Cost kicked the hellhound who fell to the ground and said in surprise: "Be good, this big guy, general, don't you chase you too many girls in our hometown. I fell a cow back then and took our most beautiful girl home."

Blood Wolf laughed and scolded: "You guy, you are here again. I have said that little thing many times. Besides, you still want to compare with the general. That is because the general has never been to your hometown, otherwise that girl would not be your turn."

The soldiers burst into laughter, but Cost didn't think it was a pestle, but said proudly: "Bah, I didn't say that I would compare with the general. If you envy me, I have seventeen wives. If the general goes, I will definitely treat him with my most beautiful wife."

Several soldiers nearby had their eyes lit up, and even the Blood Wolf smiled a little and said, "Goster, brother, if I go to your house, do you also...well?"

The blood wolf raised his chin and flew Goster's lewd look.

"Go and go," Goster flew over the blood wolf's butt: "I think beautifully, if you can throw me over, I'll let you sleep with my wife."

Yang Zheng was laughing and crying. These guys motivated them and immediately became like this again. It was too relaxing.

However, he did not make a sound to stop them. In fact, he knew very well that the soldiers were using laughter to relieve their inner tension. Although they were extremely motivated, it was impossible to say that they were not nervous in such a life-and-death battle. Only women's topics could make them temporarily forget the terribleness of the enemy.

This is just a adjustment. Yang Zheng joked with a rare opportunity: "Goster, don't think I won't go, my wife is the most."

Goster, who was drinking water, choked suddenly.

The soldiers almost fell when they saw his awkward look.

However, this ease was quickly broken.

On the battlefield, you will never know what will happen next.

The rocks under your feet were trembling slightly.

Yang Zheng looked up at the dark mountain top, and his heart was nervous for no reason.

There is great danger approaching this narrow mountain road. It feels like facing tens of thousands of bison rushing around on the plain, and a sense of intense oppression is coming.

Yang Zheng stared at the end of the mountain road.

A black shadow was expanding rapidly. When lightning flashed, the remaining smile on Yang Zheng's face suddenly became stiff.

It was a huge rock weighing more than a ton. It was constantly accelerating under the inertia of the steep slope. Yang Zheng casually measured the slope and the distance between the boulder and him, and was immediately frightened by the estimated momentum data. When the stone reached their position, the boulder could definitely flatten the steel plate twenty centimeters thick.

Hope is just one piece. Before Yang Zheng's prayer has been finished, the continuous tremors on the hillside have already told him the answer that cannot be broken.

Yang Zheng turned around and looked at the soldier with a bitter look.

He looked at the narrow mountain road behind him and ran away. It was too late. The rumbling of the huge rocks was getting closer and closer. Every time he rolled a meter, it was a little faster.

When things came to an end, Yang Zheng calmed down. Panic was not his personality. He did not allow any weak elements in his personality. Yang Zheng tried his best to shrink his mental power. If he could lure the magic power left in his body and fully exert the evil heart power, Yang Zheng would have a glimmer of hope.

It's very slim, but I have to catch it.

"All soldiers are sticking to the rock shield. No one is allowed to come up without my order!" Yang Zheng said coldly, inserting the blood hunting sword to the ground: "Who has passed this sword, military regulations will be dealt with."

"Mr. Russell, please control your puppet."

Russell nodded, and the monk knew that it had reached the most dangerous moment.

Yang Zheng took two shields and began to rush towards the boulder rolling down.

When the first huge rock rushed to Yang Zheng ten meters in front of him, two unintentional warriors suddenly jumped down from the cliffs on both sides and hit the huge rock that was so fast that they could not see clearly. There were only two dull sounds. The unintentional warrior who could easily kill the mutant was crushed to pieces. However, this time, the huge rock was slightly blocked and slowed down a little.

Yang Zheng jumped forward and smashed the sharp corners of the two shields to the ground. The shield was one foot into the ground. As soon as Yang Zheng finished all this, the huge rock hit the shield.

When the metal and iron collided, Yang Zheng screamed.

At that moment, he almost felt that his internal organs were crushed, and the pain was no longer enough to describe the hardships his body suffered.

