v37 Chapter 6：

No one can tolerate the suffocation when the knife is around, Oscar knows that the time to decide life and death is coming! He fixed his eyes on the girl's eyes, feeling the subtle changes in each flash.

The soft and bright pupil of the girl suddenly contracted sharply, and Oscar's scimitar attacked at this moment. There is nothing to say, the strength of a man is not resisted by a girl. Although the girl has been avoiding frontal bumps, she ca n’t choose between life and death. The Persian girl was flicked out with a strong blow. .

"No one can do this to me!" Princess Ahlaina Mogadishu stared angrily at the Titans who were approaching her. At this time, she fell extremely unbearably by the creek, and her lower body pants were completely Wet! The girl finally realized that the pig-like pagan had no intention of hurting her life. He just wanted to humiliate himself. His machete just lifted his veil.

"So ... so that means he saw me?" Akhlaina suddenly realized the deadliest point. "The true God forgives my disrespect. This life that belongs to you has no meaning!"

His Royal Highness Princess Mogadishu suddenly pulled out a short knife from his arms, and the girl finally looked at the young man, and his eyes revealed a bitter hatred! Then the short knife pointed at his heart!

"Hey! Stop! You stop for me!" Oscar will naturally not hurt his loot. He jumped over quickly, the machete just flew the short knife, but the girl didn't seem to intend to give up. She hit her neck and hit the boy's weapon.

"You have something wrong?" Oscar pushed her knees annoyed. really! This almost made the girl's internal organs cracked. She slipped on the man and spit out saliva and gastric juice.

It wasn't until Oscar had time to appreciate his loot. The boy's eyes swept the girl's body, and finally he stopped on the girl's pale cheeks.

"Beautiful! Really beautiful!"

Her eyes have a beautiful curve like the moon, her lips are full of indescribable interracial style, and the lip line is painted with a rose-colored brush, showing a beautiful lip shape when breathing out! The most touching thing is her skin! It was slightly pale gold! It's like early maturing rice! The Oscar ghost stretched out his hand holding the knife, and he wanted to touch the mysterious breath in his arms.

"Shit ... **** ..."

Oscar paid the price for his distraction, and he sat down on the ground with his painful clutching of his abdomen. The little lioness in his arms was clearly out of his grasp. He gasped while watching the changes around him.

In the shadow of the woods, six black and black Persian warriors walked out. Oscar watched the girl in pain in the arms of one of them. The girl was crying, she seemed to be muttering something.

"Kill him! Kill him! Kill him ..." Akhlaina kept complaining to her teacher in Persian.

"You shouldn't be here!" The tall Persian warrior hugged expressionlessly and hugged the unlucky princess. Several of his companions turned their heads away. A piece of gauze wrapped the princess's face.

Oscar stood up swayingly. The kid didn't seem to be a lone hero. He had secretly held the whistle used to recruit friends.

The situation was not good for His Royal Highness, and the six majestic Persian warriors fanned him in the middle. Oscar is not sure to be able to pull out of this battle, especially the guy holding the girl in his arms. This guy seems to be the same level as his driver. This person's scimitar is casually tied around his waist. Oscar pays attention. The ribbon attached to the scimitar showed a bluish black with no bottom hole.

"I've seen a ghost! Did Laozi hit a god?" Oscar whispered softly. He didn't expect to encounter rare animals like the Persian Black Belt Samurai at his door!

The teenager adjusted his breath carefully, but the situation seemed to be getting worse and worse. The moment the girl gave him seemed to hit a very important position in his lower abdomen. He felt that he could not lift a little strength, and the killer 13 was handed over to him. The way of breathing is tried and tested, but now he has lost the function of "making gas" in the face of a strong enemy!

"How long do you have to wait? Are you looking at my jokes intentionally?" The teenager turned and shouted desperately at the dark night behind him.

"Hey! Hey, hey!" The frivolous King of Crime, Dorami Basing, fell from the sky like a ghost, "I thought it would destroy your good things, so I avoided it for a while, but I thought there was more work in just a moment Some people! "

"Yeah!" Former Paladin Sarla De Rocha also paced out of the woods, "Remember? When you were in Domolga, you dealt very hard with those who broke your good deeds!"

The Paladin turned back, "Little Godot, am I right?"

Gordo snorted, and he shook his huge battle axe as an answer.

"Where is the other one?" The Persian black belt warrior suddenly said. However, his partners were obviously suspicious, and they looked around.

"Do you understand Titan?" Oscar was a little surprised.

