Chase all the way, flee all the way, from the beginning of the pass into the valley began to sprinkle the blood and corpses of the Campas warriors all the way, every time Beamon was about to rush into the main army, one of the teams would spontaneously stop and turn around, and resist Beamon with the most tragic fight.

The entrance to the city wall was close at hand, but Bimeng Qun was already about to fall behind him again, so close to the distance, even if they rushed into the city wall, the city gate that was too late to close would let Beamon rush in with them.

"Whew" The wolf howl suddenly rose, Gail suddenly strangled the giant wolf under his crotch, and pulled out the ruyue scimitar on his waist with a loud voice, "The wolf cavalry fights, let us slaughter these Beamon!"

More than a thousand wolf cavalry stopped and turned around, forming a neat queue in the valley, scimitars out of the body, pointing diagonally to the sky.

"We are the noble wolf clan" On the back of the wolf warrior, the proud wolf prince's chin was slightly raised, looking at the solemn faces, and the corners of his mouth hooked a smile of praise.

The scimitar in his hand slowly drew a blood mark obliquely in front of him, and the arrogant wolf prince waved his war knife towards the rapidly approaching Beamon, and with the dance of the war knife, the red round blood beads flew away from the battle knife, "Glory to the last moment wolf cavalry charge"

"Whoa" the terrible wolf howl in all directions, the swift footsteps of the war wolf, echoing into a rapid war song in the valley, more than a thousand wolf cavalry have used scimitars to prepare desperately, without hesitation and fearless frontal rush towards the Beamon group.

The wild wolves and the ruthless steel Beamon collided violently, and the crazy wolves attacked Beamon with all their means. When their swords are broken, they grasp them with their claws, and when they break their claws, they bite with their teeth, and even if their heads are cut off, they bite off a piece of flesh from the enemy's body.

After the main legion, a large group of wolf cavalry reflexively rushed back frantically, trying to rescue their prince from the Beamon group, but they were quickly resisted by the Beamon group, with a flickering black light and shadow. Flesh scattered. The corpse was thrown away.

"Gail, retreat quickly" As the army entered the city one after another, Xia Zuo and several people on the city tower shouted loudly.

But it was too late, and the more crazy it was, Gael, who had turned into a silver werewolf. Frantically tearing off chunks of flesh from a tall Beamon. But then the wild and proud prince of the wolf clan. Surrounded by a dozen Beamon, one by one, huge fists pulling the howling wind to seal all the corners that could be turned.

Xia Zuofei rushed out to save people, but it was too late. Beamon's group was splashed with blood, and under the huge fists, the silver giant wolf burst and scattered, the silver hair on the flying head trembling in the wind, and the corners of his mouth still had a wild and arrogant smile.

Countless terrible wolf howls rose to the sky from the inner tower of the city gate, and boundless anger, desolation and wild roars echoed in the valley, and all the werewolves were red-eyed, and they were about to lose their minds.

Their king is dead! Now their prince is dead! The most noble bloodline of the silver wolf in the wolf clan, Blair, was severed at this moment.

In the end, the more than 3,000 wolf cavalry who had not yet entered the city turned around and attacked frantically, they were red-eyed and desperate with Beamon, but even with the advantage in numbers, they were quickly slaughtered by Beamon, and they died tragically outside the city gate.

The heavy gates closed slowly with the sound of crushing, and everyone on the walls gasped for breath, they were all warriors of Campas, but before their eyes, their own brothers, their own people, died bravely and tragically.

"They are all true warriors!" After a long time, Xia Zuo's deep voice echoed in the castle tower, "Their heroic souls will return to the arms of the god of war!"

Although he and Gail had bad memories, Xia Zuo now had great respect for this warrior in his heart, this proud prince of the wolf clan, worthy of his blood, and worthy of his surname.

Desolate and ancient chants resounded slowly from the towers and then reverberated throughout the valley, and the people of Kampas spontaneously prayed and chanted, the oldest of the carols of Kampas, in which the heroic souls of the people would return to the arms of the god of war.

The city wall of more than 200 meters makes the huge Beamon seem small, and the cold and solemn Beamons under the city wall are already preparing to attack the city, although the city wall is hard, but it can't resist Beamon's terrifying body and outrageous strength.

"Bed crossbows, catapults and catapults, treat me well, bastards!" Xia Zuo gritted his teeth and scolded coldly, he must not let Beamon get close to the city wall, otherwise their fortifications would not be much stronger than tofu in front of Beamon.

Nearly 400 five-meter-long bed crossbows and more than 100 three-person high catapults had been prepared for a long time, when the gears were crushed, and the winch of the animal tendons made a "click" sound.

With Xia Zuo's order, the "bang" sound of the trebuchet arm and the machine spring was connected, and a large area of huge bursting giant crossbow was mixed with a hundred and ten high-temperature iron balls that burned red.

