Northland Warrior Oulu is like a non-stop killing machine! The battle axe in the dozens of pounds in his hand, the **** remnant of Huawei’s death in the Gaul soldiers opposite, the blood and meat residue stained his whole body, a dozen corpses piled under his feet, under the impact of the Gauls, He stubbornly stopped a small team of Gauls,

　　

These heavy armored Northland warriors, heavy armor is like a mobile killing machine, with a huge shield behind them, and a small axe with three to four handles in addition to the battle axe." They wear helmets On his face, you can vaguely see the tattoos painted with blue. The shields behind them make them worry-free. It is like a layer of turtle shell. It is difficult to see, but it is very practical and well-trained. A group of fifteen people, The wings and the rear are under the protection of the shield. The three-meter long axe on the front is like a giant guillotine, which can easily split any enemies blocking in front.

　　

　　 The wailing before the death of the enemy and the crisp sound of the axe splitting the bones are the most beautiful voices in his ears when it comes to close combat,

　　

The Gaulian Guards were defeated by these Slavic Northern Warriors. These tall and strong Northern Slavs, the giant axe in their hands was a nightmare for any melee armies, and the blood was pouring down. The guard infantry captain was split in half from head to toe. The half-pulled body was thrown into the air by the dancing tomahawk. The bright red internal organs fell like blood rain. A cold light flew out of the hands of the Northland Warrior Oulu. The rotating flying axe took a Gaul shooter with a bow and arrow from the city. The first-born hacked down the city wall. This quasi-headed and mighty power made the other Gaul soldiers across the face scared and retreated a few meters away,

　　

　　 "Master, the enemy's resistance is very tenacious, the first echelon is blocked! Please also send reinforcements immediately!" A General Gaul returned from the front of the battle line, kneeling with blood stained in front of Yard, embarrassed

　　

I saw that under the city of Nagold, the huge siege tower was hit by a rocket, and the fire was ignited, and the black smoke was blowing straight into the air. Every battlement was in the battle, and there was almost no warm-up. The two sides fought Going directly into the fierce jīlie, under the pressure of countless arrow clusters flying from both sides of the city wall, the Gaul infantry struggled forward, but was repelled by the elite Slavic troops, the mouth of the fierce jī battle, Crowds of people, fighting against the sky, can continue to see the small black spots crowded from the wall, with a scream of screams, the first Gaul troops that rushed to the wall, under the strong suppression of the Slavic army, like a wave On the rock wall, signs of dissipation began to appear

　　

　　 "The total attack can be acted!"

　　

The head of the Gaul Northern Army Yald withdrew his gaze and felt the mountain breeze blowing on his face. He sternly commanded the generals behind him to "order and advance the whole army!" The order cavalry was in front of a huge army of hundreds of soldiers. Speeding past, horseshoes flying, the voice of the command made the soldiers' blood boil "Go forward! Always attack"

　　

The flag bearer standing at the forefront of the queue, neatly pulled the flag of the squadron from the ground, fearlessly, with a firm step, marching towards the Nagul in the battle, the eyes of the Gaul soldiers were full of Such a sacred feeling, this is the last battle in the north! Everyone firmly believes that victory will surely belong to Gaul!

　　

One squadron, two squadrons... Countless squadron flags were pulled up, the whole army began to move, the queues filled with mountains and fields, countless high-lifting chills forced the tip of the gun, the front was like a long snake winding and turbulent. The sound of footsteps in the damp muddy is like walking on the heart of the Slavic army,

　　

　　The Gaul army's war intentions soared into the sky, and countless flags began to encircle Naguld in the buzzing sound of the wind, and immediately flooded the earth like a tide,

　　

"Sir, the other party's main force has come up!" Despite the long-term psychological preparation, when the Gaul's main 100,000 army began to roll forward like an thunderous unstoppable, the head of the Slavic army in the battle of Mona, Monwa Ke, my heart was still trembling, the spectacular sight of the enemy like a wave of waves, so that the war-torn Monwak also felt a trace of sorrow,

　　

The Slavs who were fighting on the city wall also felt great pressure. All the people's breaths were held. This time, the Gaul shooter was walking at the front. At 200 meters, 30,000 Gauls The archer began to raise the bow handle, pulled the bowstring, and moved forward steadily. At 100 meters, the cluster of arrows began to flash like a dense meteor from below, tearing a section of blood at the Slavs' defense line.