"Of course, you are not soldiers or daffodils, why do you humiliate our high princess?" The brown pupil of the warrior of Persia shone with a fine light.

"Can you see this? That little guy is still a princess!" Oscar said, moving his head quickly, princess, she just caught a princess of Persia? Is it to convene a large group of people and catch them again?

"You still have to ask your princess! Then a noble girl should learn to be a thief! If I don't stop her, I believe my horse has been stolen!"

It seemed to hear that the little master mentioned it, and Lei Shuer, who ran aside early in the morning, walked out of the woods.

"Anlu!" Qiqi, the Persian warrior, let out a roar! Although they do not know these Titans, they know this kind of Warcraft cultivated by the Anlu family! The sound of scimitar out of the sheath is endless! The samurai roared like a person.

"Bad thing!" Oscar groaned. He glared bitterly at his Lei Shuer, and the little guy looked back at the little master with his innocent eyes.

Lin Zhong suddenly remembered the scream. This bleak whistle seemed to be the horn of the attack. Oscar was the first black belt warrior to rush in front of him. Although he did n’t know if he had a chance, the guy still held a man. His actions will certainly be restrained by this.

Paladin Thrallah's bayonet can withstand the two scimitars that were on the attack. Although the attack of the king of crime was blocked by the opponent, the old man has been oppressing the opponent's moves. After being the tallest among the opponents, there is no change in the offensive and defensive skills of the two fighters. Like the barbarians of the prehistoric century, they are fighting their strength and courage with their bodies.

Oscar's scimitar still didn't touch the corner of his opponent's clothes. The teenager felt humiliated in the match for the first time. He kept waving his scimitar, but the samurai seemed indifferent to his attack. Turns the storm-like offensive of youth into invisible.

Oscar was anxious, he was already tired, and the pain in his abdomen seemed to be more pronounced during strenuous exercise! The fierce and abnormal kid finally killed his red eyes. He stared at the pale face in the samurai's arms. "The attack will save me!" The teaching of Killer 13 comes to mind! "Is the princess? Go see your ghost!" The scimitar swept away as a streamer, and the samurai withdrew his handle backhand. When the handle was about to buckle the point of attack of the prince, the boy suddenly turned his wrist. , The scimitar flicked away, flying like a living creature, spinning into the samurai's arms.

"Blade throwing skills!" The samurai's shocked words did not delay him too much. The black scimitar, which symbolizes honor and killing, had been sheathed. When the little princess in her arms revealed the decisive expression in the face of death, it was worthy Live the opponent's knife throwing skills!

"Blizzard!" As the boy shouted, he handed out a short blade soaked in the blue light.

The black belt warrior finally showed a look of fear. The most feared situation appeared. The guy who had been hidden in the dark and he had never found it started!

No one knows how Blizzard appeared in the battle circle, this killer king who is the same as 13 uses a strange shaped blade! The Black Belt Samurai thought he had never seen such a long sword. He watched in horror as the sword climbed around his left arm, his sharp blade pointed directly at his throat.

The Black Belt Warrior deserves to be the top-level scimitar warrior. He uses the scabbard to block the dagger and the blade to cross the blade. Although he got rid of the fate of death, the price was that his left arm was stretched back and forth with a soft sword cut into flesh and blood.

"stop!"

The warriors in the war circle immediately withdrew from the gladiator. They stood around the leader. Everyone's face showed the same expression, humiliation, resentment, and a little helplessness.

"That's right!" Oscar clasped the lady in his arms, and he was a little distracted at this time. The fragrance of the man in his arms was a wonderful taste he had never smelled!

The black sword samurai decided to close the knife into the sheath, and he didn't even frown at the horrible wound on his arm.

"Say! Natural enemy Anlu, what are your conditions?"

Oscar lifted the princess's veil, the girl's tears finally fell down, twice, she did not know what humiliation she would be subjected to!

His Royal Highness looked at the opposite warrior with his head down in dismay. He had heard of this from the coachman. The only way to blaspheme a Persian woman was to lift her veil, and this way to identity Noble women are even more disgraceful.

"Although we call Anlu a natural enemy, we respect every warrior of the Anlu family! Please stop doing humiliating things!" The black belt warrior's lifeless face finally showed a wave of anger.

"Okay! Two questions, if you can make me satisfied, then I will give back your royal highness intact!" Oscar began to ask for price. The kid's expression was very disgusting, but who called He has an absolute advantage!

"Excuse me!"

