At this moment, a general of Dongcheng, whose name is Bingnan, pounced on the glorious Moreus, and the tragic fate led him to the ultimate death, he will die in the hands of your Menelaus, in this desperate fight, the strong live, the weak die, and the fate is clear.

The two strode forward, approaching aggressively.

Merauth misses the shot and misses the target, and Bingnan shoots the glorious Merlaus's battle shield, but the bronze spear does not penetrate the shield, the broad shield blocks its lunge, and the head of the spear breaks off the end of the pole.

Despite this, Bingnan was still full of joy and hoped to win.

Muraus drew a bronze sword with a silver nail on the handle, and pounced on Bingnan, who hid under the shield, clutching a finely crafted axe, the copper blade was sharp, and the handle of olive wood was slender, smooth and shiny.

They both waved their hands at the same time and slashed, Bingnan slashed at the crown of Moreus's horsehair helmet and the top of the ridge, and when Moreus rushed forward, Mores struck him on the forehead and the bridge of his nose with a sword, shattering his forehead, and his eyes fell, and he was drenched in blood, and he fell to the mud and dust at his feet!

Glaus stomped on his chest, stripped off his armor, and exclaimed triumphantly, "Now, you can always leave, can you? Get out of the ships of the Saicheng people who ride fast horses, you haughty Dongcheng people, never get tired of the terrible shouts of the battlefield! You will soon lose the skill of doing other evil and ugly things, and you will pour all the sludge and muddy water on my head; You are not afraid of the wrath of the Almighty, the thundering angel, the general who oversees the friendship of host and guest, who will in the future destroy your steep castle once and for all, and you are slaying down our ships at the sea, and now you are slaying down the ships of our seagoing seas, and you are mad to burn them with wild fire, and to slay the fighting people of the East, but you will be restrained, though you have killed your eyes, and you have made it all possible, and the people say that your wisdom is supreme and that no man is comparable to any other angel。 Look how you have helped them, these rough soldiers of the Eastern City, whose fighting power has been rising fiercely, and no one can satisfy their bloodthirsty desires, and in the desperate battle, they have become more and more courageous! For everything, people have a time of contentment, even sleeping, sweet singing, stretching dances, all of which satisfy the pleasure of men more than war, but the war-thirsty ravines of you people in the East City can never be filled!"

The noble Meraus spoke passionately, stripped the bloody armor of Hongji from the body of Bingnan who had fallen to the ground, handed it to his companion, and turned back into the battle in the front row.

It was at this time that Bingbei stood up from the soldiers of Dongcheng and followed his father to Dongcheng to participate in the battle, and could never return to his hometown; Bingbei approached Meraus and stabbed him in the center of the shield, but the copper tip did not penetrate the shield surface; in order to avoid death, Bingbei retreated to his companions, looked around, lest someone be slandered, and put him to death with a bronze weapon; however, when he retreated, Meraus shot a bronze-tipped feathered arrow, which hit the edge of his right arm, and the arrow passed under the pelvis and pierced into the bladder; he bent over, in the arms of his dear companions, gasped out his life, slipped and fell to the ground, stretched out like a worm, black blood poured out, and the mud and dust were stained。

The reckless people tosed around him in vain, trying to save his life, but to no avail, and they carried him back to Dongcheng in a chariot full of grief, and his father, Nobing, walked beside them with tears in his eyes, and no one would pay blood for the sons who had been slain.

However, the killing of Bingbei aroused a strong hatred in Nuobei's heart, because among the many military warriors, Bingbei was his friend and guest; although in terms of seniority, Nuobei was Bingbei's tenth uncle; in order to avenge Bingbei, with anger, Nuogui shot a copper-tipped feather arrow.

On the battlefield, there was a warrior named Hongxin, who had been wounded not long ago, bandaged and treated, and returned to the front with his wounds, and when he returned, he already knew very well that there was no hope of returning from this journey, and the bronze arrows that had been put away, although they did not hurt Meraus, were shot under Hongxin's ears and jawbones, and his soul immediately drifted away from his limbs and legs, and the hateful darkness covered his body.

