"Ho ho ...... Ho...... Ho ho ......"

Thin Dick struggled to say something, but all he could do was let out his throat with a desperate roar of the wounded beast, and he watched as Lampard's arm slowly pulled out of his chest, the last expression on his once arrogant face was a pleading look, and then the sword in his hand fell to the ground with a thud, and he died of exhaustion, Lampard reached out and gently nudged, and the cold corpse began to fall to the ground.

At this moment, a burst of shouts and flames appeared in the distance, burning half of the sky red.

Frank Lampard was shocked, his body shook, and the next second he appeared on top of a 100-metre-tall giant tree.

He raised his eyes to look into the distance, and saw the scene of the entire grassland in flames, knowing that this was the clever plan of the captain of the Chambord Legion, Gordon Brooke, had worked, but, as soon as he thought that there was a master who was almost at the peak of the four-star in the opponent's formation, Lampard's heart became anxious again, even if this fire burned more than a thousand black cavalry to death, but it would never burn such a master, and there was no other person around Brooke who was enough to compete with this master, as long as the other party broke through the sea of fire, the situation would take a sharp turn.

He had to go to the rescue.

With a clear roar, more than twenty Chambord archers who had disappeared before came out of the woods and appeared under the trees.

"Lord Frank Lampard!"

"Are all the people here, are there any casualties?"

"Lord Qiqi, all of them are here, only Andy and Taylor were slightly injured, everyone else is fine, none of the two hundred and fifty black cavalry invaders escaped, all of them stayed in this wood!"

"Good, well done. But the battle is not over yet, now the troops are divided into two ways, you immediately rush to support Drogba and Pierce, and I will go to the rescue of Lord Brooke...... Remember, the situation is urgent, be fast!" Lampard swept over the faces of twenty warriors, some of whom were still bleeding, although they had the advantage of being familiar with the terrain and annihilated all the more than 200 black cavalry in the woods, but the price of these twenty people coming back was not low, however, at this time, he could not care so much, he could only say softly: "Take care!", and then his body flickered, and disappeared in place in an instant.

Silver lightning roared through the air, and Lampard sprinted lightning towards the small hill in the distance with the two-headed dog-axe banner fluttering

At the same time, a series of hurried whistles sounded, the sound of horses' hooves was heard, and the horses that had been abandoned outside the forest galloped back again, and the bloodied warriors of Chambord City galloped in the direction of the great meadow in the distance......

Where, and their brothers, are fighting bloodily to defend their homeland.

......

"Chatter, two poor little mice, where else to escape?"

The black knight Allen, who had yellow hair like a mess of grass, smiled strangely, he was covered in blue fighting spirit, and he raised his hand casually, only to see a stream of water-blue sword qi like arrows in the sky towards Drogba and Pierce frantically, where the grass clippings flew sideways, the yellow leaves were all over the sky, and the two golden knights who hit directly hugged their heads and scurried, and only two fat buttocks could be faintly seen between the grass, and there were pools of blood.

He's playing a game of cat and mouse, watching his opponent flee and cry out in despair.

"Haha, stop and rest, hehe, with such a serious injury and so much blood, can you still run?" Allen's yellow hair flew wildly, jumping in the air, and the person saw the two people fleeing in front of him in the air, and the sword in his hand burst out of the sword aura of Dao Dao water, roaring away like a volley bombardment, kicking up bursts of dust and grass clippings on the ground.

The Imperial Knight of the Imperial Palace, Allen, was ordered by the big man to come to help several kings, and naturally knew that the two people who were fleeing were important people under the command of King Chambord, and if he took the heads of these two people, it would definitely be a great achievement at that time, and the reward would not be less, so he didn't care about the other escaped Chambord archers around him, but just looked at Drogba and Pierce, and chased after him.

After a series of fighting bombardments, blood had spilled everywhere in the grass, leaving a stain of blood, and it was obvious that the two guys were seriously injured and were about to lose their support.

And so the chase continued.

But—

After chasing for more than ten minutes, Alan gradually sensed the strangeness of things.

"Weird...... After shedding so much blood, even two buffaloes would have to die of blood, why are these two guys still alive and smooth like mice?" Alan stood where he was, no longer pursuing, and at this moment, he patted his head and found himself lost in this grassy meadow after chasing all the way.

"Two cowards, Lord Ben will go to Chambord City first, and see where you can escape!"

Allen rolled his eyes, deliberately shouted loudly, and then turned around and left.