　　

　　 "Everyone is steady! The enemy is coming soon!"

　　

　　 A Slavic infantry captain holding a heavy shield, squatting halfway. Skillfully hiding behind the shield, loudly encouraging the morale of his subordinates, the arrow clusters jingled on his infantry shield, or directly inserted into the gap between the battlements in front of him, a young soldier beside him. Because the angle at which the shield was slightly raised was a little higher, an arrow cluster fell from a weird angle, and deeply penetrated the scale armor on his knee. The soldier crouched down in pain, and several arrow clusters As he stooped, he shot through the weak back of his armor bó, **** arrows pierced through the infantry's chest, and the soldier had no chance to hum. It was quickly tied into a **** hedgehog by countless falling arrow clusters, so it fell straight in front of the stunned infantry captain. The infantry captain subconsciously turned his head away, and ugly smeared a splash on his face. Blood,

　　

　　 "Shooting!" The Slav archer started to fight back, and the clusters of arrows continued to shuttle between the two sides, with arcs of death traversing the sky like locusts and shooting into the bodies of the soldiers of both sides.

　　

　　 "Go ahead and win Nagold!"

　　

In the deafening cry, Gaul's main force touched the wall of Nagold. With absolute superior strength, the infantrymen set up human ladders under the wall. The miserable cry, the blood splattered, and instantly the red flowers flying in the night exploded on the fortress wall,

　　

"kill"

　　

The two sides held various melee heavy infantry, and the fangs staggered together, wielding weapons violently, and dented the enemy's armor, even wearing heavy armor, in such a fierce conflict, it is difficult To avoid death in chaos, the number of Gaul troops is reflected at the moment, steel is collided, slashing, screaming wailing, screaming for killing death, horrified screams from injured people, soldiers on both sides Shout, the sword is chopped in the iron armor and the clang is mixed together. The two sides add up to nearly 300,000 troops. The terrible gun picks the sword and cuts like a storm.

　　

　　 In front of this violent force collision, the toughness of the flesh and blood is a joke. Even those Northland warriors wearing heavy armor were stabbed by the spears of Gaul soldiers, and the dying people sent out screams for a while.

　　

The herald soldiers ran back and forth, bringing bad news, and the face of the Slavic Army Commander Monwak became more and more dignified. After 3 hours of fighting, he gave up the Slavic army and gave up the command of the outer city. Too much. Although the Slavic army is elite, the first-line troops that first rushed in consumed a lot of combat power,

　　

Even though the Gaul soldiers in front were defeated, there were still countless Gaul soldiers coming up, struggling to slash, and the Gauls suffered heavy casualties, but the number of the most elite Slavs of the Northland Warriors was also rapidly decreasing. , Axe chopping, flying arrows around, every minute and every second, a large number of soldiers of the two armies fell on the wall of the strangling line. Obviously, the Gauls used the numerical advantage to kill the warriors of the Northland. The impact,

　　

"Sir, take down the outer city wall!" The news came that made Yard's serious face finally show a smile. Without the advantage of the city wall, the Slavs would have lost their last dependence. The overall situation has been determined, now it is just Finishing work,

　　

　　 "Boom"

　　

A deafening sound came suddenly, and Yard, who had just turned around, had a shocking body, and turned his head quickly, and saw a thick black smoke burst from the wall of the newly occupied Nagold city. In the nearby area, the object flew in the firelight. It was a sentry tower on the city wall. The violent flame burst out of the sentry tower as if it was squeezed. Numerous black spots were thrown up, some high Gao Fei entered the sky, and then watched as everyone fell with irregular curves. Some of them were ignited. After landing, they made a screaming scream, as well as broken spears and countless scattered stones.

