Although he is alone, he is worthy of being a big hero and is not afraid.

Since ancient times, a great hero must be a lone hero.

Of course, his awe-inspiring fearlessness is shown on the outside, he just treats the enemy generals who surround him like chickens and dogs, and gives them a group annihilation.

That is also reflected in his actions, although the enemy is numerous, he only has one person, but he is not timid to avoid the battle, passive defense, but every time he takes the initiative to attack, that is, he comes from time to time to suddenly burst out and attack the enemy around him.

However, in his heart, he is still frightened, as long as the other party comes to a bold and skilled person, entangles him, and fights with him on an equal footing, he will be finished, a good tiger can not fight a group of wolves, at that time, those who were watching must have swarmed him and tore him apart.

Since you are alone, you can't make a mistake in attacking, and if you make a mistake, you will lose your life by mistake; you can't ignore the efficiency and fight for a long time, but you can't kill a person, and people know that you are poor in donkey skills, and if you have a little ability, you will definitely be arrogant, and you will be overwhelmed by attacking in groups.

He will definitely not make such a low-level mistake, he attacks everywhere, and his efficiency is extremely high!

He was the first to strike down the noble Laxuan, who was Lamech's uncle and brother, and his sharp spear fell from a great height and pierced him in the shoulder. Then, he killed Xuankong and Xuanshi, and then, with his broad sword, slaughtered Xuanmiao, who was jumping up and down the car, and stabbed Xuansi to death with a single shot, the tip of the spear smashed into his navel, and pierced directly under the bulging shield, Xuansi immediately fell to the ground, grasping the mud and dust in his hands.

This melee battle killed the five pillar-like men of the Laxuan family, and frightened the soldiers who rushed over to make meritorious contributions to scatter away, avoiding themselves as if they were fleeing from death.

If you have the skill of stripping off your armor, you might as well kill more enemies; besides, if you bend down to do those things, you will also provide an opportunity for the enemy to take advantage of them; besides, the enemy's encirclement has not been lifted, and you don't know if you can save your life, let alone the spoils of war.

Xuan Jing's brother Xuan Ming hurried to rescue his brother, but he was a step too late, his brother had already gone to the underworld, he was furious, rushed to Nuoji, and walked to a distance of about two zhang from Xuanjing, and after standing still, he shouted loudly: "The praised Nuo Ji, the fighter who never tires of deceit, and never tires of fighting!" Today, you will either kill our brothers, two men like us, strip them of their armor and brag about it, or you will die by my gun and give you your life! ”

When he heard the man's challenge, he wanted to end his life with one shot, but at this distance, his spear and broad-edged sword could not hit him, unless he made a short-range charge, but that was too inefficient and not the best way; seeing that the other party was still there staring at him with two eyes like a hound, he resolutely sacrificed his medium-range weapon, which was his hidden weapon that was reformed because he failed to build magic arrows, a hidden weapon in the form of short arrows!

His secret weapon was used for the first time, and it had a surprising effect, and the effect of killing people was incomparable! His hidden weapon in one hand had about twenty short arrows, and as soon as he shot here, he fell down in an uproar there! The people around Xuan Ming were all knocked down, leaving Xuan Ming alone, still alone.

He hated his arrogant challenge, humiliated him, and was determined to kill him with his own hands.

Kill the people around him, those people will no longer mess with themselves, and move themselves like a breeze to kill the past.

However, that Xuan Ming had already been prepared, he was mentally focused, exerted 200% of his strength, and stabbed through with a shot, just hitting the round battle shield in front of him, the heavy tip of the spear dug deep into the shiny shield, picking open the cuirass made by Seiko, and stabbing the flesh on the side of the ribs.

However, how can the sheep-eyed angel who protects himself make the hero sink! The sheep-eyed angel stops the spear from going deeper, and does not let the tip of the spear touch the vital point of the spear.

