Just when Li Hao had already entered the state of madness, there was a strong roar from the earth, and the Roman knights within a few dozen meters in front of him were swept into the air like scraps of paper. The gun, breaking through the layers of iron cage-like knight walls, appeared in front of Li Hao's eyes, that was the familiar "God of War Roar Series?" Gun Fury", Parade Knight Tevez? Enohel's stunt. Sure enough, behind this holy spear, is the fierce figure of Tevez, he is definitely the king of the knight battle, on his horseback, there is even a rover thief Slona, who is waving his hand towards Li Hao frequently, and keeps jumping off the horse, killing the enemy with a dagger.

"What a familiar picture, is this the arena of the harbor?" Li Hao said insincerely, and appeared in front of the two.

"Where you think it is, that's where it is, my friend." Tevez smiled gently, using the silver axe to harvest the provocateur's head.

"I thought it was hell." Li Hao laughed and pointed the tip of the knight's spear behind them, where a new enemy encirclement was formed at one time, and the tips of the Roman knights' spears were dense like hedgehogs.

"I forgot to tell you that your fiancée also rushed in, but I express my regret that she seems to have gone straight to the trouble of the butcher poet." Slona said with a headache, and the three soldiers fell at her feet clutching their necks.

"She's always been tough." Li Hao finished smiling and rushed towards the most dense group of knights.

The classic remark in "On National War" that "can turn black into white, right into wrong, old man into teenager, coward into warrior, heaven into hell". For recruits who have not been involved in warfare, it is more nonsense than the standard knight spear assassination action practice. And when a person really swims out of the long river that imprisons him, he will now be in the stormy seas, and the wisest way is to find the island, not to conquer the ocean.

The conflict between the Holy Pastor and the Dark Pope has been summed up by countless commentators as "golden history", and it is better than the one before and after the Age of Beacons, because few characters can be collectively sung by the bards in this ancient epic6, and those verses and songs echo not only in Middle-earth, but also in the wilderness and Enzeroth. Although Thrall, the prophet representing the supreme leader of the beasts, was not able to negotiate business with the secret negotiators from Rome like the Sword Saint Grom, at least he did not show his domineering side, and rode the cute little pets in the earth-shaking dragon vein to greet the Dark Archon, which was exaggerated and exaggerated by Roman politicians, and became a myth that has been recorded in the history of the empire.

The perspective points to the north gate of Middle-earth, after the magic defense tower and the defense resources are all exhausted, the catapults and heavy armored rushing vehicles in the back row of the expeditionary force are finally in place, and the stones soaked in fire oil cut through the air and smashed into the mottled walls of Slo, each impact can form a shocking groove, just a few volleys, the towering city wall looks dilapidated, a large number of archers and magicians were put down by this brutal siege method, and the smoke of gunpowder filled, the screams were endless.

In the defense group closest to the battlefield headquarters, a female knight appeared in front of the butcher poet Edward like a god, this is a very typical Western priest, with a well-proportioned body, a flat stubble, no armor, only a slightly shabby robe, and a simple knight's sword behind him. Of course, Rome did not require every general to be pious, but it had to choose "national loyalty" as its faith unconditionally.

Edward kept a gentlemanly smile on his face and said politely: "A knight in Rome can be untidy and unlearned, but in front of a beautiful princess, he must maintain a gentlemanly demeanor." ”…

The two knights, who had already rushed past with their guns in their hands, stopped the horse's hooves, and then returned the way they came, but still maintained a fighting stance, they did not think that the woman who could rush in front of Edward single-handedly was just an elegant lady who liked to play role-playing.

Smil also suppressed the fire horse's irritability, looked at the young knights who slowly gathered around, and said: "Edward, the best court poet of the Roman Empire in the last five years, I used to be a loyal reader of "Ironism". ”

The butcher poet made a shrug of his shoulders on his horse, and continued to smile: "What do you want to tell me, the pretty lady from Rothschild, I am a layman who does not like irony, so my poems retain a clear realism, as now." ”

Instead of being angry, she smiled around the iron bucket-like knight encirclement and said, "It seems that Constantine Dante's first rule for keeping pet dogs is to give them the power to bite people, even in the face of old and weak women and children. ”

Edward smiled slightly, drew his knight's sword, and said, "As you wish." ”

This is another not-so-glorious encirclement battle, pouring all body energy into the red spear of Si Mier, showing her most arrogant and domineering side, that should be the domineering that the cruising knight Tevez does not have, and when the last Roman knight falls, Si Mier is gently delicate. Panting, the blood stains on her breastplate and boots made her look a little embarrassed. She spat out a mouthful of shocking blood, looked at the already crumbling city of Slo, supported her tired body with a red spear, and laughed miserably: "I have to admit that your master, Constantine Constante, is the greatest monarch ever seen in this world, and has more hope of success than the holy shepherd who lurks in the mountains of Mimisi, please answer me, is he a man who likes to gamble?" ”

Edward exhaled lightly, and said unexpectedly: "He never gambles, even if it is an inconspicuous copper coin, and now it is your turn to answer my question, you have two titles to choose from, one is "the most glorious prisoner of war in the Battle of Slo", and the other is "a beautiful corpse that has made countless cardinal knights beat their chests". ”

Si Mier smiled bitterly and said, "This is what you call gentlemanly demeanor?" ”

Edward shook his head slightly, and hit the nail on the head: "Rothschild often does this, and I am just one of many imitators. ”

The Valkyrie was on the verge of collapse, and the red spear turned into a fire dragon with a head and tail with the neighing of the fire horse, and those fire elements with extremely high purity were easily converted into physical energy by Si Mi'er.

The rainbow is in the sky, and the horse's hooves are galloping.

Suddenly, two golden chimes that pierced the eardrums sounded, and the ancient knight's sword in Edward's hand almost escaped with these two golden sounds. On the left side of his body, several knights stood side by side like sculptures, with extremely fine lines of blood oozing from their necks and waists, and then as if they were smooth on the ice, their heads landed steadily, and the upper body itself also slid to the ground, leaving only two legs and riding an unknown war horse.

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