Feng Chen took a step, the Persian left him with an arm, and his hatred for the Persian had been raised to an unprecedented height in his heart, listening to the idiot in front of him, he did not laugh angrily.

"Will Persia only send some fools to make a name for themselves?"

The Persian envoy was visibly enraged, and drew his long whip and threw it at Feng Chen, "A crippled Spartan would dare to speak no evil!" ”

The only hand that sealed the dust grabbed the whip that was thrown at him without missing it, his eyes were cold, and Stelios next to him drew a short knife and jumped up, chopping off the hand he was holding the whip.

The Persian envoy was also a stiff man, and he did not cry out in severe pain, he gasped for breath and stared at Stelios in front of him.

"Get out of here! Xerxes's lackeys, go back and tell him that you are dealing with a group of free men, and that you should not send out fools like you to insult us again! Stalios looked murderous.

"The Master of Freedom? You will soon be slaves, your women, your children, your parents! The Persian envoy was still threatening to fight Stelius' heart because of the pain and muscle twitching, but this only ignited Stelius's anger.

Feng Chen walked up to him, with a cold air all over his body, not to kill him for the time being, he still had some questions to ask.

"You are not the first Persian envoy I killed, now I have some questions for you, I ask, you answer."

"First, how many classes does the Persian army have?"

"You must be the Spartan who broke in last night!" The convulsive face of the Persian envoy showed a smile of resentment and schadenfreude, "How is it?" It's not a good feeling to lose your arm! ”

Feng Chen picked up the short knife and cut off his other arm, his eyes narrowed, and he continued to ask:

"Second question, where's Epheart?"

At the same time, the Persian envoy, who had lost both hands, rolled on the ground in pain, and Stelius held him down with a kick, and the Persian envoy could only gasp for air.

"You think I'm going to tell you?! By noon today, you'll be a corpse! ”

"Third question," Feng Chen put the knife on his neck and said coldly, "Where is the guy who put the cold arrow last night?" ”

"Humph!" The Persian envoy said no more, wanting to take one last look at the spartan's disgraced face, but he was disappointed, and his face did not change, and then his world was left in darkness.

At this time, there was a shock from the ground under Feng Chen's feet, the dust was slightly raised, the stones trembled, and he took a deep look into the distance.

Tens of thousands of Persian troops spread up like a tide, walking on the narrow road of the winding mountains and like a galloping dragon, pointing at the hot springs.

"Line up! Battle Formation!! ”

Leodannis roared loudly, and all the Spartans retreated to the inside of the hot spring pass at great speed, only relying on the narrow hot spring pass to resist, Leodannis and Capton and dozens of elites held shields in front, just blocking the crossing, once the hand-to-hand combat, the narrow hot spring pass was condescending, seriously restricting the use of long weapons.

Spartan gun array, everyone has their own role in this phalanx, the front row of the shield wall resists, the back row stabs the enemy from the gap in the strict shield wall, once the external shield wall falls, the Spartan elite in the back will fill it as quickly as possible, this is the formation they have practiced day and night, and finally at this moment it is about to exude its due power.

And Feng Chen's lack of an arm makes him unable to lift a shield, so after consulting with Leodanis, he withdrew from the Spartan gun formation, and Feng Chen's withdrawal will not affect the normal operation of the Spartan gun formation, and he can move freely in the back, which is also what he wants.

The quickly lined up Spartan gun formation was silent, and everyone looked ahead.

Time seems to freeze here.

The wind blew the dust on the ground, and the entire hot spring pass began to be filled with a murderous atmosphere.

Feng Chen looked at the rainbow mane on Leodanis's helmet, and a golden ray of sunlight hit it to look sacred.

When I closed my eyes, I seemed to hear the sad and majestic chant of the pure maiden in the distance.

Finally, when it was near, countless Persian troops lined up in formation, and there were only three hundred men on their side.

At this time, the voice of existence sounded in my head.

"Side quest (3): Endless Killing

Description: The moth to the fire is the saddest and most brilliant, it uses its short life to tell you that the meaning of life does not care about the length, but depends on the direction, and now, as a Spartan, you should understand the meaning of your life, and you should also understand your honor.

For this, you have no way out.

Objective: Reward 1 mission point for each Persian cannon fodder killed,

10 quest points for each Persian infantry killed,

Reward 10 quest points for each Persian cavalry killed,

Reward 50 quest points for each Persian Priest killed,

For every Persian Barbarian killed, 100 quest points are awarded,

Reward 150 quest points for each Persian undead killed,

500 quest points for each elephant heavy soldier killed,

Killing the Persian Flesh Executioner rewards 200 quest points,

Killing the Persian Undead Berserker rewards 200 quest points,

Kill the Divine Envoy and reward 700 mission points. ”

"Accept." Feng Chen's face was expressionless, and now there was no way back.

Leodanis, standing in front of him with a spear in hand, his iron-blooded helmet was full of endless bloodthirsty eyes, his scarlet cloak fluttered in the wind, he was like a god of war, in the eyes of Feng Chen, his body was full of monstrous war intent.

Not only that, but everyone stood solemnly and always ready for the upcoming big battle.

Stelios never smiled again, and there were only two cold eyes under Astinos's helmet.

"Today! We're here to stop the Persians! We are here to fight! Today is a day to remember for all of us! Remember! Take everything with them! But don't leave any of them behind!! ”

"Roar!!" Three hundred people, including Feng Chen, raised their spears, with momentum like rainbows, and the roar shook the sky!

Everyone raised their guns to the ground, holding their shields in front of them.

