As soon as the words fell, a black shadow shuttled behind him, due to the extremely fast speed and produced several afterimages connected to the moving tracks, when everyone's eyes still had time to keep up with this wind-like image, a tall young female general bowed her head, silently stood in front of the lion riding general: obviously different from the heavy hard armor of other soldiers, not only did she not wear a helmet, but she was still wearing a light black leather soft armor, which looked extremely close-fitting, without any superfluous decorations out of the body, and on her upper arm, Purple tight belts were tied around her waist and thighs, her feet were wearing knee-length boots, her palms were wearing hunting gloves with open fingers, and the black cloak behind her was as slender as her body, all of which seemed to be dressed to increase her speed and reduce her voice, and her right hand was holding a pitch-black, one-foot-long taper with blood on the blade, and it seemed that it was this sharp weapon that knocked down the Red Tassel soldiers.

She slowly raised her head, and people gradually saw her face clearly: the short black hair that was drenched by the rain, the slightly curly ends of the hair pressed against the white face as white as snow, a pair of raised willow eyebrows loomed under the uneven bangs, fine eyelashes and dark eyeliner surrounded the gloomy but extremely sharp eyes, exuding a kind of indifferent eyes that seemed to be experienced only for some kind of obsession, which made people feel a faint pain in their hearts, and a tear mole under the corner of the left eye added a touch of desolation.

"Why...... Why did you betray us, but there is someone closest to you in the city, you should protect her, don't you?" the lion rider frowned, and calmly questioned the female general, as if with the intention of persuading him to retreat.

"Let me ask you," the female general looked at the lion rider without the slightest expression, her pursed lips moved slightly, and she uttered a cold words, "The closest relatives and loved ones are hostile to each other, what will you choose?"

"This ...... I...... Will choose ......" The lion rider was overwhelmed by this sudden question and could not answer it, which is difficult for anyone.

"You hesitate, hesitate on the battlefield, you will die......" the female general said lightly before disappearing again.

"Wait!" the lion rider tried to make a final touch, but the rain around him had already begun to move.

The rain falling from the sky was suspended in her eyes as crystal clear pearls, and everyone's movements slowed down tenfold, as if they were scarecrows inserted into the fields, and she was the only one who still walked like a fly, shuttling through this almost static world as if she were in a no-man's land.

The lion rider clenched the sledgehammer of the gourd and stared with bated breath, and the figure of the female general disappeared again, which also meant that her attack had begun, and the sound of the rain around her became more and more harsh, and an invisible murderous aura spread around.

"Rustle!" accompanied by a strange sound, a transparent human figure condensed by the rain in an irregular way suddenly appeared in front of the lion rider, the silhouette looked very similar to the female general, jumped in the air, the right hand holding the cone thorn was raised high, about to stab at it, he calmly stepped back, lifted the sledgehammer and swept over, the body of the "rain man" was like powder blown by the wind at the moment it was touched, disappeared into nothingness, and fell to the ground as rain again. However, this is only the beginning, next, more "rain man" from all directions one after another, one was broken, the next one followed, although the lion rider wielded the sledgehammer in his hand as fast as an ordinary spear, but after all, this blunt weapon in the "rain man" such an ethereal, unrealistic target when the weight can not be borne by the surface release, so that he needs to use more strength to balance the recoil force in order to immediately meet the next attack, so a dozen back and forth, he has been passive defense He can't help but start to gasp.

"Rustle, rustle, rustle......" Before the lion rider would have the slightest chance to rest, a wave of nearly ten "rain men" attacked him at the same time with a combined encirclement.

"Drink!" the lion rider will exert all his strength, bend down, dance the gourd sledgehammer alternately with both hands on the back, and make a move "wind and clouds", the rotating blunt instrument makes a "boom" loud sound, and the strong wind blows in all directions, breaking the "rain man" group in a large area, and the crushed water splashes in all directions, as spectacular as the waves being smashed on the reef.

"Boom!" Just when the sledgehammer swept to the last "rain man", there was a muffled sound, and the hard touch passed from the hammer head to the arm of the lion rider, he was suddenly stunned, hurriedly retracted his strength, and looked at it, it was not the "rain man" who was finally knocked down, but the "ice man" whose whole body was condensed by ice, and at this time it had become a fragmented piece, although it was not a real limb, but the outline that resembled a human shape still made people feel uneasy.

"......Huh" The lion rider had just breathed a sigh of relief, when he suddenly felt a piercing chill from his back rushing up to his head, a palm stretched out from behind him, holding his chin up, slender and cold fingers pressed against his face, at the same time, he could feel his throat being pressed against a sharp metal weapon, the stinging sensation was getting stronger and stronger, as if he was about to be pierced in the next moment.

"I reminded you, why hesitate, are you here to die?"

"I'm ashamed, my determination is so weak compared to yours," said the lion rider, who seemed to quickly accept the subdued condition, "and perhaps death at your hands would have been a good ending." ”

"Why?" asked the general, puzzled.

"You just asked me how to choose between my loved ones and my loved ones," said the lion rider with a smile on his face, his eyes looking at the sky, and calmly, "My answer is that no one will choose ......."

"Whoosh!" Before the lion rider could finish speaking, the female general's hand holding the cone thorn did not hesitate to exert her strength, and the heavy golden gourd sledgehammer fell from his hand and smashed on the ground covered with blood, and the rain flowed down the long handle to the round hammer head, like a human face was crying.

The east gate of the city. In contrast to the fierce battles at the other gates, the east gate was unusually calm, with no signs of fighting, and the two armies, red and black, stood in formation and stood facing each other, with an alley less than a foot in between, in which the main generals of both sides stood as if they were making a final negotiation.