Accepting Satan's command, the quick-legged messenger left him like a fly, and he had always been meticulous in completing the tasks entrusted to him by the boss, and it was the same today, and he rushed down Ida's back, and went straight to the front line of the battle between the two armies, and found the remarkable Noe, who was standing upright by the chariot and the horse.

The fast-legged stand stopped beside him and said, "Strategic, listen to the message that Satan sent me to bring you. As soon as you see Nowu, the soul shepherd of the soldiers, rushing together with the leader of the front row, and putting down the brave soldiers, you should avoid it, but urge your subordinates to fight and kill the enemy, and fight hard, but once Nowu is wounded, and is attacked by spears or arrows, and mounts the chariot from behind his horse, it is Satan the boss who will give you the courage to kill until the ship with a strong deck, until the sun goes down in the west, until the holy night covers everything. ”

After these messages were conveyed, he left him quickly, and as if he were a different man, he jumped out of his chariot, draped himself over, brandished two sharp spears, and ran around the whole army, urging the soldiers to rush and kill, and provoke a bloody and bitter battle.

All the people of Dongcheng were encouraged by Nobing, and almost in the same move, they immediately turned around, stood firm, and engaged the soldiers of Xicheng, and the people of Xicheng also gathered their formations, and faced each other in a posture of close combat;

Tell me, the muse of the musical angel who lives on the top of Catherine's mountain, the people of the East Side, or their famous allies, who stands first, and whose fate is not to die, otherwise, why is your soundtrack so sad?

Feng Da was the first to fight, he was the grandson of Lalai, the son of Lafeng, a burly man, who grew up in the fertile Near East, where he was called the mother of the flock, and had abundant water and grass, and when he was young, Lafeng raised him in his own home, however, when he grew into a strong young man, his father Lafeng took him a wife, and soon after the marriage, he left the new house and went out to war, and was tempted by a rumor that the party of the people of Xicheng had landed in the east city and led twelve warped ships. He left his wooden boats in the bay and went into battle on foot, and now he is here to meet Noe.

The two of them walked opposite each other, approaching aggressively, and Nowu threw his spear at the wind, but missed, and the tip of the spear grazed his side, but the wind was strong and shot under Nowu's breastplate, at the level of his belt, and he pressed the weight of his whole body, confident that he would be able to subdue his opponent with strong arms. Still, he could not penetrate Nowu's shining belt, and the tip of the spear reached the silver, and the tip of the blade was curled up like a soft lump of lead. Nowu, the king of the vast realm, seized the spear and stabbed it back, furious like a lion, and took the shaft of the spear out of his palm, and then raised his sword and struck it into the neck of the windy man, and softened his limbs and legs, and in this way the wind fell to the ground, and fell to the ground like bronze and fell to sleep. The poor man, who had come to the aid of his countrymen, left his wife's house, his bride, who had not yet given him any warmth, though he had given him a great gift, first a hundred oxen, and a thousand goats or sheep, and his flock was too numerous to count. Now, Noe, stripped him of everything he had, and returned to his own team with his shining armor.

Feng Er, the brother of the big wind, the two of them fought a lot because of the problem of inheritance, but this time, their common father pulled Feng told them that they must take care of each other when they fight tiger brothers and go into battle as father and son soldiers, but in the first battle, they folded their brother in, and Feng Er didn't have time to help. Although he had already made up his mind to listen to his father's words, give up his past suspicions, and fight side by side with his eldest brother.

However, in the blink of an eye, the eldest brother fell to the ground and died, and his armor was stripped of by the enemy, and he himself was an outstanding warrior among warriors, and when he saw this scene, he looked at his fallen brother, and his eyes were blurred with extreme grief! He came from one side, and the strong Nogo did not notice it, and Feng Er suddenly shot his gun, and a shot pierced his forearm, and under the elbow, the shining tip of the spear pierced through the flesh.

