The semi-circular defense line was instantly sunken into a large section, and the beasts and soldiers who first made contact were trampled on the ground, and all kinds of screams of completely different tones were invisibly intertwined and entangled in the air, competing to squeeze into the eardrums of all living creatures nearby.

The warriors roared back, and the wolves were forced to disperse and began to make full contact with the semi-circular defense line, and the sound of blades cutting through armor, metal striking, muffled grunts and roars erupted instantly.

The Templars, who had been through several bloody battles, were fearless, and they played an important role in leading the way, and with their almost flawless combat plans and thick armor and strong shields, the heavily armed soldiers who had confronted the humanoid beasts for the first time were able to stand on their feet, and even if a few of them were more unbearable, they were able to bravely step forward after a few rounds of vomiting and complete some kind of transformation with the encouragement of their companions.

Within a certain limit, the more fierce the werewolf's attack, the more intense the transformation will be, and the best of them even dare to take the whirling mace together!

Everyone played their part, even the commander stood at the forefront, he frantically brandished his two-handed broadsword, his golden armor was stained with blood, blood splattered by werewolves, and also from his body, since the outbreak of the battle, he was the only one who did not retreat to rest and accept the help of others.

In the chaos, a werewolf gave up his original goal, and rushed over and bit his right elbow regardless of it, the commander snorted, released the hilt of his sword with his right hand, and reflexively slashed the beast hanging on his body into the air for half a circle, roaring and slamming to the ground, and the impact instantly burst out with a short sound of bones shattering and heavy objects hitting the ground.

The elbow shattered the roof of the jaw, hammering the werewolf's brain, and a pair of turquoise eyes were squeezed out, and the wolf's head was blurred with flesh and blood, red and white.

He pulled his elbow back from the pile of rotten flesh on the ground, pulled out a few broken teeth stuck in his arm, and as the yellow light flashed in his hand, he shook his hand and continued to swing his sword at a werewolf.

This situation stabilized for a while, but he was not easy in his heart, theory is theory, the battle has always been ever-changing, the day the south gate was opened, the picture of the wolf cavalry playing Lord Verte was vivid, and no one dared to underestimate these gray-haired deaths. Even if there is no accident, it is impossible for the Holy Healer Awakened to use his abilities unlimitedly, in a battle tonight, the garrison at the South Gate will definitely have a lot of casualties, and the combat power will be greatly reduced, and there will be such a dangerous situation, it will definitely not be able to deal with it.

Since this kind of thing has the first time, it is likely that there will be a second time, those gold-swallowing beasts have surrounded the werewolves layer by layer under the root of the city wall, and they can still let them escape, it is really surprising!

No, there must be something going on, the commander roared and slashed the werewolf who had given up on him and suddenly pounced on him, the broadblade sword stuck in the werewolf's chest because of the lack of stamina, and he kicked hard before pulling out the broadsword that cut the blade.

These guys are getting out of the box.

The beast that had attacked him just now seemed to have gone mad, and he was going to pounce on him at the cost of being slashed by two soldiers, and he wondered if the most troublesome wolf cavalry would also ignore it and leap into battle.

As soon as the thought came to mind, the strange screams and roars of the werewolves suddenly became larger, and although the situation did not change, it felt ten times more chaotic, and the communication between the warriors became miserable. The commander had a bad premonition in his heart, and he heard two whistling sounds coming from the sky on his left, and he turned his head to look, only to see that the premonition had come true.

The two blood-drenched wolves really carried the wolf cavalry on their backs and flew over the not very thick defense line, the giant wolf was disemboweled in the air, and he couldn't stand when he landed, but the two wolf cavalry were almost unharmed, and they went straight to the Holy Healer Awakened who were treating people in the array, and the wounded soldiers who were being treated!!

"No!!" he yelled like crazy, but at this time the area was already boiling hot water, his roar could not be transmitted far at all, he wanted to call back the emergency team, and order a few more elites to come out to help, and most importantly, not to mess around! But he didn't have a chance to say, this turn, another crazy attacker pounced on him, the beast succeeded, for some reason the commander who insisted on going into battle in person was pounced.

The attacker was no match for him, and with the warm current flowing through his body, he could crush the beast under him in three or two blows, or crush the throat of the opponent, or crush the gray-haired wolf's head, or pierce the heart with a weapon, and he had dozens of ways to kill this thing that was not just alive or dead.

But apart from the constant helpless shouts of "Keep in formation! Keep in formation!], he didn't have the slightest way to save the situation.

The formation was chaotic, the emergency team couldn't get out, some people subconsciously wanted to go back to the rescue, some people stuck to their posts, the wolf cavalry who rushed in was dragged by those few wounded soldiers, and the soldiers who withdrew from the semi-circular defense line were entangled with them again, and the two wolf cavalry were dead.

But taking advantage of this momentary chaos, the werewolf seized the opportunity, the beast went crazy, the semi-circle defense circle collapsed, they fought together, the Holy Healer Awakened was not protected, they had to meet the enemy with a sword, and the wounded could not be treated, so they could only fight to the death.

The south gate was in chaos, Jin Ge resonated, men and beasts roared, blood splashed, according to this posture, even if the South Gate garrison won by luck in the end, there was not much meaning in victory, and before the next batch of reinforcements arrived, the south gate was almost unattended.