Knowing that this injury would not be fatal, he took a few steps back and shouted at Xuan Ming: "Poor thing, I know that a violent death is about to smash your head! Yes, you blocked my attack, and I can't launch a quick attack on the people of Dongcheng for the time being, but I want to tell you bluntly, today, here and now, death and the fate of jet black will meet you! You will die under my gun, send me glory, and give your soul to the god of death who controls the famous horse!"

However, just as he turned around, he shot his gun fiercely, and the spear hit Xuan Ming's back, which was between his feet, and then drove straight through his chest.

Xuan Ming slammed into a thud, and then fell to the ground, and his soul returned to the underworld! The god opened his mouth and shouted: "Xuan Ming, the son of a wise horse trainer, death has overtaken you and put you down; you cannot escape its pursuit! Poor thing, your father and noble mother will not be able to close your eyes for you, and the clawed vulture will tear your flesh and struck your body with its wings! If I die, I will get a dignified funeral, and the wonderful people of Xicheng will not forget." ”

At that time, people were like this, whether in life or after death, they had to strive to be more glorious than others, to be more respected, and the greater the hero, the stronger the demand in this regard, and perhaps it was this strong demand that forged their heroic character.

After boasting about himself, he pulled out from his body the heavy spear that the brilliant Xuan Ming had just pierced, and the spear passed through the battle shield of the drum, and he had to tighten his teeth and pull it out with the inside and out, and the tip of the spear finally left his body, bringing out the gushing blood, which made him shudder when he saw it, but mainly because of the pain to the bone.

At the same time, the strong-hearted people of Dongcheng, seeing the blood on Noji's body, shouted with joy, and rushed towards him like a swarm in the chaotic crowd.

Unable to shoot his gun in great pain, he began to retreat, and while continuing to shoot out the hidden weapon to block the most dangerous pursuer, he called out to his companion three times in succession, so loud that the human brain could bear it.

The war-thirsty Meraus heard his shouts three times, and immediately said to Nochou, who was not far from him: "Don't you hear me, O Noughou, and my ears rang with the stoic cry of Nochus, and judging by the sound he seemed to be in a siege alone, and the people of the East were attacking him, and he was out of breath, let us pass through the crowd, and it would be better to rescue him, and I fear that he will be wounded by the people of the East City, alone, though he is brave, and if he fails, it will be a great loss to us all. ”

After speaking, he took the lead, and then followed, and soon, the two of them saw that Noji was being besieged by the warriors of the eastern city, like a group of yellow-brown jackals, on the top of the mountain, besieging and killing a horned stag, the stag had recently received a hunter's arrow wound, it was a sharp arrow off the string, the stag was wounded but escaped alive, and ran quickly, only because the wound was still bubbling with blood, and the legs and feet were still agile. But when the swift arrow finally robbed it of its vitality, the greedy jackal immediately began to chew at the carcass on the ground, and the stag's life would soon end in the leafy woods on the mountain, but when an angel brought in a fierce beast lion, the jackal fled in fright, leaving the delicacies for those who came after him to devour.

In the same way, the brave soldiers of the eastern city bravely surrounded the clever and nimble Noji, and formed a horde, but the hero brandished his spear and rushed to the left and right to ward off the merciless death, and at this moment Noug ran towards him, carrying a shield like a wall, and stood in front of him, frightening the soldiers of the eastern city to flee in all directions, and the warlike Meraus seized Noji's hand and led him out of the crowd, while his driver drove the chariot and horse to them.

Then Nochou took a big stride, pounced on the people of Dongcheng, knocked down Feng Three, the bastard son of Pull Wind, and then put down Wind Four, Wind Five, Wind Six, Wind Seven, and Wind Eight, all of whom were the grandsons of Lalai and the sons of Lafeng, like a flooding river, pouring mightily from the mountains into the plains, pushing the rain poured by the rain angels, washing away many dry oak trees and pine forests, until the torrent swept through the large pile of tree villages, and broke into the sea, which was a torrent formed by the glorious Nuo Chou rushing across the plains, chasing and running, killing horses and slaughtering people.

