In the center of the two armies, although the number of combatants was small, its fierce momentum overshadowed the military might of the 10,000-strong troops.

Luo Hanlin, who is already in his old age, is full of gray hair, but he still carries a thunderbolt double hammer, like the reincarnation of the thunder god, charging into battle in a piece of thunder, beating people on their backs, and flesh and blood flying.

In less than ten minutes, six of the ten remaining dead soldiers of the Northern Rebels had already died under Luo Hanlin's thunderbolt hammer, and only four of the dead were still fighting, and all of them were wounded.

Although Thor is old, he is not less brave than he was back then!

In the main formation of the Eagle Banner Army, a staff member came to Leng Kite's side and whispered: "General, Lord Luo is old, and it is a miracle that he can kill six dead soldiers in battle, if the time drags on any longer, I am afraid that there will be changes..."

Leng Kite stared at the battle situation in the distance, paying close attention to the changes in the comings and goings, she squinted and said, "Wait a little longer." ”

On the battlefield, although the remaining four dead soldiers were all wounded, they had more or less figured out Luo Hanlin's tactics, and through extreme observation, they had seen Luo Hanlin's chest begin to rise and fall violently.

The head of the dead with a bloody face looked at the three remaining companions and said coldly, "He's dying, surround him on all sides!" ”

The remaining three dead men understood, turned into three afterimages to encircle, and together with the head of the dead soldiers, surrounded Luo Hanlin from four directions: front, back, left and right.

Luo Hanlin's chest had the wound from the previous death giant axe, and the bones were deep visible, and blood foam gushed out with every breath, but his eyes were still hot, and his words were full of boiling battle intent, and he was like thunder: "Rats!" Hugh is going to be rampant!! ”

As soon as Luo Hanlin's words fell, in an instant, the dazzling light illuminated the person couldn't open his eyes, and endless plasma poured out from Luo Hanlin's body, spreading along the ground, jumping as if there was life, they kept fusing and condensing together, turning into rolling plasma, converging into a roaring ocean, surging, like a stormy wave in the sea, almost covering the entire ground.

Without warning, under the influence of the Luohan Lin Thunder God bloodline, the thunderclouds in the sky were dense, and the tumbling purple thunder light seemed to be guided, roaring loudly, falling from the sky one by one, splitting on Luohan Lin's body, adding a layer of destruction to the already terrifying plasma.

In the roar, the surging trend of the plasma became more and more crazy, and it was compressed together by a terrifying force! It's six or seven meters tall! The turbulent sea of plasma began to return to its origins, pounced on Luohan Lin, and wrapped around him, becoming thicker and thicker, with himself as the center, the plasma suddenly rose to the sky, growing upwards like a giant tree, as if it was endless.

"Thunder Hell !!" In a voltage strong enough to penetrate the air, Luo Hanlin and his twenty meters around him were covered with materialized plasma, and in the mobilization of the thunderbolt hammer, he pounced on the dead man on the left with a dragon-like roar.

At the moment of contact, it was like a wind and clouds, the mud cow entered the sea, and the dead man on the left side was submerged by the tumbling sea of plasma, and every piece of flesh and blood on his body vaporized along with the bones.

Immediately afterwards, Luo Hanlin pounced on the dead soldier on the right side, although the latter tried to evade it, but the full mine slurry had already turned into a death row, besieging it, and the terrifying electric energy detonated every cell of the dead soldier, and the whole person exploded into a bloody firework on the battlefield.

In the third blow, Luo Hanlin turned around, and the double hammer struck, exploding a sky-high thunder, burning a hundred meters of scorched earth in front of him, and the devastating power completely gushed out, falling together with the Nine Heavens Scorching Mang, engulfing the body of the dead man in the rear, and when the thunder dissipated, the dead man couldn't even see the ashes.

"Whew... After the three hammers, Luo Hanlin wanted to take advantage of the situation to kill the last head of the dead, but his old body finally limited his physical strength, and his movements slowed down uncontrollably.

Before Luo Han Lin launched an attack, the head of the dead had already rushed behind him, and the blade in his hand slashed down, breaking half of Luo Hanlin's ribs, and then slashed Huashan from top to bottom with force, cutting a three-foot-long blood mark on Luo Hanlin's back, and Bai Sensen's bones could even be seen at the wound.

"Ah!!h Luo Hanlin opened his eyes angrily, regardless of the serious injuries on his body, he rushed to the head of the dead soldiers, and the melee became a mess.

