"Ho Ho... Ho... Ho Ho..."
Shorty Dick struggled to say something, but he could only let out a desperate growl of a wounded beast from his throat. He watched Lampard's arm slowly withdraw from his chest. The last expression that appeared was that of begging, and then the long sword in his hand fell to the ground with a clang, and he died out of breath. Lampard stretched out his hand and pushed it lightly, and the cold body began to fall to the ground.
At this moment, a burst of screams and flames appeared in the distance, burning half of the sky red.
Lampard was startled, his body swayed, and the next second he appeared on top of a giant tree with a height of 100 meters.
He raised his eyes and looked into the distance, and saw the scene of the entire grassland in flames, and knew that this was the trick of Gordon Brook, the commander of the Chambord Legion. With the existence of a master, Lampard became anxious again. Even if this fire burned more than a thousand black cavalry, it would never kill such a master. There is no other person around Brook who can compete with this master. As long as the opponent breaks through the flames, the situation will take a turn for the worse.
He has to go to support.
With a clear whistle, more than twenty Chambord horse archers who had disappeared before emerged from the woods and appeared under the tree.
"Lord Lampard!"
"Is everyone here? Are there any casualties?"
"My lord, everyone is here. Only Andy and Taylor were slightly injured, and everyone else is fine. None of the 250 black cavalry invaders escaped, and they all stayed in the woods. !"
"Okay, well done. But the battle is not over yet. Now the troops are divided into two groups. You immediately rush to support Drogba and Pierce, and I will rescue Lord Brook... Remember, the situation is urgent, so be quick! "
Lampard swept across the faces of twenty fighters, some of whom were still bleeding. Although they took advantage of the familiar terrain and wiped out all the more than two hundred black cavalry in the woods, the twenty soldiers came back The price is not low, but at this time, he can't care so much anymore, he can only say softly: "Take care!"
Then his figure flickered and disappeared in place in an instant.
The silver lightning roared through the air, and Lampard rushed to the distant hill with the flag of the double-headed dog ax and sword like lightning. The horses galloped back again, and the blood-soaked warriors of Chambord City rode their horses and galloped towards the big meadow in the distance...
Where, with their brothers, fighting to defend their homeland...
"Chacha, two poor little mice, where are you going to escape?"
The black knight Allen, who has yellow hair like a mess of grass, smiled strangely. He was full of blue fighting energy, and he raised his hand casually, and saw water-blue sword energy heading towards Drogba like arrows all over the sky. He and Pierce shot crazily, grass clippings flying everywhere, yellow leaves all over the sky, the two golden knights who hit straight shot ran away with their heads in their arms, and only two fat buttocks and a puddle of puddles could be vaguely seen between the grass. bloodstained.
He was playing cat and mouse, admiring the desperate wailing of his opponent as he fled.
"Haha, stop and rest, hehe, with such a serious injury and bleeding so much, can you still run?"
Allen's yellow hair was flying around, and he jumped up in the air. In the air, he saw the two people who were fleeing in front of him. The sharp sword in his hand burst out water-blue sword energy, roaring away like a volley bombing, hitting the ground Dust and grass clippings kicked up.
Allen, the Knight of the Imperial Knights, was ordered by the big man to come to help several kings. Naturally, he knew that the two men who were fleeing were important figures under the command of King Chambord. For a great achievement, the reward will not be less, so he didn't care about the other Chambord horse archers who escaped around him, but only took aim at Drogba and Pierce, and followed closely.
After a series of fighting qi bombardment, the grass was already bleeding everywhere, leaving spots of blood. It was obvious that the two guys were seriously injured and were about to lose their strength.
And so the chase continued.
But—after chasing for more than ten minutes, Allen gradually felt the weirdness of the matter.
"It's strange... After so much blood, even two buffaloes will die of blood. Why are these two guys still alive and kicking like mice?"
Allen stood still and stopped chasing. At this moment, he patted his head and found that he was chasing all the way, but he got lost in this grassy meadow.
"You two cowards, my lord will go to wash Chambord City with blood first, and see where you can escape!"
Allen rolled his eyes, shouted loudly on purpose, then turned and left.