In this way, they fought hard, and they paid the price of their lives, like a raging fire.

However, Satan's beloved Nob has not heard anything about it, and he does not know that on the left side of the ship, his soldiers are being slaughtered by the Xicheng coalition army, and the glory may even throw himself into the arms of the Xicheng soldiers, and the earth-splitting angels who surround and shake the earth are urging the people of Xicheng to use their own strength to help help the war.

But Nocin had been fighting in the place where he had breached the gate and the parapet, sweeping away the dense formations, and where the heavily armed soldiers of the West City had fought fiercely, there had been a flotilla of Nochou's ships, dragged along the shore of the gray-blue sea, and across the land, the lowest parapet they had built, the weakest link, bearing the onslaught of the men and horses of the East City.

On the battlefield, the Clan Coalition is trying to hold off Nobing's attack, and Nobing is fighting his way to the sea, but even with all their might, the coalition forces cannot repel this brilliant and flaming general.

On the opposite side of Noc, the elite of the coalition army selected by the great waves of the battle, led by Menes, supplemented by Medas, Meos, and the brave Moas, who led his people and was assisted by Mekis, and who led another strong coalition army were Merdons and the fierce Mecais, who were fully armed and stood at the forefront of the strong-hearted people, fighting the front line of the battle in order to defend the ships.

Like two wine-brown oxen, pulling together with a sturdy plough, turning over a fallow field, the bottom of the two pairs of horns dripping with sweat, and the distance between them was only a little distance blocked by the slippery yoke, and they walked laboriously until the tip of the plough turned to the end of the field, and in this way they stood upright on the battlefield, fighting side by side, and they were followed by many brave soldiers, his companions, ready to take up the great shield of war, and whenever he was sweating and tired, he would take it over and give them a respite。

However, the reckless Dough was not followed by the allied forces, for they had no intention of engaging in melee combat, and had neither a bronze helmet, nor a crown of horsehair on it, nor a rounded shield or a wooden spear.

However, they believed in the power of their bows and wool-woven catapults, and armed with them, they followed their leaders to the front line and shot a dense barrage of arrows and stones to break up the ranks of the people of Dongcheng.

On the battlefield, the soldiers in heavy armor fought bravely in front, fighting Dongcheng and Nobing in bronze helmets, while the other allied troops in Luo stayed behind, projecting from the bunkers, for those Dongcheng people, the battle was no longer a pleasure, and the influx of throwing weapons stunned their heads.

If it had continued in such a dull way, the people of Dongcheng might have retreated miserably from the barracks and the ships and returned to the windy city of Dongcheng, but things had taken a major turn for the worse! The same fellow who had been so hated by Noc, whose name was Lacao, came to stand beside the brave Hector, and said: "Noc, you are so stubborn! Are you willing to listen to the advice of others? Don't think that if the gods give you the skills to fight, you will be better at scheming than others, in fact, you can't master all the skills, the mighty one gives different skills to different individuals, so that some people are good at battle, some people dance, some people can sing to the sound of the harp, and some people are intelligent, it is Satan who has given him the ability to discern, he has benefited many people, many people have been saved, and his insights are incomparable! Now, I would like to make a suggestion that I think is most appropriate, and behold, all around you, the battle has consumed you like a ring of fire, and our brave men of the East City, after crossing the parapet, some slipped behind with their weapons in hand, and some are still fighting, with their meager forces against the numerous enemies, scattered among the ships; Gather the best of us and work together to devise a well-conceived plan to rush aboard the decked ship, or to evacuate the side of the ship if the Almighty are willing to let us win, and to reduce casualties, and I fear that the Western Side Coalition will want us to pay for their losses yesterday, and I doubt that there is a warlike general lurking at their ship's side, and I doubt that this man will still be resolutely evasive and refuse to fight. ”

This wise exhortation won the favor of Noc, and he immediately jumped out of his chariot, landed on his feet, fully armed, and said to Prudamas, and the words flew into his ears: "Stay here, and gather our chiefs, and I will rush to that side, and face the enemy, and return as soon as I have given my order." ”

With that, he marched forward like a snow-covered mountain, shouting loudly, through the ranks of the people of the East City and the Allied troops, and the others quickly gathered around, and they all heard Noc's command around him.

