"Waha, weak ants, surrender to the Star and Moon Kingdom, obediently open the city gate and surrender. Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info "Madeh looked up to the sky and laughed, so indispensable, only I am the only one."

At this moment, Mader felt very good.

The morale of the soldiers in White Horse City has fallen into a trough, and even the morale of some alchemy warriors is not good.

The swordsmen under Moore's command are even more defeated, and they are not the opponents of the Star and Moon swordsmen.

Their momentum is sluggish, resulting in a greatly reduced combat power.

"Are we going to lose?" There are soldiers who ask themselves, and finally collapse.

They despair at the thought that they will die, and that their family and companions behind them will also die.

The enemy was too strong, and their patron god, the White Horse City Lord, had not appeared for a long time, and they were no longer able to fight.

At this time, the difference between a human soldier and an alchemy warrior is reflected.

Although the morale was low, the alchemy warriors were still fighting and did not flinch, while some of the soldiers of White Horse City on the city wall ran directly from the city wall and fled.

This is also why alchemist warriors are the mainstream of warfare in this world.

As long as the Lord will not die, they will never take half a step back.

The Moti horse riding on the griffin, with the all-powerful knight, will be the straw that breaks the camel's back.

But Motima suddenly changed direction, and actually rushed towards the griffon hero, and was still shouting.

It's a pity that it's too far away for the griffon hero to hear clearly.

"Haha, Motima, do you also think that the overall situation has been decided, and there is no need to go again?"

"That's true, these scum, our Star and Moon Kingdom can be wiped out." The griffon hero burst into laughter, and his voice resounded throughout the battlefield.

Killing the newly-burning hope of the White Horse Castle, he just felt that it was so wonderful.

Motima wanted to slap the fool to death.

He hurried up, hoping that it was still too late.

Unfortunately, he soon stopped.

It's too far away, and that person is finally starting to do it.

Motima looked at the griffon hero with the eyes of a dead man.

The griffon hero is puzzled, why do you look at me like this?

Don't think I'm afraid of you if you're a rising star in the kingdom.

Hey? Why do the heavens and the earth rotate?

He saw his body, saw a blur behind it, and then he was plunged into eternal darkness.

Yang Ming's dagger swung, blood splattered, and a dagger that emitted a chill shone with dazzling brilliance in the sun.

It illuminated the eyes of the soldiers of White Horse City, the gloomy face of Motima, and the ghostly expressions of the heroes on the stars and moon.

Let's go!

A bloody head fell from the sky, rolled on the spot a few times, and then came to a standstill.

"This, this?" The soldiers were speechless for a while.

Hope was shattered, and they were disheartened, but they didn't expect that in the blink of an eye, the enemy hero who poured salt on their wounds would be in a different place?

Why?

The soldiers looked up and suddenly saw a huge royal griffin, standing in a posture that would never give in.

"He's, it's him, it's really him."

"He's not dead?"

Doppelganger. Sure enough. Motima was gloomy, thinking that he was just a small person, but he didn't expect to actually kill a hero on their side.

Heroes are valuable combat power, the strength of alchemy warriors led by heroes and alchemy warriors without heroes is very different, in the fiercest war with White Horse City, they did not lose a hero, but they did not expect to be broken tonight.

Sure enough, he couldn't be left behind.

Modima regretted a little, he knew that he should have told the other companions about Augustine's information, but at that time, Modima thought that Yang Ming's strength was not very strong, although there were things that he valued, but he didn't make a big deal to tell his companions about the past one by one.

He ordered the griffons to rush towards Yang Ming, but Yang Ming had already used the griffins as pedals to regain his feet on the ground.

"This is the world of the strong, and the weak are not qualified to stand here."

"Tell me, are you weak, or are you strong?" Yang Ming kicked the frightened giant royal griffin, flipped in the air, landed safely, poured a bottle of life potion, looked at everyone, seemed to be slow, but in fact roared quickly.

The Life Elixir was also contributed by the Assassin Mentor, and he was truly a good Mentor.

Some shield warriors rushed up while the swordsman's momentum was sluggish, and saw Yang Ming directly holding his shield to attack.

Yang Ming gave up the dagger, because the dagger was almost broken, only the last dagger was left, the wind spirit sword was in his hand, the sword qi attacked, the armor was broken, and the shield warrior fell down with a whimper.

The gap between the two sides is not very big, as long as the Star Moon Kingdom does not capture the city wall, then they still have a chance.

Rumble!!!

"If you have time to care about others, you might as well worry more about your own life."

"I said, you're mine."

He stepped on the aura of a hero, wore bright silver chain mail, and his demeanor was superb and his momentum was amazing.

There is only one person, but it gives people the momentum of thousands of troops.

Boom Boom!

A continuous roar resounded over the walls, and the all-powerful knights followed their heroes and jumped from the griffons in mid-air.

He is none other than Motima, the rising star of the Star-Moon Kingdom, the idol of the kingdom.

A hundred sixth-order all-round knights, plus a hero of unknown strength, who could rival the fourth-order powerhouse Modima, they climbed the walls of White Horse City, and Yang Ming's morale that had just been boosted by the assassination of the griffin hero fell to the bottom again.

"Motima, he actually rushed to the city wall, who else can stop it? Who else can stop him? ”

"There is no one else but the lord of the city." Moore, who is also a hero, can't do it.

The war in the past few days has already made the soldiers see the strength of Modima.

"Little Mouse, I've found you." Motima did not take the initiative to attack, but seemed to be searching, and finally saw Yang Ming, his crazy temperament dissipated, and he strode towards Yang Ming.

The all-powerful knight turned into a foot fight, closely following Modiama's side, and the soldiers and alchemy warriors who stood in the way along the way were all wiped out by this group of wolf-like guys.

It's as simple as crushing a bedbug on the side of the road.

This made the white horse soldiers angry and helpless.

When the difference in strength reaches a certain distance, it is difficult for the brave to mention the courage to fight hard.

Now Motima has done just that.

Yang Ming was sweating like rain, and the battle beyond the limit was not so easy to do.

Especially when he finally needed to jump in the air, he couldn't attract the attention of the griffin hero to approach him, and even made Yang Ming use the ghost aura, resulting in a large consumption of physical strength, which had reached the limit.

Now I can stand, all with a breath of support.

But when the danger came, Yang Ming still forced his physical strength, continued to act, and continued to fight.

As long as you don't die, as long as you still have a breath left, then keep fighting.

Fight, fight, fight!

A never-ending battle.

Fight to the death.

Fight to madness.

Fight to the end of the world.

Fight!

The black flame burned, and the death dagger became Yang Ming's last hope.