He's not cheating, but he really wants to quit. If those two mouse-like bullshit golden knights don't show up, then he's really going to leave. He's been entangled here for too long, although he has merit Yes, but if the other companions conquered Chambord city one step ahead and entered, they ransacked and looted all the gold, silver and treasures, and they would not even have a chance to drink soup when they went late.
"Hey, don't go, you are such a disappointment, you are having fun, why do you want to go?"
"That's right, you haven't caught up with us yet!"
Two tall and strong mallet thieves appeared with a smile. They emerged from the dense grass behind and chased them out quickly, cursing and obviously dissatisfied with Alan's retreat.
"Ahaha, you two cowards..."
Allen laughed and turned around, standing with his sword.
He was about to ruthlessly mock the two bullshit golden knights as cowards, but before he finished cursing the word 'coward', he suddenly shut his mouth and stared blankly at what Drogba and Pierce were carrying in their hands. It was the headless corpse of a black cavalry soldier who had been dead for a long time. It was held in the hands of two shameless strong men like chickens. After a little squeeze, there was a big stream of hot blood at the broken neck. The blood spurted out and dripped on the ground, forming mottled bloodstains...
"You... unexpectedly..."
Seeing the two strong men with wretched smiles like undead who stole a dragon's egg, but not to mention the wounds on their bodies, not even a little bit of dust and grass, they are so clean that they are shameless. Allen understood many things in an instant.
It turned out... was tricked!
No wonder he always felt that the blood flowed out by these two burly men after being 'injured' was a bit too much. Ordinary people who shed so much blood would have turned into mummies long ago, how could they still run? But it turned out that the bloodstains that made him laugh out loud were all 'squeezed' out of the dead body of one of his soldiers by these two bastards, and he was still laughing triumphantly!
"You... are unforgivable! You deserve to die ten thousand times!"
Allen growled.
"Paul, look quickly, that yellow-haired boy seems to be mad at us!"
Drogba smiled triumphantly: "How about my idea?"
He asked himself and answered: "Haha, it's really fucking awesome!"
"Didier, I've become obscene with you!"
Capricorn Golden Knight Pierce feels that he was originally a hot-blooded macho who is not afraid of death, but now under the influence of Didier Drogba, he has a tendency to develop in the direction of a wretched man.
"You are all going to die for me!"
Allen, who was already smoking from the top of his head, his eyes were spitting fire, his ears were emitting white gas, and his ears were emitting white gas, yelled that the water-blue fighting spirit in Li Zhong was soaring. Pulled by an invisible force, he suddenly volleyed in the air and spun sharply. A series of indistinct water waves spread out from the center of the sword blade...
"Two stinky mice, you really pissed me off..."
With a soft shout, the sharp sword wrapped in blue battle energy suddenly turned into lightning, and countless strange and messy sword lights were cut in the air, and the surrounding two-meter-high grass fell in pieces, and the sword lights cut more and more. The faster it was, the sharper it became, and finally it was so fast that the naked eye could no longer catch it, and the sound of the tide was loud all around, as if being in the vast sea, the sky was blue.
"Duqi skill... anger-stack-ten thousand-heavy-wave-"
Allen shouted angrily, swiping the long sword in his hand again and again, and in an instant, the sound of the surging tide was loud, like a roar, deafening, and the blue sword light flashed all over the sky at the same time, forming a wave-like sword net, facing in all directions With Drogba and Pierce strangling the past, they are extremely sharp!
"Ah, no good, this kid has lost his temper..."
Drogba let out a strange cry, and suddenly shouted: "Long live His Majesty the King... the Saint Cloth of Taurus, come down to me!"
Before he finished speaking, a strange thing happened—his huge body like a cow suddenly levitated strangely as if he had lost gravity, and then a black light emerged from his forehead, blowing away against the wind. Make a one-meter-square black iron box with a lifelike engraved pattern of a running Taurus bull with horns on it. The next moment the iron box opened with a bang, golden light burst out, and a huge black steel bull rushed out of it. In an instant, it was divided into 125 armor parts, which turned into golden flames as if they were alive, flying in the air automatically, and finally just attached to Drogba's body.
At the moment when everything was completed, a giant golden bull totem composed of 125 dazzling stars, as if piercing through the dark void, flashed behind Drogba inconceivably. The vast vicissitudes and long-lasting breath, it raised its head and roared, and the breath in an instant made people want to kneel down and bow their heads in worship.