Chapter 81 Guarding the country, the people of the rivers and lakes died generously
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King Langya was a cold-faced and warm-hearted person, and when he guessed that the heart of the stone henge was about to be broken and the defense line of the national border was about to be lost, he didn't say anything more, turned around and ran.
I didn't know what to do at the moment, so I ran after him.
Because the king of Langya is very familiar with this big array, so the road is also very smooth, we climbed several mountains in a row, on the way to see countless corpses, bleeding and drifting, sporadic fighting everywhere, but we ignored it, straight forward.
Ten minutes later, we came to a hill.
The stone forests here are dense, piled up everywhere, and on the top of the mountain, a large flag of nearly 100 poles has been erected, on which the figures are longing, and the beacon fire is rolling, but it has already entered the most white-hot battle.
The sound of fighting soared into the sky.
On the hill, there are countless flags, and the defenders are struggling to defend, and under the hill, there are several torrents, and countless mutated nocturnists with hideous faces and strange appearances have revealed all kinds of demons and monsters, such as fire-fighting moths, under the leadership of more than a dozen demon kings, they have continuously launched the most ferocious attack towards Gaogang.
Here, I seemed to see an ant's nest, human life was like a mustard, and any individual became extremely small in front of such a black torrent.
Everyone was fighting with all their might, with the weapons in their hands, with their claws, teeth, and everything that could kill them, and pounced on the enemy.
At the edge of the high hill, I saw many strongholds, and I saw a lot of uniformed personnel, and in the earth-shattering roar, I also heard scattered gunshots, it was clear that in the past, there was an extremely powerful fire defense here, but in the face of the shadow frenzy of those mutated nightcrawlers, they were finally broken one by one, and finally died tragically.
When we arrived, there were already several gaps in the high post, black torrents poured in, and the defenders filled with human lives, and the front battlefield was like a millstone of human life, blood flowed from top to bottom, and many mutated nightcrawlers who charged upwards like wild beasts would slip and fall to the ground if they were not careful.
Crazy, crazy.
I was shocked to see such a fierce and terrifying battlefield, and on the outskirts of the hill, fighting was also everywhere, and many defenders scattered everywhere rushed back to help after seeing that the center of the formation was in danger, and just collided with the army of mind eaters.
And in the middle of the air, there are many wing-waving birds of prey night stalkers flying.
These guys have different camps, and at the moment they are also red-eyed, catching and fighting, that is called a ferocious.
Heaven and earth, chaos.
When King Langya saw this scene, he couldn't control his excitement, lifted the mace in his hand, and rushed down like a whirlwind.
I saw him hurrying away, and I felt like a fierce wolf rushing out.
Kill, kill, kill......
Being in such a battlefield, my whole person is a little confused, but the blood in my body is constantly soaring, this is a struggle of strength and degree, it is a firefight between life and death, countless people are dancing on the tip of the knife, and the grim reaper passes by.
Some died, some lived, but they rushed to the road of death without hesitation.
Everybody, they're crazy.
I felt like there was a torrent around me, there was a fight everywhere, and the further I went, the more chaotic it became, and people kept attacking me, and I was almost a mechanical defense, no matter who I was, I was always flying.
From beginning to end, my eyes were fixed on the intact, broken, clean, filthy, and fluttering flags on the high hills.
The flags were not elaborately made, and the materials were different.
Some of them are made of professional silk cloth, others are made directly from bed sheets, and there are all kinds of materials and the handwriting on them is very rudimentary, written in black ink, green plant slurry or red blood.
On the banner, there are the names of the sects, such as "Shaolin", "Wudang", "Kongtong", "Tianshan", "Wuliang", "Iron Palm", "Qingcheng", "Diancang", "Emei", "Huashan", ......
The above examples are those I have heard and are familiar with, and there are many small sects, such as "Qianyang Natural Gate", "Chuncheng Natural Gate", "Chenzhou Lingbao Gate", "Qingxia Huijian Gate", "Cangzhou Zhao Family" and other regional relatively strong, relatively small reputation, even denser, countless.
It was as if the entire rivers and lakes had come here to guard the country and die generously.
In the rivers and lakes, there is no blood?
does not exist.
In addition to the name of the sect, there are also many small family names, "Ma", "Xiao", "Huang", "Li" families, various Taoist temples, temples and nunnery, there are also people coming.
It's out.
Don't die.
Seeing this, my heart pounded, and I felt a rush of blood, as if it was about to rush out of my head.
Big scene.
Clang!
Another man rushed towards me, shouting babbling words.
I turned my head and saw a man covered in a black cloth, grabbing a Japanese sword and slashing at me.
The man staggered, apparently also seriously injured, and his eyes were red, and when I saw it, my heart moved, and without any hesitation, I rushed over, and knocked him down with a stick, and then another punch smashed his skull.
