I saw him waving, and dozens of soldiers from the security team stood behind him. Although the strength of each of these security team soldiers is not good, they have a professional level of one or two levels, and many of them have not even obtained the formal soldier profession. However, under the siege of dozens of people, plus him, no matter how powerful Diama was, he would still have to suffer on the spot! As for that big guy, Magno... It can only be seen how long Dane can last.
Strangely, when so many people stood beside Emre, Diama didn't show any panic at all. He said: "Emre, Emre, you are still so worthless, you know how to rely on more people to win... You should understand that Shawan Port has been the site of General Malone since a few years ago. You say, You are playing crowd tactics with me here, how many people can you have like me?"
After saying that, a number almost equal to that of Emre's security team came out from the surrounding streets. These guys, all wearing gray leather armor, have weapons in their hands. Although there were no clear marks on the armor, Emre could recognize some familiar faces among them, and there was no doubt that these people were all soldiers under Malone's hands.
Emre felt bitter in his heart: "Captain Dane, I'm the one who's sorry for you today... I really didn't expect that Malone would make such a big determination. The half-disabled port guards can't be pulled out. After dispatching Magno, he actually mobilized so many soldiers from the regular army into the city... It seems that today's matter is not easy to solve. Wait a minute, if you have a chance, you should run quickly. You can run out of the city and flee to Rotten Wolf Town. As long as you arrive at Rotten Wolf Town and General Morno’s territory, no one will dare to do anything to you.”
"I ran away and let the brothers in my regiment die here?" Dane glanced at Emre.
"If you keep the green hills, you don't have to worry about running out of firewood. If you're alive, the Horror Mercenary Corps will one day stand up again. If you die, do you think your regiment can continue to survive?"
"Stop talking nonsense." Dane didn't want to talk to him at all. He knew that Emre was indeed doing it for his own good, but he was by no means the kind of person who would abandon his companions and escape by himself.
"Oh!" Emre stomped his feet anxiously, and said earnestly, "Just listen to my advice!"
"Come on, you." Dane said, "You think I'm sure to lose? Huh, I don't think so. Come on, let me try later, is this Magno really as terrible as you say? !"
While the two were talking, Diama on the opposite side was obviously a little impatient. He didn't want to waste any more time, so he shouted directly: "Magono! Go! Kill your prey!"
"Okay." After a muffled answer, Magno pulled out a huge war blade from behind him. It looks like a spear, but it has blades on both sides, and the blade is nearly two meters long. With the long handle, this huge and terrifying war blade is six meters long!
Such a huge and heavy weapon, I am afraid that only a race like the Mammoth Man can use it freely. And when Magno held up this terrifying war blade, stepped forward with his four hooves, and charged towards Dane brazenly, with such power, some timid guys might be scared to death directly !
Emre waved his hand directly, intending to take the security team soldiers in his hand to block Magno. At the same time, Dane's brothers, those sword dancers, also escaped from their weapons one by one, ready to compete with the big man. But no matter who among them, they can't rush as fast as Dane himself!
Striding forward and charging forward, the ghost knife reflected the moon in the sky in the dark night, brushing out a brilliant knife light, and collided violently with the battle blade of the mammoth man under a loud bang. Together!
The giant mammoth blade collided violently with the long and narrow ghost knife, and of course Dane was knocked out.
Dane was definitely considered tall, let alone compared with humans, his two-meter stature, even some strong orcs were nothing more than this tall. But compared with the mammoth man who was more than four meters tall and carried a six-meter-long broad-bladed giant knife, it was indeed not enough. Magno's strength attribute, even if it is estimated in the most conservative way, has definitely reached more than 24 points, a full four points higher than Dane.
The power gap of four points is actually quite large. The most concentrated performance is that Dane obviously went all out, charged away, jumped up and slashed down, but after colliding with Magno once, he was beaten backwards and flew out , Rolling on the ground for several laps without stopping.
"Boss!"
"Boss, are you okay?!"
"Damn monster!"
Several sword dancers were about to rush towards Magno while cursing angrily, as if they didn't care about the huge gap in strength between the two sides at all. But before they rushed up, they were stopped by a familiar voice: "Stop! Don't go! Go help Emre's security team. This is my prey, and no one is allowed to interfere."
With a single sentence, who else but Dane can calm down the former horror mercenary who has been trained as a sword dancer
Those impulsive guys turned their heads and saw that Dane, who was still rolling on the ground just now, got up from the ground at some point, his hair was quite messy, and there was still a trace of blood on the corner of his mouth. He looked very embarrassed. But even so, there was still an inexplicable smile on the corner of his mouth.
Few people can still laugh at this kind of time, Dane is one of them.
Now, these people staying next to him are all old brothers who have fought with him for many years, and they still understand each other. Dane likes to laugh very much, he laughs boldly, smiles, smirks... especially bold laughs, which can always be heard when he is with him; occasionally when he is happy, he will show a knowing smile. Not without it. But the smile on his face now is not happy, but it is definitely not a wry smile. It is more like a certain kind of excitement when he encounters a powerful enemy that is difficult to defeat, or even a crisis that is close to death. smile.
This kind of smile looks very strange.
Among the people present, only Delin had met him twice. Moreover, Delin still remembered those two events so clearly that he would never forget them forever. So, he understood what it meant when Dane showed such a smile.
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It seems that I have gone farther and farther on the road to the street...