"Hey! Get it on! Get it on! ”

In the dim snow, a team of ten minotaurs braved the heavy snow and quickly moved forward.

The mace, sledgehammer, and axe they held in their hands had condensed into pieces of red ice in the ice and snow at this time.

The smell of blood came to your face, but none of this could stop the eager gaze in the eyes of the ten minotaurs.

In today's battle, they won a great victory, and the legions of 200,000 human organizations were crushed by their Minotaur Legion, and they fled in the snow all over the world.

They who desperately pursued and reaped military merits, and now they have all won at least one military merit.

This meant that each of them would return from the war by at least becoming a soldier, gaining five acres of fiefdom and two or three slaves, completing the transition from slave to slave owner.

Now they are extremely excited, and the excitement in their hearts is about to burst out.

The morale is high, and he chases and kills the human rout on the opposite side, of course, he is full of energy.

Therefore, even if it is now night, and the blizzard is still falling, they are willing to risk the danger and keep chasing forward.

The Minotaur Captain holds a giant machete about two meters long in both hands, and the bull's eyes are wide, and his nose keeps smelling something in the air as he advances.

Suddenly, a familiar smell of blood rushed into his mouth and nose.

Raising his head, he hurriedly shouted at the ten men behind him:

"Come on, I smell the human soldiers."

"And I also smelled a special fragrance, that fragrance, I have never felt before, those guys are definitely good."

"By killing them, we will not only be able to rise to the rank of knight and become rich, but we may also obtain precious treasures."

"Whether it's cannon fodder or the strong, let's just look at this wave."

The ten-captain of the Minotaur was extremely excited in his heart, originally thinking that it would be quite good to be able to cut ten heads this time, but he didn't expect to get an unexpected harvest in addition to the human head.

This is simply pie in the sky, and if he doesn't get the pie in his hands, he feels sorry for himself.

"What? There are treasures. ”

The bull-headed people widened their eyes, and the speed was directly faster.

While running, a minotaur clenched the giant double-sided sword in his hand and said, "I remember, when we chased after that group of humans, there was a person in it who was running desperately with a person on his back."

"And even if that guy was cut off by me and almost lost his life, he still wouldn't give up."

"That treasure must be the guy he protects."

Speaking what the Minotaur said, it invisibly verified the inference that the Minotaur Commander said that there was a treasure ahead.

The atmosphere was thoroughly warm.

One by one, the minotaurs spewed out puffs of white gas from the bull's nose, and the fatigue caused by the original chasing for a day was swept away by them.

What exhaustion in front of treasures? That's all in vain.

They can run at full strength for another three days.

What is the strongest of their minotaurs? In addition to strength, that's stamina.

For the sake of the treasure, they fought today.

In the dim cavern, seven human soldiers hugging each other to warm each other held Brunester in the middle, warming his body.

Suddenly, a long dragon formed by torches appeared in the distant forest.

The vigilant human soldiers hurriedly woke up their companions.

A group of human soldiers who were awakened came to the entrance of the cave one after another, looking at the long dragon of torches below that was rapidly moving in their direction, and one by one they almost cursed their mother in their hearts.

The eighteen-year-old young man couldn't help but say, "Boss, it's night, and it's still snowing heavily, why are those minotaurs still chasing?"

"Don't you want to die?"

"We didn't kill their parents, we killed their daughters? Do you need to fight with us endlessly? ”

"We didn't do anything to slaughter the village."

An eighteen-year-old young man, his heart was full of speechlessness.

The desperate pursuit during the day had already exhausted him, and when the night came, he was finally able to rest for a while, but before he could rest for long, the other party caught up again.

There is no deep hatred between the two sides, and the danger of advancing in the snowstorm at night is very great, and it is completely unnecessary.

The seven human soldiers looked at each other, eager to chop the minotaurs on the other side into a pile of meat sauce.