"Do you belong to the assassination forces under the princes of the King of Persia Mogadishu? What is the purpose of your presence here?"

"Yelter! Don't compromise with him! I order you! Don't compromise with him!" Princess Ahraina shouted wildly in the man's arms!

"His Royal Highness! Can't you see? We have exposed and the mission cannot be completed! The most important thing now is your safety!" The black belt warrior said in Titanic.

"Then you admit it?" Oscar tightened his arms tightly, and the Persian girl strangled her neck coughed impatiently.

"Yes! Yes!" Yelt Muhammad, the black belt warrior of Mogadishu, also saw that these people really don't seem to be the knights of the Anlu family. . Because the knights of the Anlu family cannot embarrass a woman so shamelessly, even if the woman is a Persian! What's more, several fellows of that guy even snickered aside.

"Continue!" Oscar tightened his arms again.

"Okay! We infiltrated secretly from the front into the rear of the Tarson area, and we wanted to get in with General Vegkussen to assassinate General Fego of the Anlu family!"

"How many of you? Where is the camp?" Oscar was clearly not satisfied with the answers already obtained.

"This is more than what you said!" The anger of the Black Belt Samurai broke out completely.

"I changed my mind! Answer me quickly!" Oscar simply laid the dagger across Akhlaina's neck.

All the Persian warriors scolded loudly, and Oscar knew they must be saying shameless and nasty words, but who cares! This is not the first time a teenager has done this!

"Can you promise to return our princess after I answer the question?" The Black Belt Samurai calmed down, knowing that he had no room for bargaining.

"Swear with the totem of the Anlu family, with the faith of the Knights of Narcissus!" Oscar said casually, even his companions doubted his sincerity.

The Black Belt Samurai did not want to risk the entire army being overwhelmed, nor did he want to sacrifice his princess that way. Just as he hesitated, fire suddenly flared on both sides of the rear ridge.

"Dirty boy!" The samurai's long brown hair was raised like a hurricane.

Oscar ’s eyes were attracted by the fire, when he felt the wind blowing in his face ...

"Should be **** it!" The teenager fell to the ground holding his left shoulder! "Unlucky! Too bad!" This was his third injury in two months!

The black belt warrior paid a heavy price for his hasty attack. His thigh was swept away by a tomahawk and a shoulder was penetrated by a sword. The guy who was used to hiding in the dark cut off his half. The scalp, and the frivolous old man stabbed him in the lower abdomen, but even then he successfully hit the shameless kid again, and regained control of the princess.

"After you break!" The black belt warrior Yelt Muhammad shouted loudly, his soldiers rushed towards the enemy desperately, and when Oscar was in a bitter fight, this horrible black belt swordman was already wrapped up The trophy of the prince disappeared in the jungle!

"His Royal Highness!" Murat looked at the teenager on the horse's back with a look of consternation. "Are you caught by a mountain lion or trampled by a wild elephant?"

Oscar smiled bitterly, "My teacher, your way of expressing your concern is unique. Thanks to you, I have not encountered mountain lions nor wild elephants, but as you can see, the results are almost the same!"

Oscar was immediately rescued by the Red Tiger ’s medical officer. The wound of his highness was well treated, and the teenager looked at the terrible battlefield around the ridge while trying to endure the sting caused by the medicine.

"Mura, it seems that you are encountering a group of fierce wolves!" The teenager quipped.

"That's right! Your Highness!" Murat was indeed a little excited. The opponent's arrogance and the strength of the counterattack after a sneak attack still made him palpitate, but the enemy's inexplicable collapse at the end made him puzzled. "Your Highness, did you know? Our six sneak attack teams were almost reimbursed until our rangers stormed their camp ..."

"Wait!" Oscar didn't want to know how these knights won, he just wanted to know why nobody answered his sentry.

"Ah ... this question ..." Sure enough, this question puzzled Major General Murat. He didn't want to admit that he had completely forgotten the little prince.

"Forget it!" Oscar saw Murat's expression and knew what was going on. This guy must have mobilized all the soldiers to carry out the raid. As a result, no one responded when he was in danger.

"Hey! Want to know why you can easily defeat Mogadishu's assassination force?"

Murat nodded, he really wanted to know that it should be easy to encircle a team of less than one hundred people with three thousand elite narcissus knights, but if the opponent becomes an assassination force, it will not be so serious and constitute an assassination These Persians of the army are the top warriors of the ten thousand. They have no reason to flee like a group of pheasants.

