Below the ridge, it was pitch black with Demon soldiers.

"One row, two rows, three rows..."

"Stop counting, at least ten thousand."

"With so many demons, how did they get here silently?"

"Stop thinking, hurry up and send a warning signal!"

Gelio took a colorful firework tube out of his storage ring.

"Boom!"

A cluster of red fireworks exploded in the high sky.

The signaling fireworks were divided into three colors: red, orange, and yellow.

Red represents extreme danger, a large number of enemies invading; orange represents relatively dangerous, a small group of enemies invading; yellow represents danger, a small number of enemies discovered.

Gelio sent out the red signaling fireworks, then called everyone to retreat to the fortress on the ridge.

The explosion of the signaling fireworks also startled the Demon army below the ridge.

Before long, the Demon army split into ten routes and attacked toward the ridge.

On the ridge.

The patrol squad retreated into the defensive position.

On the position.

The Volunteer Immortal Army had already entered their combat positions.

Zhang Xingyu looked at his teammates beside him and found that they were calm and composed.

It seemed that they had all experienced the baptism of blood in many battles.

Zhang Xingyu smiled self-deprecatingly and relaxed his tense nerves.

Before long, the Demon army swarmed up.

For a time, the sound of artillery roared.

Zhang Xingyu held a magic gun and stayed quietly at his combat position.

The magic gun in his hand was quite different from what he had seen before.

This magic gun had 5 barrels, very much like the Gatling machine gun from the "chicken dinner" game he played before he crossed over.

At that time, Zhang Xingyu was stunned for a long time when he first saw this gun.

Could it be that the designer of this magic gun was also a traveler!

Before long, the Demon soldiers had entered the range of the magic gun.

"Fire!"

The order to shoot came from beside him.

Zhang Xingyu pulled the trigger, and the magic gun in his hand sprayed out dazzling light.

The battle lasted for an hour, and the mountainside was covered with Demon corpses.

The Demon army's attack was frustrated and was retreating in all directions down the mountain.

Zhang Xingyu put down the magic gun in his hand and took out the golden gourd from his storage ring.

The golden gourd was filled with the strong liquor Wantiejia.

Wantiejia was the soldiers' favorite, suitable for drinking a few sips during the intervals of battle.

Zhang Xingyu tilted his head and poured a few sips of Wantiejia.

The spicy alcohol surged through his whole body, making his numb nerves excited again.

Zhang Xingyu stood up and looked down the mountain.

At the foot of the mountain, the Demon army was organizing their defeated troops.

Zhang Xingyu looked for a few times, then turned and hid in the individual pit beside him.

The individual pit was right next to the combat position, which could help soldiers avoid the Yin Thunder shot by the Demon Race.

Judging by the situation, the Demon army would launch another attack.

Taking advantage of this gap, let's have a barbecue first.

The spiritual fire burned fiercely, and the spiritual meat sizzled.

"Great chef, roast more!"

The one shouting was Aoligei.

This guy was swallowing his saliva while carefully observing the movements of the Demon army down the mountain.

Aoligei was Gelio's younger brother.

He had a lively personality and was very compatible with Zhang Xingyu.

This guy had eyes like an eagle and a nose like a dog.

As the scout for the entire patrol squad, he always walked at the very front of the team.

Aoligei liked the barbecue made by Zhang Xingyu the most.

In his words: "Roasted spirit beast meat is the most fragrant food I have ever smelled."

Because of the barbecue, Zhang Xingyu became the gold-medal chef of the camp.

The spirit meat gradually turned golden.

Zhang Xingyu took out the seasoning and sprinkled it evenly on it.

Immediately, the aroma of meat filled the entire trench.

Aoligei swallowed a large piece of barbecue in big gulps, then drank a few more gulps of liquor.

His Adam's apple bobbed, but his eyes were always fixed on the enemy down the mountain.

After eating the barbecue, Zhang Xingyu held the magic gun diagonally and leaned against the pit wall to rest.

The sky was very blue.

The distant Xima God Peak appeared and disappeared in the mist.

I heard from the veterans that people who see Xima God Peak have good luck.

Hope we have good luck today.

Zhang Xingyu was thinking quietly.