During the day, they were already miserable, killing and wounding countless brothers, and finally escaped, but the other party didn't even let them rest, so they chased after them at the risk of dying in the heavy snow.

The arrogant appearance of either me dying or you dying really makes them hate it so much.

The cold fire that shone in the distant blizzard flickered in the ten's pupils, and he turned to the human soldiers behind him and said:

"Put that money-losing goods on your back, let's keep walking, we must not be caught up by that group of minotaurs."

"Otherwise, we'll be dead."

He was well aware of the physical condition of his current group of brothers.

A year ago, they were a group of farmers or slaves working in the fields, and after a few months of training, they had developed some military ability.

But compared to the family members of the Dragon Alliance who were inspired by military merits on the other side, the gap was too big.

Fight with equal numbers, and they must die.

Because in addition to being more desperate than them, the other party can withstand an astonishing fifty percent of the casualties, which can be called an absolute elite warrior who is not afraid of death.

And they can only bear 30% of casualties at most.

The weapons are inferior to theirs, the morale is inferior to theirs, and the ability to bear casualties is not as good as theirs.

I was able to fight against the other party before, which was to occupy the advantage of being outnumbered.

And now there are six or seven torches on the opposite side alone, and there are at least seven people on the other side.

It's not something they're going to be able to deal with.

The wind and snow flew with the whining of the storm, and the two teams continued to advance to the northeast, one after the other.

One team is the escapee, while the other is the chaser.

Both sides have reasons to move forward.

The team in front is to stay alive, in order to save their own lives, and keep moving forward.

The minotaurs in the rear are desperately chasing forward for the sake of military merit, for the fiefdom, and for the opportunity to reach the top.

"Cheer, cheer, cheer!"

The eighteen-year-old man endured the fatigue in all parts of his body, tightened the money-losing goods behind his back, and continued to rush forward.

My heart was full of broken words:

"Why am I carrying this guy on my back? Do I owe him anything? ”

"No, he owes me, I carried him for a while, and I am saving his little life."

"Either way, he owes me his life."

"I swear, when I get to safety, I will beat him head-on for a dozen times, and then snatch his shoes and clothes."

"I can't let go of those shiny glasses, it's a good thing at first glance."

"I saved his life, and he gave me these things, not too much."

"It's certainly not too much."

The eighteen-year-old young man, who kept shifting his tiredness in his heart, gritted his teeth and moved forward desperately, squeezing out all the physical strength in his body.

A group of teams was on the verge of collapse at this time.

The expedition for hundreds of miles consumed most of their physical strength, and a sudden war ravaged them again, leaving them half dead.

I ran all day without a bite of food, and I had to continue running at night.

The iron body can't stand it in this situation.

The Terran Ten, with six men and one money-loser, finally climbed the snow-capped mountain in front of them.

Looking ahead, I saw that at the foot of the mountain, a huge military camp with dense company camps for hundreds of miles stood on the ground.

The neatly arranged bonfires illuminated the barracks, and thousands of patrols guarded the barracks.

At a glance, the dense tents need millions to be filled.

"Boss, we're in the right place."

The eighteen-year-old man sat on the ground and said excitedly.

He really didn't expect that across the mountain, there would be a million army of their human camp on the opposite side, and it was really a small life that was directly kicked into his pocket, and it was stable.

The optimism of the eighteen-year-old did not affect the Terran ten-master, who looked at the huge military camp in the distance, and then at the money-losers who rolled to the ground as the eighteen-year-old sat on the ground.

Turning his head to the soldiers behind him, he scolded, "What are you doing in a daze? Run. ”

"The minotaurs haven't given up on killing us yet."

After saying that, he picked up the money-losing goods Brucester and ran towards the human military camp under the snowy mountain.

The other six soldiers subconsciously looked down at the snow-capped mountain behind them, and saw ten minotaurs, staring at blood-red bull's eyes, holding various heavy weapons, still screaming and rushing forward, looking like they were going to die today and kill them.

"My dear mother."

