Xia Dong, whose face was cut by the rubble on the ground, fell weakly on the grass, although he wanted to stand up quickly, but the constant bone-eating pain in his left arm made him only gasp in vain, and the arm that had been broken when he encountered the meteor hammer was further aggravated by the heavy blow just now.

The pupils reflected the figure of the enemy rushing towards him, and Xia Dong thought sadly in his heart, is this all here? Even if you do your best, is this the only way to do it?

The voice and smile of my parents and Hua Wei's gentle expression suddenly appeared in front of me, no, I can't die yet, I can't die!

The young two-handed swordsman saw that he was about to kill this thin and seriously injured enemy who almost lost his combat power, but when he found that the other party suddenly threw his right-handed scimitar towards him, he immediately twisted his waist to avoid it, and at the same time sneered in his heart, he was the strength of the beginner level of a warrior, with this little means, did he want to deal with himself?

Flashing the attack, his giant sword was raised, high above his head, and then slashed down with a fierce sword, about to split Xia Dong in two, at this moment, out of the corner of his eye, he suddenly found that the guy who was still on the ground just now couldn't move actually pounced, and the other party put the big shield on his body, as if to block his attack.

Cut, look for death! Thinking like this, he added another three points of force to his hand.

"Huh" A silver light flashed, and his eyes immediately widened, what is this? Before he could figure it out, a sharp pain followed, and his consciousness slowly sank into darkness.

Although the swordsman was dead, the giant sword that followed the inertia still slammed into the shield, and this force immediately made the meteor hammer that had been nailed into Xia Dong's arm a few points deeper, and the feeling of the metal barbs rubbing against the bones was so indescribable.

At the last moment just now, Xia Dong reached out and pulled out the dagger in his boots, and threw it out with the flying knife technique that Fu Xueqin had taught him.

Although "Bang" had done an excellent job of killing three opponents, he had exhausted all his means, and Xia Dong, who was exhausted and severely injured, could only fall back to the ground weakly again, at this time, he didn't even have the strength to get up.

Pain, exhaustion, despair, and fear gnawed at his body and soul like a poisonous snake, but he still struggled to get up.

I can't lose, I can't die, I can't die!

The belief that was so strong that it really made him burst out with unspeakable potential, and with this cry that echoed on the battlefield, he finally stood up again.

Looking at the old man in front of him who rushed towards him because he heard the sound, he took a step forward, bent down and pulled out the dagger inserted in the forehead of the two-handed swordsman, and rushed forward, when he was about to touch the other party, his left hand suddenly shook the shield, and the centrifugal force drove the wooden handle of the meteor hammer to smash towards the other party, this action loosened the barbs pierced in the flesh, and immediately brought out a large stream of blood, and when the other party retreated slightly, he had already pierced the opponent's chest with a dagger.

Feeling the old man's life begin to pass quickly, he violently pulled out his weapon, and "poof", a warm liquid squirted out and drenched his face.

While he was slightly relaxed, a sword and shield warrior wearing a helmet suddenly approached, swinging the long sword in his hand, and at the same time letting out a cry from his mouth, "Die! ”

Xia Dong only felt a numbness in his right leg, and he couldn't control it and knelt down, and he didn't have time to check the wound on his thigh that was five or six centimeters long, he could only rely on his feelings, and threw out his dagger.

"Bang" came from a sharp pain again, and he was suddenly hit in the back by another meteor hammer without paying attention to the rear, and the flesh and blood blurred at the same time made him fall forward heavily, and the weeds in his mouth brought a sweet and earthy smell, he tried to open his eyes wide, trying to stand up, but only found that his hands and feet were weak, his body was cold, and his head was spinning.

The soldier who succeeded in the sneak attack kept moving, his thick arm rounded, and the meteor hammer with a whistling sound smashed into Xia Dong's head again, as long as he was hit, it would definitely be a burst of brains, and he couldn't die again!

A flash of sword light, muscular arms with bulky weapons flew far away, and before the warrior could react, Francis, dressed in leather armor, had already slashed his throat with a second sword.

Francis, who was still calm even in this melee, looked at Xia Dong on the ground, sighed slightly, turned around and continued to fight, of course he could see that Xia Dong was so brave just now, it was just a reflection of overdrawn potential, and now he is basically equal to a dead man.

Lying quietly on the ground, the battle beside him seemed to suddenly become so far away, the sound of metal impact, shouts, screams, and wails were all so ethereal, and the pain in his body was gone, and the dizziness and weakness seemed to have left him in an instant, and even his body could not feel it.

Everything is so empty and empty! It was as if he were the only one left in heaven and earth.

Suddenly, in this empty dead silence there was a warm glow, so warm, so beautiful that it was impossible to describe it in words.

In this light is a warm and affectionate call, come, come, come to me, just come to me, everything will be liberated, come, liberated......

The voice was full of heart-warming tenderness, like the whispers of a childhood mother...... Mother?

Xia Dong suddenly stopped his steps, he turned his head and looked at the dark place of the void where he was just now, as if he was hesitating about something.

Come on, you're too tired, come here and rest, I'll take care of you, I'll protect you...... The kind call became more and more intense, and the sound reached the deepest part of Xia Dong's heart.

But Xia Dong slowly frowned, no! I can't rest, I have to find my parents and Hua Wei, I have to take care of them, protect them, I can't rest!

Thinking of this, he jerked back, trying to stay as far away as possible from the divine light, and with his movements, the entire space suddenly began to shake, gradually violently, and finally everything fell apart like broken glass......

The boundless pain came again, the feeling of dizziness came back to his mind again, and the sound of the fierce fighting around him also returned to clarity, Xia Dong coughed twice without breathing, and then tried to stand up, if this battle was a victory for Caslet, then he would definitely die lying on the ground, they had never had the concept of a prisoner of war in the atonement camp.

And even if the Fairmont Kingdom wins, if they can't stand up, they will be happy to dispose of themselves directly as corpses, as for lying down and waiting until the last moment to get up? I'm sorry, but in this case, the battalion officer will be used as an example of desertion, and he will be tied directly to a wooden frame and wait to die, maybe starvation, maybe cold death, maybe ......

In short, the redeemer has no human rights!

So he must work hard to get up, fight, fight, and live!

Unfortunately, the miracle did not happen again, he was seriously injured and dying, and he still couldn't get up after all, and even because of the impact of the other people's fighting, he was stepped on a few times and almost began to breathe intermittently......