Chapter 330： Battle of Silverpine Canyon (1/2)

Lu Yang had ended the battle in Phoenix Valley, and was leading his team to the Fenglei Fortress. After hearing this, Lu Yang couldn't help laughing, and said, ”Okay, I know. After clearing the enemy, we will head to Yinsong Canyon.”

Shutting down the intercom, Lu Yang stopped and raised his hand to signal the army to stop moving forward.

”What's wrong?” Xia Yuwei asked.

Lu Yang said with a smile: ”Bai's three males have captured the Storm Fortress.”

The turbid wine pouring and others were very surprised.

”Twenty thousand to sixty thousand, or siege wars, so they all won?” Tu Feng asked.

Lu Yang smiled and nodded.

”These three boys are really too strong.” Zhuo Jiu said indignantly.

”It won't work like this. The first effort has been taken by the three brothers of the Bai family. Boss, we have to fight too.” Mao Qiu said.

Lu Yang said with a smile: ”The next thing you fought, the whole army changed course, we headed east, merged with Jiang Ze, and battled against the Bloodthirsty Alliance and the Black Sword of the Necromancer.”

”Hey, it's a good fight.” Who said madly in my life.

Zhuo Jiu and others immediately gave their orders to the team, and 80,000 troops reversed their direction and headed towards Yinsong Canyon.

Lu Yang sent a message to Jiang Ze and asked: ”How is your side, the fortress has been beaten down by me, and I will rush to reinforce it.”

”Good job,” Jiang Ze said. ”My spies report that the forces of the Black Sword and Bloodlust Alliance will not reach Yinsong Gorge for five minutes. Do n’t worry, they will never pass by me. . ”

”Okay, hold on for an hour, and I will bring a large army to support it,” Lu Yang said.

Turning off the intercom, Lu Yang watched the team ready and took out all the members who had bought the system from the system to accelerate the reels. After crushing it, he led the team towards the Silver Pine Canyon.

Outside of Silverpine Canyon.

Black blood kicked angrily on the big tree next to the forest, cursing: ”What do you eat? 60,000 people can't beat 20,000 people.”

”Fart, you're a waste, a thoroughbred waste.”

”I'm not just scolding you, you **** wait for me, I'm killing your whole family, you'll immediately bring me 60,000 people over here.”

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Bloodthirsty looked at the black blood and ended the call, frowning and asked, ”What's wrong?”

Black blood gritted his teeth and said, ”The fort was lost.”

”What.” Bloodthirsty Batian said in surprise: ”How could it be, how could Lu Yang be so fast.”

”It's not Lu Yang's big army, it's the army of 20,000 White Lions responsible for intercepting the sword.” Hei Xue said.

The bloodthirsty bully was happy, and said, ”60,000 people defend the city, and 20,000 people have been defeated?”

”I'll take it back.” The dark blood on his face was full of shudder, and he turned back and shouted, ”The whole army accelerated.”

The bloodthirsty bully shook his head and scolded his heart. It was really a group of black people, but he still shouted: ”The bloodthirsty army marches faster.”

The first batch of 90,000 dead Negro swords returned to St. Gall, and Bloodthirsty took 50,000, and more than 140,000 players ran towards Yinsong Canyon at full speed.