Condescendingly, only a few hundred meters away from each other, the bed crossbow and catapult designed by the elder Griffin himself were excellent, and the exploding giant crossbow and the red scorching iron ball covered the area where Beamon stood.

Many giant crossbows almost all grazed Beamon and crashed into the ground around them, but the collision of giant crossbows exploded instantly, setting off a metal wind shining with a strange blue luster on the ground, and of course, many giant crossbows shot at Beamon accurately, but they were all blocked by these black iron sculpture-like giants waving their arms.

The exploding metal blades, the torn Beamon's skin and flesh were open, and although the staggered dense wounds were not very deep, the venom on them made Beamon very uncomfortable, and they all hissed lowly.

Behind the Giant Crossbow were dense patches of crimson iron balls, which, like the Burst Giant Crossbow, had caused damage to Beamon, but had not yet reached lethal destructive power.

Beamon, who was strong in his body, just waved his fist and smashed the flying iron ball into a splash of sparks, and the hot steel did not even leave the slightest trace on the black and shiny fist.

Xia Zuo secretly took a breath of cool air, and glanced at Archer beside him, such a powerful body of Beamon deserves to be one of the strongest creatures on the continent, and with a wave of his palm, "Ready, there is a wave coming"

At the same time, he secretly clenched his fists, and muttered in a voice that only he and Archir could hear, "Damn! If this wave doesn't work yet, then prepare for hand-to-hand combat!"

"Just do it!!" Archer looked fierce, and scolded in a low voice, "Lao Tzu has long wanted to try the taste of Zaimon!"

The sound of cumping sounded again, and the dense giant crossbow and the iron ball in the sky smashed fiercely again towards Beamon, who was gradually approaching, and the bursting thick crossbow arrows and the scorching red iron ball finally caused a lot of damage to Beamon.

Four relatively short and thin, more unlucky Beamon was hit in an important position and fell to the ground, and more than a dozen Beamons who were hit one after another barely had a piece of intact skin on their bodies, and black and green blood was pouring down, but these blinded Beamons simply ignored the blows from the sky, their godless eyes stared directly at the city wall, constantly approaching, approaching, approaching.

Finally caused damage to Beamon, Xia Zuo on the city tower laughed loudly, and even the defenders in the city laughed loudly, Xia Zuo waved his fist fiercely and shouted, "Give me another wave, Lao Tzu has money, who shot those four bastards just now, and I will go to the quartermaster to receive the reward, and each will be rewarded with 20,000 gold coins!"

"Twenty thousand?" Archer suddenly shouted, "Damn, whoever slaughters a Beamon, I will reward him with 100,000 gold coins in my own name, and give him a silver fighting skill!"

The warriors' momentum grew stronger, and the orcs brandished their weapons and shouted loudly at the approaching Beamon, with red eyes.

"Peng Peng Peng" stretched out another loud sound, and a cold light and fire refining shot out quickly.

But this time the bursting giant crossbow and the iron ball did not exert their power, the flat ground was windy, and the thick blood cloud seemed to come out of the space, just in the blink of an eye, it spread out in front of Beamon's body, and in the sound of "呑呑", the bursting giant crossbow and iron ball that shot into the blood cloud, but it only lasted for a tenth of a breath, and was decomposed into a black and red mist by the powerful corrosive blood mist.

The earth trembled, the mountains, rivers, earth and stones shook slightly, and the spear flags erected high emerged from the dust that gradually settled, and countless pennants and swallowtails of various colors fluttered on the spear heads of the forest, and the gorgeous armor of the knights reflected the blood-colored light.

Behind the cavalry, columns of neat heavy infantry, stepping on heavy steps, gradually raised the dust that filled the sky.

"Burst bed crossbow!" Hussein was dressed in holy white armor, and the slender horses under him wore the same holy armor, and he and his mount had crosses carved in the blazing flames on the armor, which was the sign of the Knights of Judgment as the wrath of the Holy God.

Before the independence array, as noble and majestic as the legendary gods, looking up, Hussein easily saw everything on the city wall, and the majestic and loud voice echoed in the valley: "Griffin, Mu Chamu, you have not only betrayed God, betrayed the Holy See, betrayed the Empire, and now you have betrayed mankind, you have even taught these crafts to orcs, there will be countless innocent human beings, bleeding because of you, you human traitors!"

On the upper floor of the "Cut" city, old Griffin's eyes showed a fierce light, and he sneered disdainfully and asked rhetorically, "Innocent bloodshed?" Hussein, have your brains been so rigid that you have forgotten how you became the presiding judge of the arbitration court?"

"They are all dead because of you! because of your rebellion! I am only executing the divine judgment on behalf of the great God and washing away their sins with a holy flame. Hussein replied in a calm tone that didn't change a bit. (To be continued......)

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