The enemy in front of him was too busy to take care of himself, and Boktor could naturally see it with his rich experience, and he was happy in his heart, and the speed of the knights' attack became faster, and Poktor also made a posture from time to time to attack Nader who was lying on the ground, so that Gabriel's clothes began to slowly crack, and Elizabeth's heart became more and more anxious. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

The longer the time drags on, the more unfavorable it will be for her, the current body, Elizabeth can feel that her breathing is beginning to be rapid, according to the current amount of action, she can hold on for about twenty minutes at most, if it passes, Elizabeth will have to withdraw from Gabriel's body, at that time, even if Elizabeth wants to break the ring and kill Boktor and others, to rescue Gabriel and Nader, there will be changes due to the problem of time, as long as one is not careful, Gabriel and Nader may die before they come, this risk, Elizabeth can't take the risk, it can be said that she has driven herself to a dead endThe only thing we can do now is to defeat the enemy in front of you.

Only then can Gabriel and Nader continue to live, otherwise...... Thinking of this, Elizabeth's heart tightened, she knew that if it dragged on like this, there were nine people on the other side, and she only had Gabriel to control, if they continued to play wheel warfare, after twenty minutes, they would still have combat effectiveness, and they were going to die of exhaustion, and they had to change their combat methods, and all they could do now was to reduce the possession time and increase the output of energy.

Elizabeth reluctantly made this very dangerous decision in her heart, she did so, it is very likely that the time of possession will be reduced to ten minutes, although the attack power has increased, but this is still not a perfect strategy, but at this time there is still no complete way, and it may even cause any sequelae to Gabriel, after all, Gabriel's body is not the best, and the meridians in it are not completely opened, bearing this power, Elizabeth does not know what it will bring to Gabriel, but now, saving life is more important than anything else, and Elizabeth can only do this。

After making a decision, Elizabeth no longer kept it, took a deep breath, and for a while, Gabriel only felt the energy like the sea rolling towards him, filling his body, Gabriel felt like a balloon full of gas that was about to explode, and could only rely on his will to staggering to support his body from being torn to pieces.

Although he couldn't control his body, this feeling was something Gabriel needed to bear, and Elizabeth didn't know that Gabriel was tasting the 'happiness' of being strangled to death at this time.

At this time, Gabriel had already spoken to Elizabeth in his mind, knowing that the energy in his body and the person who controlled his body was Elizabeth, and he was very happy to accept this sudden change, and there was no dissatisfaction, as for the explosion crisis that followed, Gabriel also suffered it silently, and did not tell Elizabeth, he was afraid that if he said this, Elizabeth had an accident, and at this moment of crisis, Gabriel's heart knew very well that only by defeating these people in front of him could there be a future, otherwise what was waiting for them was death。

Elizabeth also knew this truth, so she flowed all the energy in her body into Gabriel's body in one go, and stabbed at the enemy in front of her.

So Poktor's heart was even happy, thinking that it was really a child, even if his strength was close to his own, but in terms of combat mentality, he was very naïve, thinking so, Poktor was ready to pick up four or two thousand catties, thinking that as long as the strength of the enemy in front of him was consumed, it would be victory at that time, and the long sword in his hand found the right opportunity, and a sword stabbed in the middle of the long sword in Gabriel's hand.

Seeing that he stabbed the position of the middle of the sword, Boktor was happy in his heart, as a warrior who regarded the sword as his life, Boktor knew very well that the position of the middle of a sword was the most important, like the seven inches of a snake, as long as it was pinched, the strength of the two was equal, the long sword in Gabriel's hand would inevitably get out of his hand, a knight lost his sword, even if he lost the capital to resist, his combat effectiveness would inevitably plummet if he used his limbs to attract momentum, and when the time came, perhaps as long as he had a sword, Gabriel would be buried under his own sword, thinking that a genius would be killed by himself, Boktor was happy for no reason。

But this happiness only lasted less than a second, the smile on Poktor's face didn't even have time to retract, it was still blooming, and he saw that the long sword in his hand was torn to pieces, and the sword in Gabriel's hand was unobstructed towards his hand, under a knife, it suddenly set off monstrous waves, and the entire ground was lifted, and the light shot out of the long sword went straight out at a distance of dozens of meters, hit a house, and smashed the entire house into pieces, which was considered to stop, and when the dust in the air dispersed, everyone looked at the knife marks that spanned dozens of meters on the ground, and were terrified to death。

All the knights around Poktor stopped attacking, they couldn't believe it, this rift was man-made, how could this person be able to reach such a situation, he even speculated that he was a hero knight just now, it was a joke, even if it was a knight of the kingdom, it couldn't reach such a huge destructive power, such a person, it was terrifying, they all looked at Poktor, this victim who had suffered the attack, was also their commander, waiting for his order.

They don't want to fight anymore, the person in front of them is not a person at all, they are not fighting with people at all, this is simply a devil, only God can conquer him, many people think so in their hearts.

The situation on Jetia's side is different from the silence on Elizabeth's side, after the commander of Poktor left, the pressure on the villagers was obviously much less, the knight who was named the commander by Poktor was able to find the enemy's weakness keenly compared to Poktor, and his judgment ability was obviously much worse, under the charge of the soldiers, the line formed by the soldiers showed a certain looseness after a while, when there were three villagers attacking one of the lines together, a hole had appeared, a blow was broken, and the villagers behind rushed towards the open passage for a while, and a huge gap suddenly appeared in the original front, the knight saw it in his eyes, anxious in his heart, but there was no way at all, he no longer had extra troops in his hands to plug this loophole, and the only thing he could do now was to fight separately and rely on the experience gained by the soldiers in the sand to kill the enemy.

