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New Story Chapter Seventy The Lion Leads the Flock

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    As they left Silinburg, the knights' team was enveloped in a sense of depression and dullness. Xia Zuo, who was riding on the war horse, only felt a pair of strange eyes. Xia Zuo didn't know what they were thinking at this time, until the hammer pushed  Riding the horse, he walked up to him and smiled, "I didn't expect you to be able to think of this method!?"

    Xia Zuo didn't know whether he was sarcastic or appreciative, he also laughed, "I didn't expect that you can understand Dongtu dialect now!"

    The smile on Hammer's face froze, and the figure slowly retreated. Xia Zuo glanced at the stout figure: This person who looks rough on the outside is not as simple as he appears!

    Looking through the crowd, looking at the gradually blurring outline, Xia Zuo didn¡¯t know whether what he did was right or wrong, so now all this can only be left to time to verify

    At this moment, a group of figures walked out of the castle and caught up with the knights. In addition to the civilians in the castle, there were also many mercenaries and rangers in Silinburg. These people did not belong to Silinburg.  Because of this, he will leave with the knights.

    Under the dim yellow light, a group of people were dragged for a long time. They witnessed all the changes in one day. In a short period of time, they went from being oppressed and hunted to joining the resisting team. Such a huge  The transformation made them unable to accept it for a while, and even felt unreal.

    And during this process, the team continued to march. For this new group of figures, these were just militiamen who had received the recommended training and did not react too much.  After all, not long ago, they were also part of it.

    As the team marched, a group of vague figures appeared in the halo of dusk and walked towards them.

    Hammer stretched his body, put the long hammer on his shoulders, and laughed.  "Finally we can have a fight!"

    Xia Zuo did not expect that the demons would take the initiative to attack, but he also had no intention of avoiding it.  Driving the mount, he slowly moved towards them, accompanying the figure's approach.  A cold breath surged toward them

    The group of people slowly approached and finally stopped. During this period of time, the knights had gathered more than 3,000 militiamen, and this time they brought out most of them, while the number of the other party was only about 700 or 800.  In terms of numbers, Xia Zuo had a great advantage this time.  There are only more than 3,000 militiamen. Compared with these well-equipped and well-trained magic soldiers, no one can tell who can stand in the end.

    "Which one of you is the dragon slayer!?"

    The speaking figure stood at the front of the team, wearing black armor.  He held a long ax in his hand, and the aura around his body seemed to be colder than ice.

    He is not a knight who charges into the battle, but Baron Cowley who leads a team to attack. Unlike ordinary army leaders, he is cruel and murderous, and he likes to lead his soldiers to seize the opportunity to attack.  Then destroy the enemy in the simplest and most direct way.

    "Moreover, even if he won the battle, he would not accept prisoners of war. Because of this, the nobles secretly called him Barbarian Baron.

    However, when nobles with military talents fled one after another, only he, a demon called the Barbarian Baron, dared to lead his soldiers to actively attack

    Xia Zuo raised his hand, and the team behind him slowly came to a halt. Then he rode on a war horse and walked forward slowly, "I am it!"

    "What kind of bullshit dragon slayer are you!?" Cowley's eyes penetrated through the helmet, penetrated the space constraints, and locked onto Xia Zuo's figure. As his eyes locked, a cold breath surged in the space.  came up and enveloped Xia Zuo's body, "Bah How dare you come to the Eastern Continent to seek death for a brat who doesn't even have a single hair? And you bitches, how dare you rebel with him? Today, my army will kill you  Kill them all and trample all your corpses"

    As the roar sounded, the icy aura in the space became stronger and stronger. Xia Zuo's figure stood in front of the team, laughing loudly, "Don't talk about the number of people you have now, even if your number is  Several times, dozens of times like this we will also tear off your masks with knives and push you to hell!"

    "You bastard, don't think that you used some witchcraft and evil methods to kill those idiots, so you are really that bullshit dragon-slaying warrior. Later, I will show you what your brain is like.  color?"

    The two figures stood in front of the team, shouting and provoking loudly. As the sounds collided and rumbled in the space, each soldier could only feel the blood in his body boiling and surging, and his breathing began to quicken

    "Since you dare to leave the castle, I will not let you go back again. YouYou deliberately give pain to others, and now we will make you feel the same pain" Xia Zuo held the black spear in one hand and stared directly at the figure in front of the formation.

