Book Six The Road Chapter Eighty-Five In Weak Strength
The sun is like a fire, and the desert is like a huge flood furnace. The things in this flood furnace are boiling.
It is human, blood, killing.
Blood has changed the color of this desert from the dry and dry golden to red. High temperature steaming the corpse and blood on the ground, the smelly smell in the air is like a hot and spicy flesh.
People care about these, and everyone is swallowing such a breath, screaming as crazy, screaming, and hacking each other. The fighting between any natural enemy of nature is far from self -killing like humans.
Then, then
The nomadic's unified cloth robe, riding a high -headed Malaysia without any armor on his body, but none of the swordsmen who faced the full armed swords were hesitant. In the long sword thorns, the scimitar on their hands when they and the body were cut into them.
In the gap between the armor on the swordsman, cut, thorns, and stab on the face, use everything as possible as possible as possible on the other party's physical body.
The other small half is a warrior riding a wild boar. These are another nomadic tribe on the edge of the desert.
These tribes had to be a group under the army of Sellerst. These wild boar soldiers are desperately restraining the cavalry force. Although the bodies of wild boars and soldiers are scattered around under the impact of heavy armor and ridge, the equipment is rudely equipped with rude equipment.
They have almost no effective resistance, but they still have no shrinking. But no matter how brave they are, the gap between equipment and number of people cannot be made up. The church's troops are gradually occupying the upper hand.
"Allah is on the top, the evil Celest's troops have the advantage, the prophet, you still retreat first."
Blood bathing. As the spiritual leader of the tribe, the prophet should not have appeared at the forefront of the battlefield.
The prophet is a middle -aged man with black hair and black beard. Tianlan -colored Xingyue robe. He forcibly came to the front of the battlefield under the guard of the knife.
Originally, I should have suddenly turned their heads with Oufu in the confrontation, and concentrated the unprecedented troops into the nomadic tribal alliance in the southern desert. In just a few days, I have already captured the tribal tribe that originally belonged to the tribe
The desert. This is the last battle. All nomads soldiers have gone out of their own lives. For their Allah, they are also for their homes.
The densely burst of wind suddenly, and the two golden tent knives jumped up to block the prophets and several other companions.
The dense sound of a heavy rain hit the banana leaf. The next two knives are like inserting countless bamboo sticks and then kneading into a banana leaf.
The body was almost rotten. Under the shooting of hundreds of crossbow players at the same time, there is no need to say life, not even the shape of this person can be completely retained. This is obviously a sniper for the spiritual leader of the prophet.
"Where can we escape? Behind we are the base of the tribe alliance, even if we can escape. The tens of thousands of old and weak women and children cannot escape."
The magnificent atmosphere passed to the ears of all herdsmen soldiers. "Maybe Sellarst will not kill them. But they will force them to betray Allah and believe in their evil gods.
They have more evil practices and betrayed Allah. The soul can only suffer in hell forever, fighting for Allah, and death, Allah can be seen in the sky ... "
With the voice of the prophet, the nomadic has a high morale that was already high, and it was as high as crazy. Originally, there were no defense methods. They did not care about themselves at all.
Back, twist, bite with your teeth.
"Allah can see the bravery of the soldiers. You can give them blessings ..." The prophet Zhang greatly lit his arms, and the blue light lit up on him. Then almost all nomads had the same light on his body.
The priests behind the swordsmen have always been responsible for assistance, medical care, now now, all of them use purification to dispel the light of the nomads. That is the effect of blessing.
Too deep auxiliary spells, but it is used on this thousands of troops. This effect is not worse than any Dafa. The nomadic nomadic who was originally disadvantaged began to stabilize.
Suddenly, there was a ride in the contacted knight array over there, and rushed towards the Prophet.
The steel gun in his hand was like Benlei. Try to block several wild hunting warriors that he tried to block his wild hunters were shot and picked out of the wild hunting with hundreds of pounds of people.
"Stop him." In the golden account knife, several nomads rushed over.
There was a stuffy sound. The white light was on the knight's body. The Cavaliers stopped pause without stopping, so they directly collided with a few nomads in this rush.