"Yes! It doesn't make sense!" Oscar gritted his teeth and stared at his immediate staff. "That's because I and my companion blocked their leader, **** it! That was actually a black belt warrior! Dear General Murat, have you ever encountered a black belt warrior on the battlefield?"

Murat shook his head a bit dull, he thought of a battle mentioned by his father, the Narcissus Knight successfully killed a black belt warrior after sacrificing seven division generals.

"Really black belt warriors? You read that right? Those guys are enshrined in the temple of Persia. They generally don't go out of the temple. Besides, there are few black belt warriors in the entire Persian Empire."

"Haha! It seems that my luck is not so good. This one I encountered was the black belt warrior of the Mogadishu tribe."

At this time, many red tiger warriors had gathered around the prince, and they all heard the legendary enemy of the "Black Belt Warrior".

"His Royal Highness, what does that guy look like?"

"Yes, Your Highness? Is there a pair of sharp horns on his head that only a pair of evil dragons have?"

"Your Highness! Is his scimitar as long as 2 meters?"

"Shut up for me!" Murat kicked and drove the soldiers under him! "You guys haven't cleaned the battlefield yet! Damn it! Don't have a lamb-like expression, there is nothing terrible about the Black Belt Samurai! Our lord will cut him into urine pants ..."

The knights talked about it, and the news was indeed a sensation. Who could have imagined that such a powerful enemy would appear near the headquarters of the Tarsen Front.

"Your Highness, haven't you answered my question yet?" Murat turned anxiously to the little prince.

"Yes! I'm not colorblind! It's a pure black ribbon. I can't tell what the material is, but the guy is a black belt samurai in both skill and character. He gives me the feeling and my driver It's the same for me, can't I be sure of this after he was slashed? "Oscar was annoyed.

"Your driver ... is also a black belt warrior?" Murat was even more shocked!

"Of course it is! The guy called out the knife throwing technique I used. That's a sword technique that only black belt samurai can practice, so the guy must be ..."

"My Highness! Please wait! You used a sword that only the Black Belt Samurai can practice, so that means ... that is ... you are at the same level as the Black Belt Samurai?"

The teenager raised his eyebrows and made a "you are not stupid" expression.

Murat was completely stunned! God! What kind of world is this? The Anlu family has a black belt warrior?

The fire was dotted like a ghost in the jungle at night. Broken shields and corpses of humans were covered with bushes of epiphyllum. Several pure white narcissus sprung up from the grass, but the transparent blood water was running along the pillars The edge slipped quietly.

The cold light of the soldier's blade gleamed dimly and brightly under the moonlight, and the broken sword and gun were inserted alone in the tall tree covered with arrows. The Red Tiger Knight carefully separated the comrade's body from the intertwined enemies, but some of them had to break their bones because of the tight hold.

A **** captain took off the armor covered with marks, and he took a chanting book calling for the **** of light from his rucksack. On his knees in front of him were many knights, and the entourage priest who took off his uniform began to chant, and the forest seemed to raise countless light smoke in the glorious carols, under the light of the moonlight like a silver chain, a ray of light The smoke and the smoke rising from the mountain drifted slowly into the distance.

The most fierce battle seems to be in the outer area of ​​the camp, and some small blood pits have formed in some dangerous places. The knights ’riding boots seem to be contaminated with the atmosphere of hell, and they dare not look down at themselves. Because they don't want to know whether the soft objects that they occasionally step on are the hands and feet of their comrades or the limbs of the enemy.

This ridge has completely changed its appearance. The enemy ’s camp has also disappeared during the knight ’s attack. All the scenes seem to be out of shape. None of the things in sight are not full of dazzling blood, even the moonlight has become on the ground. A touch of broken sun.

Flocks of beasts wandered back and forth on the edge of the knights' eyes. The knight is praying, and the beasts are not, they growl in a low voice, praying that these fierce creatures who are picking up loot will not swallow the bones, but seeing how they just tore each other, these fierce aliens seem to devour the enemy Anything.

"I missed a fierce fierce battle." Oscar told General Murat, who was walking side by side on the battlefield.

"Yes! Your Highness!" Murat nodded, and he gestured to the chief guards around him. The chief guards ordered the guard knights that followed the prince to disperse a little, so that His Royal Highness could see more clearly.

"Why do you need to make up a few more knives?" Oscar pointed to the swordman who was turning the enemy's body.

"Don't you say that? This is the assassination force of the Persians. They can do anything to kill them. These guys will also pull a cushion when they are dying." Murat was also staring at his men. move.

