Oh! Oh! Oh!!

The first wolf gave his final battle horn, and all the giant wolves swept towards the entrance of Milo Village like silver waves with a rolling roar.

At this moment, the wolves have been brought to the highest point by the momentum of the first wolf, crazy and fearless of death, furious and desperate to rush towards the warriors of Milo Village led by Shakya.

When the warriors saw so many silver-maned wolves rushing towards them together, their legs and stomachs trembled with fright, their faces turned a little pale, and the weapons in their hands looked a little unstable;

No way!

In this state, there is only one way to die;

Under this kind of morale, it is absolutely impossible to resist the fierce charge of the wolves.

A battle without morale can only end in tragedy.

Shakya jumped onto a basket at the entrance of the village, raised the purple holy sword in his hand, and shouted loudly: "Brave warriors of Milo Village, you are good men of Milo Village, hold the weapons in your hands tightly, fight!" ”

"Kill the abominable enemy in front of you! For the sake of the homeland, for the sake of the wife and children, die without regrets!! Let's fight!! ”

Shakya's short words of agitation have played a huge role, he is now the spiritual leader of Milo Village, and now under his very agitated battle horn, the blood of the soldiers of Milo Village was instantly ignited, and the morale was quickly raised, and a fanatical expression appeared in their eyes, at this moment they only had the infinitely magnified Shakya in their eyes, and there was no longer fear and the shadow of death, at this moment they became the bravest warriors in Milo Village, and everyone was a hero of Milo Village.

They raised their weapons and shields and shouted: "For the homeland, for the wife and children, die without regrets, fight!" Fight! Even if the last drop of blood is shed!! ”

The brave won when they met on a narrow road, and the two sides collided most violently.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The boundless hatred and anger were greatly vented at this moment.

The dull crash of flesh shattering constituted the most beautiful note of the battle.

Dozens of giant wolves were knocked into the sky one after another, rolled several times in a row, and then fell down again, and before they landed, they were torn to pieces by the wolves behind, forming a cloud of blood, and finally fell on the wolves, which lost their nature, and the cruel and violent silver-maned wolves were dyed blood-red, which looked so out of place in those silver-gray giant wolves.

The first collision of the battle was clearly the absolute advantage of the village of Milo.

Shakya was nailed to the front of the village entrance like a nail, stood at the tip of the sword, and constantly locked onto the silver-maned giant wolf that was charging over, and frantically waved the holy sword in his hand at the silver-maned wolf that was charging over, causing great damage to the wolves.

"Whew! Swish! Swish! The sound never stopped.

The gorgeous purple light and shadow constantly crisscrossed from all directions, killing the giant wolf that rushed over to the scene and screaming.

The wolves were not afraid of death, and they did not give up attacking Shakya because he was a hard bone, but more wolves rushed towards Shakya's position, causing great pressure on Shakya.

However, after Shakya was equipped with the Heavenly Bronze Sword, his attack strength rose several steps.

The silver-maned giant wolf can't withstand Shakya's few hits and it's over, if you're lucky enough to make a critical hit, you can solve the problem with three or two swords, and if you encounter a fatal and lethal blow, the silver-maned wolf is often killed in seconds.

The effect of killing with one blow was absolutely shocking, not only causing deep fear to the ferocious silver-maned wolf, but also setting an absolute good example for the warriors of Milo Village behind him.

Just kidding, even the most ferocious beasts are still afraid of death, and only show it when their lives are seriously threatened.

Creatures that are absolutely not afraid of death are estimated to be absent in this world. Those who are not afraid of death are just that their lives are not threatened, and every living thing spares their lives, this is certain.

So the silver-maned wolf is no exception, and when he rushed towards Shakya, he gradually appeared a little hesitation and fear, after all, who wants to die if he can live!

But Shakya didn't care about this, the more he killed, the more he killed, the more excited he became, more and more silver-maned wolves died under his hands, and the corpses piled up thicker and thicker under his feet, laying layer after layer.

The soldiers and villagers behind him saw Shakya's bravery, and burst out with an earth-shattering roar, and were infected by Shakya, and their momentum was raised to an amazing height, and their self-confidence also exploded.

The weak Milo village magically began to counterattack, sniping wave after wave of wolves outside the village, which has to say how much credit Shakya has in it.

At this moment, the east has turned white, and before you know it, the battle for the defense of Milo Village has been fought for a whole night.

The battle at the entrance of the village has also fallen into a stalemate.

"Ahh Yes!! Yes!! I'm going to kill you damn brute! ”

A little bull-headed warrior from Milo Village was slashing and roaring, his eyes bloodshot.

"Ahh Yes!! Yes! Die, damn beasts! ”

"Whew!! Oh!! Oh!! "The wolves were roaring, mad and desperate, slamming into the village again and again.

"Brute! Go to hell! ”

The only blacksmith with the highest force in the village, Milo. The giant sword in Mohan's hand danced loudly, slaughtering all the silver-maned wolves around him to the ground.

