On the brutal battlefield soaked in blood, the Roman general Massimus, who was in high spirits before the expedition, was already covered with bruises at this time, and the silver heavy armor was covered with bloody scars.

He didn't expect that the Han Dynasty army on the opposite side would be so strong.

Such a tyrannical army, neither the Carthaginian mercenaries nor the Sabbath cavalry can be compared, these soldiers are like the army of gods from mythological stories!

Facing the black-haired, yellow-skinned Eastern soldiers in front of him, speaking a language he didn't understand, Massimus fell to his knees weakly on the corpse-strewn plain. The brown pupils shone with a glint of despair and admiration from the heart.

-- Even if you don't want to admit it, the enemy's general is indeed several times more capable than himself.

In this battle, I can be said to have lost completely, and there is no turnaround!

A path was opened among the soldiers ahead, and a man on horseback, wearing a light helmet and light armor, ran out.

Massimus knew that this man must be the general of the enemy army. The dignity of being a general allowed him to support his broken body and stand up slowly.

"You...... What is your name? He asked in Latin.

Standing in front of Massimus on horseback, the tall general shook his head, then turned around and walked away.

Massimus soon realized that he didn't understand his words. He laughed helplessly, and then was beheaded by a soldier walking behind him.

The expedition of the Roman army came to an end with the death of the commander.

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"Those who offend me will be punished even if they are far away! The Han army of the stellar wreckage crushed the Romans! Seeing the defeat of the two Roman players, the Black Hand was so excited that his voice changed his tone.

"That, the Hun cavalry doesn't seem to be the Han Dynasty army, right?" History just learned this part of the "damnation" and weakly corrected it.

However, at this time, the black hand soldier didn't have time to care about this kind of thing at all, so he just said happily:

"In this way, this challenge has finally become one-on-one, and the next star wreckage will have to face the developing Indians!"

Although he didn't mean to be partial, the Black Hand knew that the result of the game was already obvious.

As he expected, the iron hooves of the Han Dynasty army quickly bulldozed the Indian camps that had not yet developed to the later stage, and this challenge competition with a huge disparity in numbers finally came to an end.

Seeing that the five people who participated in the game had retreated to the game room, the Black Hand suppressed the joy in his heart and said:

"Even if our challengers lose, the four finalists will each receive an iPhone as a prize, and the other contestants will also receive a battle activation code for our new fighting game, Swire Heroes! Thank you for participating! ”

Although it is said that four mobile phones will be issued, even if the price of the four mobile phones is combined, it is less than a fraction of a "Hurricane Prototype", so the Black Hand is still very happy at this time.

Just looking at the hundreds of thousands of viewers in the live broadcast room, he knew that this "First Hellfire Challenge" had achieved the goal of publicity.

With the help of Zhao Nuo and Xia Xiaoling's fame to promote, it is really the right choice, so that the popularity of both the Hellfire battle platform and the upcoming new fighting game has been greatly improved!

"Those two guys have really become well-known, if only I could reach this level sometime......" The Black Hand muttered to himself.

"Huh?"

The voice of a female high school student who was live streaming with her partner in confusion came from the headset, and the Black Hand remembered that his live broadcast was not over yet, and immediately began to cover up the "live broadcast mistake" just now:

"After watching such a passionate game, everyone must be excited, right? This live broadcast is also coming to an end. The time of the next Hellfire Festival will be announced on the battle platform, so that's it, goodbye everyone! ”

"Wait a minute, what about the feature film? You haven't advertised your snack shop today! There was a complaint from the audience in the barrage. But the Black Hand still went offline and left the live broadcast room, and then sent a private chat to Zhao Nuo in the battle platform:

"Well done, we saved a lot of money in this way!"

Seeing the lines sent by the businessman, Zhao Nuo smiled slightly and sent a response: "I said I could win a long time ago." ”

-- When he plays games, he doesn't bother with things like "saving money for the company", and if someone comes to take on the challenge, he will do his best.

Now it seems that those four people do not have the ability to compete with themselves in "full force mode".

However, even if the opponent's strength is poor, 1V4 is still very tiring.

Standing up and moving his somewhat sore waist, he was about to go to the restaurant to find something to eat, when he heard a girl still wrapped in a quilt behind him speak:

"Did you win......

"Well, how could I possibly lose." Zhao Nuo said with a smile.

Hearing his words, Xia Xiaoling, who was still groggy and dazed, finally came to her senses and said, "Zhao Nuo is so powerful. ”

"Of course." Zhao Nuo patted his chest, and his pride was overflowing.

He walked up to Xia Xiaoling, brushed away a strand of messy hair on the girl's forehead, tested the temperature of her forehead with the back of his hand, and nodded: "No problem, it should be good to sleep." ”

Fortunately, she just had a common cold and did not have a high fever, so she should be able to recover naturally even if she didn't take medicine.

After confirming that Xia Xiaoling had no problem, and was about to leave, Zhao Nuo heard the girl behind him speak again:

"Don't go ......"

"Huh?" Zhao Nuo looked back at her somewhat pale side face.

In a silence, I only heard Xia Xiaoling say word by word: "Help me ...... PSV…… Bring it ......"

"Damn, just get a game console, don't make it like a last word, scare me." Zhao Nuo complained.

Following Xia Xiaoling's instructions, he found a black PSV in the warehouse on the first floor and delivered it to the lazy girl with a cold.

"Thank you Zhao Nuo, you are the best......" Xia Xiaoling whispered when she took over the game console.

"Don't be okay, send me a good person card, okay." Zhao Nuo said helplessly, standing in front of the window and staring at the dark sky outside.

In winter, the days are very short, only half past four in the afternoon, and the sky tends to fall into the night. Standing in the "secret base" full of various game peripheral props, Zhao Nuo was about to go downstairs to get a can of drinks, but he heard the "boss" who was in the same room with him speak again.

As usual, the content of her speech this time was still unexpected:

Zhao Nuo...... Do you want...... Have a relationship with me? ”R1152