The Blood Drinker stood in front of the city gates, looking at the soldiers assembled in front of him. Everyone was wounded, and some of them couldn't even stand steadily, so they had to be supported by the people next to them.

The Blooddrinker looked at these people and said in a loud voice, "I know that in your minds, the Blooddrinker is a cursed being, a person who is not blessed by God, just like their Hackran father or mother.

But now, we have been abandoned by God, God is in the royal city, God is in the West, God is in Hanse, but God has never been here, never fought side by side with us.

At this time, instead of believing in God, it is better to believe in the comrades around you, and it is better to believe that you can die well by fighting side by side with me! ”

Some of the soldiers bowed their heads at what he said, and it was they who had been looking at the blood drinkers with malicious eyes.

The blood-drinker took his spear, slammed it on the ground, and shouted:

"Now, listen to me! Everyone stood in a row facing me! ”

The queue was quickly formed, and he then shouted:

"All native Hanseilles, step forward!"

More than twenty people stepped forward in unison, looking at these blood drinkers and nodded.

"Very well, you are all Hanse, and Hanseilles have the responsibility to guard their homeland!"

He looked around and said:

"Next, all those who have participated in a campaign in their entirety, take a step forward!"

Some of the twenty or so people who had just come out of the queue took a step forward, and some in the last row stepped forward to the second row.

"You are veterans, you have more skilled combat skills, you should stand in front of the recruits!"

After the blooddrinker finished speaking, he walked up to the front of one of the soldiers in the first row with his spear, patted him on the shoulder, and asked:

"Are you scared?"

The soldier puffed up his chest and shouted, "Don't be afraid! ”

"Well, like him, those who have no fear in their hearts at this moment can take another step forward!"

Four or five people, including the soldiers just now, immediately stepped forward to form the new first row, and some soldiers from the back row were added to the front row.

Some of the soldiers hesitated, and when they raised their steps to take a step forward, the blooddrinker raised his spear and slammed it to the ground again.

"Okay, the people who didn't move just now don't have to move forward, you hesitate, you didn't seize the opportunity to become a warrior, there is no time for you to hesitate on the battlefield, you can't seize the opportunity and there is only a dead end!"

"I've just seen a lot of warriors, and I'm so grateful that you can stand by my side and fight with me at the end!"

"Now your formation is the formation of our charge, and I will lead you out of here in a moment. We need to let the people outside know that the Hanseilles are not lambs hiding in the walls to be slaughtered! ”

"Hanses are invincible!"

At this moment, the thirty-five soldiers standing in front of the blood-drinker all raised their heads, and in their eyes, the light of determination replaced fear, disappointment, and shame.

Thirty-six distinct voices streaked across the morning sky and resounded through the clouds.

"Hanses are invincible, Hanses are invincible, Hanses are invincible!"

The Third Army of the Gangga Empire marched through the mountains, and the army was like a long snake, winding for several kilometers.

In the luxurious car of the Chinese army, a young man in armor was sitting under the pergola squinting and napping, and he was woken up by a faint noise in the distance.

He opened his eyes and looked at an old man beside him, who was also wearing armor, and asked with a dissatisfied look on his face:

"What's wrong? Why is it so noisy? Don't you see I'm sleeping? ”

The old man arched his hand and replied:

"Your Royal Highness the Prince, it seems that the former army that attacked the Saimenxia Fortress has withdrawn."

"What does it mean to withdraw, withdraw? At that time, you said that with your rock puppet, the three cities of Lianke would not be a problem. Why, are you farting when you speak? ”

Known as His Royal Highness the Prince is King Hebi, the eldest prince of the Gangga Empire, and on the side is the chief general of the Third Army of the Gangga Empire, Wannibal.

"Your Royal Highness the Prince, the control of that rock puppet was handed over to the front army, probably because the front army was not properly controlled, so something went wrong, but it doesn't matter, the last general still has a puppet, and this time it will definitely be able to capture Saimen Gorge."