Aoligei's loud shout came to his ears: "Everyone hurry up and prepare, the dog-X Demon Race is coming up again!"

Crawl out of the individual pit, climb to the combat position, and grip the "Gatling".

From early morning to noon, the Demon Race launched a total of ten attacks.

Except for leaving piles of corpses, they didn't even touch the edge of the defense line.

On the mountainside, the defeated Demon soldiers were running for their lives.

Zhang Xingyu suddenly climbed out of the trench like he was having a seizure and shouted at the enemies below: "Come on, come on!"

Aoligei pulled Zhang Xingyu into the trench.

"Are you having a seizure! This is a battlefield!"

Zhang Xingyu touched his nose.

"It is a bit crazy. However, I have long wanted to be crazy like this once. Haha, haha..."

After being crazy, let's chat for a while.

"Aoligei, after the war, what do you want to do?"

"I heard that the girls in Dongsheng Shenzhou are very beautiful, and they don't ask for a dowry when they marry, I want to go there to find a wife for my brother!"

"Uh, a great ideal!"

"What about you? Zhang Xingyu, what do you want to do after the war?"

"After the war, I also want to go to the Central Immortal Region to find my wife."

"Go to our place to find a wife! Are you sick? The girls in our place have very high requirements. The dowry requested by the woman's side is also very high!"

"How much?"

"For mortals to marry a wife, it costs at least a thousand gold coins. If it's us marrying a wife, we must find someone who can cultivate, that must cost at least ten thousand spirit stones!"

"Hmm. Ten thousand spirit stones, that's indeed not a small amount!"

"If you really want to find a female cultivator, then you have to start saving spirit stones now."

"Uh..."

Just when the two were chatting happily, there was a new situation with the Demon army down the mountain.

"Damn Demon Race! Actually letting Demon Humans come up!" Aoligei spat on the ground.

"Demon Humans?"

Zhang Xingyu was a bit confused.

He looked carefully down the mountain and found that the enemies attacking this time were indeed very different from before.

These people were not wearing the armor of the Demon Race, but were wearing the standard armor of the Volunteer Immortal Army.

Their faces were pale, their eyes were dull, and their bodies emitted faint black mist.

They were holding scarlet Demon swords and were swarming toward the mountaintop regardless of their lives.

"Demon Humans? Could it be demonized humans?"

"Exactly. The Demon King Heiyao built a Demonization Abyss in Shanzhi City and drove all the captured humans into it. Many captives died inside, and only a small part survived and became Demon Humans."

The Demon Humans were getting closer and closer.

The atmosphere on the position was strange.

Everyone didn't make a sound, nor did they pull the trigger in their hands.

Zhang Xingyu's face flushed red, and the magic gun in his hand was shaking a little.

Beside his ears, Aoligei's breathing was short and heavy.

Obviously, this guy was also very nervous when facing his former comrades.

At this moment, everyone was hesitating.

Fight? Not fight?

Fight. Can't bring himself to do it. Those were former comrades.

Not fight. Can't. If you don't fight, you have to give up the position.

The Demon Humans had already arrived nearby.

A group of Demon Humans had already pounced on the position.

"Fight!"

A loud roar came from his ears.

Zhang Xingyu pulled the trigger subconsciously.

At the same time.

Tears slid silently from his eye sockets.

The Demon Humans fell, and the Demon soldiers retreated.

However, everyone couldn't be happy at all.

Zhang Xingyu turned around and sat silently in the trench.

Beside him, Aoligei lit a "Burning Immortal Grass", held it in his mouth, and kept smacking his lips.

Burning Immortal Grass was made from the leaves of the Immortal Grass, which had a certain effect of refreshing the mind.

"Want a puff?"

Aoligei handed the Burning Immortal Grass to Zhang Xingyu.

The Burning Immortal Grass was stained with saliva.

Zhang Xingyu thought of the blood all over the ground outside the trench, and his stomach twitched.

"Why, haven't fought a war before?" Aoligei asked.

Zhang Xingyu shook his head.

"Fought, but haven't fought my own people."

Aoligei nodded.

He reached out and patted Zhang Xingyu's shoulder.

"This is war."

"Damn war!"