The commander of the whole army, Nowu, trembled with pain, but in spite of this, he did not stop the attack, but pounced on Fengji, holding the shaft of the spear, and fetching the stump of the tree that the wind had blown out, and at that time Fenger was dragging his father's son, and his brother was windy, and grabbed him by the feet, and shouted to all the bravest men; just as he was pulling the body of his eldest brother into his own formation, Nowu rushed over and stabbed him, and hid behind the shield of the bulging, and the flash of the copper tip softened Fengji's limbs and legs, so that he was instantly depressed to death; Nowu stepped forward, cut off his head, and rolled against the body of the windy, here and now, under the hands of the king Nowu, Lafeng's two sons accepted the arrangement of fate and fell into the residence of the god of death.

Nowu did not stop his hand, he still walked through the ranks of other warriors, and continued to fight, not only striking the local generals with bronze spears, swords and large stones, but the blood was still gushing from the wound he had been stabbed by Feng Er, which had just been pierced by Feng Er's spear, and the blood was rushing like a waterfall in the mountains. However, when the blood clotted and the wound healed, the severe pain began to weaken Noe's courage, like the intense labor pains of the mother, the pain of the spirit in charge of childbirth, and the severe pain that constantly weakened Nou's courage, and he had to jump into the chariot and call for the rider to send him back to the deep sea, for he could not bear the pain of his heart now.

Nowu raised his voice and shouted to his soldiers in a high-pitched voice: "Friends, leaders and rulers, you must continue to defend our sea-going ships that break the waves, withstand the rampant attacks of the Trojans, and Satan, who is in charge of everything, will not let me fight with the people of the East City until the night is thick!"

When he had finished speaking, the driver of his chariot raised his whip and urged the horses with their long manes to run away without the slightest reluctance toward the deep sea-boats. They dragged the wounded king away from the battlefield, their chests drenched with sweat and their bellies covered with mud and dust.

Seeing that Nowu had withdrawn from the battle, Nob raised his voice and shouted loudly, saying to himself and the allied warriors: "Brave warriors, brave men who kill the enemy in close combat! Show manly spirit, my friends, and summon up a fierce passion for battle! The best warrior in the Xicheng army has been beaten off the battlefield; the boss Satan has promised me great honor; everyone, hurry up and ride the fast horses and fight straight against the strong Xicheng people, and win greater glory for yourself!"

Just like a hunter urging the hound with shining canine teeth to pounce on a wild beast, a wild boar or a lion, No, like a murderous god of war without blinking, urging the people of Dongcheng with a bold heart to fight against the soldiers of Xicheng; he himself was even more ambitious, striding into the front row of the team, throwing himself into a life-and-death struggle, like a sudden storm, sweeping and swooping from the sky, setting off layers of waves, covering the black and blue ocean.

So, which one died at his hands first, and which one was the last to die? Since Satan had given him honor, he, No, was going to kill people on a large scale, and inflict all the grievances he had just received on his enemies.

The incoming warband, which happened to be the men and horses of the former Enoch army, was so numerous that even Nob could not have been impulsive if they were united, but when they rejected Enoch's advice, they were already torn apart and scattered, and were easily rushed into it by Nobing, like a tiger into a flock.

The brothers of Jared were the first to die, then Jaheb and Alan, and finally Yared and Yalu, and Nob slew these men, all of whom were leaders of the Allied forces, and then pounced on the place where the centaurs had gathered, like a torrent of the west wind, smashing the shining clouds that the south wind blows, and setting up a raging wave, blowing with the power of the wind, and the towering crests of the waves scattering splashes. Just like this, in the group of soldiers, the heads of the crowd were knocked down, and they were all the leaders of those soldiers.

At this point in time, the battlefield has fallen into extreme chaos, and the situation of jade and stone burning is inevitable; the people of Xicheng who were running hurriedly fled back to the sea ship, and angrily ran in the front row of the military formation, until their precious lives were lost; Noocing saw it through the queue, found Noji and Modus, and roared, and rushed towards them, followed by a team of Dongzhuangyong; Witnessing this scene, Modus, who roared on the battlefield, trembled with fright, and then opened his mouth to speak, and shouted to Noji who was coming: " Behold, tall Nobing, this cursed turbid wave of the peak, is rushing upon us, and let's resist his onslaught, and repel his attack!"

