Although these thousand or so palace guards have almost been frightened by the Shura field in front of them, this does not mean that they will give up their resistance to survival. The fight www.biquge.info Pen Fun Pavilion was almost unexpectedly tenacious. However, the first wave of arrows gave the unprepared them a devastating blow, almost knocking down the four or five hundred people crowded on the periphery, but after only a short period of confusion, they immediately took out the quality of being the elite palace guards of Paravon, and immediately used the fan-shaped shield in their hands to form a tortoiseshell formation that was not very neat, but it had some effect, and the little white-faced officer commanded it retreated rhythmically in the direction of Paravon.

But how can these people go back? Once they go back, tell Paravon to be ready to meet the enemy, and with just a few thousand of us, we really can't break through the walls of the fortified city of Paravon.

Wuke immediately roared, leading five hundred Python Fangs around the back of the retreat of the hundreds of palace guards, and Tex stepped up his urging for the Eye of Death, and those pitch-black death locusts were three points faster than the frequency just now.

There was a constant clatter of the shield as it was shot, and the loud "dangdang" sound of the blade slashing against the shield. The Swadias did not fight back, but simply hurried in the direction of Paravon with their heads bored.

I'm getting a little nervous. This person, and the Swadians, who are not very good at foot combat, did not expect it to be so difficult to solve, in case it drags on for too long, and the more than 4,000 people who left before come back to clean us up, and the problem will be much more serious.

I jerked out the strange-shaped broadsword from the back of a nearby dark guard, roared, and led the charge.

The seven or eight hundred dark guards around me obviously didn't expect this, and I ran out for a few steps before they reacted and swarmed up.

I had already pounced in front of the pile of tortoiseshells, and with a wild roar, I threw myself down with both hands on the broadsword, only to hear a deafening sound, and the broadsword slashed at a fan-shaped shield, and bounced back violently, I could barely hold it, and my hands were lifted off a large piece of skin.

Damn, if I had enough power, even if it was just when I first got Alduin's power, I wouldn't be like that!

Before I could react, out of the gap between the fan shield and the fan shield, suddenly a cone-headed gun stabbed out, and before my eyes, it stabbed me in the left chest.

Sharp and sharp like a needle, it pierced through my back.

Then, the murderer hiding behind the huge fan-shaped shield, revealing a pair of familiar and hideous eyes, gritted his teeth and turned the cone gun in his hand fiercely, and I felt the cold and stiff iron that pierced my body suddenly stir and pull out again.

All my strength seemed to be drained, and I almost fell to my knees as soon as my body was crooked.

The hideous eyes gave me a cold look, and then, following the pace of the tortoiseshell formation, retreated in the direction of Paraven.

I wanted to rush up again, lift the fan-shaped shield in front of me, and see who the owner of the eyes behind me was, but my strength was running out at a rapid pace, and the last scene I can remember was when the man looked at me again and then turned back and didn't look at me at all.

The moment he turned around, I realized that he didn't have a right hand.

Then, my eyes suddenly went dark, and I lost consciousness in the sudden panic and noisy shouts.

When I woke up again, I opened my eyes and saw the blood-stained Shura field, the torches still burning, and it seemed that I had not fainted for long.

But there was no longer the sound of fighting.

I looked around and saw Tex's head bowed in thought, then Wukes' muscular chest.

I sat up abruptly and hurriedly asked Wuke, "How's it going?"

Wuke was actually startled by me, bounced up from the ground in a panic, and yelled: "I'm X, you're not dead!"

I gritted my teeth, and the blood from the wound on my chest almost gushed out like a fountain again, and I stopped the bleeding without changing my face, and said, "You are not dead, why am I embarrassed to die?

Wuke looked at me in horror until he saw that the bleeding from the wound on my chest slowly stopped, and then he relaxed, but then, his face became ugly, and he muttered, "He, they, have entered the city......"

I was stunned for a moment, then I jumped up in a rage, grabbed something and threw it at the door of Wuke's head, and roared: "What? Entered the city? What are you doing to eat? Give you five hundred python teeth, you can actually let those hundreds of disheartened guys enter the city? You old soldiers are capable of this? Don't do it, wipe your neck and die!"

