Although the area where the public ** lives is also in the city, it is actually not connected to any street in the city on the ground. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

The high wall divides a city into two worlds.

The people outside the wall are breaking down the wall at this time.

"Bang, bang, bang......" The wall of the wood and stone structure collapsed for a whole section in just a few clicks, and the soldiers in neat armor walked through the broken high wall in black and pressed through the broken high wall, forcing into the public ** area.

The blade reflected the morning sun, and the murderous aura spread.

The little old man was silent, holding the sharpened stick in front of him with both hands as if he were holding a spear.

Take a step and take a slight knee bit.

There was still blood and tears on his face, and his hoarse throat was like the friction of gold and iron, and he shouted:

"Kill!"

The rickety body began the last and probably the first charge in his life.

The little old man's life experience in the past 29 years, few people know, in the short journey of the charge, some pictures that only he knows, constantly replay in the little old man's mind.

Fresh air, bright sunshine, at that time he was still a tall and handsome young man, was on the way to find him, hoping to meet the right girl, and then with her, like parents, to live a peaceful, happy and ordinary life, have children, until a peaceful sleep.

However, the gods descended, preached the world, the war broke out, in order to protect his parents, in order to protect his newlywed wife, the little old man became a knight of light, rode a war horse, raised a spear, on the battlefield, a battle of life and death.

A soldier who did not die on the battlefield may be the regret of the little old man's life.

The dark life of the public ** subordinate area, after ten years, the little old man thought that he would die tragically like other slaves, after being squeezed out of the last bit of life.

But I didn't expect that before I died, I could still see a little bright hope.

Pandora, Xiaohu, live healthily, carry the hope of everyone in the public ** district, and live together in the light with our share.

Then, the little old man saw the cold light of the blade of the gun in front of him.

Resolutely, he met it with his chest, let the blade of the spear penetrate his chest, pierce his heart, and use the last bit of strength to pierce the sharpened wooden stick into the leather armor of the soldier.

Die......

The strange slave, the death-like charge, and the powerful blow that can be stabbed after the heart is broken, made the soldier who harvested the life of the little old man slightly stunned, and looked at the public ** area that slowly rose in the dawn sun.

All the slaves went to their shacks, as if frightened by the death of the little old man.

But whether it was the army that was approaching, or the side of the Salvation Society, they all felt the majesty of that vitality, and they all felt a force called hope rising.

This power is like magma hidden in the depths of the earth's crust for hundreds of thousands of years, which has been silent, and suddenly erupts at this time.

One by one, with an obvious personal style, the broken or even the murder weapon converted from garbage was pulled out of the small shacks.

He is already full of gray hair, and although he doesn't know his actual age, he looks like an eighty or ninety-year-old man.

He also looks relatively young, like a half-grown child in his thirties and forties.

Even the skinny children who are only in the single digits in age.

Silently pulled out the murder weapon that he had been preparing for an unknown amount of time, and gathered together silently, silently forming a human wall, silently blocking in front of the members of the Redemption Society.

"All slaves belonging to the Frontier City will immediately kneel on both sides of the road, and may be spared death!"

The man in charge of the army shouted loudly.

But the slaves remained silent.

The holy light on Soth's body dimmed, slowly disappeared from the surface of Soth's body, and seeped into Soth's body.

With the Dawning Blade in his hand, Soth walked from behind the wall of slaves to the wall of people, step by step.

"If someone dies, more will die soon, I don't know if I'll die, but what I want to do now ......"

Soth raised his sword to his chest with both hands, and slowly overflowed with the blade of divine brilliance, standing it on the side of his head.

"Charge!"

Suddenly, Soth's wrists flipped with both hands, and the blade of the sword that stood on the side of the trouble suddenly flipped ninety degrees, and the tip of the sword pointed at the army of Frontier City.

A pure white meteor rises from the ground!

The momentum of the meteor should be gone forever, either burning itself clean at the most brilliant moment, or penetrating everything and chiseling through the earth!

However, the pure white meteor that Soth had transformed into had penetrated the military formation in an instant, and then returned again.

Soth, who reappeared in front of the human wall formed by the slaves, the holy light wrapped in his body disappeared, and the whole body stood outside the human wall sweating, holding the hands of the Dawning Blade, trembling slightly.

Without any excess, with the blessing of the Dawning Blade, he has the level of mystical life, and Soth has a hard time using mystical life.

