Just kidding, who is Han Xing? That's the holder of the Death Bracelet and the Spear of Judgment, even if you want to sell your soul, at least you have to be a big guy like Satan and Anubis to be qualified to bid, right? Where is the turn to get the little character in front of me, who is not well-known and doesn't know where to emerge from the King of Bones?

"Tremble, in front of the great king of bones, Duinheim's divine might, humble Fan~" I saw (shēn) a skeleton giant more than ten meters tall raise his big feet that were several meters long and wide, and saw that he was about to fall on Han Xing's and the others (shēn), but he didn't even have time to finish the word "fan", and it stopped abruptly.

I saw that the city was filled with billowing white mist, in which there flashed orange fire, and rumbling like an earthquake. I saw that Duinheim, the king of bones who was still arrogant just now, hit the ground on the back of his head as if he had stepped on a banana peel, and collapsed with a bang, turning into broken bones scattered all over the ground.

With the fall of Duinheim, the ensuing coercion also disappeared, and the eerie green light in the sky faded at a speed visible to the eyes (ròu), and soon everything was back to a sunny, cloudless morning, and everything that had just happened seemed like a nightmare.

"What? That's it? Your master actually fell because of his unstable center of gravity, and then threw himself into a pile of bones? Are you going to laugh at me, or are you going to me off? Count Sāo was dumbfounded, and he confronted Hosenstein.

Such a bull (bī) roaring king of bones actually fell on his own heels and fell himself to death? Please, are you a big boss, and you are not an osteoporotic middle-aged and elderly person! Actually died because of a fall? I'm so sorry for the audience we're waiting for!

However, Han Xing knew that things (qíng) were not as simple as Count (sāo) imagined! Could the King of Bones slip and fall because he is not careful?

Of course not, that's because Han Xing dispatched artillery and shelled him! It's just that everyone's attention is focused on the King of Bones (shēn), and the roar of the cannon is drowned out by his footsteps! In addition, the smoke of gunpowder after the artillery (shè) hit filled the city, obscuring the shadow of the artillery (shēn). Coupled with the huge visual impact of the King of Bones collapsing, no one noticed that Han Xing had used artillery!

"Rest assured, Lord Count, how can my master be defeated so easily? Let's wait and see! Hosenstein had confidence in his master, Duinheim, and he just smiled and shook his head, motioning for Count Sāo to look at it.

Han Xing at the head of the city did not forget to taunt Duinheim, "Hahaha, King of Bones? Phew! Isn't it just a skeleton? (shēn) is the most humble existence in the world of the undead, and you don't even have the slightest realization! The king of bones, skeletons are skeletons, not to mention more than ten meters tall, even if you grow to the sky, you are just cannon fodder! What's so great about growing tall? You can't even learn to walk, you're a shame on the undead creature world! ”

"You humble mortal, I have changed my mind, I will tear you to pieces, and imprison your soul (jìn) at the bottom of hell forever, and scorch and torture you with the fire of hell forever!" The scattered pile of bones floated again under the green light, and the air echoed Duinheim's majestic, angry voice.

"Really?" Han Xing sneered and quietly took out the Eye of Horus.

A raging fire burned on the bones that had been put back together, and an unpleasant smell of burnt paste wafted through the air, and Duinheim's proud and majestic voice turned into screams and wails. The skeleton giant, which had already been repaired, collapsed again and scattered all over the ground, and a thick black death gas burst out from the skeleton giant's skull, turning into a black skull, which was obviously Duinheim's body.

Even without his body, Duinheim could not escape the flames, and he struggled and wailed in the flames, letting out a terrible scream, and even his face was distorted. At this time, it was noon, and the sun was already dazzling, so everyone present didn't notice that the Eye of Horus in Han Xing's hand was also glowing.

As the initiator of all this, Han Xing looked at Duinheim, who was struggling and wailing in the flames, with a playful face, and then said pretendly: "Oops~ Lord Duinheim, what's wrong with you?" You seem to be afraid of light! No way? You are the king of bones, how can the sunshine hurt you? ”

"Ah~ I won't let you go if I'm a ghost~Ahhhh

"If you're still a ghost, you won't let me go? Big brother, you've become a skeleton, shouldn't you have become a ghost a long time ago? Besides, I have the Eye of Horus (shēn), and even if you become a ghost, you won't be able to beat me! Come once, die once, toss to the end, the soul can only be scattered, you can only be yourself, think about it! Han Xing said with a bad taste in his heart.

