Qing Liang could clearly hear the sound of the saber cutting into the flesh and blood. Even though he was numb from the cold, he couldn't resist the smell of blood rushing into his nose. Wet together, although the old orc frightened him half-truthfully, it seemed that the effect was very limited, but it only made him hold back for a while.
Lu Da was in the middle of his own blood, eagerly thinking about how to beg Chang'an to let him enjoy himself for a while, when he suddenly smelled a foul smell, turned his head, and didn't know what to say.
It was only because Lu Da saw Qing Liang's sudden loss of his father that day that he felt a little sympathetic to each other, so he said something impulsively, and Qing Liang has been eating and living with him ever since.
Close... It's still close, and there are some feelings. Sometimes Lu Da will regard Qing Liang as one of his brothers, but this illusion will not last long, and this "brother" will always make him feel ashamed.
Lu Da is at an age when half a child doesn't know shit, and he has a kind of blind fanaticism and worship for the strong. In his mind, as long as a person is strong enough, even if he is heinous and full of evil, he is forgiven. Qingliang is a muddy person, so even if he is gentle and kind-hearted, he is not a thing.
However, even though Qing Liang is like this, Chang An rarely reprimands him. Lu Da suspects that Chang An doesn't know how to reprimand people at all. What, mostly throw him a piece of candy and send him away, out of sight and out of mind.
At this time, a few orcs who broke into the city gate at night saw the man in front of them clearly, and then quickly calmed down—it was just a sub-beast man who didn't even wear armor.
However, they are cautious after all, because no one has ever seen a sub-beast carrying a big sword, and there must be a monster if there is a difference. The few people looked at each other, and they had a tacit understanding. They wanted to make a quick decision, so they cooperated perfectly and rushed forward .
One of the two men clamped Chang'an, with the purpose of entanglement with the saber in his hand, while the other turned into a giant beast on the spot, roared, and rushed towards Chang'an from a very short distance. Xue pushed out as tall as a person, her front paws and fangs went straight to Chang An's head and neck.
The monster's mouth was full of blood, and it swooped forward with great momentum. Lu Da even felt that Chang'an's two heads could be bitten by him like a jujube.
Chang An suddenly bent back, and his whole body was bent into an arched shape. In the darkness, even people not far away could hardly see clearly from the fiercely shaking flames. The killing intent and the sound of the blade cutting through the flesh made one's scalp tingle.
The saber drew a piercing circular arc, and the hilt precisely smashed away the long sword that was coming at it. The blade swung back from the bottom, and thrust it head-on into the giant beast's throat. Chang'an With the power of his knife bounced back, Sheng Shi propped up the body of the huge animal that was pushed down, let out a soft drink, and threw it to the side, the ground landed with a loud noise, and the snow and blood foam splashed together.
The orc on the other side was forced to get out of the way, while the one on the other side took the opportunity to get behind Chang An—jumping high and chopping straight down.
Without turning his head, Chang An carried the saber over his shoulder, and caught it with a beep. The sound of metal friction caused goose bumps to form on his body, and he walked away as soon as he touched it.
The saber passed around Chang'an's neck, and he suddenly turned sideways and took two steps to run up, stepping on the stone city wall with one foot, as if "walking" up a tall and vertical stone wall out of thin air, his knees suddenly bent in mid-air, and the whole person volleyed in the air Turned over, just in time to avoid the sword that was pursued by Ping Chia.
Then, his saber was turned upside down, blocking the orc's long sword from top to bottom. The orc's tiger's mouth was torn apart suddenly, and he was forced to let go, and was bounced hard by his own sword hilt from bottom to top. His jaw hurt so much that he was about to cry on the spot—and he didn't.
Because he lifted his neck, like a rooster obediently waiting to be slaughtered, he handed his neck to Chang'an, Chang'an immediately told his head to fly away without hesitation.
The last orc who attacked the city gate at night was almost hit by the head of his companions. In an instant, he was crushed by fear, and the hairs on the back of his neck stood up like a line, and the blood flowed back to his limbs and brain. Dazed, the chaos immediately turned into a pot of porridge, and he had to instinctively turn around and run for his life.
This person's brain has obviously become a melon, so he was cut up by Chang'an as a melon.
Lu Da and Qing Liang stood on the stone steps, and saw that Chang An didn't even say a word, and immediately left a few corpses on the ground with the knife in his hand.
It wasn't until this time that the guards who had just been separated came down from the tower in big strides, packed up the corpse, cut off the head, wrapped it around in rags, and carried it up the tower.
Chang An wiped the blood on his face with the back of his hand, and walked at the end in a calm manner.
Luda's gaze followed him, and his eyes were about to light up.
He felt that what the old orc in the tribe said was right, there were only a few things that could make a man's blood boil—the smell of blood, hot liquor, and a beautiful woman's carcass—the latter two were for this brat It was still a little far away, but the pungent rust-like smell in the air made Luda unable to stay.
He grabbed Chang An's clothes, looked at him expectantly, and quickly asked, "What about me? Can I do it?"
Chang An glanced at him, nodded, and said briefly, "Go up and ask them to give you a pair of armor."