At that time, Nob walked through the front row of the queue, searching, if he could find them, all the brave warriors, and he found them, yes! He "found" them, yes, in the wounds, in the death, some of them lay dead in the back of the ships of the Westside, and some of them were lying in the castle, with arrow wounds or guns, and he immediately found a man, in the midst of a battlefield of pain, and on the left side of the battlefield, the Remarkable No, urging his companions to fight.

Nuo Bing hurried to his side, scolded loudly, and used sneering words: "Damn No, a dignified son, a woman who seduces and abductes! Tell me, where are all our generals? The steep Dongcheng is over, completely finished! As for you, your future will definitely be a violent death!"

After hearing this accusation, Nuo Chou replied: "You always like to blame someone who should not be blamed, do you have such a penchant? Sometimes, I may avoid fighting, but not at this time. My mother gave birth to me, not a complete coward. Ever since you summoned up the fighting passion of your friends by the side of the ship, we have been fighting here, and we have never had a break in the face of Xicheng's soldiers. The companions you have asked have all been killed, and those who are not dead are all wounded, wounded in the hands, and struck by the thick spears, but the Almighty has kept them from death, and now lead us to do it, and wherever your heart and will to fight will lead you, we will follow you, and keep our fighting zeal high, and I think we will not lack courage, as long as we have the strength available, beyond which no one can do anything, even if he is obsessed with war. ”

The hero's reply touched the hearts of the elder brothers, and together they went out to the place where the killing was loudest and the battle was fiercest, where the replacement troops of the people of Dongcheng, who had just arrived and had just entered the battle, and these men marched forward like a fierce storm, wrapped in the lightning of the Almighty, and slammed to the ground, swept the sea, and made a loud rumbling noise, stirring up long waves, pushing the roaring waters, rolling high and foaming peaks and waves, and hugging each other.

In the same way, the people of the East City were in dense formation, some of them in front, others swarmed behind, flashing of bronze armor, and followed their leader, and Nobing immediately entered the battle, leading them, like a murderous god of war, with a round battle shield, the shield covered with a thick layer of skin, inlaid with many bronze rivets, and a shining helmet, which swayed on the temples on either side.

Nob moved forward in steps, trying to attack various sections of the Xicheng Army's Yong defensive line, marching behind his shield to see if the enemy was collapsing, but this move did not confuse the Xicheng coalition army's sense of battle.

At this moment, Nochou took a big stride, and was the first to step forward, shouting to Nockey to challenge: "Third brother, come here, come closer, you madman! Why waste your energy and use this trick to scare us? We are not outsiders in war, no! It is only because of Satan's vicious whipping that we are defeated; I guess you are thinking about the wrong, preparing to destroy our fleet, and don't forget, we also have strong hands to defend our ships!" We will sweep down your fortified castles, and take them and plunder them long before you destroy them!, and as for you, I will say that the day is at hand, and then you will run away and ask the Mighty for protection, that your long-maned horses may run faster than eagles, so that you may be dragged through the muddy plains to the castles!"

Before the words fell, a bird appeared in the space on the right, and an eagle with wings spread soared in the sky.

Seeing this flying bird, the hearts of the whole army in Xicheng were excited, roaring and jubilant.

At this moment, the glorious Hector opened his mouth to reply, and shouted: "Ugly, eleventh brother, what are you talking nonsense, you clumsy bull? Then, with your fat and flesh, you will feed the dogs and vultures of the East City, and die by the ships of the West City!"

With that, he led the way, and the leaders followed him, and let out a wild and brutal roar, leading the shouting soldiers, and the battle formation, however, the people of Xicheng did not forget the fierceness of the battle, and they all shouted loudly in return, and at the same time, they were ready to meet the best warriors of the people of Dongcheng, and the noisy sound of killing rose from the ground of the two armies, and rushed into the sky, penetrating the glittering air.

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