Chapter Twenty-Five: I Can't Hold It
It turned out that at that moment just now, the black-armored knight swooped over, picked up a short axe on the side of the saddle on the horse, and threw it at Hannibal, the movement was too fast, everyone didn't see it, he was at that moment, he carried a fighting spirit, a kind of black substance-like fighting energy, and the fighting energy poured into the axe in his hand, and the axe split the air and rotated to cut Hannibal, directly cutting the armor, and the black substance carried on the axe instantly invaded Hannibal.
This is the dark fighting spirit, a very corrosive and corrosive fighting spirit. Originally, the black-armored knight didn't plan to use it, because he was afraid that Hannibal, the barbarian nobles who now surrounded them, would be killed, and this group of barbarians would not let him go, and they would take revengeγγγγγγ
In fact, he thought too much about the barbarians' emphasis on promises and the custom of observance to death, which had been passed down for hundreds of years. Even if he had killed Hannibal, Hannibal's army would have kept its promise to send them out as long as they had wonγγγγγγ
She was completely wrong, these simple and brutal barbarians would not do such a dishonest thing.
It seems that Hannibal's mouthful of saliva just now made the black-armored knight angry, if it were a man, it might be better, a woman with a habit of cleanliness, γγγγγγγγbut then again, women are sometimes really incomprehensibleγγγ ghost knows why they are madγγγγγ why they cry againγγγγγγγ
The fighting spirit blessed the axe, and lightly cut Hannibal's armor, the axe was not deep, in fact, what really killed was the fighting spirit on the axe, those dark substances, instantly covered Hannibal's whole body, eroding and corroding Hannibal's spiritual will and body little by littleγγγγγγγγ
Hannibal's eyelids grew heavier and heavier. He dimly saw the black-armored knight holding the knight's sword in his hand and killing him, and his own shadow could be reflected on the sword, and the shadow of himself in the shadow was full of thin black mist. Carrying a short axe on his shoulder, blood flowing down the armor, when Hannibal saw his shadow in the opponent's sword, a layer of blood mist suddenly burst up and down his body, bounced the dark matter on his body, and his eyes turned red, at this time the black-armored knight also killed in front of Hannibal. Hannibal grasped the knight's sword that had slashed at his neck with one hand, in vain to behead him, and shook it into a knife with the other. Insert it directly into the other person's throatγγγγγγγγγ
Sometimes success and failure are repeated in that instant, if Hannibal hadn't seen his shadow from the opponent's sword just now and suddenly woke up, maybe Hannibal would have been a headless corpse at this moment.
The mist of blood on Hannibal's body. Ran down his arm to the throat of the black-armored knight. This is the killing talent activated, and the black-armored knight in Hannibal's hand began to react a little, and then gradually withered and dried up, and finally Hannibal sucked it into a stiff corpse and threw it aside.
The moment Hannibal pulled the hatchet out of his shoulder, the flesh on his shoulder began to heal at a speed visible to the naked eye. Not even a single scar was left.
Hannibal threw the hatchet on the ground and looked at the distracted Lache on the other side: "Leave half of the equipment and the horses." Everything in the car was left behind. Dare to take one more thing, and you will face more than just death?"
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Jobs lowered his eyebrows and put Hannibal on the throne. Moved to Hannibal's side, who was still on the horse, Hannibal put away the blood mist, slowly climbed off the horse weakly, Stewart helped him thousands of times, and the first thing Hannibal did after sitting on the throne was to remove the armor on his right shoulder, tilt his head to look, and pat it with his hand. Move again.,Found that there was no abnormality.,Crack your mouth and smile at everyone.,Laughing Tehan.
Rihanna looked at the corpse that had been sucked out by Hannibal's vitality, completely dry, dirty and flattened: "Tut-tutγγγγγγγγ it's a pity, a chick with a good figure, it must be particularly elastic." β
Several barbarian chieftains were watching Hannibal from here, and the big cock came forward with more than a hundred Anglos to receive weapons and horses.
Although the opponent was in an absolute advantage in numbers and lost himself, the soldiers of the Gallic adventure party glared angrily at the Anglos who came to receive the weapons and horses, and their fists clenched loudly, and they were extremely reluctant to take off their armor.