After a full blow, the whole person was tired.

However, fortunately, such a blow is irreplaceable for boosting people's morale.

The slaves opened their mouths and let out an angry roar, and the slaves, who had been silent for an unknown amount of time, let out the first roar, and the kind of moving heart, as if after the battle of the orcs, made people's blood boil in an instant.

Lalon's skin was hot all over his body, and the hot blood in his body kept pounding his chest.

Laron is a true knight, and at this time, he wants to fight, to fight heartily.

The wrist was grabbed by the mouse, and Laron instinctively exerted force, but found that he did not break free.

The rat was torn by Lalon's force, and his palm was drenched in blood from the body of a quasi-Mithril with the Platinum Sharp characteristic.

Laron looked back at the mouse.

The mouse looked at Laron calmly, but in the depths of his eyes, he was questioning:

"Lalon, what do you want to do? You forgot who you are?"

Lalong took a deep breath, suppressed the battle intent in his body, and said in a low voice:

"This group of slaves, theirs, theirs ......"

Laron couldn't find any adjectives to describe the aura he sensed from these slaves!

I only know that the existence of that kind of breath can make him forget everything, ignore life and death, and go to a battle!

The steps of the slaves were not neat, so to speak, chaotic.

The speed of the slaves was not fast, it could be said to be slow.

The weapons of the slaves were not sharp, so to speak, rotten.

The formation of the slaves, no, the slaves do not have a formation!

However, the slaves charged, and launched a charge towards the army formation, which was well armed, well-formed, and well-paced.

Soth didn't know if his words had worked, or if the little old man's death had worked, or if he wasn't even sure if he had the Dawning Blade and the Holy Light that had caused it to work.

In short, the slaves erupted with the will to die, and launched a doomed and victorious charge to the army without regret or return!

Soth turned around and shouted:

"What are you waiting for?

The members of the Redemption Society woke up suddenly, and the slaves had already charged under the guns of the first row of the army.

Blood began to splatter, and the sound of wailing and scolding became one, mixed with some kind of chewing sound that made people shiver and tingle.

The public servants have never been regarded as human beings, but the slaves at this time have also forgotten that they are human beings.

Weapons were broken, bodies were pierced, and even limbs were cut off, but they could not stop the advance of these slaves.

With your nails, with your teeth, with the virus that is infected in your body, and I don't know if it will be contagious, use everything to attack and charge.

Then, a miracle happened.

Organized and neatly arrayed, armies with elite weapons and armor retreated under the attack of the slaves.

At this time, the members of the Redemption Society followed suit and attacked.

A golden-red signal, rising into the sky, was the principal of the army, sending out a signal to find the target.

"Quick, speed up!"

Thus slaughtered these ordinary soldiers, and the Blade of Dawn was not stained with blood, but at this time, the whole body was already soaked with blood.

Soth, who killed the red eye, didn't find that the members of his team were very measured, and no one died under the blade, at most, they knocked the soldiers unconscious and made them lose their combat effectiveness.

Zhou Mo stood in the sky above the public ** subordinate, looking at the battle that should have been one-sided, but in fact it was also one-sided, but the winner and the loser had fallen.

Johnson was wrapped in a faint holy light, faintly invisible under the morning sun light, and stood respectfully behind Zhou Mo.

"In the era of cold weapons, will and morale are the most important conditions for influencing local wars. ”

"Soldiers who are afraid of death can't beat these slaves who don't want to die!"

"It's interesting, much better than I thought. ”

Zhou Mo looked at the bright seed in Suos's body, which was growing up like crazy and was about to take root and sprout, with an inexplicable meaning in his eyes, and the smile on the corner of his mouth was quite gratifying.

"Johnson, go back, don't show up anytime soon, and don't let people know you're alive until the plan is over. ”

Johnson bowed respectfully, and then flew quickly in the direction of Platinum City.

In the air, Zhou Mo was the only one left, looking at the members of the Redemption Society who had already highlighted the public ** area and moved quickly towards the nearest city gate.

The soldiers who intercepted were completely stunned by the slaves' lifeless, beast-like attacks, and without rules, they couldn't be stopped for a moment, which made Zhou Mo frown and scolded:

"A bunch of rubbish!"

The figure flashed, and the next moment appeared in front of Lady Soraya.

With Zhou Mo's current strength, as long as he remembers a person's source energy breath and incarnates into holy light, through the source energy world, he can appear in front of the corresponding person in an instant.