Both sides tried their best, blood flowers bloomed from all corners, stumps and broken arms were thrown in all directions, and at this last moment, a burst of wild laughter suddenly came from a corner, the sound was from far and near, extremely poignant, it seemed to be far away when it was first heard, but in the next moment, the sound source had already appeared in the battlefield, so fast that it almost gave people the illusion [this was originally issued by the people present].

"Aha...... Aha...... Cool! cool! so cool......"

The illusion was immediately denied, and there was absolutely no such person in the South Gate garrison, which consisted of Templars and silver-armored reinforcements, and those who got close to peeked in and saw only a black figure scurrying around in the chaos, laughter and the muffled sound of sharp blades tearing flesh apart, sometimes from this side, sometimes from that side, and the path of the man always carried a puff of blood, and occasionally a flying wolf head and severed limbs.

It's like a person carrying a basket of red flowers to spread the good news, running all the way through the streets, and throwing red flowers all the way to both sides of the road like a madman.

The madman is indeed spreading the good news.

It's just that the red flower doesn't just come from the werewolf, but also from itself, and the man seems to be only interested in attacking, ignoring or ignoring the sharp blades that are swinging at him.

After a few rounds, the black shadow was dyed red, and the werewolf was either cut off half of his head, or his chest was torn apart, and even his arms were damaged, and the pressure on the garrison at the south gate suddenly decreased a lot, and the noise of the werewolf gradually became smaller, but the man's nonsense became clearer and clearer in comparison.

"Hahaha...... You're coming to stop me!!"

The red shadow shouted inexplicable words, and crashed into a group of wolf cavalry, with a loud bang, the person who scattered the flowers was blocked, and the inertia was so great that the wolf cavalry was knocked back and almost fell off the back of the mount, and the giant wolf under the butt of the wolf cavalry took two steps back, and at that moment, people saw that this blood-colored madman was protecting his head and neck with his left hand, and he seemed to be holding a sharp blade in his hand, and the long sword in his right hand slashed at the huge mace, so he stopped in mid-air for a moment.

The double-edged tools were stained red with blood.

With nowhere to borrow, the wolf cavalry's mount took the opportunity to give the blood shadow a slap and fan him out, and before he landed, he split a werewolf who was waiting at the landing point and wanted to bite him in half, and after landing, he laughed and rushed at the wolf cavalry, as fast as a blood-red arrow.

The noise of the werewolf became smaller, and the commander's voice finally reached the ears of the soldiers, and the garrison of the south gate was working hard to repair the semi-circular defense line.

......

"Why don't you come and pull me!!" Blood Shadow's voice became more and more poignant, reaching a certain limit, even the tone changed, each sound was like a call for blood, making people wonder if he was shouting blood from his throat.

The wolf cavalry died, clutching its neck and fell to the ground, its mount had a jagged mercenary sword cut into its head, and the blood shadow rushed to another wolf cavalryman, it was the last wolf cavalryman, who was dealing with the siege of seven or eight soldiers, Leng Buding was knocked off the mount by the blood shadow, and several strings of blood flowers appeared on his back in mid-air.

"Ahh!!h

But he was indeed too badly injured, his skin was full of flesh, and every time he waved his arm, blood spilled from the wound.

The cracked defense line finally healed, the werewolves in the defense line were also strangled clean, and there was no longer a standing wolf cavalry on the field, and the beasts had no chance, let out a few howls, turned and fled.

Werewolves responded from the outside of the city and in the central part of the eastern and eastern districts, and the soldiers and Templars did not pursue, they had neither the conditions nor the reason to pursue, and they wanted to help the wounded.

The battle was finally over, except for the blood-red man. He was still frantically repeating the action of raising and falling, and his mouth was still screaming bitterly, and the wolf cavalry under him was already dead, almost his entire back was pierced, and the red dagger was no longer stabbing, but stirring the rotten flesh.

Several nearby Templars and Silverarmoured soldiers looked at each other, then shook their heads again.

The protective gear on the blood shadow has almost fallen off, and there are deep and shallow cuts all over his body, the blood not only stains the entire lining red, but also keeps flowing down, and some of them are thrown into their faces with the movements of their hands, if this person is not treated as soon as possible, the bleeding can kill him, he was helping just now, he helped them a lot, they saved this person......

But this guy obviously has some abnormal brains, so he leans over like this...... Is it really not going to be stabbed?

At a loss, another black shadow came out from the side, startling the nearby soldiers, thinking that the werewolf was back, the man cried and ran to the blood shadow, everyone didn't react, the black shadow hugged the blood man, listening to the cry, this is still a woman.

Only then did the bloody man stop what he was doing, and knelt on the back of the wolf corpse motionless, and suddenly went from extremely noisy to extremely quiet.

The bloody red face was a pair of lifeless eyes, and when he looked closely, he found that the two slowly flowing on his face were not blood, and even the ups and downs of his chest were very weak, as if he was dead, and the woman begged the soldiers for help, crying so that her whole face was wrinkled together.

A tired voice said behind the Templars and soldiers, "Bring them to the castle." ”

It was the voice of the commander.

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