The eighteen-year-old man instantly jumped up and hurriedly climbed down the snowy mountain like his uncle.

The faces of the five soldiers were full of tragedy, and one of them rolled over and rolled directly under the snowy mountain.

It was too late to run, and they didn't have the strength to run, so they had to roll down.

The ten-captain of the Minotaur had just climbed the snowy mountain, and when he looked down, he was directly stunned by a bull's face.

But in an instant, he came to his senses again, looked at the group of human soldiers who were rolling down below, and hurriedly rushed downward, saying with a begging tone of mercy as he ran: "Please stop for me, let me hack you to death."

"Don't run."

The Minotaur was incoherent, but the seven human soldiers who were running down scolded in their hearts at the same time after hearing each other's words: "It's stupid not to run, and you beg us to stop, are we that stupid?"

Seeing that the human soldiers on the other side not only did not stand still, but also accelerated the speed of running under his own good persuasion, the ten-captain of the Minotaur was anxious.

Although the seven military exploits are precious, the treasure is the real valuable goods.

As soon as I arrived, the scent was already more pronounced, and it was obvious that the baby was right in front of me.

People can walk, but babies can't.

Ignoring so many Minotaur Ten-Commanders, he directly began to roll down.

The other nine minotaurs also desperately chased down at the same time.

A life-and-death battle continues to erupt.

The two teams, one chasing and one fleeing, rushed towards the human military camp under the snowy mountain.

On the original snow-capped mountain, a large group of panda people buried in the wind and snow were stunned.

"Did something just run over my head?"

"My head seems to have been stepped on hard, am I mistaken?"

A panda man kicked another panda man next to him with his own foot, and said with uncertainty in his tone.

He had just fallen asleep, and suddenly he was awakened by someone in his sleep, and he didn't know what had happened before.

"That's not your delusion, just a few humans stepped on you from above, and then a large group of minotaurs came and trampled you a few more times, why did you wake up now?"

The round panda man was a little speechless at the same clan who had barely woken up after being trampled on dozens of feet next to him.

The panda man who was stepped on was a little confused, what? He was not just stepped on once, but dozens of times.

was still trampled on by that group of minotaur fools, the taxi is bearable, the panda is unbearable.

Regardless of him, he stood up from the snow and stood up to three meters high, wearing a pitch-black iron armor, wearing a round helmet, and holding a four-meter-long knife in his hand.

Looking at the minotaur below who was still running desperately forward, a panda face turned black and white with anger.

"You fools, I'm going to make you pay a terrible price."

With that, he pulled out his four-meter-long giant horse chopping knife.

"Whoa!"

The majestic howl of the bear resounded in the mountains, and he rushed out directly.

Dressed in iron armor and holding a saber in his hand, he was like a tank at this time, crashing through countless snowdrifts wherever he passed.

The roar of the bear seemed to be a signal.

With the roar of the bear, it spread along the snow-capped mountains and mountains for hundreds of miles.

The dense panda people stood up directly from under the snow at this moment, and at this moment, the dark snow-capped mountains were lit up by firelight.

Millions of pandaren, like tanks, showed their brutal eyes at the human barracks below.

"The king has an order!"

"Kill!"

The deafening sound of the horn, which dispersed countless goose feathers and snow, and countless panda roars, occupied the entire mountains at this moment.

Mighty, avalanche-like torrents of ironclad rumbled towards the human barracks below.

For a time, the barracks composed of a million troops were in chaos.

"The goddess of fate is above, what kind of bad luck have we taken?"

The eighteen-year-old young man looked back and looked at the countless ironclad torrents with cruel faces and four-meter swords rushing towards him, and his face was turned the color of pig's liver.

Do you want to be so shameless?

There are so many pandas, why are you hiding in the snowy mountains?

Isn't it good to kill early? We can also escape by a different path.

It's okay now, just out of the cow's mouth, and fell head-on under the four-meter slashing saber of the army of millions of ironclad pandas.