219. Survive

"Warriors, I'm glad you proved your mettle!"

"I'm so proud that the Dongwei Kingdom can have warriors like you!"

"Now the army of the Holy Lancers is outside, and they may rush in at any time, I only have one word!"

His Royal Highness paused, and said affectionately and firmly in front of everyone: "Absolon will be with you, may the golden lion shine forever on the land of Dongwei!" ”

"Swear to follow Your Highness to the death!"

"May the golden lion shine forever on the land of Dongwei!"

"Hooray! Banzai!! ”

Morey, who was outside the city, couldn't help frowning when he heard the shouts of unity inside the city.

He didn't expect that Absolon would be able to gather such a group of defeated soldiers, in his expectation, when the city was broken was when Amos surrendered to him, he was ready to take prisoners, but he didn't expect that the other party didn't act according to the script.

Now the Dongwei people inside are very popular, and if you want to take them down, you will definitely spend more money.

It's just that.

"Who's afraid of whom!"

With the Titans and Thunder in his hand, Morey danced a sword flower in his hand, jumped off the boat and silently walked to the blocked city gate.

Hyde was the first to react and followed in Morey's footsteps, followed by Balta, Johnson and Andy a little slower to follow Morey's footsteps.

And the soldiers of the Far Eastern Army who were scattered at the gate of the city also involuntarily followed behind them.

Gourd, who was a lookout from the sky, quickly noticed the change.

Morey is like a rolling droplet, every time he passes by the side of a Far Eastern soldier, there is a Far Eastern soldier integrated into it, at the beginning it was just a little Morey, slowly behind him more and more people gathered, and when he really stood at the gate of the city, there was already a stormy wave behind him.

Although there are no grandiose words, there is a fire in everyone's chest, which burns their hearts and boils their blood.

If all the noisy sounds can be removed at this time, then you can hear the cries of these Far Eastern soldiers standing silently outside the city.

"Kill!"

Morey swung his greatsword and slashed at the gate, and the sharp greatsword tore a hole in the blocked gate.

"Kill!!"

Not to be outdone, Hyde and the others directly expanded the rift into a large hole large enough for people to pass.

"Kill !!"

The soldiers of the Far Eastern Army, who had long been unable to suppress their desire to fight, crossed Morey and the others, smashed the remaining obstacles with their bodies, and brandished their swords to fight with the oncoming Amos personal soldiers.

"Holy Lancer, die!"

A pro-soldier was desperately opened in his back and went directly to Morey's side.

A tragic sword light with the last rays of his life slashed towards Morey's face.

It's just that for Morey, his speed is still too slow.

The Titan leaned up to block the cold sword light, and the thunder was as light as a spear, and it was closed with a single stab.

The warrior on the opposite side covered his throat and fell down unwillingly.

"The Piercing Succeeded!"

"Hit the key point and deal 25 lethal damage to the target!"

"Death to the target!"

"Energy infusion detected, gain 500 soul energy points."

A mid-level professional, who can be regarded as a mid-to-senior officer in Taya City, has not been able to make a move in Morey's hands.

The rest of the Dongwei warriors also seemed to notice the difference in Morey, and they rushed over like crazy, almost using their own flesh and blood to block their swords, creating an opportunity for their brothers to attack.

It's a pity that although they performed so bravely, the result made them fall to the ground and die.

No matter who it was, whether it was a spear or a short sword, Morey lightly snatched the lives of these warriors who came to him with all his might, indifferent like a god of death walking in the mortal world.

Whether it was the blood that was cut by the sword and sprayed on his face, or the minced flesh that was shattered and stuck to his body by his [Fireball Technique], whether it was a mournful wail, or an unwilling roar before he died, it could not make his indifferent expression change in the slightest.

After all.

The hero of the enemy, the enemy of mine.

Although I admire your courage in fighting to the death, for the sake of the soldiers of the Far Eastern Army who accompany me on expeditions to foreign lands, then you should all die!

When the last Dongwei fell under the siege of the Far Eastern Army soldiers, the whole of Shiwinburg had become a bloody hell.

The stumps were scattered all over the stone slabs like branches cut off by a crappy lumberjack, and the corpses were no longer recognizable, because in the face of the mad Dongwei warriors, the officers and men of the Far Eastern Army could only pay tribute in a more frantic way, and the blood flowed from these dense wounds, trickling up the cracks in the stone to form shocking blood-colored streams.

Therefore, although they succeeded in occupying Fort Shwin, the officers and men of the Far Eastern Army had a complicated look.

They knew that the battle would be bloody, but they were deeply shocked by the tragic scene.

At the last moment when the blade entered the body and was dying, some Dongwei soldiers did not forget to spit a mouthful of blood and water at the soldiers of the Far Eastern Army and scolded the "Far Eastern dog". This kind of attack, which seemed to have no lethal power, was like a heavy whip that struck the soft hearts of the soldiers of the Far Eastern Army.

They even began to wonder if their fight was right, if it was really their own hands that destroyed each other's hard-won peaceful lives.

The crowd silently cleaned up the battlefield, and the women and children who could not fight were arranged to hide in the basement of Fort Shwin, and when they were escorted out and saw the corpses of the mountain of Eastern Wei soldiers, the fear and anger on their faces made every Far Eastern Army soldier known for their bravery dare not look directly at them.

Morey also noticed the change in the atmosphere in the army, and he was not surprised by this outcome, and it seemed that he could only slowly teach these fighters a psychological lesson.

"Huh?"

Out of the corner of his eye, Morey glanced at the captives who were walking towards the iceboat, when suddenly a somewhat familiar figure burst into his sight.

Although the person was carefully disguised and even changed his gender, Morey recognized the other person's identity at a glance.

"Absolon!"

Seeing that he could no longer pretend, Absolon, disguised as a maid, grabbed a wounded Far Eastern Army and put a dagger against his neck: "Don't move!" Whoever dares to take a step forward, I will kill him! ”

"You're not dead!" Somehow, when Morey saw Absolon dressed as a woman, it seemed as if a fire was about to burst out of his eyes.

"Joke! I am the son of a noble golden lion, how could I really die with those untouchables in such a senseless battle! As if to be able to see Morey's question, Absolon said disdainfully.