Both of them had already made the last ruthless decision at this time, and they invariably abandoned their defenses, Luo Han Lin could scorch a large area of the skin of the head of the dead man with a single hammer, and similarly, the head of the dead man could cut Luo Han Lin to the point of flesh and blood.

Just when the two of them were inseparable, in the formation of the northern rebels, the sound of gold suddenly made a loud noise.

In addition to the extremely high combat power, the obedience of the dead soldiers in the world is also one of the handful, for the dead soldiers, obeying orders is the highest duty, the head of the dead soldiers did not hesitate to fight with the love at all, and immediately withdrew his sword after hearing the sound of gold, and broke away from the contact with Luo Hanlin.

However, Luo Hanlin had already killed his head, and he chased after him without thinking about it.

The speed of the two was extremely fast, and it didn't take long for them to break away from the confines of the central battlefield and enter the territory of the northern rebels.

In the Eagle Banner Army, Leng Kite was shocked when she saw this scene, she hurriedly pointed to the Eagle Banner Army soldiers in front of the array, and even her voice was so anxious that she was deformed: "Quick!" Go and save someone!! ”

The desperate northern rebels had abandoned all war morality, and the military advisor Nangong ignored the rules of single-handedness in front of the battle, pulled out the sword on his waist, pointed at Luo Hanlin, and roared with a distorted face: "Kill!! ”

In an instant, the northern rebels poured out, with the SS-class swarm queen as the vanguard, and the fierce beasts all over the mountains began to gallop furiously, and at the same time, the head of the dead suddenly killed a horse pistol, leaned over to dodge Luo Hanlin's horizontal hammer, and slashed his leg.

The previous Mingjin retreat was a trick to lure the enemy!

When he opened his eyes again, he saw that there were fierce beasts everywhere he could see, and the head of the dead man was walking towards him with a sword and bloody eyes.

The northern rebels are gone, and it is impossible to defeat the Eagle Banner Army here, Nangong knows this very well in his heart, but he is a person who is unwilling to admit defeat, even if he is really defeated and dies in the end, he is not willing to succumb to a small fate, and vows to leave a mark in history!

As soon as Luo Hanlin died, the momentum of the Eagle Banner Army would not collapse, but it was definitely an indelible scar!

Luo Hanlin was covered in blood, and struggled to use the thunderbolt hammer to the ground, supporting his old body, at this time, his thunder god strength was on the verge of exhaustion, coupled with the blood loss all over his body, not to mention killing the enemy, it was already a miracle that he could still stand.

In front of Luo Han Lin, there were dense groups of fierce beasts everywhere, this scene reminded him of the battle six years ago, when Luo Han Lin's strength was not weakened, he was still as brave as when he was young, when Leng Kite lamented that the Northern Expedition was gone, he did not hesitate to stand up, and guaranteed with his life and half a life of glory that he would defend Fengyun Pass for seven days, block millions of insect swarms, and help the imperial army complete the evacuation.

Seven days of sleepless bloody battles, killing mountains of corpses and a sea of blood, the sky is dark.

On the first day, Luo Hanlin was actually exhausted from killing the insect swarm, and his hands and feet were weak.

On the third day, his eyes were black and his consciousness was blurred.

From the fifth day onwards, he hung with his last breath, his arms numb for a long time, and he just waved the thunderbolt mechanically, subconsciously telling himself that he could not die.

At the end of the seven days, the 300-kilogram Luo Hanlin consumed nearly 200 kilograms of muscles, and the whole person became a skeleton more than 2 meters high, 100 kilograms in weight, and skinny bones.

Whenever the troubadour sang this passage, they would invariably recount it as a heroic epic, but only Luo Hanlin knew how painful those seven days were.

This situation and this scene, how similar.

However, is Luo Hanlin sad in his heart? Not really.

A good man defends his family and defends the country, and dies on the battlefield!

Disarmed and returned to the field, and died of illness in bed in the house? Invite a few troubadours to sing the courage of the year over and over again by the bedside?

Disgrace!

The first half of Luo Hanlin's life was given to the northern frontier of the empire, and the second half of his life was given to the Eagle Banner Army to be trapped. This is the last glory of being the commander of the once trapped camp!

Luo Hanlin propped up his crumbling body, faced the surging rebel main formation, and went straight up, without looking back...

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