After saying that, he leveled the spear of the shadow forest, threw it with all his arms, impartially, hit the target, and flew towards the head of Nobing, the top ridge of the helmet! However, when the bronze spear hit the bronze helmet, it was pushed back, and he did not rub the bright skin, because the helmet cover was against the spear, and his helmet, with three layers, with eyelets, was a gift from the angel of war, Apollo.

However, he was also frightened enough, and he jumped out of the distance, returned to his own formation, bent his legs and knelt on the ground, stretched out his big thick hands, and ate the gravity of his body with one arm, and the black night fog blinded his eyes.

However, when Modus followed the trajectory of the spear, away from the warriors in the front row, to the place where the guns were dusting and gnawing the dirt, Nobingsu slowed down, jumped into the chariot, and hurried back to the place where the army had gathered, avoiding the dark death.

The sturdy Modus shouted, shaking the spear in his hand: "This time, you have escaped death again, you evil dog! Even so, it is only a narrow escape, and the angel of war Apollo has once again saved you, the angel to whom you must pray before plunging into the dense rain of guns! But we will fight again, and at that time, I will kill you, and if I have a powerful man by my side, of course you will die! For now, I will go after and kill other warriors, any enemy I can catch up!"

After saying that, he went to rescue his comrades who had been killed and wounded by Nodesh, but at this time, Node, drew a strong bow against Medes, leaned against the stone pillar, built it artificially, and erected a tomb, and Merdes was peeling off his armor, removing the pinched shield from the man's shoulder, reaching out to take off the heavy helmet, and Nogui fastened the heart of the bow, and opened the string to release the arrow; the feathered arrow struck, and without a false shot, it struck the surface of the right foot of Medes, and through the instep of the foot, pierced into the mud; Node, seeing this, laughed loudly, and jumped out of his hiding place, and shouted with the joy of victory: "Thou hast been struck, and my feathered arrow has not been struck! If it could have pierced deep into thy belly and taken thy life, how desperate would it be! In this way, the people of Dongcheng, who have seen you trembling, have seen you before, just as a bleating goat has touched a lion, but I have shot and wounded, and they may have a respite after being severely wounded. ”

Hearing this, the sturdy Murdes replied with no fear, "You lame bastard, you vile fighter, and you have a beautiful dreadlock, and if you dare to take up arms and fight me face to face, your crossbow and your arrows will not help your weakness." You're just scratching my feet, but you're saying this. Who cares? A mindless child or a woman can hurt me like this, how can a wretched, a coward's arrow, be so sharp that it hurts? But if someone were to be struck by me, even if it was just to wipe the edge, the situation would be very different, and the spear would be sharp and sharp, and in an instant it would be bled and sealed in the throat. His wife's bed will be scratched in sorrow, his children will be fatherless orphans, and he himself will be stained with blood, rotting and rotting. Around him, there will be more flocks of vultures than weeping women!"

With that, the famous gunsmith Gordon hurried to the side, and stood in front of him, so that Modus could sit down, and when he was behind him, he pulled out the sharp arrow from his foot, and the sharp pain tore at his flesh, and Modus jumped into the chariot, beckoned to the driver, and asked him to take him back to the deep sea, and he endured the pain of his heart all the way.

In this way, there was only one person left in the war zone in that area, and there was no longer a single warrior around him to help him, and the fear of the previous tragic battle drove away all the soldiers.

In his anxiety, he said to his reckless soul, "Oh my God, what will happen to me? It would be a shame to run back in fear of the enemy in front of you, but it would be even more difficult to imagine the consequences if you were caught, and Satan has driven the other allies to flee in battle." I know that it is a coward's act to retreat without a fight, and that whoever wants to win honor on the battlefield must stand firm, be brave and tenacious, and either knock down or be killed. ”

As he weighed and weighed, and struggled in his heart and soul, the heavily armed procession of the people of the East City was already approaching him, and surrounded him, and it was their own death that was encircled, like a herd of hounds and energetic young men, surrounding a wild boar, and swooping down, and the boar burst out of the dense bushes, its nest, sharpening its snow-white fangs on its crooked jawbone, and the dogs and hunters rushing on all sides, the sound of fangs could be heard in the siege, and yet, in spite of the ferocity, he did not back down. Just like this, the people of Dongcheng rushed up, approaching Nu Jie step by step, besieging the peerless hero who was left alone.

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