At the critical moment, I didn't care too much about it, and after making sure that the man was dead, I ripped off the hood he wrapped around his head, ignoring the brain water and slimy blood on it, and put it directly on his head.
This is a pale man, ordinary in appearance, very painful before he died, and one of his eyeballs fell off.
Not only did I tear off his hood, but I also changed his clothes.
After doing this, I felt a little cold in my back, and when I looked back, I saw a Japanese ronin looking at me.
In the hand of that guy, there is no ordinary Japanese long knife, but a seven-foot-long spear, the tip of this spear is not straight, but a little curved, like a bird's beak, but it is a thousand birds in the shape of ancient Japanese weapons, and if you look closely, the thousand birds-shaped spear has a dense black covering, obviously a murderer who has killed countless people.
We looked at each other for two seconds, and then rushed towards each other.
The guy came at me because I killed his companion, and I rushed at him because he wanted to kill someone.
Bells, bells, bells......
The two staggered, I struck the ground as a prison, and then the wind and clouds moved, the golden hoop rod avoided the thousand bird shape, from the human ribs slashed, suddenly, smashed its head, and then I put away the golden hoop stick that was easy to reveal the identity, snatched the thousand bird shaped spear in the man's hand, and poked it suddenly, killing him directly.
With that done, I breathed a sigh of relief and rushed forward.
Under the high hill, the forest is deep and dense, in the dense forest, there is a fight everywhere, the sound of weapons colliding is like music, I am wearing a black ninja suit, covered in blood, and it does not attract attention, and I also took advantage of this convenience, rushed into several battle groups in a row, and used a sneak attack to kill the masters of the Mind Eater army one by one, and relieve those people from the siege.
After a few minutes of going back and forth like this, my front suddenly emptied, and when I looked back, I saw more than a dozen people following me.
These people are all defenders from all over the place, who have just been besieged by a heavy siege, and now they are relieved by me, and there is chaos around them, and they naturally follow me.
And at this time, a few people rushed down from above, recognized the person behind me, and shouted: "How is the situation in the old master?" ”
A middle-aged man walked out, his left arm was broken, hastily wrapped in clothes, and after hearing the shout, he said: "Thanks to this brother, he picked up a small life and did not die, how about it?" ”
The man said: "It's a little difficult, Master Xuanhua of the Great Compassion Temple said that if you can't take down the Ten Thousand Demon Banner in the hands of that Kobe Okawa, which can command these demons, the heart of the formation will be lost, and it will only be a matter of time before the formation map is taken......"
The old man asked, "Kobe Okawa?" Where are the people? ”
The man pointed to a hill in the distance and said "There it is."
I followed the man's finger and looked, but I saw that there were countless masters gathered on the top of the mountain, heavily guarded, and their breath soared into the sky......
Before I could finish speaking, I had turned around and rushed over to that side.
The crowd was stunned.
Quick, quick, fast......
I said to myself, like a tiger out of a cage.
At this point in the war, any slight change could affect the situation of the battle, and I wasn't sure when my identity would be revealed, but I wanted to do something that could affect the overall situation before I died.
I did this not for the sake of so-called righteousness or anything else, but for the sake of ......
It's like a millstone battlefield, the friends I care about, and the strange but lovely people.
China can't die!
The rivers and lakes cannot die!
Chivalrous spirit, can not die!
Kill!
I went against the tide in the crowd because of my outfit, many people ignored me, and some people saw that something was wrong and attacked me.
I wielded the shape of a thousand birds that I had snatched, and in the most violent and simple way, I directly overturned the people, and everywhere I passed, a group of people turned on their backs, and when I rushed to the front of the formation, I saw the Kobe Ogawa standing on a large rock about a foot high, waving the big flag in his hand, and roaring in front of me.
The countless mutated nightcrawlers that poured out of the dense forest behind them were like black torrents, constantly surging towards the top of the hill.
Forward, forward......
I could feel the position on the high hill crumbling in the onslaught, and I became more and more anxious, and saw that I was about to rush to within a hundred meters of the Kobe River, and when I could suddenly attack, suddenly a man rushed out of the diagonal stab and slashed me in the back.
This was so sudden that I didn't expect it at all, and I subconsciously rolled to the ground.
In a pool of blood, out of nowhere, a hand suddenly reached out and grabbed my hood.
I hurriedly broke free, then reached over and wrung the hand directly, but when I got up, I heard a sharp cry: "It's Hou Mo, it's Hou Mo - he turned back and betrayed the Lord." ”
I got up, glanced at Masan Nagasawa, who was shouting not far away, and then reached out and touched my face.
The hood on my head is coming off.
Worst.
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