Generalissimo Gaulu brought in 50,000 cavalry and stormed the barracks.

In this area of only a dozen miles, more than 300,000 people were concentrated, fighting endlessly, and fierce battles continued.

The enemy is endless.

Each other has this feeling, there are too many enemies to kill.

Kill until you fall.

The enemy army rushing over, wave after wave like a tide, Zhou Xiaozhou is like a flat boat drifting with the waves in the turbulent waves, constantly fighting, constantly cutting off the opponent, killing the eyes of the fierce light boiling, non-stop gaps, it is difficult to breathe.

This is still under the premise that his combat power is far beyond ordinary people, and he is drowning in the wind and waves struggling to survive.

More and more enemies are coming in, and he is becoming more and more fierce, as long as he does not die, he will fight to the death.

If you want his life, you have to have the consciousness of being killed.

Mainly because he is not good at cooperating with others, he can't keep up with the rhythm of team combat, so he can only fight alone.

This is because he has not been trained with the army, and he has no contact with the art of war strategy, and now it has become a shortcoming.

There are so many things to learn in life, and if you learn everything, you don't have enough time, so you can feel like you're learning all the time.

And there are his own people nearby, and he feels constrained, afraid that he will hurt his own people by mistake.

As a result, he fought alone in the army, surrounded by a large number of Galluas, constantly slashing at him, and even riding his horse to trample him.

Clever cavalry, horses are not only mounts, but also combat weapons, can use war horses to fight, prancing horse chopping is just the basic skill, but also let the war horse kick you, kick you, the impact is much stronger than the average person's fists and feet.

Zhou Xiaozhou has a strong shield and a battle axe in his hand, his attacks are sharp, his action speed is fast, and he often specializes in cutting horse legs.

A horse's leg injury is fun and can create a lot of chaos.

But the enemy still gathered more and more, surrounded him layer by layer, and kept running and waving weapons at him.

He had the feeling of being hit on the shore by the raging waves.

If this continues, sooner or later it will be slapped on the ground, and no one can never fall.

I really wanted to change such an unfavorable situation, but I couldn't think of a way for a while, so I suddenly had a flash of inspiration and hurriedly took out the horn.

The only group attack weapon is this horn.

"Kill."

There was a violent roar, with the feeling of thunder and explosion, which was deafening and had no small effect, and the Galluries who bore the brunt of it were bled by the seven orifices of the sound wave.

This horn can choke the heavenly masters enough, and the effect on dealing with these ordinary cavalry is quite good, and the war horse was startled, and it jumped wildly, fled in panic, collided with each other, and turned over a large area on the horse.

This thing is much more interesting in hand than slashing people with an axe.

The blow was successful, the effect was gratifying, Zhou Xiaozhou was overjoyed, and shouted to kill in all directions, there was chaos around him, and a large number of cavalry were thrown down by the war horses.

It's a mess.

All he needed to do was defend himself against the chaotic scene with his shield, and the horn turned into a weapon of mass destruction in the battlefield.

A high-grade magic weapon, if used well, does have an amazing effect.

These Gallus cavalry don't know if they fall down and die, they were originally stunned by the horn, and they were thrown to the ground by the war horse, and the odds of not being trampled to death are more difficult than winning the lottery.

A good weapon can indeed influence the situation, and even reverse it.

But in a melee, this thing can't be used indiscriminately, and it's easy to accidentally hurt your own people.

There is also a downside, it is easy to yell yourself to the point of hoarseness.

A large number of people near him turned on their horses, and the Gallurian cavalry on the periphery saw that the situation was not good, reined in their horses and turned to run, but instead he ran up and chased them and roared, and yelling at the horses was more effective than yelling at people, and those who were hit fell off their horses one after another.

"It's witchcraft, kill him!"

There were Golf cavalry who called out to the strongest of their clan, and there were Golf wizards flying by.

These wizards are experts in battlefield bone splitting where they need to go, specializing in killing the enemy's seemingly powerful bones and reducing their own casualties.

Equivalent to a battlefield sniper.

Zhou Xiaozhou's record is so prominent, and the movement is so big, he naturally became the primary target.

This is also the reason why it is difficult to survive on the battlefield, if you attract the attention of the enemy, someone will come and kill you.

The wizard is wearing a black robe, and his face can't be seen, which looks very weird.

A strong man equivalent to the heavenly rank, who can fly and have strange whereabouts.

He also needs to kill Zhou Xiaozhou quickly, and then hide in the army, otherwise he will also be hunted by the other party's strong people.

"Death..."

The sorcerer's mouth was full of words, and he recited an ancient incantation, which was like a ballad, and it was quite pleasant. When he flew near Zhou Xiaozhou, he happened to point over.

A melodious ballad, but it brings a sense of death.

There is something mysterious with a strong sense of death, shrouded in it, like a god of death who controls the life and death of others.

"Kill."

Zhou Xiaozhou's horn roared at him, and the sound wave washed away the death intent without a trace.

And it hit him, causing him to shake his body a few times.

It was only a few shakes, he reacted quickly, plugged his ears with something, and then Yukong ran around Zhou Xiaozhou, besieging him like a gust of wind, and the melodious ballad sounded again, like the expectation of his hometown calling for his relatives.

Calling for wandering cotyledons to return to their roots.

The place of birth is the hometown, and to die in the place of birth is to return to the roots.

This song is so pleasant that it makes people feel that death is very comfortable, and they can't even afford to struggle.

In the midst of the song, he kept waving his hand to point out a strong death intent, which filled the small circle he ran up and shrouded Zhou Xiaozhou in it.

As long as Death Intent fills the space he has circled, he can drown his opponent in it.

Life is so beautiful, just starting, how can there be any reason to want to die.

Zhou Xiaozhou is the time of the rising sun, the good days have not passed for a few days, he is very afraid of death, and the desire to survive is particularly strong, and the impact of this death intention on him is relatively weak. Or that it takes a long period of erosion to drown him in it for a while, just like a man who has fallen into the water. And he kept squirting with his back to the shield and holding the horn in his hand, constantly dispersing the shroud of this dead intent, and he was not much stuck to the dead intent.

On the contrary, the wizard ran around him, and the loudspeaker roared in any direction, and the sound waves could hit him.

Even though he plugged his ears, it still affected him, and his speed slowed down from a gust of wind to a shadow.

Shadows appeared.

From not being seen to being traceable.

Fighting is not a competition, the opponent will not be just right with you, but will be much stronger, and will find you, in order to kill you as soon as possible.

In the face of a strong enemy, there is no means of self-preservation, and it is difficult to survive.

The killing method of this witchcraft is to rely on its own speed and death intent to envelop the opponent. This may already be his most effective means of killing the enemy, but he was restrained by Zhou Xiaozhou's horn and fell into a tug-of-war.

Speechless, Zhou Xiaozhou roared for so long, and his voice became hoarse.