Blood oozed out of his seven orifices at the same time, and a mouthful of fishy sweetness surged into his throat, but was firmly bitten between his teeth by Yang Zheng's remaining consciousness, preventing the mouth of blood from spewing out. There was still a little stubborn persistence in his almost shattered consciousness.

The momentum of the boulder is not so easy to offset.

The shield that rubbed into the ground directly made a long pit, a rule-deep depth on the ground. As the boulder moved, the pit continued to spread.

As the pit spread out, the crimson blood was still shrouded in the rocks, and every move took away a piece of flesh and blood from his calves. What a tragic scene at that time, the soldiers who watched this scene from afar cried bitterly.

Coster, a strong man over two meters, was wailing and about to rush out, but was hugged by the blood wolf.

The blood hunting sword inserted in front of them trembled slightly in the wind, as if telling them: The general doesn't want them to go up and die.

Yes, no one can withstand that kind of impulse. The Blood Wolf dragged Cost desperately and shouted, "What are you going to do? Are you going to die? You don't listen to the general's orders." Cost cried and howled, "Damn it, Blood Wolf, I'll kill you again. It's boring to live like this. The general beats to death in front of us. We are not even as good as a dog, and the dog can bark twice."

The blood wolf had already burst into tears, and he wanted to rush up immediately, but the remaining reason and the blood hunting knife were warning him.

You can't die without value.

The general can do it.

What he could do was that this vague thought continued to expand and echoed clearly in his mind.

The gang made him cry and roar: "The general can do it! He can do it!"

The blood wolf hugged Cost's hands suddenly filled with strength. With a roar, he threw the strong man who was far stronger than him and threw him back to the crowd.

In the surprised eyes of everyone, the Blood Wolf gasped for a moment and murmured softly: "We must believe in the general."

Two unintentional warriors were placed on both sides of the boulder, one left and one right, and finally helped Yang Zheng block the impact of the first boulder, but this was just the beginning. The boulders that kept rolling on the mountain road behind were the most terrifying.

When the second huge rock crashed down, Yang Zheng clearly heard the sound of his shoulder shattering. His right hand, which was facing the shield, broke, and it didn't hurt at all, but only numbed for a moment, because the pain in his body had long numbed his nerves. The pain had reached the extreme, and his body had lost its sense. Yang Zheng felt that his soul was disintegrating little by little, pulling away from his body.

What supports him is no longer strength, but faith.

The obsession that cannot retreat enters his spiritual consciousness and imprints the deepest point.

The second giant rock hit the first giant rock, changed its rolling trajectory, soared into the air, passed over more than a hundred soldiers, and rolled down.

Yang Zheng is using his life to fight the fate of death.

The third piece, the bones on Yang Zheng's right hand had already penetrated his skin.

The fourth piece, Yang Zheng's ribs were crushed.

On the fifth piece, Yang Zheng's pupils have begun to spread, and the capillaries in his body are shattering.

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Blood crawled slowly along the mountain path.

All the soldiers knelt in front of the black blood hunting knife.

They stared at the bloody man less than five meters ahead, just like someone who had all his skin torn apart, and could no longer see clearly.

The tears have already dried up.

The soldiers could not even make a sound. They stared at the person close at hand, as if they wanted to deeply imprint their bloody appearance into their minds, bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang each impact was like a sharp blade stabbing their heart.

Poke back and forth, rubbing back and forth.

Everyone, they were praying that the huge rocks quickly pressed through the five meters away.

It is better to grind them into slag and squeeze their flesh and blood into soil. They don’t want to live like this anymore. Yes, watching everything the general has endured for them, they want this suffering to end soon, and end soon, the huge rocks will annihilate them and let the general end this arduous journey of suffering.

The prayer did not take effect.

Because at the end of the mountain, the rumbling sound began to decrease.

The rocks were finally almost rolling, with only a few left.

This painful journey is about to end.

The soldiers looked up at the cliff with a pair of glowing eyes in the dark night, greedy and cruel.

The mutant crawled against the cliff wall and crawled like a gecko.
Chapter completed!