Non-toxic not husband.

The villains are villains.

The voice he heard came from behind him, as if he had been re-grasped, as if he had not been abandoned, as if he still cared about himself.

Like?

"Hmph~~!"

Yes, the general behind him snorted coldly at what he saw, and he seemed to be a little unhappy.

What did he see?

Is it just that he saw that the death squad belonging to his own camp was photographed into ashes, hehe, more than that, the death squad is going to die in his eyes, so what's important, the ones who stand with him in front of him are important, why would you let those subordinates go to death?

In order to let these noble children who have never seen blood know the horror of blood.

But now they only seem to know that they are afraid, and they don't understand bravery, so what should they do?

Keep going.

The lower seed is dead, and there is the upper seed of the lower seed, so send it up.

With a majestic face and eyes like a star, the general roared in his mouth: "Heavy ride, out." ”

"Boom~!"

Those who are very strong, those who look mighty, they jumped out, and the vigorous ones along the way seem to really be understood as coming to save Han Xian.

"Heh~!"

Shouldn't you laugh at yourself?

yes, I've already sneered.

If you pin your hopes on them, you will definitely become meat mud several times, and the three cavalry around you will be like a marquee.

The encirclement is shrinking little by little.

It's as if they're trying to squeeze themselves into a meat puree.

"Huh~!"

He gritted his teeth, his body half-bowed and his defensive posture opened, and his eyes did not look at the cavalry that circled around him, but only looked at the enemy camp with staring at the enemy camp with a sharp eye, and indeed the generals who stared at them.

Opposite.

With a majestic expression, a green face and fangs, it seems to be very indifferent.

Staring at it, he was like a soldier waiting to die, but because he was unwilling, because of some incomprehensible beliefs, he stared at the enemy camp with resentment.

"Heh~!"

I don't know if I should be happy or if I should be unhappy.

It seems to be paying attention to itself, too.

To be exact, its eyes swept over its body, and it let out a sneer, nothing more, but this sneer seemed to bring great benefits.

The cavalry, which was spinning like a marquee, was no longer approaching him.

Is this well-intentioned?

Can this be understood as pity?

"Boom~!"

If you like to brag, of course you can understand it this way, but you must have self-knowledge, the ground under your feet is already trembling, and the cavalry belonging to your own camp is infinitely closer, so what else does it matter to your own little soldiers?

It's no fun to kill you.

Killing you now is no different than waiting to kill you.

"Boom~~!"

The earth trembles and trembles.

It seems that where there is me, there is a battlefield, and in the camp of the enemy in front of me, a group of strange beasts like the three in front of them burst out, and they rushed out of the momentum accumulated in a hundred steps in a few jumps.

Everything came so fast.

"Boom~!"

In an instant, all kinds of blood and blood spurted into blooming heads around him, killing and killing, all in the blink of an eye, one second he was still a model of heroes, and the next moment, after his body was penetrated by a deceitful weapon, he became a body that fell to the ground, trampled on by everyone.

Guns come and go.

It's so hilarious to kill.

It's a pleasure to kill.

But none of this seems to have anything to do with me.

Blades roared over their heads, blades hissed by their sides, and unnamed beasts squeezed past them.

But the blade fell to the ground and died.

The beast fell to the ground, but it was still dead.

Only I, Han Xian, seem to be lucky, as if I was taken care of by God, and I have always been the only one who watched the bloody happening.

I watched them die.

I looked at the weapon in my hand, and there was no trace of pity on my face.

What you see is like fate, it is fate to die at the end of your life, it is also fate to die young, it is also fate to fall at the feet of the enemy, if you can't kill the enemy, if you are killed by the enemy, then you are defeated.

And why am I still alive, this is my life.

Fall to the ground one by one.

came from thousands of miles away, and it seemed that they were here to send death from behind them, and their generals seemed to be there to send them to death.

One by one, they fell and began.

Scattered followed.

In the end, there were not a few left.

Are they really sent to death?

"Hmph~!"

The general's expression was gloomy, and he was very unhappy with cold air in his mouth, and it was expected that he would die, and it was normal for the cavalry not to win, but it was not right to lose, and it was so badly defeated, so it should not be.

Anger burns noodles.

Hate.

The hatred in the general's eyes seemed to be not only for the enemy, but also for the cavalry that belonged to his subordinates who were still alive and the souls of those who had fallen to the ground.

As for his own little soldiers, it doesn't matter, it was like this from the beginning, and it was still the case when he reached the peak of his luck and didn't die, in the eyes of the general, those were just luck, so he never looked at it squarely.

What is its focus right now?

The tide of battle is unfavorable.

I can't hang it on my face, so how can I save face?

No poison, no husband, avenge the dead brothers, send those who killed them to hell to accompany them, a cruel smile rose on the corner of the general's mouth.

He whispered in a deep voice: "Ling, bow and arrow~!"

What the?

"Hiss~!"

