The seventeenth dreadnought leader dies in battle/the loyal warrior savior dies

(4) How can the enemy lead the long river under the supervision of the battle, the enemy still gathers more and more, desperately attacking, layer by layer, the leader Shaodian and the warrior Ruohu who are known for their might, although they are brave, but they also have to cover and rescue the rest of the injured and persistent clansmen from time to time, due to too many fetters involved, the overall sharp momentum is greatly reduced. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Just when they were tired of coping, the reinforcements led by Jumu arrived, they fought out from the flank and rear of the enemy, everyone fought bravely, each scrambled to be the first, and the enemy was caught off guard, and the rear of the besieging enemy army suddenly exploded the nest, Jumu and other warriors came at the right time, and the burning danger in the village was temporarily alleviated.

But at this moment, the warriors of the Yan Emperor have already killed the red eyes, and they are all fighting for their lives, although they are overwhelmed by the superior number of people for a short time, but under the leadership of the leaders of each team, they quickly adjust and assemble, and in a moment, they will be surrounded by the bear clan again.

Due to the ferocity of the blow, Ruohu's wooden stick has been broken into two, in a rage, he simply lifted a thick trunk, both arms are strong, dancing and flying, rampage, like a god descending to the mortal invincible, smashing the enemy in front of him into a ball of meatloaf, seeing the reinforcements of the giant tree galloping, it is more and more courageous, like chasing the soul like the roar continues, shocking the Yan Emperor soldiers in all directions.

For a time, the two armies in the village were in a mess, with each other's casualties, spears and axes, flesh and blood flying, all kinds of shouts were chaotic, and the cruel scene made the jungle valley tremble.

Under the leadership and encouragement of the leader Shaodian, with their tenacious fighting spirit and unyielding character, the people of the bear clan were even equal in the competition with the warriors of the Yan Emperor, who were several times their size.

The rate of Changyouhe, who was watching the battle on the high slope outside the wall, saw such an anxious battle scene, and his heart was also anxious. The endless drag on of the battle was the last thing he wanted, and he had to do something.

Looking at it coldly, Youhe found that among the people who resisted, there was an old man and a young man who fought together the most distinctively, the older one was brave and good at fighting, and from time to time he protected the younger ones on the side, not leaving them, and the younger ones were more tenacious under the protection of the elders, and from time to time they fought strong enemies. The two joined forces, connected in heart, assisted each other, and fought in the siege of their own soldiers, without falling behind. Through his previous understanding of the Youxiong clan, Youhe guessed that the two must be the father and son of the leader Shaodian. A poisonous plan was also born in his heart, and he hurriedly ran to the cold-faced elder Boji, pointed his finger at the young father and son in the chaotic army, and said his thoughts, if you want to conquer the bear clan, you must first hit its leader.

Elder Burgie nodded in agreement. He immediately came to the god and witch Fengbo, who had fallen from the height of the tree, and humbly expressed the idea of defeating the enemy.

Feng Bo smiled slightly and said, "What's so difficult about this, you wait for the time being to step aside and wait for me to cast a spell!"

After speaking, Feng Bo stood solemnly, holding his breath and concentrating, and in the silence of his mouth, the sleeve of his left robe was thrown up, and a strong breeze was born in response to the occasion, whirring and agitating away, and rolling up a pile of gravel on the hillside. Between the frequent fluctuations of Feng Bo's lips, the countless gravels seemed to be endowed with magical spirituality, and after spinning half a circle in mid-air as if they had eyes, they all shot into the bear village at once, and went straight to the leader Shaodian father and son roaring and crashing into the past.

Shaodian and Xuanyuan father and son were concentrating on working together to fight the enemy, and countless sharp gravels like deadly hailstones were falling from the sky and quietly attacking. When the swishing and screaming sound with the breath of death rushed towards him, Shaodian's astute ears still sensed some kind of ominous sign, he glanced sideways, and couldn't help but stand upside down in shock, at this time it was still too late to dodge, but out of the instinct of fatherly love, he couldn't take care of himself, but turned his body with all his strength, opened his arms and hugged his son Xuanyuan, and turned around to meet his strong and broad back to the rain of rubble.