Lu Da cheered, ignoring his "brother" who was like a good-for-nothing snack, turned around and ran up the tower, the hand on his waist tightly grasping the sharp knife hanging on his body.
As a result, Qingliang had no one to support him, and completely softened against the cold stone, and lay there like mud, staring in horror at the small battlefield where the heat splashed away.
A hand suddenly rested on top of his head hesitantly.
Qingliang raised his head slowly, and saw Chang'an looking down at him from above, his hand was rubbing against his forehead, it was icy cold, as if it was in line with the iron handle.
"I didn't ask them to come." Chang An suddenly bent down slightly, looked into Qing Liang's eyes, and suddenly said these words without going to the village or back.
His eyeballs are black and bright, and the corners of his eyes are naturally clouded, and the neat eyebrows are pressed by the corner of his hair. It is very good-looking, but this kind of good-looking Qingliang has to be looked at very closely. Only when his face was found.
Otherwise, Chang'an would always be in his heart, silently standing aside with a big saber in his hand, with a serious appearance.
He is like a rabbit, with a natural sensitivity, he will tremble with all predators, even though Changan has never made a move on him, or even teased him a few words, but Qingliang is afraid of him.
Afraid of him, and a little want to get close to him.
Therefore, through the light of the fire, Qing Liang saw his bear look in the other party's eyes, and he was filled with fear and shame.
General Chang An rubbed the blood on his blade on the snow beside the stone steps of the tower, and continued: "Whether you like it or not, there are many things you can't do. ,you… "
Chang'an "you" didn't know what to say next when he came here, seeing Qingliang's terrified appearance, he couldn't help it, so he just shook his head, stretched out his hand and said: "You... ah, You'd better go to the shelter."
At least a hundred people had gathered outside the city gate. It was slightly foggy in the middle of the night. From above, the shadows were indistinct. Giant beasts roared and climbed up, and the bows and arrows of the old hunter on the tower were raining down. Falling down, the benefits of the city tower are finally clear, poking people down, one poke is accurate, like spearfishing in the sea, it is extremely enjoyable.
After watching the battle for a while, Chang'an lost his patience. Every autumn and winter, he had a hard time. The wind blowing from the city tower soon gave him some headaches.
As a result, Chang An raised his hand, picked up a corpse carried by the guards, wiped the scalps of everyone on the tower, and threw it down.
The old orc covered his head with an "ouch" and growled to Chang'an: "Just throw something dirty on the head, and make me bleed!"
Chang An said expressionlessly: "It's already done."
The corpse pierced through the thick fog and smashed straight down an orc who was climbing up. The dead and alive fell to the ground together.
As a result, the intruders immediately found out that the plot had been revealed, and it was useless to resist. There were not enough of them, and even if all the dead bodies were piled up together, they would not be able to form a stone step leading to the top. Someone whistled immediately, but after a while, the intruders who came like a tide in the middle of the night receded like a tide.
The next day, it was not until the fog cleared in the early morning that the guards who were changing shifts replaced this group of people.
A Fen, who got up early and came out to work, carried his still son on his back, saw Chang An from a distance, and beckoned to him: "Chang An, come and help me move the maltose at the door to the roof!"
Chang An replied weakly, dragged a heavy saber and walked over, stood at the door of A Fen's house and asked, "Where to put it?"
When Ah Fen turned her head, she saw clearly the dried blood on his body. She was so frightened that she almost dropped the small basket in her hand on the ground. She stared at him dumbfounded for a while, realizing that something had happened the night before , hurriedly pushed Chang'an and said: "My God, don't move anywhere, you hurry to find Aye, this body of blood, my God..."
Chang An waved his hand, poked the saber aside, bent down to pick up A Fen's barley, stepped lightly on the protruding stone bricks, and jumped up to the roof to put it away. Walking at a slow pace, half dead.
At this time, the people in the tribe felt that the atmosphere had changed.
The defense of the inner city stayed up all night, and a dozen corpses were neatly displayed in the small square where the leaders and elders usually discussed their affairs.
A mermaid sitting at the door of the thick leather tent said "ahhh", a man was crying from inside the tent, hiccupping from crying, "ahhh" listened carefully at the door, he still can't speak human words, but First, I learned how to cry and hiccup, and "cluck" for self-entertainment.
Chang An intentionally gave him a kick, and raised his leg in the air, remembering the great achievements of "ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh"
He opened the leather curtain and walked in, only to see dozens of wounded men who were hanged at the end of the team the night before, sitting shoulder to shoulder in a room, as if they were going to a grave, filled with grief.
Chang'an suddenly turned into two big heads, and it was too late to back out. Hua Yi saw him, beckoned him to go over, stood up himself and put his arms around Chang'an's shoulders, and carried him in, just a few steps away. He touched him all over calmly, and made sure there was nothing wrong, so he breathed a sigh of relief, asked someone to make room for him, patted him on the shoulder and said: "You go to rest for a while, sleep. Once I wake up, I will tell you."
Chang An's eyelids were almost glued together, and immediately, under the attention of a group of people, he lay on Xiao Teng's back in all directions, with a "crack" sound from his bones.
He curled up his shoulders, touched the pillow, and vaguely heard someone whisper something "Black Wind Puya", and didn't listen carefully to the rest of the words, so he got confused.