Slaughtered an entire human town?

Hans frowned deeply, he didn't have any sense of identity with the wolf clan.

In his mind, he was just an ordinary person with the ability to transform into a werewolf.

He clenched his fists, this demon that slaughtered humanity must not let him escape back.

Sennon sneered, "If you don't surrender quickly if you know my name, the centurion who died in my hands is not as simple as one or two."

"Kill him!"

The pure-blooded wolves of Texas burst into flames and rushed forward first, followed by Hans.

Faced with the two-man bag and the elusive Coos, Sennon was undaunted.

I saw his figure flickering, and suddenly a black wolf clone that was exactly the same as him was separated, and they greeted the two of them respectively.

I saw him kick on the wall, and his thick body climbed directly to the top of the tower as if it had no weight, and attacked Hans from top to bottom, his red claws scratching a deep blood mark on Hans's chest.

However, Hans, as a subordinate of the heavy warrior class, has an elitized "immortal body" that is still specialized, and although it has not yet been discovered, its vitality is also extremely tenacious, and the pain not only does not make him fearful, but stimulates the wildness in his body.

I saw that his eyes were full of bloodshots, and a bloody mouth was barely opened to the extreme, and it gnawed the shoulders of the enemy on the opposite side.

Sharp teeth embedded in the flesh, chewing on his shoulder blades, creaking and creaking.

Sennon's face was full of fierceness, and he raised his claws and grabbed Hans's neck.

Reality is not a game, no matter how high the health value converted into physical strength is, you will die if you break your neck!

But at this time.

The shadow of blood flashed again.

The bloody blade in Coos's hand flowed like a chainsaw, and the black trench coat on his body tore open with a thud, revealing two pairs of thick fleshy wings.

The blood-colored scythe fell, and Sennon wanted to avoid it, but Hans bit his shoulder, so he could only stiffen his scalp and stagger his claws, propping it up, and the blood-colored scythe snapped several fingernails in a row, before he was barely parried.

Seeing that Curles's attack came again, he gritted his teeth and kicked Hans out of the way, allowing Hans to gnaw off a large piece of his flesh, and hurriedly dodged and retreated.

The battle between the clones on the other side and the Texas wolf clan did not go well.

His doppelganger only has fifty percent of his heyday, and he may still be effective against an average centurion, but the pure-blooded wolf clan of Texas is obviously also a powerful character, and it is steadily suppressed.

With a roar from the Texas wolf clan, the clone was directly cut open by him from the middle, turned into a cloud of black mist, and returned to Sennon's body.

He said with a solemn expression, "Sure enough, it is a rebellious clan that has turned its back on tradition, and it is actually mixed with the blood royal court of the wolf clan's old enemy, no wonder the wolf lord must cut off your bloodline and destroy you all."

The Texas wolf clan sneered, "You want to destroy our homeland and slaughter our people, not to mention the Blood Court, just..."

Then.

A brilliant golden light flashed in the distance, like the rising sun and the cry of the golden crow, reflecting the entire sky over Wolfburg as bright as day.

"Radiance..."

Sennon's face became more and more ugly, "Well, you are still colluding with the people of the Holy Church."

The Holy Church, the Blood Royal Court, and the Two Sicilian Wolf Clan, which should have been a tripartite force like fire and water, were now united under his nose, which made him feel a sense of foreboding.

The planned raid had no effect at all, and the Basilicata wolf clan had already prepared for it with the lowly slaves and wanderers, and had also colluded with the other two forces.

Buzz –

A low trumpet sounded from the mountains.

It's a signal to retreat!

His face was cloudy.

Right now, Wolfburg is full of shouts of killing, wolves sneaking up from the mountain wall

The soldiers of the clan have been strangled with the Texas wolf clan, and they don't know how many losses they have paid to reach the head of Fort Wolf.

Wouldn't retreating at this time be a waste of all your efforts?

The horn of retreat became more and more rapid.

Sennon coldly swept over the people present, stretched out his hand and scratched his neck: "Let you live a little longer, wash your necks and wait for me to take your lives."

After that, he directly knocked into a few Texas wolves who blocked his retreat, grabbed two seriously injured companions, and stepped on the mountain wall and leaped away.

"Whew."

The Texas wolf clan let out a sigh: "Brother Hans, how are you?"

"Nothing serious."