"Are the enemies here?" Oscar pointed to the corpse being gathered by the knights.

"It's not clear, it should be about the same. We wiped out 70% of them, and only ran 30 or 40. You know, if it is during the day, your knight will leave them here." Murat thought the results were acceptable. In exchange for the sacrifices of more than two hundred knights in exchange for the most elite assassination force in Mogadishu, this business has already taken advantage.

Oscar nodded, but he immediately thought of another question, "If these people successfully sneak into Wallerkusen and create chaos everywhere in the city, then the black belt warrior mixes into the Tassen Front Command to look for opportunities. Assassination of my second brother, do you say that this matter has a higher chance of success? "

Murat thought for a while, "His Royal Highness, it's hard to say, these guys have been able to sneak in from the front defensive line of iron barrels to illustrate their strength. That's a team of more than 100 people, so I believe they will have a chance Infiltrated Wallerkusen ’s, but could successfully assassinate General Figo ... This ... I am afraid that only the God of Light will know! "

"So I saved that guy's life?" Oscar was a little fluttering, but he didn't know if his second brother, who often pitted him, would appreciate it.

"Report!" Scouting cries came from deep in the woods.

"Here!" Murat yelled out his place.

The scout was forced to stop on the perimeter of the team, and the guard knight beside the prince and the commander released him after seeing clearly.

"His Royal Highness ... Master Commander!" Said the scout, breathing heavily. "Our chasing team bit the tail of the escaping enemy! But the resistance of the enemy is very tenacious, and Lord Mifrey requests help!"

"What are you talking about?" Murat's tone was very bad! "Miflay guy ca n’t eat the enemy ’s tail with a regiment? He was so kind to ask me for support? Go back and tell him that before dawn, I want all the chiefs who escaped the enemy. If he ca n’t do it, let him go home and plant it. Ground. "

"Wait!" Oscar intends to deny Murat's order. "Wait! Haven't you learned the power of the enemy yet?"

Murat felt that he still had to make concessions to the prince at this time, because after all, it was his idiot-like negligence that hurt the family's young master.

"What do you think?"

"Mura, if you really want to wipe out this enemy, then our best is to suppress the whole army. Their resistance will not last long. We can use small forces to repeatedly attack their back team and find a suitable one. Surrounding them. "

After thinking about it, Murat agreed with the young man's idea. Although the prince's thinking was not a tactic, it was more than enough to wipe out the enemy.

"His Royal Highness!" Lin Zhong heard another voice.

"Who is it? Sign up!" The guard knight was a little nervous, and the face of the coming person was not very familiar.

"Tassen's military ride was mixed with Lieutenant Colonel Sder Berry, First Brigade,"

"I am His Royal Highness's attendant. My name is Pals."

"Let them come." Oscar waved her hand.

"Hey, Stebery, where did you go, I thought you were summoned by the **** of light!" Oscar made a joke at the famous lance champion of Narcissus County.

"His Royal Highness, I'm going to protest to you?" Obviously this Steve Berry was right on the head.

"What's wrong with me, Mr. Lieutenant Colonel?" Oscar looked strangely at the witty and knightly officer. After a day of getting along, the teenager had regarded the lance champion as a good friend who had nothing to say.

"His Royal Highness! I want to protest to Major General Murat's arbitrariness. He ... he didn't even allow me to participate in this raid. As a result, I watched the soldiers keep falling, but I wiped my gun on the side! "Stebery said, shaking the knight's spear in his hand.

"Mura, what's going on?"

Murat pouted involuntarily, "His Royal Highness, this is no way to do it. Stebery is not affiliated with my frontier. I have no right to order him to participate in a dangerous offensive. If an accident occurs, I can't help it. Account to General Fego of the Tarsen Front. "

"Then let me stare at the battlefield like a goose?"

"I mean……"

"Okay! My knights!" Oscar immediately stood between them. "Don't quarrel anymore, I ordered Lieutenant Colonel Sderberry from the Tarson Front to participate in the pursuit as a prince."

"Follow your orders! Your prince! My spear will not disappoint you!" Sde Berry said as he marched to Oscar.

"Okay! Pars, my doctor, what are you doing?" Oscar turned to the poison doctor again, but this was his old friend.

"His Royal Highness, what about the wounded? Our speech is incomprehensible, and communication is very difficult. I can't treat them." The poison doctor did have a headache for this matter. He wanted to save the lives of those guys because he knew that the Narcissus Knight might Will need some confession, after all, this is war.

