The confrontation did not last long, and then the troops from both sides began to charge.

Speaking of which, this is also considered as the demons themselves fighting themselves. After all, these coolies are basically demons. There are only a handful of pure humans like Lin Tian.

Lin Tian was standing in the middle of the team. He was squeezed by the crowd and charged forward, and the two sides fought.

If it is an ordinary soldier, Lin Tian still feels that there is no problem. He is afraid that he will encounter powerful masters. Will the Demons have no masters?

That is certainly impossible.

Lin Tian has made plans to deal with it. If he encounters an untreated master, he will lie down and pretend to be dead. There is no way. Now that the divine power is imprisoned, he can only take some special measures.

Despite being imprisoned, Lin Tian still has combat power. He waved his spear and stabbed the enemy. After all, he had rich combat experience. With one move, Lin Tian could kill an enemy and directly penetrate the vital parts of it.

However, he did not like to use weapons like spears and thought that this weapon was not easy to use. He liked to use swords the most, not spears. Although this thing has advantages, it is not flexible enough. When it comes to weapons, it will suffer some losses.

If there are many close-killing fights, you will die if you are not careful, because the enemy may give you a knife from behind at any time, so you must be careful everywhere.

Lin Tian has rich combat experience and his sensory abilities are still there. The soldiers of the Demon Clan all hold swords. Their armor is quite strong. It is difficult to penetrate it without force. However, Lin Tian has a way. He aimed at the enemy's throat. After all, most of the armor cannot protect the throat.

Lin Tian didn't know how many he had killed, but the opponent had a large number of people. Not only did they have a disadvantage in numbers, but none of them were suppressed and their combat effectiveness was not high. Therefore, they began to retreat without long fighting.

This was something Lin Tian expected. He no longer remembers when the last time he had such a large number of close combat, it seemed that there was no such time.

Lin Tian was helpless. He had only one skill, but he could not use it, and he could not do anything. He was imprisoned. Otherwise, he could directly sweep away the enemy in front of him.

The corpses on the ground were already stacked. When Lin Tian saw the retreat, he immediately fell down and pretended to be dead, and even used a demon's body to cover it up on his body.

However, he was still trampled several times, and the army of the demon race rushed forward, and the soldiers of the elf race began to take action.

The battle lasted until the evening, and it was declared over. The remnants of the Demon Clan retreated, with hundreds of people remaining, which shows the ferocity of the elves.

The surroundings calmed down, Lin Tian pushed away the corpse covered on his body, and then stood up. Then, there was movement around him. Lin Tian was surprised to find that Walker and Hosen were actually pretending to be dead. After seeing the battle, he also stood up.

"I'm going to his uncle, it's so cruel. I've never seen so many people fighting together."

Walker looked lingering fear. With his strength, if he didn't pretend to be dead, he would be dead.

Only Lin Tian and the other three pretended to be dead, while those demons did not pretend to be dead. I think it might be because their brains were not flexible enough! "These demons have poor IQ and only know that they deserve to rush forward."

Hosen knows the Demons better.

Lin Tian slowly let out a breath and looked around. The battle was over. What should I do now?

It's a difficult problem. I'm unwilling to give up when I go back and run but I don't dare to run.

"It's a rare opportunity now, should we run away?"

Walker had the intention to escape, but Hosen immediately poured cold water on him.

"Run, where do you run, you can't run away at all. The guys from the Elf said that the recorder will explode in twenty-four hours. Once it explodes, do you think we can still survive?

So, there is no choice but to go back."

Hosen sneered. If he could escape, he would have escaped now, but there was no way. The recorder was similar to a time bomb, so he could only compromise.

Lin Tian nodded, agreeing with Hosen's opinion very much. He must not be able to run. No one knows how destructive the recorder is, and he dares not take this risk, so he can only give up.

Also, even if you run away and your strength is suppressed, how can you survive in the Soul Beast Mountains! If you encounter any danger, you will die.

"Let's go! Go back!"

Although I was unwilling to accept it, Lin Tian had no choice but to go back.

Two hours later, the surviving coolies returned to the mine, and some of them were missing short legs, and the losses were quite heavy. However, the elves didn't care about these cannon fodders.

Perhaps in the eyes of the elves, this is a dog biting a dog! Previously, the domesticated middle-aged male elf appeared again. He counted the number of people who were still alive and then gave a lecture.

"To be honest, I'm very disappointed. Your performance is shameful. You are not worthy of being a warrior."

The middle-aged male elves spoke, expressing their dissatisfaction. These coolies retreated without long support and did not achieve their ideal results.

Lin Tian was unhappy. You were standing and talking without complaining about your back pain. Go and try it.

"Those who are missing and broken legs will be cleared out immediately. Congratulations, you have gained freedom."

The middle-aged male elves waved their hand, and immediately, more than a dozen elves warriors took away the demons who were missing their arms and legs.

They have lost their function and can no longer work, and have no value for existence here.

If you use the missing arm and broken legs as the price of freedom, Lin Tian is unwilling to trade like this. To get freedom at this price means death.

Where can these people go?

If you return to the Demon Clan, you will definitely not be accepted. On the way, you may be swallowed by the soul beast.

"Okay, the rest line up and let me check your results."

The middle-aged male elves lined up the remaining coolies to check the results of the battle and see how many enemies they killed.

The first demon came forward, and the middle-aged male elf took off the recorder on his wrist, then pressed a button, and looked carefully.

The result was zero. This demon didn't kill any enemy, which made the middle-aged male elf so angry that he cursed.

"Bastard, you didn't even kill an enemy. You trash, get down."

If a middle-aged male elf doesn't attack one place, it must be a deserter. Otherwise, how could an enemy not be killed? This is not normal.

Immediately afterwards, the second demon stepped forward, and the middle-aged male elf took off his recorder. After checking, he found that it was one, and his face still looked bad.
Chapter completed!