Hans, who had re-transformed into a human form, looked at the scars on his chest that had rolled up the flesh and skin, and shook his head slightly, his wounds healed quickly, and now he was no longer bleeding, and his strong vitality was revealed.

Of course, this comes at the cost of physical exertion.

Now, he just wanted to find a place to sit for a while.

"You didn't fight badly just now, but unfortunately, you don't seem to have received much orthodox wolf fighting skills."

The man said, handing over a tinplate box with neatly stacked chewing cigarettes: "I am Lyon of Basilicata, Cellinina's cousin, and I am proud that she has a friend like you, willing to help in times of need."

Hans was silent.

His friendship with Cellynina wasn't that deep.

Originally, I wanted to hug my thighs, but it turned out to be Frigila's thighs - but the reason why I didn't accept many orthodox wolf skills, not at all, is due to Cellynina.

It's a pity that Cellynina is not a pure-blooded wolf clan, and what she can teach him is very limited.

"Taste it, refresh your mind."

Hans subconsciously refused, "What is generally called refreshing is not a good thing."

Lai Ang laughed and said, "It's not that bad, I haven't seen anyone die because of eating this thing anyway, try it, just to celebrate that we can still see the sun rise tomorrow."

Hans thought to himself, he was no longer an ordinary person, not to mention just chewing tobacco, but in the past in the Knights, only some special gadgets that could only be used by seriously injured people were estimated to be able to use them casually.

Moreover, this is still the world of combat records.

Hans has always been a very disciplined person, but in this tense battlefield, he is really desperate to find a way to make himself forget his pain and soothe his nerves.

He dug out a piece with his fingers, put it in his mouth and chewed it under the other party's demonstration, and then frowned, and wanted to spit it out with a bitter face, the taste was sweet and greasy with a pungent tobacco smell, it was too good.

Looking at Hans's embarrassed appearance, Leang couldn't help but laugh: "Hahaha, you remind me of the days when I first came to Texas and learned to be a mounted police officer with an old cowboy."

"It wasn't a good time, Texas was almost everywhere in the wilderness at the beginning, and the Mexicans never thought of governing it well, and at that time it was a three-way zone, full of gold diggers, fugitive slaves, Hispanic mestizos, villains, if it wasn't really unaffordable, no one would have come to this kind of ghost place."

[The app that has been running stably for many years is comparable to the old version of the book-chasing artifact, which is used by old bookworms.]

True.

Since the two looked disgusted, Couls simply hid in Hans's shadow and did not come out.

Leang said with some emotion: "Don't look at Texas now, it seems to be pretty good, but when I first came, it wasn't really a good place."

"If it's a good place, it's not our turn to occupy it."

"Those old Germans preach every day that they want to find some sunny territory, and we are nothing compared to them."

The man's expression became serious, "So we won't run away, we won't have another habitat more suitable for us, and we won't watch the paradise we have created be razed to the ground by the bandits."

"I understand."

Lai Ang laughed and said, "When this battle is over, if I still have my life, I will invite you to go to the tavern with big chicks to have a good time."

Hans smiled, "A word is a certainty."

…

On the opposite side of Cellinina, the man with the twin swords heard the sound of the horn and silently retreated, he was the number one swordsman of the Saluzuo family, the strongest except for the patriarch, even if he was promoted to the full level, Cellinina could only fight with him to a draw.

The man put his sword back into his scabbard: "It seems that we have no chance to win or lose this time."

Cellina said in a calm tone, "Teacher, you can't win."

"Perhaps, but Axie won't rest on his laurels."

Cellinina certainly knows this, and everyone in the family has a tradition of being opinionated.

It is highly unlikely that these people will return home because of their heavy losses.

After all, once Basilicata, or the "Wolf Federation" wins this war, the situation of the entire wolf clan will change, which means that the era of the wolf lord saying the same thing has passed.

Celinina said firmly, "We will continue to win."

"Perhaps, but as long as you don't fight back to the Two Sicilies and drive the wolf lord from his throne, nothing will change. The people of the family are only on the side of the victor."

"And the loser is not entitled to peace."

There was something strange on the man's face, and Celinina even felt as if she had read a hint of encouragement in his tone.

He turned around in a dashing manner and waved his hand.

"Oh, yes."

Before leaving, as if he remembered something, he smiled and said, "You are out of school, No. 3."

Cellinina was stunned for a long time before she put her swords back into her sheaths and silently stepped aside to treat the wounded, although the battle did not last long, but the casualties on both sides were not few.