The Buffalo dwindled layer by layer, and the Reaper's Legion was disappearing at a visible rate. The Reaper Legion was bent on leaving, and how could Gatu let them go. This group of people killed so many of their women, children, and children, killed them Shan Yu, and destroyed their royal court, and if they were allowed to leave alive, they would be laughed at by the world, and they would be laughed at for centuries. Therefore, Gatu is now not dying, that is, exchanging his life for his life, he must also leave these people in front of him. Especially among them, there is Feng Li, the head of all evil, if he doesn't kill him, who knows what vicious methods he will use to deal with Jiatu.

Jia Tu pounced on Fengli and the Death Legion desperately, and Wen Mu and the Reaper Legion gritted their teeth to bear this qiē. Because as far as the eye can see, the soldiers in their eyes have already been counted. This is their last desperate fight, as long as this sharp energy disappears, their end is death, and Jiatu is destruction.

That is to say, but the attack power of Jiatu is never a simple matter, at this moment, they look at the fewer and fewer clansmen, and the panic and resentment in their hearts are becoming more and more frenzied, and the attack power makes people more and more unable to parry. This is the land of Gatu, how can the people of Angola Ruz come and go so freely. There were still more soldiers in Gatu than in the Legion of the Reaper, but that wasn't a problem at all. The number of people ten times that of the Death Legion just now has come over, and the difference in the number of people in front of him is not a problem at all in the eyes of the Death Legion.

The Gatu people obviously also knew that it would be humiliating to compete with the Reaper Legion, and their eyes were fixed on Wen Mu. Anyway, now that Feng Li is injured, as long as they kill Feng Li, the loss made by the Reaper Legion in Gatu is not worth it. The wind is as good as the location in the city of Ruz in Angola. As long as the wind is gone, the commander of Chahan in front will definitely be able to break through the city of Angola Ruz. The Gatu soldiers figured it out. Beginning to attack Feng Li regardless of a qiē, they could see the weakness of Feng Li's body. Since their own people can make her injured so far, they can also let the weakened Fengli stay in Gatu.

Jia Tu has always admired the warriors, and Feng Li's martial arts and wisdom are completely comparable to their commander Zha Han. Of course, in Gatu's heart, their leader must be the strongest, and the Mia people can't surpass it, so they can only stand side by side. But this arrogant and invincible Mia tried in vain to destroy them. And in such a bloody and barbaric way, he, the devil, actually attacked the child, this devil with no humanity. They must not let the wind leave. If Feng Li is allowed to escape, how can the souls of tens of thousands of children in Gatu rest in peace? The simple-minded people of Gatu have not yet figured out that the slaughter of women by Fengli is more dangerous to Gatu.

The soldiers of the Jiatu tried their best, regardless of the injury, and gave up the qiē, but also to drop their weapons on Feng Li's body. Wen Mu and the brothers of the Reaper Legion did not expect their counter-replenishment to be so crazy and purposeful. The Wenmu Reaper Legion is all wounded and injured because of the reversal of the Ton, and the high-pressure confrontation is even more precarious.

Feng Li looked at the soldiers who were frantically rushing towards him, and looked at Wen Mu and the Death Dark Sword brothers who were constantly injured for him, and clenched the sword in his hand. Let go of Wen Mu's hand and stand up.

"Who are you fighting for?"

"Your father and mother are dead, and for whom are you glorious?"

"Your children are dead, who are you trying to earn a future for?"

"You alone die. Whose dignity are you defending? ”

"Your kings are broken, what are you protecting?"

"You died in battle, what else is there in Gatu?"

"What else do you have?"

Feng Li's shouting really made the Gatu soldiers stunned. These words are a pain in their hearts, a shame! This moment of stagnation. Fengli and the Reaper Legion certainly wouldn't miss such an opportunity to stab at the enemy as fast as they could. The Gatu soldier collapsed in a daze. The eyes were relieved with guilt. As long as they die on the battlefield, it is glory, and what else is there to protect, they just want to die.

Fengli also had a time when he was worried, and if he could have the help of archers after the shouting just now, he would definitely be able to wipe out Jiatu. It's just that the Reaper Darksword now only has a melee weapon in his hand. Those fallen clansmen made the Gatu soldiers instantly realize that they didn't ask for anything, they just wanted to be men who died on the battlefield. If you die on the battlefield, you must be happy and kill all the enemies. The Fengli in front of them is their enemy, not any other identity, just an enemy. And the enemy, either win or lose. If you win, you will be my glory, and if you lose, you will die with honor. Between pitching, worthy of heaven and earth, between the enemy, indifferent life and death.

With such a generous spirit of death and a relaxed and indifferent mentality, the pressure in my heart suddenly disappeared, and Jiatu's movements and agility improved. It's still there, the Grim Reaper Dark Sword never cares who the enemy in front of them is, what they think about is the death of those who stand in their way. When they calmed down, all the people fell. Those who are detached in mentality and those who are indifferent to life and death have fallen.

