Chapter 407

"Hateful, today all people have died in the hands of these livestock.".

Standing on the wall of the town, the bloody Baron roared angrily.

Among the three towns attacked, two towns were easily destroyed. Although these bloodthirsty people have no good equipment, and their weapons are only stones and sticks, their strength is far beyond ordinary human beings. A group of people who are more than two meters tall and generally two or three meters high are not sand The remote town in the desert can resist.

Now, the remaining troops of the three towns are gathered in the last hazelnut forest town. The villagers who are determined to burn down the hazelnut forest oasis on which generations of people depend for their livelihood. With the burning fire, the last town reluctantly delayed the attack of the Yangtou people.

But The flame will not burn forever. When an oasis forest is burned out, it will go out as quickly as it burns.

Hazelnut forest is just a battle forest around the town. In fact, after only one afternoon, the fire that devoured the town's wealth and blocked the attack of the sheep's head gradually went out.

At this moment, although there is still a little spark in the forest embers, the brave sheep headed people rush towards the town fearlessly. In the eyes of the shivering villagers, these sheep headed people covered with various colors and war patterns are just like the evil spirits coming out of hell. The rolling heat wave from the fire ashes does not hinder them, and the air is filled with Mars On the contrary, Qi stimulated their fury.

"What can we do? What can we do"!

Seeing that the sheep's head had killed half of the militia and rushed to the wall, the bleeding Baron could not help but look with blood in his eyes.

But there is no point in being anxious on the battlefield. An anxious heart will only bring danger to soldiers.

"Baa, ah, ah, ah, ah!

When the Baron was in a rage, a man with sheep's head didn't know when to climb the city wall. Now the soldier with sheep's head at least two meters and five meters tall was roaring and smashing the bone stick down at the baron.

In a hurry, the Baron can only instinctively raise the sword in his hand and try to resist. However, in front of the bloody bone stick, a small sword seems so small and ridiculous. When the big stick falls, the Baron and his sword will be smashed into pieces by the sheep head man. The power of a sheep head man is not that ordinary human beings can resist.

"It's over, it's going to die"!

Seeing that the bone stick, which was bigger than his own head, was getting closer and closer, the Baron's mind was just a dumb idea.

If there is no accident, the manor barons of the three towns will die on the bloody wall. Next, the whole town will not follow the Baron's footsteps - the ransacks of the sheep's head never survive. They always like to smash the "prey" into meat mud and then bring it back to the tribe.

However, just like the sudden misfortune, the arrival of luck is often unexpected.

Just when the Baron had closed his eyes to die, the attack he had expected did not come.

The frightened Baron opened his eyes with the last glimmer of fantasy. Then he swore that he had never been so tearful to a girl.

"As an aristocrat, even in the face of death, you have to open your eyes to deal with it. Closing your eyes will only make you look more like a coward, that's all.".

Accompanied by a string of flying blood, in front of the Baron, the sheep's head suddenly widened his unbelievable eyes, and his head was slipping from his head. The thick and flexible wool was so fragile that they even took the sheep's bones, blood vessels and muscles with a knife to cut off the wound It's so neat that the sheep's head can stay around the neck for a while.

Turning his head almost mechanically, the stunned Baron looks at the girl who is standing beside to wipe the dagger. At this time, the girl with wheat skin is like a spirit under the moon night - smart and elegant.

Obviously, the person who appears here now is Aisha who follows owakein to save people.

"Don't thank me. I'm nothing at all. There's a more powerful one below that is your real Savior.".

With a kind smile, Aisha once again reaped the lives of at least three sheep headed people while talking to the baron. Aisha, who shuttles through the shadow, is like a butterfly dancing in the flowers. Even in the dark night, the light posture, clean technique, and killing without dragging mud and water are still forcefully interpreted by the girl as a kind of beauty of dance .

"But that's not enough. Although the apprentice soldiers of the sheep's head and the apprentice rangers of the town died together, for a moment, the ordinary sheep's head might not be able to be a free stalker, but There are too many sheep heads. I'm afraid that the killing efficiency of the two trainee professionals can't catch up with the killing efficiency of the sheep heads before they invade the small town and kill the bloodthirsty sheep heads.The Baron's eyes darkened when he thought of the amazing number of sheep heads charging together. The support of the two professionals could protect himself and a small part of the townspeople, but most townspeople still could not survive, the town would be destroyed, and all the wealth of his family would disappear Unless the girl's "more powerful savior" is really powerful enough to kill the whole army of the sheep's head.

"How is that possible? If you want to achieve that level, you need at least formal strength. How can such a big man come to such a remote town.

With the last glimmer of hope and the last touch of despair, the Baron looked under the wall.

In the next second, the Baron, who had been unhappy just now, opened his eyes wide.

He saw a scene he never dreamed of!

I saw that the three towns that pursued and killed were pissed off. Killing the militia was like killing the sheep's head who chased the chickens and dogs. Now they are being slaughtered!

Yes, it's massacre. In the Baron's opinion, such a battle can only be called massacre!

I saw a young man with black hair raging all the way in the army of the sheep's head. Everywhere he passed, the dust turned into blood mist with the blood of the sheep's head, and the amputated limbs and debris flew into the air. Because of the speed of killing and moving, the young man even turned into a bloody storm in the Baron's eyes, and all the sheep's heads involved in it were like being blocked The meat grinder smashes them one by one. No matter how the fearless crazy sheep heads attack the killing tornado, there is no sign that the super efficient killing whirlwind will stop.

"This This... "

The Baron seized the wall with both hands and could not speak. He had to say that the ups and downs he suffered during this period were really It's exciting!

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