。。。。。。

Shakya's face was full of excitement, high morale, and the belligerent factor in his body did not fall silent because of the night, on the contrary, the blood was more boiling and the momentum was more violent.

At this moment, he seems to be a powerful war meat grinder, smashing all the enemies in front of him, and he doesn't know what exhaustion is, only that he uses the sword in his hand to slaughter all the giant wolves that will commit crimes to the ground.

War maniac, absolute war maniac, covered in blood, he is definitely a madman born for war, he is destined to be extraordinary in this life.

Life and death are no longer important in his eyes, what matters is how to win this battle of winning more with less, and defeating the strong with the weak.

He had an unprecedented longing for war, and his fiery eyes exuded an obsessive look, obsessed with the bleak beauty of the blood splashes, and a different kind of red.

While directing the battle, he shuttled back and forth at the entrance of the village and fought, and rushed over when he saw that there was danger. "A few swords to solve the crisis.

Shakya expanded his spiritual sense to the maximum, and the slightest movement in the battlefield could not escape his sensitive touch, and he specifically killed the kind of bloody giant wolf that the NPC had killed, and the experience value of the giant wolf after his death was also considered his.

For a while, Shakya killed a huge number of silver-maned wolves with this despicable method, and the experience points rose rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye, and it is estimated that if it continues like this, it will take less than 1 hour to reach level 16.

Vile? Shakya was certainly not happy to hear this.

In Shakya's words, the entire village of Milo is mine, so what's the big deal if I have a little experience?

With the passage of time, although Shakya is alive and vigorous, these Milo village warriors who have been fighting all night do not have Shakya's body, and they have already appeared in a serious state of exhaustion.

Shakya was not only secretly anxious in his heart, but his expression became more and more solemn, hoping that Nini could come back soon, otherwise he really couldn't bear it.

"Woooooooooooo

The head wolf saw that he couldn't attack for a long time, and he lost a lot of soldiers, and he looked a little annoyed, snap! Syllable! A few paws slapped the two 'prison guards' next to him.

Apparently it had lost patience and wanted to end the battle as soon as possible, ordering the wolves to storm the village of Milo again and again, at all costs.

Seeing that the wolf leader had lost patience, the wolves even slapped the two 'prison guards' to death, and had to launch a frantic attack on the crumbling village of Milo under tremendous pressure.

In the face of the sudden increase in the intensity of the wolves' attacks, Shakya secretly exclaimed, it was dangerous!

Shakya's face was covered with blood, and he swung his sword and slashed to death a giant wolf that bit his arm, he had forgotten that this was the first time he had been bitten by a wolf, anyway, many times, as evidenced by his bloody arm.

"Ahh Yes!! Uncle Mohan, my legs. "Another young warrior's leg was bitten off by a giant wolf.

"Kid! Don't be afraid, there's an uncle here. ”

Milo. The corners of Mohan's eyes twitched, his eyes filled with sadness, and he angrily slashed off the wolf's head with a single sword, saving the young warrior from the brink of death.

Seeing that the defense at the entrance of the village was about to be breached, and there were only the last 28 soldiers left, the village of Milo was on the verge of rout.

Looking at the layers of wolf corpses at the entrance of the village, and the wolves who were not afraid of death, Shakya shouted loudly: "Master Mixiu! Get ready! ”

"O spirits that dance in the flames, turn your anger into fiery 。。。。。" Mixiu held a staff in his hand, his body slightly bent, and muttered reverently.

Let's hope he can summon fire to stop the wolves' attack, otherwise this handsome guy will really have to go back to the novice village.

Shakya's eyes widened, his face full of anticipation for the success of this product.

The energy in the air seemed to fluctuate a little under Michau's murmur, but!! But he couldn't wait for the legendary fire for a long time.

"Ahem!! I haven't practiced for a long time and failed! Old Mixiu blushed and continued to awkwardly prepare for the magic.

"Damn!" Shakya couldn't help but burst into a foul mouth.

When all the villagers heard that the only magician in the village had failed to cast a spell, they all sighed heavily, their morale dropped again, and Shakya's face became unsightly.

One failure, two failures。。。。。。。

"Grass!"

Shakya stretched out his middle finger and seriously despised Mixiu, and he didn't have much hope for him, so he could only slash the wolves with his spirit, and continue to cheer everyone up with that hoarse voice.

The situation became more and more unfavorable to the village, and in just a short time the soldiers fell several times one after another, and several giant wolves took the opportunity to break through the defense line at the entrance of the village, and launched an attack on the defenseless women and children.

"Plug the gap!! Uncle Mohan!! Shakya screamed wildly, and with lightning raised his sword, he rushed towards the giant wolves that rushed into the crowd.

"Go! Here I am! Uncle Mohan took a step to the left, blocking the gap like an iron tower.