Chapter 124

The soldiers of andalos think that no matter how powerful soldiers are, they can't win more with less, let alone they are not lambs to be slaughtered.

However, they still overestimate the gap between themselves and the world's greatest horseback riding soldiers. In fact, the distance between them is not much different from that between people and sheep.

Hoo

Drogo's eyes were quiet and calm. The heavy machete in his hand wrapped in the strong wind directly chopped the cartilage on the throat of an andalos soldier and chopped off his head.

The head rolled down and blood splashed out in an instant.

At the same time, in the chaos of the war, drogo was one against five.

Clang——

The sound of metal friction.

An andalos soldier's long sword tried to stab zhuogo to death, but he was cut to death by the other party, and his companions dodged.

The long sword scratched close to the bronze belt of drogokao and burst out clear sparks.

"Well..."

The powerful doslak soldier breathed heavily like thunder, and his dark eyes were completely immersed in the battle. He was surrounded by the remaining five andalos soldiers,

the glint and flash of cold steel.

Then the long braid was thrown, and the head dodged the sword swept by the nearby soldiers again.

Sniff——

However, his long braid did not completely hide. He was accidentally cut off by a sword of this andalos soldier and fell to the ground with a clatter.

"Cao!"

The silent Hago saw this scene and squeezed the machete in his hand.

It is difficult for any warrior to defeat many at once, because he only has one pair of eyes, and the enemy is not an unarmed farmer. They are also soldiers who have experienced many battles.

Cao's move seemed to him a little overconfident and risky.

"Drogo!"

Kohoro, who had saved zhuogo's life when he was a child, also wanted to draw a knife to help.

"Well..."

“Ohos...”

However, the two blood League guards who wanted to draw a knife to help were raised by Zhuo Ge and stopped in doslak language.

The terrible doslak soldier stepped back and left the encirclement of andalos soldiers.

Then his eyes fell on the braid where he was cut off and fell on the ground, and his dark and deep eyes coagulated slightly.

The doslak people are actually extremely superstitious. A broken braid means defeat. He thinks this may be a bad omen.

Call~

Drogo's breathing was a little heavy.

But

"Kill him!"

Just a sword almost cut off the other party's head, but it's a pity that only a part of the other party's braid was cut off.

Then seeing the strong doslak soldier retreat, the morale of the remaining five andalos soldiers obviously rose.

They thought the other party was afraid, and then they wanted to seize the victory and kill the three doslaks in front of them.

Andalos soldiers rushed over again and wanted to kill zhuogo. Zhuogo finally recovered his mind, took back his braided eyes on the ground, raised his head and looked at several andalos soldiers. His dark and deep eyes gradually burned with anger and determination.

Like a raging lion, he made a low roar.

"Roar -"

Then the terrible doslak soldiers waved the bloody machete, and the heavy machete turned again with the wind to avoid the attack of a soldier.

Poof——

Then he slashed another soldier's waist, directly threw the soldier's body in mid air and cut it in two.

Dang Dang——

Then the strong body turned flexibly, and the machete in his hand cut off a spear, killing each other like chopping melons and vegetables.

Bang——

Then the strong arm clamped a long sword, and the biceps brachii and forearm muscles clamped the long sword, so that the other party could not pierce or pull it out.

Then he turned his head and cut off the head of another soldier.

The soldier with the sword clamped in his arm was full of panic. He watched his companions be cut to death, and his sword could not be pulled out. The inner defense line had already collapsed.

It turned out that the other party was not afraid, but did not want to kill himself.

Then the soldier was just about to loosen the handle of his sword and turned to flee. However, it was too late. Zhuogo threw away the yarac machete in his hand, and the machete fell to the ground with a heavy sound.

Then he pinched the soldier's wrist and made him unable to escape. His eyes were burning with anger and locked the soldier at a close distance.

The blood filled horror eyes saw the other party's heart and soul split, his legs couldn't help shaking, and his brain was blank. He only knew that he wanted to beg for mercy with his mouth open, but he couldn't even make a sound.

Because he didn't know what to say in doslak.

However, drogo did not give him a chance to beg for mercy. He forced down his fear of the unknown omen and strengthened his determination to avenge Corso.

Then he crushed the andalos soldier's wrist directly in the other party's frightened eyes and cut his throat with his own sword.

Poof——

The blood sprayed on zhuogo's strong chest, then released his hands, and the body fell weakly to the ground.

in a wink.

Six andalos soldiers were killed by drogo alone, and five were killed.

"Ah..."

"Ah..."

The last soldier with a shield saw the terrible scene and felt that his heart had stopped.

Trembling, holding a shield, turned his head and wanted to escape.

However, Zhuo Ge kicked him to the ground, then picked up his own yarac machete and chopped off each other's head.

This act of killing six andalos soldiers instantly strongly boosted the morale of the doslaks.

"Ho ho ho -"

Suddenly, deafening cheers broke out among the doslaks.

All andalos soldiers also noticed this. They looked at drogokao with a little more fear, swallowed a spit, and even stepped back when they were swept by the other party's eyes.

"With an arrow!"

"Shoot him with an arrow!"

Then he yelled, hoping that the archer would shoot the terrible doslak soldier with an arrow, and never let the other party lead the doslaks to rush to the front.

This is the role of CaO as the bravest soldier in kalasa. Although personal force does not play a great role in the war, it will be inspiring.

The doslaks admire the strong. They willingly submit to the powerful Cao, and drive the other party to fight, plunder and even die.

When drogo finished all this, he was quickly protected by the dothraks who rushed up behind him. He looked at the andalos front in the distance, his eyes cold and unsmiling.

Of course he won't fight in person. Even if he has nine lives, it's not enough.

But just then.

Drogo's nose, which had been removed from the array, sniffed slightly. He suddenly smelled a strange smell.

Zhuo Ge is very familiar with the smell of the battlefield. However, this smell is different from the stench of blood, but it is a little pungent.

"What is this?"

Then drogo looked down at his feet.