"It's the Temple Knight!"
Under the glory of the white magic, the Temple Knight opened the glorious armor of Tian Zhiyou. This time it was not a few, but a brigade nomads rushed over.
This temple knight has taken off the brigade, and a single ride with a white light rushed out of a blood road on the battlefield. There was no herdsman soldier under the knight's long gun.
There was a soldier flying up, or was scanned by long guns.
However, as the Cavaliers continued to enter, the more and more fighters were gathered, and his forward momentum finally slowed down. With a clear scree, the Cavaliers actually abandoned the horse and rose up, and stepped on a herdsman warrior.
Body.
With a click, the nomadic body crooked with a strange posture like an overwhelming shelf.
However, the temple knights do not ignore it at all. In the sound of Ding Ding, these machetes have no effect under the amazing protective power of glorious armor. All rebounded.
The prophet was angry, and a fireball rolled towards the knight in the air. The Cavaliers also cast a steel gun in their hands.
The knight with a fighting and white magic was angry, and the fireball was gently dispersed like a smoke. The momentum of the long gun was not diminished.
A golden account knife is blocked before the prophet, one meter, one feet wide, like a small door that pulls straight up. But after a loud noise, the knife was broken into fragments and flesh.
The tower -like body is made of cotton and paper under this shot ..
However, in this block, a golden -handed knife has taken the opportunity to pull the prophets, and the knight's long guns keep penetrating the next few soldiers. Then the three golden account knives waved up and greeted the big knife in their hands.
The temple knight.
The Temple Knight did not hide or let it go, and he couldn't hide from the straight down. The big knife cut on the glorious war armor and sent a loud noise like a hit.
Two sections of the end of the end are the most basic conditions for becoming the golden account knife hand. The big knives used by these knives are even heavier than dwarf's ax. They are more heavy.
No matter how good the protective power of the glorious warfare armor, it is impossible to completely resist such an attack. The knight's body trembles and almost kneels. The blood stains have exuded from the gap between the armor.
At the same time, the long sword around his waist also flashed into a few white light, and the three golden accounts became six sections.
The Cavaliers were not injured, but he did not stay at all. The prophet had retreated backwards under the protection of the last two golden tutors. More nomads behind him were rushing. He rushed forward and waved.
The long sword flew out, inserted the head of a golden -handed knife hand.
The gun was lost, and there was no sword, and the knights in the front rushed picked up a fist and hit the prophet.
Attack, if this knife can be cut, even if the skull can not be broken, the cervical spine can't stand it.
"Dead, evil ..." The prophet's face has already been happy, and there is already a magic light on his hand. As long as the other party gives, he will have the opportunity to release magic, even if it has no effect on the glorious armor, at least at least it will be, at least it will be at least, at least it will be at least, at least it will be at least.
Can back this temple knight back, and the back of the battle behind
The scholars will rush up immediately.
However, the words behind him could not be said, so he reached his head with his nose and his teeth with his mouth and his mouth full of his fists under the fist of the temple.
The Cavaliers still did not conquer. His head and body were just slightly disciplined. After a big knife scraped a unpleasant loud noise on the helmet, he only cut it on his shoulder.
The scapula has also cracked. He couldn't even resist, because he had only one hand.
The Cavaliers' helmet breaks up, flying up, and a long blond hair flies out with blood.
The face below the helmet is actually a woman's face. Even the blood stains on the face, as well as the bloodshot in the eyes and the evil spirits in her eyes, can't hide her handsome and heroic spirit.
Watching the mighty fell down, the fierce knight in front of him was actually a woman. Before he had time to be shocked, the pain from the legs between his legs flew directly.
The female knight took a step forward, and took the prophet's head with a knife that just took the golden account. The blood sprayed on her face and hair. She didn't even blink her eyes.
, The eyes are all cold and harder than men.
She looked at the nomadic warrior who was about to surrounded by her. The soldiers did not know if the death of the prophet was too terrified, or because the female knight was too harsh, but she was all motionless.