The knight thinks so, naturally it is a kind of self-comfort, when the elite soldiers of a hundred battles lose the protection of the formation, they are no longer trained soldiers, but a group of farmers who can be better, the villagers who occupy an absolute advantage in numbers immediately gain a huge advantage, in all areas except the knights, the number of soldiers is rapidly reduced, and in the end, all the soldiers are around the knights, relying on the strong strength of the knights, which has been preserved, but these knights and soldiers are also because of the chaos during this time, and when they regain their spirits, they find that they have been divided and conquered。

All the knights were isolated individually, and around these knights, there were more than thirty people, less than a dozen people, and there were seventy or eighty villagers surrounding them, and all the villagers were interconnected, as long as one knight wanted to attack, the rest of the villagers in the encirclement network would rush over to resist, in a short time, there were 200 villagers who could reach in a minute, which was the number of knights and a dozen soldiers who could never break through, as for all the armies to attack together, it was impossible to gather the manpower on the left and right to desperately break through。

After killing people with wheat straw for the first time, Jetia knew that this trick was not applicable to the current battlefield, and only needed to do it again, Jetia's own body would fall into extreme exhaustion and pass out, which was undoubtedly a catastrophe for Jetia and the villagers, in order to avoid this, Jetia thought about many ways in her brain, but she denied them one by one, in front of so many knights, his little trick was simply insignificant and useless to resist.

It wasn't until the arrival of these two strangers that Jetia finally saw a glimmer of hope, and although it was brought by these two equally dangerous people, Jetia had to thank them for distracting the beasts and giving him the possibility to solve the problem.

Jetia's method is also very simple, that is, like at this moment, use the charge of the warriors, beat this one into a thousand holes, force the commander to send his knights to various places to defend, and then gather the villagers to one point to break through the attack, and then disperse these armies, and turn the original killing wheat grass into a thriving wheat grass, all the wheat grass has a height of about 2 meters, which can completely cover everyone's vision under the wheat grass, so that it is definitely not a simple matter to communicate with each other。

Even if you can think of breaking through together, in this huge wheat straw pile, even the person who is proficient in the direction will become a road idiot, and when the direction is not right, no matter how you go, you will only remain in this wheat straw pile, and the soldiers are different, the distance between each person is quite close, only about three steps away, as long as you stretch out your hand on both sides, you will definitely meet your companions around you, through such a close distance to pass the news, this is not difficult for the villagers, so at this moment, Jetia successfully took back the advantage and became the leader of this battlefield。

"Grandpa the village chief, it's time for revenge!"

Jetia's heart is very excited, the slaughter that began a few days ago is still vivid in his mind, all of this, Jetia can never forget, and those people, will never come back, at this moment in front of him is the harvest scene that he once loved the most, but at this moment in Jetia's eyes, these wheat grass can no longer represent a good harvest, looking at them, Jetia's heart only has killing intent, hatred, in the face of the enemy in this wheat grass, Jetia decided to kill them like wheat grass, all of them.

"Well, everyone, let's start with the gang on the far right, and the rest of the people just need to tell those people not to break through the encirclement, Hammer, you can pass on the news. The village chief nodded, and in the slaughter a few days ago, his youngest son was split in half from head to toe by the man named Poktor, and then thrown on the ground like garbage, and he didn't bury it, just let it go, and the village chief watched his 15-year-old child's eyes dry up, slowly stink, and finally turned into an ugly appearance.

It should have been an angelic child, the village chief's heart was completely smashed by these people at that moment, and now in the face of the opportunity for revenge, he is more urgent than anyone else, looking at the wheat grass, he can't wait to eat their flesh and drink their blood, even if he will go to hell if he does so, the village chief is willing, so at this moment, although in order to prevent the enemies inside from hearing it, the village chief's voice is very small, but the hatred in the words is to the bone.

The hammer heard the order of the village chief, nodded slightly, did not say anything, got into the wheat straw and quickly passed the news to everyone's ears, the cold voice of the soldiers sounded instantly, and the battle began again for a while, only this time, all the dead were in this endless wheat grass, I couldn't see and think, only from the sound I could feel how fierce the fight was.

Yes, this army is divided, their number is very small, but this is an army after all, in such an unfavorable situation, they still have not lost the will to fight, everyone is like an iron tower, they are well-equipped, they have knights to protect, in such a favorable terrain, the villagers still have to pay the sacrifice of every three people to take down a soldier, this number becomes every two people with the decrease of soldiers, but the death of the villagers still occupies the absolute majority.

Jetia looked at all this, all the wheat grass was like their blood vessels and limbs, through these blood vessels, she could feel the temperature of the villagers' blood splashed on the wheat straw, and he was also able to judge whether this person was a soldier or his own person by falling down on the wheat straw, every time he counted, he was terrified, Jetia's tears fell silently, but she knew that this was the best result, so she had to do it, thinking of this, Jetia couldn't help but look at the two strangers on the other side, Jetia had a trace of gratitude in her heart, no matter what, she owed them a favor。

I can't get out of the eight small sieges.