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Ling Feng shouted, "Everyone get ready for battle, within a short period of time, it will be the time for our independent division's brothers to show off their skills. If you're a man, don't embarrass the independent teacher. Did you hear that? "

Thousands of voices shouted in unison.

On the main battlefield, the armies of the Central Plains could no longer withstand the sea of people from the Dylan Kingdom. Under Li Dawei's command, they all retreated.

How could they be willing to let go of the victory that the Dylan Kingdom had painstakingly obtained? They continued to chase after the soldiers of the Central Plains Empire, and many of the soldiers of the Central Plains that had no time to retreat, could only turn into corpses on the battlefield.

As he expected, not long after, a large number of the defeated soldiers of the Central Plains Empire retreated into the city. Because of the five wide gates of the Mateng City, it did not take much time for most of the soldiers to retreat into the city.

On top of the city walls, countless eyes were staring at the formation of the independent division. In their eyes, this army was finished, although they had courage and were willing to stand behind the army, this was already a "dead army", and no one could save them.

Two miles away, countless troops from the Kingdom of Dylan were charging towards Mar Tank City. Ling Feng calmly counted: one mile and a half, one mile, four hundred meters.

"Brothers, all of you, fire! Kill them!" No one should keep any bullets, just give me as much as you have. " For this expedition, Abela had specially provided twenty magazines for each independent division member. Each magazine was filled with ten bullets, while the twenty magazines were two hundred. This was a huge amount.

The soldiers of the independent division shot out their windguns in unison. Thousands of people fell in front of the enemy, and because of the enemy's massive influx, the effect of the windguns became more apparent.

The enemy troops behind were not aware of the dangerous situation and kept charging forward. They had been yearning for Ma Tank City for a long time, so how could they give up on the victory so easily? Moreover, the ones in front were only a few thousand soldiers.

Ling Feng shouted, "Attack him without any discrimination, just hit him for me. There is no need to save on bullets."

"Boom, boom, boom!" Waves of wind rifle bullets shot out, instantly killing tens of thousands of the enemies.

Only then did the enemy generals realize the severity of the problem and hastily regroup their troops away from the independent division's firing range.

Li Da Wei, Long Xiao Tian and the other high ranking officers were all standing at the top of the city wall. Li Da Wei looked at Long Xiao Tian in disbelief: "No wonder he could be the disciple of Thunder God. Sigh, I, Old Li, am blind.

Long Xiao Tian pretended to be mysterious as he nodded his head, thinking to himself, "Why should I not take advantage of him? It's all thanks to Feng Er's hard work. As his master, aside from giving him some material help, I didn't teach him anything."

Li Dawei suddenly shouted, "This is bad! These guys are up to no good!"

He saw ten thousand archers lined up at the front, and archers were shooting high into the air, and two sharp arrows were shooting high into the air towards the group of the independent division.

The members of the independent division did not even try to block the arrows. Naturally, the arrows were unable to break through the excellent quality armour worn by the warriors and magical beasts.

"They were really humiliated. One group, three groups, the 1st battalion of the guard brigade, the 3rd battalion advanced and started shooting in an arc. Second Regiment, the second battalion will follow behind me and form an aerial support unit.

The ground troops were advancing towards the soldiers of the Kingdom of Dylan, shooting as they went. Ling Feng was riding on the back of a colossal dragon while following behind a large group of snow sculptures.

Under the assault of the independent division's troops, the soldiers of the Kingdom of Dylan weren't even close to a thousand meters away. From afar, it looked like they were cutting wheat.

At this time, the change occurred again, and they saw nearly a thousand rock eagles rising from the rear of the enemy army.

The hearts of the soldiers on the city walls rose to their throats. They had personally experienced the power of the Cliff Hawks.

"Second Regiment, Second Battalion, it's your turn to play."

Yu Zhikai smiled and said, "Boss, you have the order. Take a good look!"

One thousand four hundred Snow Hawks flew towards the many Cliff Hawks.

In mid-air, before the two air forces had made contact, two javelins had already been thrown at each other.

Facing the air force of the independent division which had powerful armor, the Cliff Eagles of the Kingdom of Dylan could only passively take the hits. Their attacks had no effect on the air force of the independent division.

The air force of the independent division was much higher in rank than the Cliff Hawks of the Kingdom of Dylan. With only a few bursts of attack, the air force of the kingdom was more than half used up. Because of the high ranking air force of the independent division and their superior equipment, not a single one of them was injured.

Ling Feng rode on his dragon and personally commanded the air force, "Fly to the most concentrated area of the enemy troops and shoot down as many bombs as you can. Don't hold back."

With more than a thousand snow sculptures covering the enemy forces, each explosive shot could create an effect of scattering for tens of square meters.

Right at that time, the enemy troops were bombarded countless times, causing many people to be thrown off their feet.

In less than an hour, more than fifty thousand enemy troops had been killed by a powerful air bomb.

By this time, the soldiers of the Kingdom of Dylan had long since lost their courage. After the general shouted, "Retreat!" Like the receding tide of the ocean, the enemy troops hurriedly fled into the distance, disappearing without a trace. Only nearly 200,000 corpses remained on the battlefield.

To kill two hundred thousand soldiers with just a single division, what kind of result was that? Li Dawei had been in the army for dozens of years, yet he had never even heard of this.

After this bitter battle, the soldiers of the Independent Division had consumed a lot of energy. This was the most fierce battle since the establishment of the Independent Division, and also the biggest war of attrition.

Under the countless applause, Ling Feng led the independent instructor's fighters back into the city. At this time, it was unknown who shouted "War God!".

Following that, countless voices followed and shouted, "War god! War God! "Wargod!" The loud and clear sounds of shouting could be heard incessantly …

There were no battles for days in a row. Indeed, after this war, both sides needed a lot of rest, and this consumption was unbearable for both sides. The Northeast Army fell from six hundred thousand to five hundred thousand, and their losses were severe.

Of course, most of this was due to the masterpiece of the independent division. It could be said that it was the independent division that had turned the tide, protecting the nation's borders and the safety of hundreds of thousands of soldiers.

On this day, the commanders of the Dragoncry Sky Organization were gathered together for a meeting.

With Long Xiaotian's approval, Ling Feng remained seated beside his master.

God Lei caressed the hair of the arrogant disciple, looking at Ling Feng's unshaven beard, he could not help but mutter to himself: "Son, what exactly did you go through? Why does my face look so old at such a young age? I can feel that your heart is struggling and that the pain is coming from the depths of your soul. "