　　

"What's the matter?" Yald was completely silly and hadn't had time to react. A series of explosions and flames that almost made him unimaginable boiled in the second phase of the city wall. The black smoke rolled and the continuous explosion almost destroyed half of the city wall. Several notches were exploded at the upper end of the city wall. A burst of red and black wolf smoke shrouded the line of sight in front. In the smoky smoke, the fire caused by the explosion seemed to be more dazzling than the sun just now. Every red light explosion seemed to They all caused the earth to shake, and the continuous explosion seemed to tremble.

　　

"Mother, help!" The Gaul soldiers were like a row of thatch that was lifted by the gust of wind. They were thrown into the air without weight, and then fell down. The entire row of soldiers was pushed by heat waves and fire, and they just occupied the city wall. The Gaul troops fell into chaos and fire, a sea of ​​death intertwined with blood and fire,

　　

The soldiers were blown dizzy and turned around, but there were too many people, and they were crowded together at once, and the explosion came so suddenly and ferociously, directly and simply harvesting countless lives, the hot waves rolled up will be like The Gauls throwing flies in full fled,

　　

The walls of the fire spread like a giant dragon raging. Some people jumped from the heights of the walls with flames like fired coal, and fell into the mud under the walls. The flames burned from the heights. The falling object fell and burned under the wall,

　　

　　More Gaul soldiers under the city had fallen into flames without even understanding what was going on. Frightened chaos, in their eyes, like countless meteors with high temperature and flames smashed down from the heights of the city walls, some soldiers were killed, some soldiers were ignited, and their companions running in a panic with the fire rushed, Striving to extinguish the flames on his body, the chaotic scene under the city, so that the messy Yard in the wind can no longer keep calm, his eyes are about to swell, he looks awkwardly ordered "" evacuation, order everyone to stay away from the wall! "

　　

The explosion area was on the city wall, and the flashing fire was burning his retina. About 50,000 people on the city wall were completely finished. There are more troops under the city wall. If the panic spreads, no one will dare say that it will appear. In any case, countless fire spots rolled up from the explosion point of the city wall were shot down the city. The troops under the impact unknowingly moved away from the city wall area. Hundreds of originally stern queues have now become somewhat scattered, like being heavily Knocked a sap, especially in the smashed area. The queue was completely chaotic, and the soldiers ran around in the fire regardless of the officer’s order.”

　　

　　 "Falcon Empire's fuel bomb!"

　　

Yard’s pale face seemed to have thought of something. He had not fought against the Falcon Empire, but it did not mean that he did not know that this terrible weapon that killed countless soldiers in his country. The fire shone on his face, and his face was full of impossibility. Faithful expression, why! Why do the Falcon Empire's fuel bombs appear in the Slavic Nagold!

　　

　　 At this moment, the gate of Nagold suddenly opened from the inside, and countless soldiers in black armor rushed from the city into the chaotic Gaul Legion,

　　

"Hold up, kill the retreat without permission!" a Gaul general shouted with bloodshot eyes. The soldiers under his command were stabbed in an instant. The black armor infantry on the opposite side was like a machine without stagnation. Shoot the gun, then pull the spear out of the opponent's body, and then shoot the gun again. The Gaul soldiers fell in rows, and the black soldiers on the opposite side swiftly pressed hard. The heavy uniform gun with a uniform hand was like a sword. He slammed into the Gaul Legion’s horses, and one Gaul squadron was completely overwhelmed. The Gaul soldiers of other troops were completely frightened by the sudden situation in front of him.

　　

　　 "Quick, fight back!"

