The weeper's massive scythe slashed at the head of the bed, and with a pop, the head-covered blanket of animal skin cracked, and underneath was a pillow wrapped in clothing.

The weeper secretly said in his heart that the tip of the sickle opened the animal skin blanket, and the bed was empty, and there was no one.

"Get out!" shouted the weeper, panic in his voice.

When he burst out of the tent, the freedfolk warriors outside were scurrying like headless flies, and many were shouting, "There's no one here." "I don't have it here. "Empty tent, empty tent", "Where are the crows?" "The crows are not there, the crows are not there. ”

Panic began to spread invisibly, like ice and snow everywhere.

The weeper raised his scythe: "Get out, go the way you came." ”

The eight guards beside him were also shouting: "Get out, go back the way you came, hurry up!"

"Have we been ambushed?"

"Where did the crows hide?"

"Let's go, let's go!"

"What a cunning crow. ”

Freedmen on the right flocked to the only exit. The exit is more than ten feet wide, in the wind and snow, under the firelight, the figure is shaking, like a lost dog.

The absence of queues and discipline is the greatest freedom of the freedmen.

Immediately a congestion formed on the narrow road, and some fighters were pushed down by their own people, and countless pairs of feet stepped on it.

In a battle of tens of thousands of people, once the rout is dispersed, the people who trample to death will always outnumber those killed by the sword, and the people are crowded, and as long as they fall, it will be difficult to get up again.

Screams began to ring!

The weepers, out of greed for merit, chose the largest tent and rushed in, and now when the situation was not right and they retreated, they were squeezed inside.

*

As soon as the jingle shirt of the left flank rushed into the camp, he chose the nearest tent No. 1, and as soon as he rushed in, he realized that something was wrong and immediately retreated. And the speed of Yorg Rui Te next to him was no different, and as soon as he entered, it didn't feel right, and he immediately flew out and grabbed the way he came.

Jegothine and Clank Shirt rushed out of the camp almost at the same time, and the guards around Clank Shirt followed suit, and their warriors continued to rush inside.

The fighters were picking out their tents.

The tent that someone has already entered, and the loot is his.

The warriors who arrived first entered the nearest tent, while the warriors who were behind threw themselves into the camps farther away.

As Tinker Bell and Yagot rushed out, the other two hundred warriors were still rushing in. Only a small fraction of the fighters realized that something was wrong.

Then, Clankle and his guards let out a roar: "Retreat, retreat, retreat!"

"The crow is deceitful, go quickly!"

"Come back, come back!

Ye Ge was silent and rushed out like a cat. A huge black shadow swooped down on him, like a mountain moving, but with great speed.

A breath of death enveloped Yegothite at once.

Sou!

She shot an arrow and rolled on the spot, rolling to the side.

Beside him, the huge mountain ran over like the wind, the ground trembled, and the footsteps roared.

Then he heard the clashing of iron and gold and the screams that pierced the snowy night sky—ahh

While!

A crisp sound sounded, this was the sound of Jingle Shirt's sword being cut off, followed by the muffled snort of Jingle Shirt, like a heavy hammer!

Ye Ge Te rolled to her feet, and countless black shadows stood up in front of her, the sword in her hand shining with a cold silver light. The figures, out of sight, shouted and rushed to the left flank, the only way......

The bowstring in his hand rang out, and an arrow shot out, hitting the other man in the cheek, and a black shadow rushing towards him fell in response......

*

On the right wing, the bowstring rang out continuously.

Someone was standing in the middle of the road firing a repeater.

The freedmen who rushed to the front fell in response, and the freedmen behind rushed up and immediately fell.

A tall figure wearing a dog's helmet swung a long sword to slash at him, and with each sword stab, a scream rang out. His movements stretched like flowing water, and the free folk warrior who lacked armor and was squeezed to the ground was nothing more than a lamb to the slaughter.

The first to rush forward was the hound that wanted to die.

He has nothing to love!

A mace slams into the hound's head.

Although his dog helmet was made of steel, the mace would also dent the helmet and burst his skull.

The hound swung his sword, and the mace flew out with his arm.

The screams were as sharp as a sword.

Spin and slash!

The two-handed greatsword sliced through the bellies of several freedmen who were not afraid of death, and the steel-hardened greatsword sliced through the thin leather of the freedfolk warriors like tissue paper.

The hot intestines flowed out along with the blood.

Bang Bang Bang!

Big Gilly's second round of crossbows fired, and several more freefolk warriors fell with arrows.

The penetration of the crossbow shot at close range is amazing, even the plate armor is shot through, not to mention that most of the free folk warriors do not even have broken armor.

Oh!

With a short, muffled grunt, a freedfolk warrior leaping up and slashing at the hounds suddenly flew upside down, and a spear several feet long pierced through his chest, with incredible strength, and flew with him, smashing into the ranks of the freedfolk who were in a hurry.

The already unruly freedmen were in even greater confusion, and some turned around and ran deeper into the camp.

The Hound charged at the front, slashing horizontally and vertically with the giant sword in his hand, invincible, several swords slashed at him, but left deep scratches on his armor, and in the next second, the Hound counterattack sliced the enemy's neck, cut off the enemy's arm, and pierced the enemy's stomach...... backelbow and shattered the enemy's jaw......

Chief Ranger Sauron led his veterans to follow the hounds, using the hounds as the pointed cone, and inserted themselves into the ranks of the freedmen, who began to break up, and more and more people turned around and ran wildly, and some of the freedfolk warriors climbed over the spiked stakes and jumped off the trench...... The dense upward spikes in the trench pierced their soles mercilessly, and the screams were heard one after another......

*

When he shot down the third person, he was pounced on from the side and punched her in the face, and he flew out, and the short knife that had just been drawn out in his hand was also thrown out, and she was dizzy, and a volley of sword hilt hit her in the head, and a loud bang was like thunder in her mind......

*

Jingle Shirt wakes up from her stupor and sees the whole world shaking. He had a splitting headache, in front of him was the figure of countless free folk warriors running wildly, flying stumps, blood splatters, swords resonating, and his ears were filled with the miserable howls of the free folk warriors before they died, he concentrated and spent a lot of effort to barely understand that he was being held in his hands, this is a giant-like man, holding him in one hand and wielding a snowy long sword in the other, the sword light is like a rainbow, every time he swings, he cuts the person in front of him into two pieces with the sword and the person, and everywhere he goes, the stump blood dances wildly......

The giant's movements were as fast as a shadow bobcat, and Clankbell had never seen a man so large and agile in his movements, and in the violent jolting, the friction of his broken bones made him faint again......

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