Oscar exchanged glances with Murat and Steve Berry, and the two knights turned their faces away.

"Pars, who said they will be treated? It's my gift to send them to the road without pain!" Said Oscar the Little.

Pals looked at the boy ’s eyes and could n’t help but think of the scene when he was treating the captives of the Ilya mercenaries a few days ago. This poison doctor who did n’t care much about his life could n’t help but shudder. went!

The horn sounded through the mountains, the knights ignited the corpses of the comrades and enemies, the weather was too hot, the corpses of the comrades could not be saved. The position of the trumpeter was constantly changing, and the knights of different combat units belonged together quickly. Several heralds shouted various orders. The knights gave up all the burdens, including dry food, camps, cookware, horse grass, etc.

The moon has gradually moved closer to the horizon. The knights embarked on the journey again. They put on the veil of blood that has not yet been wiped off. They picked up the knife and gun that have not been re-polished and covered with cracks. The arrows can still be placed on the bow string. They re-engraved their names on the armor surface where there is no drop of the sword mark. In this way, some people will remember their great achievements even if they are in full battle.

"Red Tiger!" Murat raised the battle flag.

"Roar!" The cries of the knights echoed between heaven and earth!

"flutter!"

"Roar!"

The red tiger was running down like flying blood.

"Bring me to you!" General Figo Anlu Debordi, who jumped from his chair, snatched the emergency communication from the Red Tiger Charger.

"Come on!" Figo greeted his staff with excitement. "Let's take a look!"

The deputy commander of the Tarsen Army first received the battle report from the Red Tiger Division from Fego, and he read it aloud in the hall while carefully pondering.

The generals of Tarson were not interested in the dead people mentioned in the battle report, they rushed to play the loot sent by the Red Tiger. This is an odd-shaped scimitar. In fact, it should be said to be a boomerang with a scimitar shape. An iron chain about ten meters long connects the handle and the windward end of the boomerang.

"Sure enough it was assassinating the troops. This is the kind of terror weapon that inexplicably takes the first level on the battlefield." Said an equipment officer. His words were immediately answered by the vast majority of officers, but they were also supplemented by discerning people. Due to the limitation of the blade angle, this weapon must be recovered by means of an iron chain. It cannot fly back automatically like a real boomerang.

"I said my knights!" Figo knocked on the table. "Please focus your attention here!"

The officers immediately returned, and they finally realized that there was a group of robbers at home waiting to be dealt with.

"If I guess right, these Persians are probably waiting for my death, as Major General Murat of the Red Tiger said. Once I was assassinated, then the military must be in chaos. They can find our defense. Weak breakthroughs in one fell swoop, I ca n’t believe that you guys do n’t know how to resist. ”

"General, you can rest assured! Even if you sacrifice, we will continue to fight your last will to the end!" An officer said loudly in the crowd.

"Damn! I'm just making an analogy! You **** it! Really miss me?" Feige didn't expect anyone to take it seriously!

The officers laughed.

"Okay! That's the end of the joke!" Fei Ge's expression was right. "The attempt of the Persians ended in failure again. The results of the Red Tiger not only proved the existence of this assassination force, but also proved Posey. The Sri Lankan attack was entirely for the purpose of assassinating the troops as a cover. Then I believe that their main force has received the news that the mission failed at this time. Since that is the case ... "Fei Gordon paused.

"Since this shows that they will retreat across the board in a short period of time ~ www.novelhall.com ~ Major General Griffiths, the combat chief of staff, took over the commander.

"That's right!" Figo stepped forward and patted Major Griffith's shoulder. "The old wolf of Mogadishu chose the Nie Nier valley to make a breakthrough to give himself a way out. Once they failed, they The main cavalry army can quickly escape from the open river valley, avoiding the fate of being surrounded by us. "

"General, what shall we do?" An old soldier walked out of the ranks. "We cannot let them come and go like a tourist, so that I am sorry for the soldiers sacrificed by the three armed forces and three divisions, and the Red Tiger division who thwarted the enemy's plot The regiment regarded us as soft-foot shrimp. "

"Of course! Of course!" Fei Ge waved his hands to stop the knights who kept coming forward.

"What a joke!" Feige whispered in his heart: "My wife and I had a soup at night, and my wife and my honeymoon were also soaked! Fuck me, I hurried back to stab you?

"Line up, the cavalier generals of the Tassen Front! You are on the battlefield!"

The dust on the roof fluttered gently with the roar of General Figo Anlu Debordi.