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An arrow came down from the hill and was nailed into the center of the camp before coming to an abrupt halt, and the terrible whistle immediately alarmed the whole battalion. In just a minute, all the soldiers were assembled in the center of the camp, surrounding the arrow that was stuck diagonally in the ground.

As soon as the crowd was divided, Little Barton walked in, only glanced at the arrow, and waved his hand heavily, "Immediately march quickly and go to the battlefield at full speed." ”

The military situation was urgent, and there was no time to even reorganize the army, so after saying that, Little Barton began to run eastward after the crowd, and the other soldiers did not need to command, they immediately spread their bodies and chased after them, and 500 people ran into a line between the snowy mountains.

These soldiers have a small success in cultivating the "Qi Condensation Technique", although they can't fly with a sword, but the speed is definitely not inferior to the fierce horse, and the column passes by, and a long snow dragon is brought out between the snowy mountains, which is spectacular from above. There was a chirp from the sky, and a shadow streaked over the soldiers' heads, as the blue-feathered shape-shifting crow chased after the army.

"Wait for me!" The dwarven scout Leonard Thunderspear crawled out of the tent and shouted and chased after him. After running a few steps, a bighorn rock sheep rushed out of the oblique thorn, and he quickly flipped up, barely keeping up with the tail of the team.

At this time, in the valley that split the hillock, the mountain people were still shouting, and no one noticed the black gas falling from behind.

The black qi was divided into it, and Vielan's tall figure was revealed, his face was a little pale at this time, but his eyes turned red, and his pupils turned into a vertical line.

Without a sound to wake up, he walked to the end of the group without saying a word, carrying in his right hand the two-handed hammer that had been taken from the thunderspear dwarf. The black qi was left behind him, gathering but not dispersing, like a dark flame.

After a few big strides to the crowd, Vielan's eyes flashed with a fierce light, his pupils instantly contracted into a line, let out a low roar, and swept away with a hammer. Hearing a "click" explosion, several corpses were swept out like broken pockets, slamming heavily on the cliff, splashing red and white in several large pieces.

The crowd, which had been noisy a moment ago, suddenly fell silent, and the people looked back in horror to see a large man with black flames standing at the back of the line, picking up the blood-stained war hammer again.

"Hmm!"

Vielan snorted heavily, his face distorted instantly, and the hammer swept in an arc in front of him, and several more people were broken in his way and flew out sideways.

A second later, the crowd exploded, and the mountain people who reacted roared wildly and killed it.

In the face of the rush of people, Vielan's face was expressionless, neither shocked nor happy, and he only focused on killing. His form began to spin like a spinning top, stirring up and forth in the narrow valley, and everywhere he went, the mountain people touched it and died.

At this time, he turned into a black fire, completely blocking the valley, allowing the mountain people to pounce, unable to advance a bit. After the initial stalemate, the speed of the "meat grinder" increased again, and the range of its attack became larger, rolling back, and the severed limbs and stumps were immediately scattered like fireworks.

Under the frenzied killing, the mountain people finally collapsed, and they no longer dared to approach, and they began to desperately squeeze forward. The front of the valley had long been crowded together, and then there was no gap, and the people in the back began to climb up, stepping on the heads of others and running forward, just to get away from this demon god.

The crowd rolled like a wave, layer upon layer, accumulating higher and higher, Vielan showed his figure, trampling on the ground with corpses approaching indifferently, and anyone who did not have time to escape was all beaten into meat sauce by him.

The frightened mountain people no longer had the fighting spirit, and they cried and howled, trampling their comrades, and far more were trampled to death than were killed. Finally, the wave of people, which had been stacked three and a half stories high, was driven away by Vielan alone, and slammed into the log wall.

I only heard the loud sound of "boom", the earth shook, the snow and fog rose up half a day high, and the double-layer log wall was forced to fall down by the fleeing mountain people.

Before the snow and mist fell, the mountain people panicked and all flocked into the camp, and now they could see where the remaining half of the syndicate army was. They were all on the rooftops, condescendingly spreading their bows, just waiting for them to pass.

Knowing that the road ahead is dangerous, but the back is desperately pushing, and the personal strength is so insignificant that the mountain people who ran up can no longer turn back. And so they overflowed unobstructed, like a flood bursting its banks, rushing to death......

The crowd passed through the gap in the barracks, and the sound of the deadly bowstring returning to its position immediately rang out, and the white-tailed arrows fell like a torrential rain. The mountain people fell to the ground in pieces, and the wounded were immediately trampled to death by their own people, and none of them survived.

The war has developed to this point and has turned into a complete slaughter.

"Slow down, kill slowly." Sauron shouted as he stood on a rooftop.

He understood that these mountain people were actually quite combative, but they didn't have the will and quality to fight, and they really drove them to a dead end, and the counterattack before death was definitely very lethal. Only by leaving them the hope of life, they will not fight to the death, of course, that will actually be a more complete death.

It only took a few minutes for the crowd to pass, and the army of mountain people who had left their corpses on the ground crashed headlong on Ultra Peak, and there was no way out. In despair, the mountain dwellers finally turned around and confronted the Syndicate army, forced to clench their weapons.

On the central axis of the camp, Sauron led a black-clad Vielan, his steps relaxed and comfortable, as if he was strolling leisurely. Wherever he passed, a conscidisade of bandits came out from behind the corner, and they gathered more and more after him.

"Fight with them!" Some of the mountain people shouted with a crying voice, and the morale of the mountain people, which had been extremely low, was finally lifted again.

"Don't don't, don't fight."

Sauron stopped when he was far away, waved his hands exaggeratedly and shouted, "We are not willing to go to war, and we are willing to be your soldiers, although this proposal has been vetoed by someone, but as long as you find out that warmonger and criticize it, we will not be guilty of the past, and we will take responsibility for maintaining the peace and tranquility of Alterac."

When the mountain people heard this, they looked at each other, and then remembered the negotiations between the two sides before the war, and now they look back on how stubborn Commander Gerda was in the beginning, so that he caused the current fiasco.

"Where is Gelda? Get him out! Someone started shouting, and gradually, more and more people joined in the denunciation, just as they had just scolded......

Soon, the crowd was divided, and a tall and thin young man was pushed out, and his feet stumbled to the ground. In front of him were the corpses of the mountain people, and the blood was flowing all over the ground, and the snow was scalding, and the blood mixed with the snow water, and the ground was muddy, and Gerda sat on the dark red mud.

The mountain people pointed at Gerda and cursed loudly, even picking up rocks and clods of dirt and throwing them, just as they had done with Leonard.

Sauron looked at Gerda, whose face was as dead as ashes, and after a long time, he lowered his head and asked, "Gerda Haas, you war maniac who has disregarded human life, do you have any regrets until now?"

"Hehe, hehe......" Gerda laughed miserably, laughing and laughing, and his voice grew louder and louder, until at last it turned into a wild laugh.

The mountain people all bowed their heads, their eyes flashing and they did not dare to look at him.

Sauron nodded in satisfaction, "Since you have nothing to say, then, on behalf of this mountain range and on behalf of the people of Alterac, I sentence you to ......"

Before Sauron's verdict was finished, a terrible shout suddenly came from the rear, "Enemy attack!" ”

Sauren was furious, turned around and scolded angrily, "Who is it again?!" (To be continued.) )