Wuke's face turned the color of pig liver, and the green tendons on his forehead jumped to the ground, and I saw that his hand had touched the two-headed axe behind his back, but he was grabbed by Tex.

Tex gave him a look, and Wuke immediately hung his head obediently.

Tex then looked at me, smiled helplessly, and said, "General, you can't actually blame Captain Wuke for this, at that time, you were pierced in the heart by a shot, and you didn't know whether you were alive or dead, we were all in chaos, and at that time there was no way to continue the pursuit, but I just desperately snatched you back." Captain Wuke, he also cares about you, so he doesn't dare to leave you alone, you say, right?"

I also quickly calmed down, yes, after all, I was injured all of a sudden, and there was nothing wrong with Wuke's reaction. What's more, I'm already powerless, and now I'm so badly injured, if they turn around and kill me, no one will have anything to say.

I sighed, the wound in my chest may have hurt my lungs, almost making me unable to breathe, I still held my breath and said to Wuke: "Okay, Wuke, it's me who is wrong, you have been wronged." How long have I been in a coma, how is the current battle situation, is there any news from Ling Ling?"

Wuke also seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, and said, "General, you were in a coma for about half an hour, before you were not breathing, and your heart was pierced again, we all thought you were dead...... Ling Ling and they have no news, there is no sound over there, I don't know if it's ......"

I shook my head, but I couldn't help coughing, and although I didn't feel any pain in my body now, it didn't mean that the injury didn't feel me. In fact, because I didn't feel pain, I had no way of knowing how badly I was hurting.

I was coughing up blood in my nose, and I scared the Texes in front of me half to death.

I said slowly: "Ling Ling, they should be fine, don't forget, before in St. Luz Godda, they were 1,000 people backlashing more than 3,000 people, and they all retreated, I had already prepared him psychologically, and now he should have taken those guys with heavy casualties, and full of honor and chivalry, to the Eldeig Valley, so that the empty Fort St. Luz Goda can just divide some of his pursuers...... I don't believe those guys will tolerate Fort St. Ruz Godtas being left empty and diluting the opposing forces, we've already done the first step. ”

"The second step is to think about how to make up for the mistakes caused by this accident, if I guess correctly, Palauvon at this time should be full of rumors. "I guessed correctly, the direction where Ling Ling disappeared was only the mutilated corpses of the Swadians in their early two thousands, and the five or six hundred people who were left behind to collect the corpses. As soon as the Tex rushed over, Wuke rushed with more than a thousand dark infantry, and the battle was quickly ended.

Judging from the traces left on the battlefield, Ling Ling carried out a surprise attack when the opponent was caught off guard, the first stage was very smooth, and the ditch that was plowed out of the ground was still neat when the heavy cavalry left on the grass sprinted, and I guess that the first few rounds of impact must have stunned the unsuspecting palace guards, causing at least a thousand casualties. But then, Ling Ling must have been frightened by the sight of the bearded man rushing into the battlefield with more than 4,000 men, so after a tentative attack, he withdrew from the battlefield with his men, and fled unhurriedly in the direction of Elledeig, as I had told him before the battle.

Wuke looked around, and when he came back, his face was a little ugly, and he said, "I made a cursory point, and we have lost at least three hundred heavy horses. Ling Ling used a thousand people to attack the opponent's six thousand people, it was still too risky. ”

The second half of this sentence was obviously aimed at me, I squinted my eyes, glanced at Wu Ke with my spare eyes, pretended not to hear, and said: "Anyway, Ling Ling and they have successfully taken nearly four thousand Swadias away from the battlefield, although I don't know how much time they can buffer for us, but at least in a day or two, we must take Parabun." Now that they're on guard, our plan needs to be revised. ”

Wuke suddenly stood up angrily and said to me: "Plan plan, your plan is to send the brothers to death! Do you think I can't see it? First fool the Rhodok, I have no problem with this, anyway, it's not ours; then those white horse guards, although they have nothing to do with us, but you have the five hundred dark hunters of Vicente by the way! For the sake of our friendship before, I will put up with it! Now you want to frame Ling Ling's heavy cavalry, without the heavy cavalry, what should we do? And then you're trying to frame us again, aren't you? Tex, you're talking!"