The people of Gatu, all those who came to the court of Gatu to participate in the battle of protection, died in battle. The Grim Reaper's Dark Sword, which came out of the city of Angola Ruz and had been following the wind away, all fell. The wind and sand are all over the sky, the sunset is like blood, and the sad song is in the heart.

Feng Li knelt on the battlefield strewn with corpses and kowtowed three times. I'm sorry, my soldiers, my brothers. I make you so miserable, so painful that you want to end your life. I'm sorry, forgive my selfishness, I can't help but do it, I really don't want to see more bloodshed, but I let you shed your own blood for it. With so many brothers together, you will not be alone on the Huangquan Road. And I will be with you soon. I can face Gatu's death with indifference, but I can't face your tearful grief. When you come to the Nine Springs, you can beat me, scold me, and question me. I will go to the Hades Palace to explain that this killing and sin is my fault, my own fault, and I hope that you will be reincarnated in the city of Angola Ruz. Rest assured, the city of Angola Ruz is definitely a national peace and security, it is definitely the life you like, and it is also the peace and happiness that I hope you, our border people, and Angola Ruz City can enjoy.

Where corpses are everywhere, blood is soaked; Indulge in loneliness, and fight for every inch of land. I am born, you don't want to take half a step; When I die, it is also the Great Wall of flesh and blood, and my flesh and blood will grow branches to slow you down. This is the belief of the city of Ruz in Angola, and it is also the belief of Gatu, whose lives have never been dedicated to the land that gave birth to them.

Feng Li looked at the desolation in front of him, countless cold touches, they were the best soldiers in Angola Ruz City. Their eyes were firm and persistent, looking at themselves full of trust, and finally fell on this road of no return.

"Military Sayings" said: "The country of rejuvenating teachers, don't be Longen first; The country that is conquered must first feed the people." He who overcomes the few, grace; Defeat the strong with the weak, and the people too. Therefore, it is not easy for a good general to raise a soldier; Therefore, if the three armies are united, their victory will be perfect. The wind is gone, but it is so fierce.

Wen Mu stroked Feng Li's shoulder, Feng Li raised his head, and Wen Mu was surprised to find that Feng Li had burst into tears. Surprised, he pulled Feng Li up, and Feng Li leaned on Wen Mu and cried silently. Wen Mu was extremely distressed, what kind of heartache made Feng Li, who had always been strong, cry like this.

"Feng Li, don't be afraid, I'm by your side!" Wen Mu tightened his arms and hugged Feng Li even tighter.

"Wen Mu, they're blaming me. They are disgusted with the blood and sin on their hands, they are disgusted with their lives, and they are blaming me with their lives. "Feng Li's observation is keen. The kind of battle in which the Grim Reaper Dark Sword soldiers disregard life is that they don't care about life, killing too many people and paying for their lives.

"How? They are doing the final battle for the Angolan city of Ruz, but there are too many enemies and they have to fight hard. If you can't die, you can only die in battle. "What Wen Mu said is also true, on the one hand, these soldiers are indifferent to life and death, on the other hand, there are indeed too many enemies, and they can only fight hard. They just don't care about themselves, just because Feng Li is around, they need to kill all the enemies desperately to give Feng Li a chance to escape.

Feng Li is the soul of Angola Ruz City, no matter what, you must let Feng Li go back, which is why the Grim Reaper Dark Sword must be alive. It's not that they want to be blamed by their conscience, it's that they know that in this way, regardless of one thing, they can put aside all the marshals to bring a different tomorrow to the city of Angola Ruz.

"No, they're blaming me." Feng Li was sure of his observations.

"Either way, they accomplished their mission, they did what they were supposed to do, what they could. Feng Li, they are desperate to protect us because we have more important tasks to complete, and we can't let them down. We still have what we haven't done and should be done! Wen Mu understood that Fengli was overwhelmed by despair and pain, and overwhelmed by the death of his own brother.

"Hmm." Feng Li nodded on Wen Mu's shoulder. At this time, she realized that since she was crying on Wen Mu's shoulder, she got up embarrassedly, and the bitterness and pain all turned into helplessness.

"Fengli, don't think about it. I wish you could lean on me like this, and I like it very well that you lean on me like this. I also want you to know that I can still rely on you when you are aggrieved and tired, I am something you can rely on, you don't have to do anything by yourself, I am always by your side. Wen Mu held Feng Li's shoulders and let Feng Li look into his eyes, wanting her to know that he was different to her.

"Can I rely on others?" Feng Li's tone when he said this was extremely trance-like. Since taking charge of the city of Angola Ruz, Feng Li only knows his responsibilities and missions, and forgets what else he can get.

"Yes, I am your dependence, and I will always be your reliance." Wen Mu's answer was calm and resolute, with affection and tenderness. (To be continued......)