Listen, listen to the order, from the inside out, all the soldiers gasped, bows and arrows, what do you want to do, shoot the enemy, there are still living creatures there, although there are not many left, but there are still alive.

There was the hesitation of the eyes.

There was the hesitation of the head.

"Hmph~!"

The commander was not happy about this, and he swung his leather whip at the stunned soldier beside him, and suddenly the sound of flesh and flesh ignited a bloody cracking sound.

How much hatred is there?

How ruthless is it?

It's cracked.

The whip was whipped on the skull, so that it began to crack from the skull, and the whip was thrown out of the waist, so that the poor body was broken in two from the beginning of the skull to the end of the waist.

Do you dare to be stunned?

I remember it, those who don't listen to orders, the general personally kills, he is quite trustworthy, he really kills it himself, and the effect is really unique.

"Buzz~!"

In an instant, from the inside to the outside, from the outside to the inside, the sound of the bowstring resounded.

The arrow is wound, pointing to the sky and calling it cold.

"Whew~!"

The wind came again, and they came from side to side, and they brought the distant sound to the ears of these lucky ones who were still alive at the moment.

Listen, they are numb to their hands.

Listen, they are stuck in the brain.

Stunned.

Why did this familiar voice come from behind you?

Because your general is mad, because your general wants to avenge those dead brothers, so he sends you to die together.

This is called an indiscriminate attack.

I was terrified.

The stirring of the wind was also indiscriminate, and the lucky ones heard it, as did the creatures who were about to embrace victory, and their eyes were immediately filled with suspicion when they were still bloody.

"Uh~!"

They were also stunned.

They looked like they were scolding the general, are you crazy?

You guessed it, it is precisely this disease, there is no cure, it is not poisonous, it is not a husband, it is destined to be a bad guy.

"Heh~!"

The general sneered, the dull look on his face was exactly what it wanted to see, and it smiled and nodded, as if to greet the Grim Reaper.

"Whew~~!"

Hissing, chiseling of the air.

The sky was filled with mournful sounds, wisps of arrows shuttled, the air was torn into wisps, and it would be a long journey from there to here, maybe it would be a long journey.

Enough for those stunned and blinking.

But the blinking of the eyes was not enough to pry the numbness of the legs and feet, it was just a panic.

Panic, panic, panic, all living beings had a look of horror on their faces at the fangs that bloomed in the air, but even then their legs and feet remained motionless.

Why, don't you run?

Run.

Maybe it's possible, maybe it's just a chance to get away with your life?

Is it possible?

I don't know, the numbness of these expressions at this moment is the embodiment of the numbness of the head, they haven't thought about this possibility, seeing the flying shadows in the sky, they haven't had time to think about it.

"Hiss~~!"

In the ears, it was above the head, the heart was confused, the numbness was broken, the creatures panicked, and in all directions, they burst out with instinctive strength and ran.

"Poof~~!"

The beginning of a blood flower is followed by countless flowers.

Actually, very quickly.

Listening to the bowstring flutter until the arrow hits the ground is very fast, this time is only enough time for a few blinks of an eye, only enough time to support the numb expression to evolve into a frightened time, only enough time for the head to just think of escape, and become an outlaw quickly, into the sorrow of falling to the ground and listening to his own blood flow.

It's cold.

The wind blows the coldness of the ground.

Indiscriminate attacks.

Carpet interspersed.

The hedgehog in one place, the coldness in the ground, and the sound of blood in the ears.

They are all dead, whether they are their own people or the enemies who killed their own people, they are all close to each other at the moment, and they are still stunned when they die.

Their sad and angry expressions seem to say, go to hell, and see Hades, they will definitely accuse you of evil and disgusting.

"Whew~~!"

The wind blowing the blood is indeed shining on the smiling face of the general, and the corners of his mouth are sneering, as if he has a bit of a victor's attitude, but it is also said that in terms of the number of enemies destroyed, he is not a loser.

Because under its ruthlessness, both sides are almost dead, and yours are all elite soldiers, say I win.

"Hey~~!"

In this regard, he laughed out loud and said proudly: "Those who become big things are not informal, only victory is what I want, you listen to me, if you dare to give me a perfunctory lazy, this is the end." ”

Do you hear that?

I don't know.

What can be known at this moment is that the generals and nobles who can still stand are pale and frightened, and they are crumbling in the wind as if they are about to fall, and such a look and such a state are completely frightened to death by what they see in front of them and what they hear in their ears.

That's a devil.

Like a living creature, the devil is the grass.

When the wind blows, no grass grows.

But there are accidents in everything, and some grasses have always been strong and admirable to the height.

"Whew~~!"

Just in the midst of the enemy's general's iron blue, just in the smug expression of his own general, one hand poked out from the sea of blood in the corpse mountain with blood-stained red.

Face stunned.

stunned.

And the spine is already erect in that place, and I'm not dead yet.