"Who's coming?" just as Odysseus's words fell, another shout, not too loud, rang out. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Odysseus then realized that the recruit, for some reason, did not leave.

He stood at the bottom of the fortress, armed with an incomparably shabby standard weapon, facing an army of tens of thousands.

He didn't run away.

He stayed.

Odysseus, not alone.

He also has companions.

The fastest Ice Lizard Knight had already reached fifty yards in front of the fortress, and at this distance, he was able to stab the emaciated human soldier with a single acceleration.

"Ahhh!!h

But in the first battle of the Southern Expedition, he won the first human head, which can be regarded as a merit.

He clamped the ice lizard under his crotch, causing it to charge even more ferocentricly.

Speed has reached a limit.

Piercing, coming.

The last ten yards.

It seems like time has slowed down.

The lizard knight looked at the young human soldier with a look of determination in fear.

Die!!

He screamed in his heart.

It was in this moment.

The next moment.

The spear was already at the soldier's throat, and the soldier seemed to be frightened and stupid.

Suddenly, a huge spear, along with the lizard under the lizard knight's crotch, started from the lizard knight's head and penetrated in an instant.

Bursting blood and brains splattered the recruit's face.

It wasn't until this moment that he reacted a little and took a step back.

"Recruit, this is the battlefield, wake up, go home and sleep if you want to sleep. Odysseus raised the spear in his hand and threw the body of the lizard knight out at once, blocking it sideways in front of the fortress.

A husband is a pass.

But how many of his enemies are there?

An army of tens of thousands, sprinting towards the small fortress from every direction.

Odysseus began to shoot continuously, and the recruits behind him were barely helping him kill the enemy.

No matter how much you kill the enemy, you can't finish killing them.

A tidal wave of offensives.

By the time the thirty-ninth man was killed, the recruit's standard long knife had been broken.

He casually tried to pick up an enemy's long knife and continue to kill the enemy, but was shot through his body by a spear that came out of an oblique stab.

By the time Odysseus wanted to block it, it was too late.

He could only blast the man who had pierced him into meat sauce, and then lifted the recruit up and put it behind him, he didn't know why the recruit wanted to stay, and he didn't know what his unfulfilled wishes were.

The only thing he could do was kill more people for him.

The offensive continues.

Although the army of the Northland has thousands of troops and horses, and Odysseus has only one person, it is in a stalemate.

Just when the two sides fought for longer and longer, as if they were going to fight until they were old.

At the rear of the military formation, several magic power weapons responsible for long-range sniping set up sniper rifles, aiming their muzzles at the one that had killed countless people and was like a demon god.

Their guns are all specially crafted, and as long as they are hit, even if they are armed with general-level magic power, they will explode with one shot.

"One is aiming. ”

"Two is aiming. ”

"Number three is ready. ”

In order to be able to ensure the kill, they even spared no expense and dispatched three sniper bodies.

The target is locked, just wait for a shot.

"Countdown to the ......"

"Three ......"

"Two ......"

"One ......"

"Don't shoot. "The muzzle of the sniper rifle has a deep blue sheen, and it is only a few tenths of a minute before it can be discharged.

Someone interrupted them.

It's Su Junyan.

Beiwang stood next to several sniper power weapons, looked at the body he had transformed with his own hands, and said softly: "He wasn't a hero before, but this time he is, a hero shouldn't die like this." ”

Heroes, should die honorably.

I don't know how many lives have been filled in.

In short, the corpses were already piled up as high as that fortress.

Odysseus stood on top of the pile of corpses, gasping for breath and looking at the enemy who was still in sight.

He was so tired that his hands were shaking so much that he couldn't hold the joystick.

The line of sight is also blurry.

The body's energy is also about to bottom out.

Really, it's the end of the road.

It's okay, it's okay to die like this.

It's better than going away, going incognito, and finally dying in a bed where I don't know where I don't know, and I'm about to forget my real name.

How can the descendants of Pompeii die like that?

Another Northern Iron Medallion in black armor rushed up on a war horse, he was not afraid of the death of his comrades, he only wanted to kill this human who dared to stop their southward advance.

The iron knight roared, and the iron spear in the knight's hand was already buzzing.

He grabbed the horse's belly and began the final sprint.

And Odysseus, too, saw this ride, he gasped and waited for the other party.

In the last three yards, he jerked the joystick and used all his strength to fire the shot.

The last shot.

Lonetanst.

Tiger's Fang.

Tiger Spear.

Although, he has no strength, no spirit, no chance to open his eyes again.

But this shot, its brilliance, will surely be famous through the ages!

Because, Pompeii, it's a fiery surname.

The descendants of the House of Pompeii will never take a step back.

Volcanoes are born, volcanoes are dead.

Now, the volcano is extinguished.

The exploding spear shattered the knight's spear to pieces, including the iron armor on his body and the horse under his crotch.

But the shot didn't really fall, it was just an inch away from the knight's face.

"Poof-" The knight was stunned for three seconds, then he fell, and then rolled down to the bottom of the mountain of corpses.

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At the same time.

Above the iron wall.

As if sensing something, the general guarding the pass glanced at the north, and then at the deserters who had withdrawn from the fortress at the front.

The deserters were still holding a letter of apology and saying something loudly, hoping that the person who closed it would open the door.

"Kill them all. The general said lightly.

In the first half of his life, he was suppressed by the Pompey family and had been unwilling in the army, and after the fall of Pompeii, he was promoted to this position.

Today, he saw with his own eyes that the last flame of Pompeii had also vanished, and he couldn't help but let out a long sigh and said, "Pompeii's funeral can't be too shabby. ”

So he closed the ten thousand arrows and fired them at once, like a shot at the one who was not far away.

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The second more.

Although the book has been read very little, I would like to say that it is a great honor to be here with you this year. (To be continued.) )