Chapter 3795： Dog face, change when you say it changes (1/2)
Of course, what awaits them at this moment is endless casualties...
Under the complete blockade of the twelve Gatling guns, no one can rush over, no one can.
The corpses are piled up like a mountain...
Blood, flowing into a river!
If this continues, everything will really be completely anxious.
The turbulent heart, the trembling expression, everything, all burst out at this moment.
I don't know what I'm thinking, but it seems a bit numb for a while...
I want to express my thoughts, but I can't make an accurate statement.
Inexplicably feel something stuck in my throat...
”Can't continue...”
”Can't fight anymore!”
”This is the way to death!”
”Master God, you...you can't lead us to death!”
”Yes, Lord God, the fire blockade ahead is too strong...”
”Brothers died as soon as they approached.”
”It's useless to bury us all here...”
”Master God, can't really let us just die like this...”
The muttering sound followed more.
These Protoss soldiers are indeed not afraid of death, but they are not willing to just die inexplicably...
I always feel like I haven't done anything yet.
And... and if you do it like this, you will feel blood loss inexplicably...
The road ahead is completely blocked, and if the whole process continues, the mentality will really collapse.
Nothing, just play...
At the end of the game, I took all my life away.
In the end, it will only come to an end.
Death, that is only a momentary matter.
It's boring, it has no value, it's nothing...
At this moment, in addition to the shooting sound of the Gatling machine gun, there are also the Great Destroyer Cannon firing again and again! Launch in all directions! Suppress all dissatisfaction...
Crazy and desperate.
...
In front of Yuanshi God City...
Protoss first-class general and president of the Protoss Shuai Ancient Temple watched the soldiers attacking the city by this God-killing Cannon again and again, his face became more and more ugly.
”Damn...”
”Why haven't that group of foreigners solved it yet?”
”damn thing……”
”Bastard!”
”All assholes!”
”What about Talha's waste?”
”How did he promise me?”
”Why is it like this now?”
”This **** will give him fifty thousand soldiers and horses, can't it stop?”
”The shells behind this have been fired up and down, how do we fight?”
”Damn...”
”Damn it all!”
”Best ass!”
”The warriors of my protoss are not used for such depletion...”
The protoss commander of the ancient temple gritted his teeth, and the resentment in his heart surged to the extreme.
The more I think about it, the messier it gets...
On his forehead, his brows were frowned, and there was an inexplicable urge to vomit blood.
What do you want to do?
One counts one, all are assholes...
The more I think about it, the more anxious I feel in my heart.
At this moment, a heart is about to follow the oppression to the extreme!
anger! And arrogant!