Infinite Survival: The winner takes all!

"Enemy attack! Retreat quickly!" The Crowmen captains at the front line, despite being seriously injured, were still shouting at the top of their lungs, anxiously directing the troops to evacuate.

In fact, without their urging, all the Crowmen warriors were already fleeing backwards desperately.

Yabusi watched dozens of Crow Man warriors fall to the ground, his heart filled with despair.

Under the land surrounding the fortress, there is a huge amount of fire crystal mines, which were buried in front of it by the "Shennong" clan.

Since the Crowmen have the ability to fly high in the sky, no matter how much fire crystal ore is buried, it will not threaten their safety, so Crowsi doesn't care about it at all.

But at this moment, this negligence has caused an irreparable disaster.

When the first Arakkoa warrior fell to the ground due to severe damage to his wings and unable to maintain flight, he accidentally triggered the modified fire crystal powder buried underground.

Instantly, a thunderous explosion shocked everyone, its loudness far surpassing the previous artillery roar.

Then, as more Crowmen warriors fell one after another, it seemed to trigger a chain reaction of explosions, and dozens of bright "suns" rose one after another on the ground.

The terrifying energy raged across the land. Even the extremely solid fortress could not withstand the force. Shocking cracks began to appear on its solid walls...

About three hundred meters in the air, Kevin the Crow's mind went blank. He stared blankly at the scene before him that looked like the end of the world.

My mind seemed to freeze at this moment, unable to react.

Countless metal fragments shot towards it like sharp arrows, and every impact tore off pieces of flesh and blood from it.

But strangely, Crow Kevin seemed to have lost his sense of pain, still floating in the air indifferently, allowing the deadly metal storm to rage.

It was not until the shrill and ear-piercing screams of the Crowman warrior who had managed to escape in front of him finally pierced through his solidified mind.

Crow Kevin woke up as if from a dream, and his eyes fell on those tribesmen who were covered in scars and struggling in pain.

They began to shout mechanically, "Yes, yes, retreat quickly, we must retreat first..."

But at this moment, a series of extremely dense and sharp whistling sounds suddenly broke through the sky, like the life-threatening sound of the coming of the god of death.

More than 600 rocket launchers, with blood-red tails, were like a sudden meteor shower, flying towards the fleeing crow group at lightning speed.

The Crowmen didn't know what it was, but they were scared out of their wits. They dragged their severely injured bodies and flapped their incomplete wings with all their might, trying to escape from the rocket launchers that were chasing them rapidly.

However, their speed seemed so slow compared to the swiftness of the rocket launchers, as if they were crawling at a snail's pace.

In just a moment, the rocket launchers came rushing in, and then hundreds of rocket launchers exploded almost at the same moment.

In an instant, the sky was covered with dazzling fireworks, as if a scorching rain of fire was pouring down.

Although the timing of the rocket launcher's explosion was a little hasty and failed to achieve the ideal attack effect, it still caused near-devastating damage to the fleeing Crow People.

The charred bodies, broken limbs, and feathers that turned to ashes, along with the fragments and debris of the rocket launcher, sank and fell to the ground.

At this moment, there were only a few dozen Crow Man warriors left in the sky, still flapping their severely damaged wings tenaciously, trying their best to flee into the distance, trying to escape this catastrophe.

As for the remaining 500-odd Crowmen warriors, most of them had their heads and bodies separated, their bodies had been destroyed beyond recognition by rocket launchers, and their original appearance could no longer be recognized.

Although the other two hundred or so Crowmen fell in a place where there was no fire crystal mine, they were so seriously injured that they could hardly stand up. They could only lie helplessly on the spot, emitting shrill wails, their voices filled with pain and despair.

At the same time, the severely damaged fortress gate was suddenly pushed down from the inside, and then more than 300 warriors of various ethnic groups rushed out like a tide.

Rushing in the front were the tall warriors of the Overlord Clan, followed closely by warriors from other tribes, who were holding all kinds of metal weapons and full of fighting spirit.

Everyone shouted in unison, the sound was deafening, and they rushed fiercely towards the remaining Crow People in front.

The Crowmen who fell to the ground were completely powerless to resist. Some of them tried to beg for mercy to save their lives, but the warriors of the five major clans ignored them and ruthlessly killed all of them.

Battles between intelligent races have always been extremely cruel, and there is no absolute right or wrong.

As long as there is competition for resources and disputes over territory, both sides will do their utmost to kill the other side by any means necessary.

Compassion, at least at this stage, is still a luxury for the five major tribes.

Five hours later, the dust finally settled, the smoke gradually dissipated, and the dust raised by the explosion slowly settled.

Looking around, the area surrounding the fortress was in a terrible mess.

Flowers, plants and trees suffered devastating blows in the violent explosion. The ground was covered with huge pits, and countless metal fragments and the mutilated bodies of the Crowmen were scattered around.

Even the extremely strong fortress looked dilapidated at this moment.

There were shocking cracks on the walls, and some areas even experienced small collapses.

Although the territory suffered very serious damage, the people of the five major clans were immersed in laughter and joy, enthusiastically celebrating this glorious victory.

After this brutal battle, the Crowmen suffered unprecedented damage, their vitality was greatly damaged, and they were almost on the brink of extinction.

Amid the roar of artillery, almost all of their tribe's elite warriors were wiped out, with only a few dozen defeated soldiers managing to escape.

Today, the Crowmen are no longer able to pose any threat to the five major tribes.

Three days later, Kevin Crow slowly woke up from his coma.

It was already old, and now it seemed to have aged twenty years in an instant. Its sparse feathers turned gray and dull, completely losing its former vitality and color.

"Chief, you're finally awake!" Seeing this, Yabusi, who was sitting nearby to rest, immediately stood up and walked over.

As a result, it accidentally pulled the wound, and the pain made it unable to help but grimace.

The faint cries coming from outside the nest caused Kevin the Crow to feel an intense pain in his heart again, as if he was being ruthlessly torn apart, making it a little breathless.

Yabusi's expression suddenly became nervous, and he quickly advised: "Master, you are weak now, you need to rest well, and you must not get up easily."

"I'm fine..." Kevin the Crow struggled to sit up from the bed made of vines. After panting for a while, he asked in a difficult tone: "Crow Bushi, how many of our warriors have escaped?"