The wind was cold, but the people on the battlefield did not feel the slightest chill, and both the Bruts and the underground people were fighting bloodily to defend the light in their hearts. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Snape was a Silverscale Guard, but his shield was missing, yes, along with his arm. The massive blood loss made his face pale and cold sweat flowed, and his breathing began to become rapid, but not as powerful as before, as if it had changed from a bulging bellows to a tattered air bag.

The cold weather didn't help him stop the wound on his broken arm, he was still bleeding profusely, and he didn't even have time to simply bandage it on the walls, because the slightest distraction would make his head fall to the ground. Since he climbed the city wall, he has killed two underground soldiers, and it stands to reason that he has earned it, even if he falls here in the next moment, he will not lose money.

But he felt that it was not enough, because the comrade-in-arms who rushed to the front just now in order to buy time for him and the people behind him, fearlessly raised his shield and rushed into the formation of the underground people, and slammed into a piece of space, but he was also hacked to death with a knife, although he had already lost his breath, he still held his shield high and pressed against the front, until he was overthrown to the ground by cutting off his legs.

So Snape felt that he had to count the brother and kill a few more undergrounders.

However, the massive blood loss caused his blood volume to decrease, and the venous return was insufficient, and the cardiac output was reduced, and his blood pressure also fell gradually. Although his endocrine system is constantly regulated, it secretes large amounts of renin and antidiuretic hormone, which constricts blood vessels, thereby raising blood pressure.

But it won't be long before his body is decompensated and eventually weakened, but he won't die of hemorrhagic shock, because until then, his enemies will help him understand the pain.

Fortunately, he can still rely on a large amount of adrenaline secretion to keep his body in an abnormal state for a short time, and maybe he can really pull a few more pads.

Snape didn't know much about medicine, but he could really feel how bad his condition was, so he didn't want to waste a moment rushing towards his next target. It was a tall brute bull warrior, emitting black smoke all over his body, with agile movements and infinite strength.

These underworldns must have sold their souls to demons, Snape thought, raising his sword and stabbing the bull warriors in the legs, dealing with these big guys was to nullify their ability to move first. Despite his growing weakness, Snape moved lightly, silently approaching the bull warrior who was struggling with another silverscale guard like a viper, and then struck out with a sudden move.

The bull warrior was alert and dodged away, but he was still cut by the sudden sword, which cut the popliteal fossa, severing the tendons and ligaments, and even the popliteal artery was cut, and the blood flowed profusely.

Even the bull warrior, known for his stamina, could not ignore the anatomy, and he roared in anger when he lost a leg, smashing the gravel with the giant axe in his hand, but he could not change the fate of being killed.

But with him Snape fell, and he wanted to kill a few more, but his body began to disobey him. He sat down against the wall, the long sword in his hand lifted and put down, trembling, and finally he couldn't hold it, and fell to the ground with a clatter.

In the last days of his life, he heard the anxious cries of his comrades, the sound of swords falling to the ground, and the sound of horses' hooves resounding in the sky, which he recognized as the sound of their proud two knightly orders marching towards victory. He was familiar with it, for the son he regarded as the proudest son of his life was the deputy commander of the Black Knights, the right and left hand of Lord Arthas.

Marne, my son, may you triumph and be well......

At this time, Marne, who was riding his horse to launch a charge, did not know that his last meeting with his father had become a farewell. This ordinary-looking man, but with a resolute face, is tasked with leading his men to cut through the second line of defense of the Underground.

The black horsemen led by Marne soon overtook Julius's ranks and became the tip of the sword, and the replaced black horsemen began to silently gather strength once again in preparation for the next assault.

If Arthas is the soul of the "Black Knight", then Julius, Drake and Marne are the equally indispensable hands and feet of this order, because of their existence, the "Black Knight" can so tacitly and efficiently carry out those orders that seem incredible to outsiders, and can condense the power of the Black Rider into a fist, retract, and fight again, and the cycle is almost inexhaustible.

On the way to the center of the Desperate Fortress, the black-pressed underground soldiers were already in full battle, which was also the reason why the defense at the city wall was not as strong as the Des side imagined. Due to the inferiority of the number of legends, it was impossible to rely on the walls to gain an advantage, so they focused their defense on the path to the heart of the Desperate Castle.

And what awaits Des here is not just the soldiers of the underground people.

Unlike Akarin's mature magical civilization, the underground world, which has been in chaos for a long time, has not developed a relatively complete civilization system, on the one hand, due to the fragmented and harsh environment, and on the other hand, due to the Majin themselves.

The abilities of the Red Demon are talents, mostly related to bloodlines, and most of them are unique and bizarre, but they are not malleable and replicable. Although the Dark Demon is learned through the day after tomorrow, in terms of the essence of the distance, the research of the underground people is almost in a state of stagnation, and it can be said that they know it but do not know why.

Moreover, in terms of cultivation and teaching, the Dark Demon is still in the same traditional education mode, unlike the many academies and various research institutions in the Akalin Continent, which is also one of the reasons for the slow development of supernatural civilization in the underground world.

But when God closes one door for you, He also opens another window. Although the most potential Majin civilization is developing slowly, the beast operator who is a war job has unexpectedly developed a rudimentary system in the war. Its most representative achievement is the Ten Thousand Beast Legion of the Underground People, whether it is a war beast such as the Flame Tiger, the Demon Spirit Monster or the Vajra Beast, it is the result of the careful cultivation of generations of beast operators.

At this point, it can be said that they play a role far beyond the contribution of the Majin Clan.

And now, if they want to stop the two fierce knights of "Black Knight" and "Beamon", they still can't do without the help of the giant beasts they have cultivated.

Before he could get closer, Marne saw the massive figures, and the wild roars, but his resolute countenance was undaunted, even with a contemptuous smile.

The black cavalry spear is pointing to the place where the military flag stands! )