The big cock walked forward one by one, knocking on everyone's armor, and then leaning up on his ears to stop moving, as if he was picking a watermelon, to see if it was ripeγγγγγγγγγ
The very joyful action of the big cock, however, did not cause laughter, but it seemed that these soldiers who had long been angry had poured another bucket of butterγγγγγγγγγ
The rough Anglos, who began to search the carriages, the clothes and cooking utensils, as well as the books and tents, were thrown aside by them like garbage, they did not do it on purpose, they were just used to it, the rude Anglos did not understand what politeness was, these actions of theirs were not insulting, they really did not think of that.
Raki spread his arms and held his staff horizontally, blocking his men.
The big cock continued to bend over like a watermelon in a group of Gallic soldiers, moving back and forth, tapping on armor, and then listening to the tapping sound with his ears attached.
Hannibal continued to laugh with Jobs Stewart, and Rihanna kept looking at the doll-like magician with squinting eyes.
The mammoth rolls up a branch with his nose and scratches the itch on his back, even if there are insects, it is comfortable!
"Ahγγγγγγγγγγγγγγγγh
A roar full of anger and humiliation suddenly resounded throughout the canyon, this scream, began to be irritable, and finally the scream was actually with a trace of regret, it may be that the roarer vented his anger, and the brain instantly thought about it and began to regret itγγγγγ
With this roar, the head of an Angler was cut off with half of his shoulder, and it was cut diagonally, so that the Anglen had no shoulders and the head was still standing in place.
That roar, like a lightning strike, the canyon was instantly silent for a few seconds, and everyone looked at each other with their own complicated expressions, some gave up, some were afraid, and some were happy, and they could kill with confidence.
Hannibal's brow furrowed, and he looked fixedly at the corpse of the half-Anglo warrior still standing, and the Gallic soldier with a two-handed sword on the other side.
Hannibal slowly stretched out his hand and pointed at the convoy opposite: "Flatten them!
Saying that, Hannibal himself stood up from the throne, pulled out the "ambitious gentleman" from his waist and ran to a heavy cavalryman first, jumped high, and stabbed his sword into the gap between the opponent's neck and shoulder armor. (As mentioned earlier, Rage came to Hannibal with a dozen knights to negotiate, followed by a convoy that was still some distance away, and the slain Anglo warriors were in the convoy position.) οΌ
After Hannibal landed, he shouted: "Don't move the stepson and stepdaughters, guard the mouth of the canyon, and don't let anyone go!"
The stepson and stepdaughter group guarding both sides of the canyon, the shields that were originally raised were put down neatly and orderly again, and there was a loud sound with the ground.
Although there is a huge difference in the number of people between the two sides, they are both veterans who lick blood with a hundred nerves. Almost at the same time, the big cock and the hundred Anglos who were sent to receive supplies became the first targets, and the Gallic soldiers surrounded them, anyway, in this case, no one wants to live in the hands of this group of vengeful and brutal barbarians, and it is better to pull a few more pads when they die.
In just an instant, half of the hundred Anglians who had been happily and triumphantly to receive supplies were slaughtered, and these Gallic soldiers were also red-eyed, completely exposing their backs to the enemy, and all the infantry surrounded these Angles in an oval circle, and the shields collided, grabbed one and pulled outward, and then four or five people aimed at the lone Anglian was a dense felling, as if slaughtering livestock, and the blood instantly stained the position where the convoy was standing red, which was very striking from a distance.
The eldest and second regiments on both sides were the first to quickly shoot the crossbows in their hands at the moment they received Hannibal's order, and the targets were the dozen or so Gallic heavy cavalry who were close to Hannibal, and some aimed at the convoy. After shooting the crossbow in their hands, they neatly pulled the reins of their horses, carried axes and guns in one hand, and slapped their horses and galloped.
The most chicken thief, Stewart, had already been killed when the tragic Anglo warrior was killed, the scythe spear in his hand was back, and he ran to a Gallic cavalryman, facing the knight on the horse, and the head was swept away, although Stewart was thin, but the explosive power was amazing, and with the strength of the black hand under the strand, he held it with both hands, and the sickle spear was forced, and it swept fiercely on the head of the Gallic knight.
Due to the helmet's protection, Stewart's sweep did not cause any limited damage to the skull, but it was evident from the tilted direction of the head of the Gallic cavalryman who was swept off his horse by Stewart that the vertebrae were absolutely broken. Stewart's sweep is also going to your neck, and it can't hurt your head, it doesn't matter, that momentum is enough to break your neckγγγγγ
Because the incident happened suddenly, it depends on which of the two sides reacts quickly. Hannibal and Stewart were noticeably quicker, making a dead move before the other could react. (To be continued......)