However, it seemed that it was not the right time for Zhou Mo to appear at this time.

Mrs. Soraya was half-lying on the soft couch in the city lord's office, this was nothing, the key was that Mrs. Soraya was in her arms, Angel's clothes were half-undone, revealing a soft lump on her chest, and that little bit of cherry red was already standing up, trembling, changing shape in Mrs. Soraya's hands.

Lady Soraya's slender and plump legs protruded from the slit skirt, and were between Angel's slender legs, at the top.

Angel's long skirt was lifted high, and her two slender bony legs were clamping Mrs. Soraya's plump legs, trying to stop the continuous friction with a hint of watery sound, but in vain.

An Jie'er is just a **** girl, how can she compete with the sophisticated techniques that Mrs. Soraya has trained countless girls.

The slightly suppressed moans were gentle and long, showing An Jie'er's state at this time, not so much resisting as enjoying.

Zhou Mo's silent appearance did not disturb the two ladies who were immersed in training and being trained at first.

"An Jie'er, relax, don't resist, feel the guidance from the depths of your blood, that is the most precious talent given to women by God, I really envy you!"

Lady Soraya's voice was beautiful and mysterious, seductive like a devil, constantly whispering beside Angel's jade-like earlobes.

Zhou Mo pursed his lips, his mouth was a little dry, he never expected that at this time, there was already a storm in the Critical City, and Lady Soraya, as the city lord of the Critical City, still had the heart to play this kind of lily game here.

"Ahem!" Although Zhou Mo didn't mind continuing to enjoy this beautiful scenery full of temptation, at this time, time was pressing, and as the city lord of Critical City, there were more important things for Soraya to do.

Zhou Mo's coughing made the bodies of the two women on the soft couch stiffen at the same time, and then raised their eyes to see Zhou Mo at the same time.

While Soraya was slightly surprised, a slight smile appeared at the corner of her mouth, and she gave Zhou Mo a seductive look.

An Jie'er, on the other hand, was shocked and then turned into fear, and the whole person broke free from Mrs. Soraya's arms for the first time, tidied up her clothes as quickly as possible, stood in place, lowered her head, and her whole body trembled violently, and she didn't know whether she was ashamed or hateful.

Mrs. Soraya's long legs gracefully drew a circle on the soft couch, and then she sat up, her soft and slender waist twisting, showing her most beautiful curves in an instant.

"My lord, how long have you been here?, are you satisfied?" The words full of ridicule made Zhou Mo raise his eyebrows.

"An Jie'er is very useful, don't play her badly, otherwise it will interfere with my plan, you know the consequences!" Zhou Mo's voice was faint, and there was no special tone.

But the words were enough to deter Soraya.

Standing up, he regained his dignity and respect.

"My lord, you came in person, there must be something urgent, please command!" Instantly separated from the charm of Fang Cai, Soraya recovered into the shrewd and capable female city lord in an instant.

"Those people from the Redemption Society, who have instigated those slaves in the Gong** District, have already routed the army that arrived first and escaped to the north gate, how is the defense force of the north gate, do you have any arrangements?"

Soraya looked shocked when she heard that the army had been routed by the slaves.

"How so?"

"Put away your shock, these things you will have time to understand in the future, answer my questions. Zhou Mo's voice became serious.

This made Soraya swallow a mouthful of incense, and after thinking about it for a moment, she showed a confident look.

"If the lord is talking about the North Gate, please rest assured, the two platinum knight squads led by the knight are stationed there, and the slaves in the public ** subordinate area are more than 1,000 people at most, and no matter how hard they rob it, they will definitely not be able to rush out!"

Hearing that Bode was there, Zhou Mo was slightly surprised and asked:

"Bo didn't go back to Platinum City? I clearly ordered him to go back and think about it behind closed doors!"

Lady Soraya smiled lightly and said:

"It was I who stopped the knight of Bod, and thought about this kind of thing behind closed doors, it was not a big deal sooner or later, but a baron in the city took a fancy to Bod, and wanted to marry his eldest daughter to Bod, which is a lifelong event, and must be settled before going back. ”

Zhou Mo frowned, but didn't say anything, waved his hand, and said:

"Pass the order, except for the Soth team and the godslayer, all the members of the Redemption Society will be cleared, and I don't want to miss any of them. ”

"As for the Soth team and the Godslayer, drive them into the city, it's time for Angel to appear!"