The guns are like blood, the cold is sharp, the heavy shield is on the ground, and it is as immobile as a mountain!

"Charge!!" In the distance, the Persian trumpets and the roars of the commanders were heard.

Thousands of Persian troops roared and rushed over, Feng Chen picked up dozens of spears on the ground, jumped to a high ground, he was ready to throw from a distance, now he no longer needs to be crosshaired, and he is not afraid of killing his own people, because now there are Persians outside the hot spring pass.

Sure enough, the weapons of the Persians in the narrow pass were the same as those of the Spartans, a spear and a shield that was not very well made, at this time in the narrow hot spring pass, the Persian cannon fodder army who rushed to the front just saw the shield wall of the Spartan gun array, but the people who rushed in behind could not see the situation in front at all, so that the Persian army in front of it was attached to the shield wall of the Spartan gun array.

The two sides competed for strength, all the Spartan warriors in the front row of the shield wall were close together, the shield wall was impermeable, the Persians rushed hard to break up the formation of the Spartan gun array, but the Spartan gun array was like a precision city defender, everyone in the phalanx was like a gear running efficiently at all, in the eyes of Feng Chen, the strong fighting style and the rigor of the Spartan combat were unobstructed.

"Open!!" Leodanius and the row of Spartan elites who had been knocked out by the Persians in front of them no longer retreated, and each of them almost stuck their hind feet in the sand, pushing their shields out with all their might.

The Persian soldiers who were in the front row on the collision line were hit hard by the shield and were unstable.

At this moment, a row of Spartan elites in the back held spears like tricky poisonous snakes constantly harvesting the enemies in front of him, Astinos bulged his muscles, he closed his lips, and a spear passed through the head of a Persian soldier in the back.

After a wave of attacks, the front row was like a machine that had already programmed the language, and Leodannis and the others unfurled the shield wall again.

Wave after wave slaughtered the rushing Persian soldiers, Leodanis's dark pupils showed no trace of humanity, his beard was stained with the blood of the enemy, and only the spear in his hand could show his feelings.

The roar of the Spartans, the mournful cry of the Persians lingered in this land, the sea kept beating the beach like a naughty child, the warm sun also hung high in the sky and sprinkled the sun with a moderate temperature, the long grass in the distance shone green and swayed with the wind, nature sketched a beautiful picture, and Feng Chen's mind suddenly came out of a sense of time and space confusion, every muscle in his body was mobilized, trembling slightly, and a surge of blood kept beating his chest.

Glancing at his empty right arm, his eyes were burning with flames, and without saying a word, the black light virus that sealed the dust surging all over his body, his only remaining left arm was wrapped in a large number of black light tentacles, and then a strengthened and hideous left hand appeared.

Bent down and picked up a spear, his legs opened, an explosive force climbed up from the calf muscles, the black-red black light virus squirmed on the inside of the muscles, and the momentum of the whole body was unassuming, and a large amount of dark black blood surged in the place where the black light virus eroded the mouth of the chest and heart, Feng Chen shouted angrily, and threw the spear in his hand towards the outer entrance of the hot spring pass.

The momentum is like a meteor, and the gun is like lightning.

The crack sounded over the heads of all the Spartans, swiftly over the heads of the Persian soldiers who had not yet stormed the Thermopylae, and then directed towards the cavalry in the rear.

A cavalryman was waiting for an order on the horse, a little cold quickly occupied his field of vision, he was not in a hurry to react and was instantly pierced through the chest by a spear shining with bloodthirsty luster, and then the spear passed through the body of another cavalryman behind him and brought out a blood flower before falling to the ground, and suddenly the cavalry camp was in chaos, and the horse turned over.

An existential hint sounded in Dust's ears, "Kill two Persian cavalrymen and reward 20 mission points." ”

"It seems that I can still have such a big impact at such a distance with my full force, if I get closer, I think I can wear a few more like a sugar gourd." A sinister smile hung on the corner of his mouth, and Feng Chen picked up another spear from the ground, "Now, let's clear the interest first." ”

At this time, the Spartan phalanx had already fought with the Persian head army for a few rounds, and the entire Spartan phalanx was like a bloody beast, with countless Persian corpses lying in front of it, and a pair of eyes under all the Spartan elite helmets were like deaths watching the Persians who began to retreat.

"Advance!!" Kepton roared and began to push the Persian corpse forward.

Coming out of the gloomy hot spring pass, the Spartan gun array was finally exposed to the sun, it pushed a large number of Persian soldier corpses in front of it, blood stained the land, this giant beast was full of blood condensed footprints everywhere, and under the sun, a chilling evil aura spread with the advance of this giant beast, and the hot spring pass in the eyes of the Persians seemed to have become the lair of the giant beast in front of them at this time, it was they who woke up this giant beast.

The spartan shield with a metallic luster brought endless coolness to all the Persian soldiers, but the road to the hot spring pass was narrow, even if there was a winding mountain path out of the hot spring pass, twists and turns, and the retreating Persian soldiers pushed people, and were brutally killed by the advancing Spartan gun array.

At this time, Feng Chen followed behind and stabbed the Persian soldiers who were not dead on the ground, he looked at the immaculate war machine in front of him, relying on the unique terrain to resist the first wave of Persian attacks with a disadvantage of hundreds of people, and left hundreds of Persian soldiers behind, and there were only three words to describe in his mind.

"Meat grinder."

As for the guy who shot the cold arrow, he didn't let down his guard for a moment, and he was waiting, waiting for him to strike again.