    "Kill them all" Cowley directly held the long ax and shouted loudly. As the voice echoed, an icy breath suddenly burst out from the team. The demon cavalry rode their horses and held spears in their hands.  He ran straight away from the place and attacked Xia Zuo.

    "What will you do?" Xia Zuo shouted, just like when he was at Silinburg.

    "Kill them."

    "Drag them into hell!"

    "Fight to the end!"

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    Countless voices surged up from behind, and the hot heat in the space could melt all coldness and fear. It was the flame of anger and hatred.

    "kill!"

    The war horse received Xia Zuo's instructions and flew out from the Gobi. Countless chaotic and noisy sounds echoed in the space. The field of vision was cast from the clouds, overlooking two groups of figures that looked like ants, running slowly through the desolate Gobi.  , and then began to approach crazily

    The neatly organized demon riders held spears and formed a square formation and rushed towards Xia Zuo. Xia Zuo let go of the reins of his right hand, his spirit resonated with his mount, and he controlled the mount to run forward. He spread his palms and flames appeared in the space

    Xia Zuo directly released three fireballs, and the rolling flames exploded in the space. The raging flames immediately enveloped the surging cavalry in a sea of ??fire.

    The mount did not pause at all, carrying Xia Zuo's figure, and plunged straight into the surging flames. He drew out the cross sword with his right hand, followed the horse across the flames, and pounced on the surging crowd.

    The surface cavalry defense line was broken by several fireballs. Xia Zuo rushed towards the infantry behind him. The black spear in his hand pierced through, directly breaking through the protection and inserted into the chest. The narrow wound spattered a large amount of blood, staining the surface of the war horse.  Armor

    Without any pause, the war horse carried Xia Zuo's figure and galloped forward crazily. The cross sword in its hand followed its momentum and slashed out. A knight's head was cut directly to the ground!

    As he mounted the war horse, Xia Zuo's current attack area was obviously much larger, and Xia Zuo didn't seem to have any intention of protecting himself. He swung out the spear in his hand, and the cross sword drew streaks of light, and countless afterimages.  , cold light, intertwined in front of him, corpses fell to the ground one after another, horses' hooves trampled the corpses, and kept moving forward

    More shouts and killing sounds erupted from behind. Under the dusk light, streaks of fluid passed through the space, appearing so eye-catching and clear on the battlefield.

    The crackling sound became more and more intense, and the flashing electric light on his body became more and more intense as he moved. Hammer's body rushed into the crowd. When any figure approached him, his body would immediately be paralyzed by fighting spirit, and  The fighting energy of the human body is related to the spiritual will, and is consumed faster than the human body. However, the fighting energy in the hammer's body seems to be endless, and it is not exhausted or exhausted at all. As mentioned before, the hammer is not as simple as it appears

    The long hammer in his hand swung out, and then turned into a black shadow, shrouding the figure. He only heard a roar, and the whole figure was blasted away. His eyes turned in the crowd and noticed the man in front of him riding a war horse.  , the charging figure, Hammer muttered, "The limelight has been stolen!"

    Screams came from behind, and figures were holding spears in their hands, rushing forward crazily. They didn't know any tactics, let alone any coordination. All they knew was to hold the spears and insert them into the demon.  clan body.

    The demons are indeed well-trained, and their armors are indeed very protective. However, no matter how well-trained they are, how many attacks can they dodge? One person, two people, three people no matter how high-protection their armors are, they can still withstand them.  How many spears to shoot, one, two, three

    When people who are trapped in darkness see the light ahead, they will never stop, even if there are thorns along the way, and even if there are endless poisonous snakes and beasts waiting for them, because for them,  There is nothing that can be darker than them and frighten them more.

    The sword cut off a man's head, and more figures crowded up; the spear was inserted into the chest, and the figure who was about to die grabbed the spear handle to prevent him from pulling out the spear people roared crazily.  Standing there, the originally cowardly and weak figures now showed terrifying ferocity. Their appearance was strange to the demons, so strange that it was terrifying.

    Not to mention them, even they themselves never knew that they would be so brave, or that they would have such a crazy day, but for them, it can be regarded as impossible, but at this time they  , but can¡¯t think about this?Much.

    Their bodies were boiling, as if they were wrapped in a real flame. This flame burned so hot that they could not feel fear at all. In fact, such flames came from hatred and anger.  , despair, and the original fear!

    "On the battlefield, some people fight for false justice, while others fight for anger and hatred No matter what the reason is, each figure is constantly transforming in the blood and fire.

    PS: It¡¯s great to get this title!  !  !  .  .  )

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