Iverson felt that today was his most memorable day, and all the experiences of the first half of his life combined did not have such ups and downs as today. Well, of course, it could also be the last day.

First of all, when he got the news that the Warcraft was about to attack the Fenglong territory, the great kingdom Heroic Spirit was on top, and Iverson, who had just taken the weapon for less than three months and had never experienced any war, suddenly lost his expression. By the time he had gained a clearer understanding of the noble lords who had come to dominate in the past three months, he had no more expectations for reinforcements from Wallatzer.

Indeed, when Iverson first saw the well-equipped adventurers, the so-called reinforcements, he almost felt like the sky was about to fall.

Later, the warrior with the strange shield among the adventurers communicated with Chief Willen and began to lead them to repair the station. Listening to the veteran Will, this is a Northland warrior who has undergone rigorous training in the far north to transfer, and he is really much stronger than these kingdom recruits. In addition, the adventurer who was the leader, the mage who was in charge of the crimson gunpowder, took out the head of the wild boar leader before the battle, and when the monster was attacking the city, he also cut off the head of the wind wolf leader with his own hands, which made him renew his hope for victory, and that hope was as bright and dazzling as the sun.

No, it was as ephemeral and fleeting as a beautiful sunset, and just as he was raising his hope, the next moment the demonic beast that came out of the terrifying dark mountain range made his hope collapse in an instant.

The Almighty Lord is above, the Grim Reaper who governs destiny, oh my God, what do I see? Isn't that the violent bear whose name was often mentioned when he was a child and made the child stop crying? How did these terrible devils get out of the Dark Mountains?

Then, the only obstacle to the wooden wall was easily torn down, and they retreated again and again under the command of Chief Willen, until at last there was no way back, and they were surrounded by the violent bears.

Iverson looked desperately and blankly at the huge, ferocious and tyrannical bears, completely cutting off hope.

But the stern but earnest Lord Willen was right when he said, "The glory of the kingdom shines forever on the people of the kingdom of Hobert, and glory is my life!" ”

Glory is my life!

Iverson muttered to himself, and inexplicably felt the blood in his heart boiling little by little. Strange, he thought that he had worked hard since he was a child, and he had long lost any enthusiasm.

His hands trembled slightly, and the violent bear in front of him was still so fierce that it was difficult to match. But he didn't seem so fearful anymore.

The only thing left of Chief Willen standing beside him was his right hand, but the sword he held was so meticulous, and the look in his bloodshot eyes was as determined.

And the companions, one by one the soldiers who had taken care of him fell, or were torn apart by the violent bear, but none of them flinched.

Will, who often boasted that he had been through the vicissitudes of war, had survived the November Bauhinia War, had also fallen, and he had fallen from exhaustion on the way back to his old age, and no one could spare his hands to save him.

kept muttering that he wanted to go home, and the recruit Alain, who was like him, also fell, he always liked to be flamboyant, cheating and slippery, whether it was training, or the tasks assigned by Chief Willen, he had never completed what Commander Willen said about him as required, like this, on the battlefield, he was the first to die. And the fact is also the same, when the Storm Bear just rushed up, he forgot the explanation that Chief Willen had originally explained during training that he could not resist in the face of a strong enemy, and rushed forward with a spear, but was easily slapped into a meat pie by the powerful Storm Bear. But, but, Alain didn't flinch in the face of the violent bear!

What about the adventurers? Iverson suddenly remembered that it had been a while since there had been any movement from the adventurer. Just half an hour ago, they were still holding up. Are they finally holding on? All back into the arms of the Lord? They were all good, and even jumped off the wooden wall and fought hand-to-hand with the monster in the previous battle. Commander Willen said, "Kingdom soldiers, that's how it should be."

Well, that's how it should be!

Glory is my life!

There were fewer and fewer companions, and his back was clinging to that of Commander Willen.

Iverson's snort grew heavier and heavier, and he watched the bear get closer and closer to him, the smell of the fish making him vomit. he

Clenching the spear in his hand tightly, he kept whispering in his mouth, "Glory is my life, glory is my life!" ”

Soldier! Charge! For the glory of the kingdom, charge!

"Charge!" Iverson shouted, and his heart burst out with vigorous fighting spirit, and he launched a charge towards the violent bear.

He walked steadfastly, and his spear was like a dragon. The forward gesture is as recorded in the books, in ancient times, in this land, the first king of the Hobert kingdom, Finnley? Austin and his knights fearlessly charged against the Elder Dragons.

Boom!

The soldier's spear stabbed on the paw of the stormy bear, stabbing a little blood, and bright red appeared on the black fur. In the same way, he also provoked the anger of the Violent Bear, and the Violent Bear roared violently, and slapped a palm on him before Iverson could react.

Iverson suddenly felt that his body was hit by a thousand-pound hammer, and he vomited blood like no money, and fell to the ground with serious injuries.

He lay on his back on the ground, and blood had already flowed from the cold ground. The bear's paws rose again, obscuring Iverson's vision.

Is it over? Iverson smiled brightly at the moment of death, and he was relieved that he had finally wielded his spear in the face of an invincible foe.

Iverson's eyes seemed to flash the scene of walking on the grass when he was a child, twilight was approaching, he was still walking on the way home, the grass was so soft that he wanted to lie on it and squint secretly for a while, the melodious flute came from nowhere, and the aroma of straw made him intoxicated.....

Even when I meet my parents' souls at Heavenly Mountain, they will be so proud of me! Iverson smiled, thinking happily.

Suddenly, he noticed that the violent bear suddenly stopped moving in his hand. He waited for a while, and the foul bear's foul smell gradually faded away from him.

Curiosity made him resist the pain of a broken bone, he got up a little, and where his vision was, one by one the violent bears suddenly gave up killing and receded like a tide.

Is it over?

A hint of disbelief rose in Iverson's heart, and then he saw the group of adventurers appear at the end of his vision.

His pupils shrank, and in the adventurer squad, the leader of the mage carried a head in his hand.

Is that? The head of a stormy bear? No, no! It's the head of the Bear Leader!

Is it all over?

Iverson's eyes darkened with bone-chilling pain, and he fell to the ground with a smile on his lips.