Chapter Thirty-Six: The Dog Crashes Into the Wall

Normer arrived just in time to disarm the old butler with ease, and then his figure flickered in front of Plitander, followed by an unforgiving manner, slashing at Antonov with one sword after another, and the continuous attacks like mercury forced him to roar again and again, but his feet kept retreating.

Just half a minute ago, Antonov was still cursing his opponent for being shameless, and he didn't dare to face the enemy head-on just by sneak attack, but now he was facing the boy face to face, and he knew how wrong he was, and people didn't dare, but they felt that it was unnecessary, and when it came time to go head-to-head, they still killed him sweaty and embarrassed.

After more than ten moves, Antonov had been forced by Normer to retreat to the window, the shield on his left arm had already been shattered, and his helmet was also cut off when he dodged the young man's attack, and his cloak was embarrassed, which could only show that the fourth-level peak soldier was not the opponent of the young man at all!

Antonov gasped, raised his slightly paralyzed left hand, wiped the sweat and blood from his forehead, and his right hand holding the knife trembled, full of exhaustion, which was the result of the high-intensity impact.

Normer's continuous attacks not only slashed the knight's shield that he was guarding, but also pierced the fighting spirit of Antonov's body, adding seven or eight scars to his thick body. Although the wound of each sword mark is not deep but long enough, it does not make the city guards bleed, and the disparity in the results of the confrontation makes Antonov understand that the true strength of the young man is at the fourth level or the peak of the fourth level, not to mention above the fifth level!

The outrageous information made the city guards, who were accustomed to relying solely on the level and number of cultivators to analyze the enemy's situation, judge the enemy's overall combat strength, and thus determine their own tactics, suffered enough tonight, Antonov now had weak arms and weak feet, and began to realize that he might never have a chance to walk out of this house alive again.

Just as Antonov was desperate and ready to risk his life to cut a wound on the boy's body, Normer withdrew his sword and slowly retreated back to the front of Plitander, assuming a defensive posture.

Antonov soon learned what was happening.

Terrible screams and crazy roars came out of the side of the room one after another, and then a staggering figure appeared from the door, it was the city guard who had just rushed in to support Wade, at this moment one of his arms was gone, blood splattered and dripped from the wound that broke his arm, he looked shocked, his face was full of broken looks and frightened expressions, he could only grit his teeth and barely stand next to the door frame, and he could fall down at any time.

Antonov hurriedly grabbed two steps and grabbed his partner, and then Wade scolded angrily, and couldn't help but retreat into the corridor, with Antonov's hair scattered and miserable, blood oozed while retreating from his tall body, dripping on the ground to form a clear blood path, the outgoing fighting spirit that originally covered his body was gone, and the armor on his chest was also torn apart. Antonov was almost stunned at first glance, and the scene in front of him proved that Wade, a big man who has always been known for his strength, was completely crushed in a head-on duel with a seemingly petite and weak girl!

He was about to pick up the big man who was defeated, but he saw Wade staring straight into the room, raising a hand tremblingly, pointing forward, and his throat was so loud that he couldn't even say a word, and then he took two steps back, leaning against the wall of the corridor.

By the dim moonlight, Antonov could faintly see that a thin streak of blood was spreading from the middle of the throat of his fellow man, spreading to both sides, and dark red blood was gradually seeping out of this streak.

It's a pity, Wade was actually cut by a girl's sword!

With a "poof", the tall city guards who had fallen back finally couldn't support it anymore, their legs were weak and they knelt on the ground, the thick and long stick was thrown aside, and their heads, which had always been high, hung down helplessly.

Blood gushed down the cut in Wade's throat, and in the night, it became a puddle of pungent black liquid.

Although he received strong support from his partners in time, forming a situation where two people were caught in the morning light, he still could not avoid the fate of one death and one serious injury.

Another friend who accompanies him day and night fell in front of his eyes, but he could only watch and do nothing. Antonov smiled, his smile was extremely bitter and helpless, he knew that his death was coming soon, when he bullied the weak in the past, this kind of sad and helpless smile also appeared on the faces of those lowly civilians, and it was his turn to die at this moment, and he could finally experience how miserable and resentful those innocent people were dying in their deathbed feelings.

Heavenly reincarnation, retribution is unpleasant.

I don't know when, it seems that in my memory, my mother has reminded me many times, taught myself, and even begged myself, but I was completely ignored by myself who was immersed in the pleasure of robbing the weak.

It's a pity that there is no regret in this world, and when Antonov focused his eyes on the boy again, ready to muster up the little strength he still had to fight to the death, Zyuganov's tall and burly figure appeared from the far end of the corridor.

Help is coming!

The drowning dying person was suddenly in ecstasy, as long as he held on for a few more seconds, just a few more seconds, and his own family members who could confront the enemy would arrive in time to save themselves and their remaining companions!

