Chapter 1032

Zhao Hesheng, a native of Dongli, was appointed to the front line as a captain because he offended the nobles in the palace.

At the moment, he was attacked jointly by two three-star battle zuns of Jinghong Empire, and his body was injured at many places, and he could hardly hold on.

Coupled with the collapse of his colleagues one by one, his confidence is also a little bit lost.

The two enemies are more brave in the war.

In addition, there was a steady stream of officers and men behind them.

As long as we break through here, the whole fortress will be out of control.

The morale of the Allied forces had been wiped out and they could not see any hope.

Zhao Hesheng couldn't concentrate on fighting. He was kicked away by the enemy when he was distracted.

Then another enemy came to mend the knife like lightning.

Zhao Hesheng's head is still clear, he wants to avoid, and then fight back.

However, the severely injured body is no longer at its disposal.

The knife from the left side was only half an inch away from his throat.

If the body is not injured, just slightly bend the waist, you can easily avoid this knife.

Zhao Hesheng sighed silently in his heart that his life would be explained here.

He did not close his eyes, so straight at the knife, he wanted to see how he died.

But at this critical juncture, he felt as if a shadow flashed past his right.

Then listen to a bang.

He subconsciously looked, and then, can't help but open his mouth, a look of great surprise.

Then he saw the enemy with a knife flying towards the air like a ball.

Bang! Bang!

Bang

All the soldiers in front of them were smashed.

He is like an iron pimple. Those soldiers are all made of clay and can't bear to be hit.

It was not until the enemy disappeared in the sky that Zhao Hesheng suddenly came to his senses. Enjoy reading novels www.laok.cc

He remembered reading from an old book that there was a powerful Orc tribe thousands of years ago.

They are huge and born warriors. One of the most powerful combat skills is savage collision.

Of course, he just thought about it. He didn't think there were orcs.

There are a lot of human soldiers who have learned this skill, but they can't play their best.

In the twinkling of an eye, there is a comrade in arms with the same clothes as him.

Zhao Hesheng nodded his head gratefully.

I'm just about to make a fist salute.

All of a sudden, his face changed, his pupils dilated and he looked at the back of the rescuer's head in horror.

I saw a figure jumping high, holding a heavy three foot sword in both hands. It was as fast as the wind and chopped down.

"Get out of the way!"

These two words flashed anxiously in Zhao Hesheng's brain.

He was about to pounce on his benefactor.

But the next scene made Zhao Hesheng not believe his eyes.

Just as the knife was about to be cut off, one of the benefactor's right legs suddenly swung backward.

It was like a tail, and it was whipped hard on the imperial soldier.

With a bang, the soldier broke into pieces and was kicked in the air.

Then the leg was still swinging twice in the air, and then it came back.

Zhao Hesheng's eyes almost fell to the ground.

I'll go! What kind of martial arts is this?

It's unimaginable that a person can train his legs so abnormally.

The next moment, the figure in front of him disappeared.

When he reappeared, he was already in front of another comrade in arms who was about to be killed by the enemy.

He Who is it?