If those two rat-like bullshit golden knights don't appear, then he will really have to leave, entangled in this place for too long, although there is merit to be gained, but if he let a few other companions conquer Chambord City one step ahead of time and enter and loot it as much as he wants, the gold and silver treasures will be robbed, and he will not even have the opportunity to drink soup if he goes late.

"Hey, don't go, you're really a bad person, you're having fun, why are you leaving?"

"yes, you haven't caught up with us yet!"

Two tall and sturdy mallet thieves appeared with a smile, and they emerged from the dense grass behind them, and chased after them quickly, swearing and swearing, obviously dissatisfied with Allen's retreat.

"Ahaha, you two are cowardly ......" Alan laughed and turned around, standing with his sword in hand.

He was about to mercilessly mock the two bullshit Golden Knights for being cowards, but before he could finish scolding 'cowards', he suddenly stopped what Drogba and Pierce were carrying in their hands. It was the headless corpse of the black cavalry of the two armies, which had already died, and was carried in the hands of two shameless strong men like chickens, and when they squeezed it a little harder, a large stream of hot blood spurted out of the broken neck and dripped on the ground, forming mottled blood stains......

"You ...... It turned out to be ......"

Looking at the two strong men smiling on their faces as obscene as the undead who stole the dragon egg, but there was not even a little dust and grass clippings on their bodies, not to mention the wounds, they were simply clean to the point of shamelessness, this scene made Alan understand a lot of things in an instant.

Unexpectedly...... Tricked!

No wonder he always felt that the blood that flowed out of these two strong men after they were 'wounded' was inevitably a little too much, and that ordinary people would have lost so much blood and would have become dry corpses, where could they still run? But it turned out that the blood stains that made him laugh proudly were all 'squeezed' out of the dead bodies of his own soldiers by these two fuckers, and he was still laughing triumphantly!

"You ...... Unforgivable! 10,000 damn it!" Alan growled.

"Paul, look, that yellow-haired boy seems to be mad at us!" Drogba smirked, "What about my idea?" and asked himself, "Haha, that's fucking awesome!"

"Didil, I've become obscene with you!" Capricorn Golden Knight Pierce felt that he was originally a hot-blooded macho man who was not afraid of death, but now under the influence of Drogba, there is a tendency to develop in the direction of lewd men.

"You're all going to die for me!"

Allen, who was already smoking above his head, his eyes were spitting fire, his ears were white and angry, and he was screaming that the water-blue fighting spirit in the sage soared, and the sound of tidal fluctuations came out from the light flames, and the sword was pulled by an invisible force, and suddenly it was volleyed up in the air, and it spun sharply, and the water waves that seemed to be like nothing continued to spread outward with the sword blade as the center......

"Two stinky rats, you're really off me......"

With a soft drink, the sword wrapped in blue fighting qi suddenly turned into lightning, cutting out countless strange and chaotic sword rays in the air, and the surrounding two-meter-high grass fell in pieces, the sword slashed faster and faster, and became sharper and sharper, and finally it was so fast that it was impossible to catch with the naked eye, and the sound of the tides around was loud, as if in the vast sea, the sky was blue.

"Fighting Spirit...... Anger - stacking - 10,000 - heavy - wave ——!!"

Alan shouted angrily, the long sword in his hand swung again and again, and in an instant, the sound of the tide was surging loudly, like an angry roar, deafening, and the blue sword light flashed at the same time, forming a wave-like sword net, strangled towards Drogba and Pierce in all directions, and it was incomparably sharp!

"Ah, no, this kid is mad......" Drogba screamed and suddenly shouted: "Long live Your Majesty...... Taurus Holy Clothes, come to me!"

Before the words fell, something strange happened-

I saw his huge body as a cow, suddenly as if it had lost gravity, and then a black light came out of his head, turning into a one-meter-square black iron box in the wind, and the iron box was vividly engraved with a golden bull pattern running wildly with horns on its head, and the next moment the iron box rumbled open, and the golden light burst out, and a huge black steel giant bull rushed out of it, instantly slashing into 125 armor parts, as if alive, turning into golden flames, automatically flying in the air, and finally only sticking to Drogba's body。

At the moment when everything was completed, a golden bull totem composed of 125 dazzling stars, as if breaking through the dark void, flashed behind Drogba incredibly, the giant bull had a vast and mysterious, surging and extensive vicissitudes of life and distant aura, it raised its head and roared, and the breath in an instant made people can't help but kneel down and worship.