　　

"There is an ambush, evacuate immediately!" Various command orders made the Gaul army under the city at a loss, listening to the screams from the flanks that were stabbed to death by countless spears, the officers' shouts looked like that The pale and weak Gaul troops, who were already in a mess, couldn't see clearly what was ahead,

　　

They can only fight in chaos by instinct and intuition, and raise their heads, their eyes are full of the cold light brought by the enemy's spears, boundless, rolling over like a tide. The black armor seems to prove the assumption about the Falcon Army, these The cold and blood-red eyes of the attacking enemy are like a lone wolf that appeared in the cold rain. They veiled behind the heavy shields of veterans, and sharpened their spears in their hands. Stand up a row of gun arrays. It's like a wall of steel, with bloodthirsty madness, pushing all the flesh and blood bodies that were blocked in front. One accident, one accident after another, Yalde's face changed completely. The number of falcons rushing out of the city was more than 10,000. The battle line was progressing smoothly and orderly. The group of guns bursting with cold light was heavy like a mountain. Infinite pressure, like a collapsed mountain slamming its army

　　

　　 "Oh, it's the Falcon Army!"

　　

At this time, the turning point of the battle of Nagold appeared. In the chaos, the Gaul army has been indistinguishable. I don’t know who shouted at this time. Gaul, who has not escaped from panic and chaos. The troops exploded, and even the famous Gaul general Yard was a little ignorant. Is it really the Falcon Army!

　　

"Adult, the eleventh and thirteenth regiments on the flanks collapsed. Lord Brandt died in battle. Lord Noah disappeared, and the flanks have been completely messed up. Please evacuate immediately." A bloody, lost soul. General Gaul ran up and down,

　　

　　 "Did you just give up like this?"

　　

Yard's eyes flashed a daze, and in the direction of Nagold, there were a lot of broken limbs, bright red blood infiltrated into the soil, a ring of fire burning on the city wall, a pile of mountainous corpses, broken everywhere Long spears and epee, corpses accumulate like mountains, and black enemies are coming here like tide

　　

　　 "Adult, if you don't leave, it will be too late!"

　　

　　 General Gaul's words made him recover from the trance, the war was very cruel, and the generals who followed him fell one by one. But at this time, there was no time for silence for them. As a global commander, he has no time to shed tears, so he must concentrate on the battlefield. The two armies fought under the city of Nagold with a broad view. But when the city was full of black smoke and obscured the line of sight, Yald could not see the entire battlefield at a glance no matter how good his eyesight was. The battlefield within his sight is only a small part of this fierce battle. The opponent's troops rushing out of the city are obviously sharp and educated. Almost all of them are embedded into their own flanks. The flanking troops have been attacked at this moment. Incomplete, countless soldiers are fleeing here, the front is constantly backing away, falling away. This is a bad sign, a harbinger of the collapse of the front. Once collapsed, the enemy will sweep the army

　　

　　Notify all the troops to evacuate quickly! The Imperial Guard and I stay behind! "

　　

　　Yald sorted out his armor. He raised his head and glanced at the sky, in the afternoon. The sun protruded its head from the dark clouds, and the warm sunlight sprinkled on the battlefield, on the people who died and were about to die. The fighting took place for less than five hours, but the two armies already had 100,000 The soldier lay on the battlefield forever. This is an unprecedented and spectacular fight, the last blow of the empire in the north, is this the way to fail?

　　

　　 "Sir, you can't stay behind! The Gaul Northern Army can't live without you!" General Gaul persuaded loudly

　　

　　 "Do you want me to abandon everyone and run away?" Yald glanced at him angrily, slowly putting the helmet with the golden lion on his head. Sober and dignified, a thousand Gaulian guards cavalry behind them assembled

　　

　　 "Go forward and attack the enemy!"

　　

Monyak, dressed in the black armor of the Falcon Army, was immersed in the shocking troops. He was looking at this side too. He pumped his long gun from the body of a Gaul soldier, and the bright red blood reached his face~www.mtlnovel .com~ Like a blood man,

　　

　　His eyes were full of confidence and he turned to the already swaying Gaul formation. Sure enough, as the man said, 30,000 sets of infantry armor provided by the Falcon Army, together with the fuel bomb that had been hidden in advance, the effect was unexpectedly good.

　　

　　The Gauls, who had been in a mess, would carefully distinguish these infantry wearing heavy falcon armor. In fact, they are still the elite Slavs of the Slavs, which directly caused great confusion.

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