The idea was good and ideal, but it was a pity that Antonov's opponents did not agree.

"Okay, let's go on the road in peace. ”

Plitander raised his hand and unleashed a first-order spell, and the enemy behind him was his own Normer to intercept it, and he only had to concentrate on cleaning up the remaining enemies in front of him.

The yellow-brown cylinder once again hit Antonov's front, it was still a formula he was quite familiar with, or a familiar taste, but this time without the shield formed by the release of fighting energy, no matter how strong Antonov's thick body was, it was completely unable to withstand the terrifying impact force and impact speed of the stone cannonball, and his whole body was knocked into a high-speed flight and hit the window behind him!

How could an ordinary building structure withstand such an astonishing impact? The rudimentary wooden windows cracked and shattered with a crisp cracking and shattering sound, and were completely shattered by Antonov and the columns that flew straight at them like artillery bombs!

Blood spurted from Antonov's mouth, all the bones in the chest were broken, and the seriously injured others were in the air, but they were still conscious when they were dying, and suddenly remembered a very serious question: It seems that the general leader gave what order before? By the way, I remembered, it was "whoever escaped from the window and shot them on the spot"!

"Don't!"

Mouthfuls of blood blocked the mournful shouts of the city guards, and just as the others had broken through the window and not yet hit the ground, the loud word "shoot" fell into his ears, and almost at the same time, dozens or hundreds of bowstrings sounded one after another, and there was a low "buzzing" sound inside, which was the characteristic low frequency of the large bowstring vibration of the bed crossbow.

It's ironic that he died at the hands of his own people. Antonov thought.

In just a second or two, Antonov was hit by nearly twenty arrows of different lengths and full of strength, including feathered arrows and crossbow arrows, but he could only let out a faint snort, flying out of the second floor at high speed He was shot into a proper "porcupine" by his colleagues in the city guard, his neck was weak, and his body had not yet landed, and he had already lost his breath.

In fact, this result is even better, he just lost his breath one second, and the next second a large crossbow spear that is thick and long, almost the size of a spear, hits and penetrates his thick body, changing the direction of his original flight, staring his whole body at the wall, it is a bed crossbow for the defense of the city is making a great effort!

Following Antonov, the city guards, who only had one arm left, also followed in his footsteps, and Plitander once again unleashed a powerful stone cannon technique, "shooting" him directly out of the second floor of the mercenary headquarters with the word "don't".

At this time, the archers of the city guard who had been waiting on the street for a long time had already realized that it was their own family who had died tragically under the arrows before, and that it must have been the enemy's judgment that the archers who had come out behind them with a false shot in front of them must have decided to make up for their mistakes and avenge the wrongful killing of their colleagues by the way.

The other "porcupine" that fell to the ground with a "plop" was still wearing the iconic leather armor of the city guards, bleeding from all over the body, and not blinking to death.

Stunned to see the two corpses of their own family members on the wall and on the ground, the city guards who mistakenly killed their own people twice in a row didn't care about introspection, and before they had time to mourn, they scattered in panic and ran into a mess.

In addition to the two unlucky city guards who were knocked out of the window by the enemy, there were two thick, long, yellow-brown, cylindrical objects flying overhead in the air, and then they lost power and smashed headlong into the crowd, and immediately knocked down a large number of people.

When surrounding, they thought they had the advantage, who would have thought that there would be such a terrible thing flying out inside, and the neatly arranged and densely packed archers encountered an attack, which hindered their respective escape routes and reduced the efficiency of "emergency stop and turn in".

Witnessing the tragic transformation of two companions who had followed him for many years into "cannons", there were bursts of screams of pain, angry scolding and panicked shouts outside the window, and it was obvious that the archers who were ordered to ambush outside were also "unable to evacuate", and they were injured a lot, Zyuganov was immediately furious.

As soon as he forced the toxin out of his body, he didn't care about the problem of losing face, and immediately took the stairs back to the second floor.

Antonov and the other five high-ranking soldiers were his most important personal team in the city guard, and in the past, no matter what bad things he wanted to do, as long as he greeted him, these subordinates would support and contribute without a word.

It is precisely with these good accomplices that Antonov was able to unscrupulously rob the people's daughters, threaten the rich, and rob the merchants.

Zyuganov's eyes were fierce, he held a giant axe in his hand, and he ran slowly, and under the angry appearance was a calm heart.

From the high-spirited leading the team to the present, he is the only one left, and he is not very sure about dealing with Normer, who is equal to his strength, plus the terrifying Dawn and Plitander, it is absolutely impossible to rely on brute force without strategy.

As for the option of retreat, just think about it, all the robes of your peers died on the battlefield, and as the leading brother, you retreated with your whole body, what fool is willing to be a brother with you in the future?