"Hmph, I hope it's like you said." King Hebi snorted coldly and continued to close his eyes to recuperate.

Seeing this, Wannibal turned his eyebrows down and walked off the stage with a blue face.

"The smell of milk has not dried, what battlefield do you know?"

Vanibal immediately summoned a general next to him and said:

"You take your men to stop the retreating front army, and then take all the generals of the front army to the front of the Chinese army and cut them down, and you stay in the front as a warlord. All the soldiers of the former army form the first team, and those who take a step back, die! ”

The general took the order, and quickly left the Chinese army with his men.

Soon all the generals of the front army were beheaded in public, and the remaining soldiers of the front army had to turn around and follow behind the only remaining rock puppet and advance towards Saimen Gorge.

By the time the army of the Gangga Empire was in front of the Saimen Gorge, it was already noon. Compared with the noise of the army, the castle tower of Saimenxia was exceptionally quiet.

The tall rock golem, laden with soldiers, made its way to the wall. Just as the rock golem walked to the wall to lay down the soldiers, the gate suddenly opened.

An army of only thirty-six men roared out of the gates, the first of whom was none other than the Blood Drinker.

King Hebi and Wannibal, who were watching the battle in the Chinese army, were stunned when they saw this, and Wannibal immediately laughed and manipulated the rock puppet.

I saw the huge puppet raise its foot and stomp on it, and the last few Hansei soldiers who rushed to it disappeared under the huge rock feet in an instant. Many soldiers standing on the puppet were also shocked and fell off the puppet, turning into a puddle of flesh.

King Hebi also laughed wildly: "These Kicher people are like grasshoppers shaking trees, all right, let's destroy them." ”

The rock golem turned around and pursued the charging Hanseille soldiers, and all those who were caught up were reduced to flesh under their feet.

At this time, the Ganghe soldiers on the rock puppet also fell down a lot because of their unsteady standing, but Wannibal didn't care about the life or death of these former soldiers, and he didn't mean to stop at all.

The front army on the ground also screamed and blocked the path of the Blooddrinker, who charged at the outnumbered enemy with his spear in hand.

The soldiers of the front army had hideous smiles on their faces, and the long swords in their hands suddenly burst into a dazzling light.

Flashing Sword, the infamous battlefield fighting magic, the soldiers of the former army seem to have seen the scene of the blinded enemy holding a spear in search of an opponent, and then being hacked to death by the sword with a face full of unwillingness.

The spear that pierced through their bodies put an end to their illusions, and the Hackland blood on the Blooddrinker gave them a certain degree of magical immunity as well, and the mere glittering sword didn't affect the Blooddrinker in the slightest.

The blood of the enemy splattered on the blooddrinker's face, and his strength grew rapidly, and he raised his foot and kicked the corpse to draw his spear.

Shot after shot, the blooddrinker stabbed his spear mechanically as he moved forward quickly. Looking down from the sky, it was like a hot knife cutting through a piece of lard, and there was a great gap where the blood drinker passed.

It's not that the front army doesn't want to surround him, but the blooddrinker draws a lot of physical power from the blood of the enemy, and the speed has become extremely fast, and the enemy in front of him can't hinder his advance in the slightest.

The blooddrinker suddenly felt a different drop of blood splashed on the back of his neck, and he looked back to see that it was the soldier who had answered him, with several arrows stuck in his body, and a slash in his stomach, and his intestines covered with blood hung on his belly.

But the soldier, as if he had no idea of the pain, roared the word "Hanse" and stabbed a former soldier with his sword.

The sword stuck in the opponent's body could not be pulled out, and he pulled out an arrow stuck in his body, ignoring the blood that spurted out, and plunged the arrow into the neck of another enemy.

A sword stabbed into his body from behind, the tip of the sword stabbed out of his chest, he let out a loud cry, hugged the other enemy in front of him, pulled it himself, and stabbed the other person's heart with the tip of the sword in his chest.