Now even Hosenstein was dumbfounded, he took three steps and made two steps, came to the scattered bones and slag, and fell on it and cried out with tears: "Master, master! Lord Duinheim! ”

Han Xing put away the Eye of Horus without a trace, and then arrogantly sneered: "I thought the King of Bones was so amazing, but I didn't expect it to be a light death!" ”

"Don't be complacent, my master will be back! When the time comes, you will be cut by a thousand cuts! Hosenstein glared at Han Xingdao and roared hysterically.

"Okay, I'll wait!" Han Xing said with a bad taste, in fact, he was 100% sure that the King of Bones was dead and could not die again, because he had already received a hint from the space:

"Duinheim continues to be burned by the Eye of Horus, and the target is dead!"

A minute passed, five minutes passed, ten minutes passed, and the pile of white bones on the ground was still lying in the sun. Han Xing, who knew it, began his taunt again: "What kind of stan, why do you worship this rotten bone frame?" Why don't you say goodbye to me? You see that I killed your former master, doesn't it prove that I am better than him? You call this "Eyes Don't Know Mount Tai", I'm the great god, okay? ”

"Siege, start siege!" Count Sāo was so angry that he blew his beard and glared, he slumped to the ground like a puddle of mud, and Heathenstein, who was crying vigorously holding Duinheim's ashes like a filial son, then drew his sword from his waist and waved it.

However, the knights of the Na (sāo) army looked at each other, even the ** division hit a wall here, and the skeleton giant more than ten meters high collapsed with a bang, such a powerful thing can't take this city, just our blood (ròu) body, isn't this sending to death, filling the pit?

So of course, the subsequent siege did not have any desired effect at all, and the morale of the Na (sāo) army was frustrated, plus many of them knew Han Xing's "great reputation" and the strength of the elite army under his command.

In fact, after this episode, even a knight who had never seen Han Xing's power in the past could be regarded as an eye-opener this time. How many of them can catch artillery shells with their bare hands?

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In the evening, Han Xingzheng enjoyed a sumptuous dinner with the residents of Ganquan Village.

Of course, these fresh and delicious delicacies are all from Han Xing's [seaside area], and the freshest vegetables and fruits are eaten by everyone.

In stark contrast to the laughter and laughter in the city, the gloomy clouds in the prints of the Count of Sāo outside the city, the weak spears of the soldiers, the laughter in the city and the smell of food (yòu) all tease their already restless hearts. For these medieval commoners, fighting a war was a shortcut to make a fortune, and it was a good opportunity to have a full stomach. The food they eat in Ping (rì) is like rubbish compared to the authentic French delicacies on Han Xing's table!

Even the nobles could not eat fresh fruit in winter, and even dried fruit was wishful thinking. But Han Xing is the most comprehensive and abundant fruit platter. From watermelons to pineapples, bananas, grapes, and what few people know is that the space also offers the exchange of agricultural and sideline products. Or rather, most people think of eating, not planting!

At the peak of the banquet in the city, Kevin hurriedly walked towards Han Xing, and whispered a few words in Han Xing's ear.

Han Xing followed Kevin to the rear of the Water Gate, where there was a newly built temporary pier. It was newly built when Han Xing left, and although Ganquan Village is adjacent to the Lena River, it has never considered taking advantage of this in the past. It wasn't until Han Xing took over Paderborn that he discovered that Göttingen and Ganquan Village (shēn) were in the same river, and that a wharf was built and a water trade route was established.

"Lord Earl, you're back!" I saw a bearded man sitting under the wall, holding a tin cup and pouring water, and when he saw Han Xing coming, he shouted with joy. So much so that the water in the cup spilled on himself (shēn) and soaked his placket!

"You are?" Han Xing didn't remember this guy at all, and he touched his head, trying to find out the impression about this bearded man.

"Lord Earl, I'm Gerov! That Jewish merchant, the Jewish merchant who helped Baron Bird rebuild the castle! The bearded man took out a six-pointed star pendant from his neck and shook it.

"Ao~ It's you!" Han Xing immediately remembered him, no wonder Han Xing, for Han Xing, he has been in the [Mummy] world for four years, of course he will not remember this Gerov! But speaking of Jews, Han Xing has met him in his life, so he will naturally be impressed!

"Lord Earl, something is wrong!" Gerov slowly drank the remaining water from the cup, then wiped his lips and beard with his sleeve, and then said eagerly.