However, with the supreme commander on the eastern side, Nob did not know the state of the battle on this side, for he fought on the left side of the battlefield, on the shores of the Red Sea, where heads fell to the ground in patches far beyond the reach of any other place, and the endless clamor surrounded the tall Stoll and the warlike Menus, with whom Nob was fighting, and with his spears and driving skills, he swept through the ranks of the young men.

In spite of this, the outstanding Xicheng people still did not back down, and at this time, the soul shepherd who wounded the soldiers with an arrow, the great general Wu Hong, the eldest son of Wu Wu, who shot him in the right shoulder with a feather arrow with three barbs, because Wu Hong was wounded, the angry Xicheng people were worried for him at this time, fearing that with the change of the tide of battle, the enemy would strike and kill Wu Hong, which would definitely affect his father Wu Wu, and at the same time, Wu Hong was also the best military doctor in the whole army, especially in the treatment of arrow wounds, and had a unique ability, so he was the soul pastor of the soldiers; "Stoll, the glory and pride of the Western Side Alliance! Get on your horse, let Wu Hong get on and stay by your side, and drive your horse at full speed to get back to the ship, and a healer worthy of a squad of soldiers, who can dig up arrows and lay potions to heal wounds. ”

As soon as Menius had spoken, Stoll complied and immediately stepped into the chariot, and the great healer, Wuhong, boarded the chariot and accompanied him, and Stoll took up and down with his whip in his hand, and rode his horse and hooves away, without the slightest reluctance, and went straight to the deep sea, where their hearts were longing.

On the chariot, Bingma stood beside Nuo Bing, and when he saw the retreat of the Xicheng people, he said to his father: "Dad, you and I are on the edge of the battlefield, fighting the Xicheng people, in this tragic battle; Hurry, let us drive the wagons to the place where the battle was fierce, where the pilots and the infantry were fighting bloody, fighting and fighting, and shouting incessantly. ”

Nob agreed, and the horse raised his crisp leather whip to drive away the long-maned horse, who was whipped and quickly pulled the rolling chariot and galloped between the two armies, stepping on the dead man and the shield, the axles were stained with splatters of blood, and the horse's hooves and whirling rims pressed out scattered blood and sprayed it on the bars around the car, swords and large stones, but he still avoided striking his eleventh brother.

Although he is brave, he will not be self-righteous and think that he can shake the ugly head-on and the guy with infinite strength.

By this time, Satan on the top of the hill had begun to urge him to retreat, and he stood dumbfounded, throwing the huge shield made of seven layers of cowhide behind his back, and took a few steps back, his eyes swept over the crowd, like a wild beast, and turned around, step by step; like a yellow-brown lion, he was driven away by dogs and hunters from the farm where the cattle were held, and they kept watch all night to prevent him from eating the fat of the young cow; the hungry lion, greedy for the fatness of the beef, was close to pounce, but found nothing; the rain of spears smashed in his face, thrown at his big stout hands, and the burning torches, frightened it, and in spite of its ferocity, it flinched, as the dawn cameLike this, the hungry lion departed in a frustrated mood; just like this, Nochou retreated from the presence of the people of Dongcheng, depressed, reluctantly, and against his will, worried about the safety of the people of Xicheng; like a donkey that was difficult to push and pull, led by the boys, broke into a field of crops, and although it broke the sticks, it still bowed in, chewing the grains of the ears and heads; the boys waved and whipped, but after all, gravity was limited, and finally it was hard to drive it out of the field, but the donkey was already full. In the same way, the high-spirited Dongcheng people and their allies from distant lands pursued the brave Nochou, and from time to time struck their spears in the center of the great shield; Nochou, once again summoning up a fierce battle passion, sometimes turned back and pounced on the Dongcheng people, the good horsemen, and repelled their ranks, and sometimes turned around and strode back, but he blocked them, and did not let an enemy rush towards the swift ships, and stood upright, and fought in the battle formation between the strong soldiers of the allied forces in the West City and the people of the East City; , even though they all have the desire to bite human flesh.

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