Watching his comrades' eyes gradually lose their brilliance, the blooddrinker knew why this blood was different, it was the blood of a warrior.

If the blood of the enemy gives the blood drinker physical strength, then this drop of comrade's blood inspires the infinite ferocity of the blood drinker.

He no longer only cares about advancing, but swings his spear to kill the enemies around him.

The blood drinker was like a meat grinder, mercilessly harvesting all the lives that came close to him on the battlefield, and the thirty-five soldiers who rushed out with him were all killed at this time, and he was the only one left in the defenders of Saimenxia.

The cursed man danced a forbidden blood-colored dance in the middle of the battlefield, his overwhelmed spear broke in two, and he picked up another sword and continued to make corpses.

Soon the soldiers of the front army collapsed and turned around and ran towards the Chinese army.

The soldiers who oversaw the battle ruthlessly raised their swords and slashed at their former comrades, but soon, when true ruthlessness came to them, they also turned and ran backwards.

No one can outrun the blooddrinker at this time, and if there is, it must be that the person behind him has not yet died.

The soldiers shouted in panic the words "Blooddrinker" and "Run", and the blooddrinker alone drove the front army of the Gangga Empire towards the middle army like a wolf driving a flock of sheep.

The so-called defeat was like a mountain, and the defeated army soon spread panic to those behind, and the soldiers retreated backwards around the prince's chariot.

It was good that the chariot did not move, but it attracted the attention of the blood drinkers, and he jumped over the front army and jumped directly into the Chinese army.

"Protect the Prince, Protect the Prince!" A large number of Chinese soldiers surrounded the blooddrinker, and the blooddrinker roared, fit and crashed into the soldier in front of him and quickly rushed to the huge chariot in front.

The Blood Drinker knew that he was running out of time, and although he had absorbed a large amount of physical power through his blood, it was all human blood, and people would soon be exhausted, and the enemies whose blood was drained were no exception.

It seems that he is very strong now, but perhaps his strength will soon wane, and he will rush into the car before this time and kill the people on it.

When he knocked the people around him away, an open space appeared next to him, and he jumped high again, this time landing on the cart.

Looking at King Hebi, who was close in front of him and panicked, he walked over step by step with his sword.

Suddenly, he felt a softness under his feet, and the strength in his body was passing rapidly, and the flaws of this moment were seized by the surrounding guards, and three or four spears pierced the body of the blooddrinker from behind.

The blooddrinker roared, his strength returned a little, and he took another step forward firmly and slowly, and several guards holding spears behind him were directly dragged to the ground by him.

Several more spears pierced his body, blood-stained tips poking out of his abdomen.

Knowing that it would never be possible to walk in front of the enemy again, the blooddrinker reached out and grabbed the tip of the spear in his abdomen, and pulled the spear out from the back to the front with the pain.

The guard holding the spear behind him only felt a strong force, and the next moment it slammed into the body of the blood drinker, losing control of the spear.

The blooddrinker felt the internal organs of his abdomen rolling, but he did not change his face, raised his spear, and threw it at King Hebi in front of him with all his might.

Seeing that the spear was about to hit the other party, a flash of light suddenly flashed on King Hebi's body, and a shining hexagonal light shield blocked the blow, but the light shield also became dim.

Seeing the opponent's light shield disappear in a flash, as if it had never appeared, and the spear he threw fell to the ground, the blood-drinker roared unwillingly, dragging the guards behind him and rushing forward.

Vanibal, who was beside King Hebi, finally reacted at this time, pulled out his long sword, and cut off the head of the blood drinker with one sword, only to see the head roll on the ground several times and fall at the feet of King Hebi, a pair of angry eyes glaring at him.

The blooddrinker's headless body continued to rush forward a few steps before finally losing its strength and falling heavily to the ground.

At this point, only one of the defenders of Saimenxia survived, and all the rest were killed.