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The Frost Giant was seriously injured, but thanks to a large amount of medicine, it recovered most of its strength on the same day and was able to continue fighting the next day.

The three became increasingly adept at coordinating their attacks. Han Yue drew fire from the front, while Margaret held off Titan King Kong from the air.

Ron sneaked in and cut in to catch them.

For the next three days, Ron would go around the perimeter of the Tank Tribe's position almost every day.

Despite their best efforts to resist, the Tank Tribe was forced to enter the valley to fight the Knights.

But they still couldn't find a solution.

In just three or four days, nearly three hundred tanks were lost.

The tank family, with a force of over a thousand men, has lost more than one-fifth of its strength.

This was something the tank commander could no longer tolerate.

It was on the fourth day.

Ron had just taken down four Tier 1 tanks and hadn't even had a chance to make another move yet.

From the flank of the tank group's position, a blue and white police car sped towards them from a distance, moving at an extremely high speed, taking only a few breaths from its appearance to its arrival.

The police car landed deformed at the edge of the position, the movement so smooth that not a single step was superfluous.

It was a blue and white painted Autobot, with a slender figure that didn't look as bulky as Titan, but rather exuded a sharp and agile aura.

They're pioneers of the wave!!

Sure enough, on such a large battlefield, even if one side gains some advantage, the other side will immediately send reinforcements.

Unlike a small battlefield, where you can expand your advantage once you've gained some ground.

Individual combat strength is far too insignificant for such a large-scale battle.

The first thing Lang Xianfeng saw upon arriving was Margaret in the sky. After turning his gaze away, he set his sights on Ron, who was sneaking around in the position.

The next moment, the other party headed straight for Ron.

Ron sensed something was wrong the moment the other party appeared.

The Frost Giant's feet slipped on them.

Although there were many tanks, they couldn't stop the two Tier 3 tanks that wanted to escape.

They quickly left the main battlefield.

At that moment, the opposing team's vanguard also arrived.

"A devastating wave of destruction!!"

The wave vanguard was moving faster than Ron had anticipated.

The moment the shout of "Heaven-shattering wave of destruction" was uttered, the person was already in front of Ron. The blue and white afterimage was still seven or eight meters behind him, but the real body had already cut to Ron's flank.

His hand chop, enveloped in a rapidly vibrating arc of energy, aimed straight for Ron's neck.

Ron only had time to draw his sword to parry, but the opponent's attacks were like waves, relentless and continuous.

He blocked the first attack, but the subsequent attacks came crashing down on him like a tidal wave.

Ron coughed up blood and was sent flying, but his opponent still tried to attack using his speed, only to be stopped by the Frost Giant.

He barely managed to regain his balance in mid-air.

I took a sip of the Tier 3 original liquid and felt much better.

At this moment, Vanguard distanced himself from the Frost Giant and chuckled:

"this one?"

"Can't even handle someone like you in the tank family?"

Ron's face darkened. What is this thing? Why does it have such a foul mouth?

The Tank Leader above also looked displeased; this Vanguard was an extremely disliked figure among the Autobots.

If I didn't have absolutely no better solutions, I really wouldn't want to ask this thing for help.

Ron chuckled. The other party was only a late-stage Tier 3 cultivator. He really didn't know how they dared to be so arrogant.

He said to the vanguard of the wave, "Arrogance comes at a price."

"Oh!" Lang Xianfeng said playfully.

"I happen to have some!!"

"Damn it, what are you pretending for!" Ron thought to himself.

But no matter what, now that the opponent has arrived, this jungle battle can't continue.

Moreover, judging from the other party's appearance, it seems we still need to have a showdown.

Lang Xianfeng cracked his knuckles and said disdainfully:

"What's wrong, little mouse? Have you thought about how to deal with me?"

Damn it, I can't take it anymore!

We have to take him down!!

Ron was enraged by that pretentious guy on the other side.

After giving a shout upwards, Margaret immediately understood, leaving behind the clumsy tank leader, and headed towards Ron to join him.

That reckless vanguard on the other side actually dared to be so arrogant, only speaking calmly after Ron and Margaret reunited:

Even if cattle and sheep are in herds, they are still cattle and sheep!

Ron couldn't take it anymore: "Margaret! Dragon Fire!!"

A massive burst of fiery breath hurtled straight at the opponent.

The other party simply said in a slightly relaxed tone:

"It's the same old routine again!"

He quickly dodged, then brandished his twin halberds, ready to engage Margaret in close combat.

As a dragon, Margaret drinks the original essence year-round, which makes her the strongest in terms of physique.

Unless the opponent has an abnormally strong defense like a tank leader, she won't dodge.

It lunged forward with one claw.

The two clashed, and Ron continued to stab his eyes with the dragon spear.

Four or five seconds later, a figure was sent flying backward.

They're pioneers of the wave!!

The more arrogant they were just now, the more pathetic they are now.

His injuries were alright; he had only lost the fight slightly, but it wasn't a big deal.

But Ron scratched the paint off his face!

It even poked out a few dents, like pockmarks on a face.

Lang Xianfeng touched his face, his brows furrowing:

"Human, you have angered me!!"

"Die!!"

Then, as if he had gone berserk, he completely ignored Margaret's attacks and focused his attacks on Ron on her back.

But Margaret and Ron are a perfect match!

If the other party wants to use this method to deal with them, they have gone down the wrong path.

Before long, the enraged Lang Xianfeng was kited by the two of them.

Lang Xianfeng was knocked away again, and only after wiping the oil off his mouth did he calm down.

He turned to fight the Frost Giant who was entangled with the Tank Leader.

They wanted to force Ron into a direct confrontation.

But Ron wasn't stupid; his opponents were two late-stage Tier 3 players.

He is unlikely to achieve any results; at most, both sides will suffer heavy losses.

After probing the enemy's combat strength, it's time to retreat.

After a fierce battle, Ron was also badly injured, but he finally managed to bring the Frost Giant into the Little Garden.

Then my legs slipped, and I was gone!

Enraged, the vanguard chased the knights to their camp, but was beaten up again.

After returning home, I became increasingly angry.

They stopped going to support other positions and just kept their eyes on Ron's side.

Ron even regretted poking him a few times.

Thanks to his actions, the battle between Ron and the Tank Tribe has reached a complete stalemate.

But only three more days passed.

Then a bombshell piece of news came.

The battlefield situation was thus completely overturned.