Tex coughed twice in embarrassment.

Because I was seriously injured, I didn't have much strength, so I closed my eyes and didn't bother to care what Wuke said, but the next second, Wuke grabbed me by the collar, lifted me up from the stretcher, and yelled at me: "Hey, didn't you hear? I'm talking to you! Are you planning some conspiracy to kill us?"

I tilted my head: "...... No. ”

"No?" Wuke's face became even more hideous, and he roared, "If you don't have you, look at me?

The next moment, a powerful fist smashed Wuke's right cheek, almost knocking that hideous and vicious face crookedly, Wuke subconsciously let go of my collar, and roared with a punch to fight back in the direction where the inexplicable attack came.

But this fist full of tyranny was easily picked up by an ordinary slap, and then the hand was brought back, and Wuke, who leaned forward with his center of gravity, fell a dog eating before.

It's a Texas that has always been inconspicuous!

He stepped on the back of Wuke who fell to the ground, and easily found a dagger hidden in his boots, and rested on the back of Wuke's neck.

My heart tightened, and I looked up at Tex's neck, and sure enough, I saw a familiar flame pendant. I hurriedly waved my hand and said, "Help her up!"

Tex was stunned for a moment, but obediently picked Wuke up from the ground, who was obviously not very clear in his mind and did not understand what was happening. He thought about it for a moment, and immediately looked at Tex with an angry face.

Tex tilted his head and said, "This is an extraordinary time, and we don't want civil strife ourselves." In any case, General Emmons is now our leader, and we will listen to him first. ”

"Listen to him?" Wuke roared, "If he lets you die, you will die too?"

Tex nodded, "I will, if he really asks for it." ”

Wuke was speechless for a while, and his face was flushed.

I coughed twice, waved my hand, and said in a hoarse voice, "Okay, stop arguing...... Wuke, I won't give such an order, let you die in vain, such a thing will not be done. I will take your life as my life, and I hope that you will also take my orders as orders. In short, no matter how misunderstood you may be about my decision, I hope you will implement it first, and in the end, you will understand. ”

Wuke looked at me angrily, his fists clenched, and finally he sighed helplessly and sat on the ground.

Out of my eye, I saw Tex quietly hiding a dagger back in his sleeve.

I shook my head with a wry smile, beckoned someone to bring up a map of the vicinity of Paraven, and took a closer look at it with a torch.

By this time, the fighting on the southern edge of the Al-Deeghlin had entered an extremely fierce phase.

The first front has completely fallen, all the Rhodok fortress snipers of the Fifth Bow Brigade have died en masse in the battle for the first front, the fortress snipers who have lost the cover of the terrain and the cover of the one-piece plate armor, in hand-to-hand combat, are far from being the opponents of the dismounted squire knights and some of the heavy knights who have lost their horses, but none of them retreated. Until the last moment, the captain of the Fifth Crossbow Brigade, holding a broken shield and a steel hoe, shouted frantically, and led the last dozen crossbowmen to rush to the last high ground, and then drowned under the sharp swords and fangs of the squire knights and dismounted heavy knights.

Allah wiped away his tears, which were already dry. He raised the heavy military gun that he didn't know from whose corpse, and a bloody battle forced away the three heavy knights who had fallen in front of him, and immediately roared, shook out a string of guns, and pierced the eye of the slower tin can on the opposite side, and then twisted it, only to hear the "clang", and the blade of the gun was broken in the brain of the tin can.

Allah threw the severed-bladed military gun at the Swadian in front of him, picked up another two-handed sword from the ground, and roared: "Brothers, counter charge!

The Rhodok infantry, which was already showing signs of collapse, suddenly squeezed out the last of their courage and strength with this roar that suddenly resounded across the battlefield, and they all raised their mutilated shields and weapons in their hands, and in hysterical and beastly roars, they rushed forward, once again pushing the equally scarred heavy knights down the trench full of corpses.

Claes, over there, finally blew the horn of retreat once, and the tide of Swadians slowly retreated. Some of the seriously wounded, who were thrown into the trenches, were left uncared for, and were stabbed to death by the mad Rhodoks.