Chapter 355: Blood Flag (16)

"Your first level will be my most valuable loot."
As for the poor human language spoken by Shabar, Yushkin was not surprised, after all, they are a group of beasts with extremely high learning ability
He didn't wait for Juskin to give out similar harsh words, but immediately started the attack.
He rushed into the crowd, crushed everything that was blocking him, and then took the long handle of the Warhammer to activate it.
The force field of the hammerhead made a swarm of buzzing sound when cutting through the air. This sound was quickly masked by successive explosions. The battle had entered its most intense moment at this time, and many soldiers had sacrificed They have also achieved certain results, not even worse than those of the enemies who are blocking the enemy in the front line.
But it's still a long way from destroying the enemy. There are still seventy or eighty black flame guards fighting on the battlefield. They are losing blood every minute. From the beginning of 800 people, there is only one left. There were less than 500 people.
Eugene was in a hurry, but was helpless. He must now face this challenge himself.
But he strictly said that he was not a warrior, let alone those street duels, he was just an ordinary officer, and he had no talent for one-on-one combat.
Shabal's attitude is full of aggression and contempt. Perhaps he believes that he is far superior to the other in strength, or he thinks he is enough to kill this shoe when the blood flow has not been stirred.
In short, at the beginning of the duel he immediately approached Yushkin and launched several attacks against him, while the opponent was able to avoid his attack with a less flexible position.
In the training, Eushikin taught soldiers more about familiarity with Ok's physical weaknesses and behavior patterns, but in terms of skills, he still relied on instinct and repeated training.
The only combat skill guide is a night blade. He studies fighting in a scholarly way, discovers the appropriate skills from the martial arts genre full of philosophical thinking, and blends in to focus on the spirit.
Maintaining balance, action and response, how to guide the adversary to expose the flaws of his martial arts, how to avoid all kinds of temptations of the opponent-all these aspects are all a group of training courses for many years, and Yushkin himself learns the same.
But in the face of more fierce and brutal enemies, this unique technique and tactics are not enough to smooth out the disadvantages.
Every time he evaded him, he had to retreat. Many Blackguards yelled when they saw Eushikin fall into passive defense. They felt that the duel would end soon, while the human side swarmed towards Shabal. Go, intending to stop this unfair duel.
Shabar was extremely violent at this time. The huge warhammer was flexible like a wooden stick in his hands. Some kind of mysterious power gave him a faster speed and more amazing reaction.
Even the explosion of the soldiers' deaths could not shake him. Watching him keep fighting the hammer, smashing the soldiers like walnuts, Yushkin had a terrible idea.
Maybe he was really just playing with himself before.
As Shabal’s mad killing continues, maintaining the integrity of the front becomes increasingly difficult for Jushkin.
His concentration began to lose, and gradually began to use his instinct to parry the attack of the Ouke warlords, no longer relying solely on observing the opponent's posture or predicting through muscle movements.
More than that, he was feeling the uneasy emotions spreading boringly like acupuncture in his heart-this was a physical feeling, and a chill was spreading along his spine.
Suddenly, a burst of harsh cheers erupted from the Oaks, and the soldiers took a breath.
When staggering with Shabal again, he glanced at it, and everything he saw confirmed his guess.
The flag flying on the command post has been chopped down to the ground with a flagpole. An Oak is standing on the roof of the command post, waving a rag violently, which is the center of the dirt, and the skull of the fire is burning Glared.
Around the command post, the wreckage of more than a dozen soldiers lay. They tried to stop it, but they failed.
Their regimental flag fell into the pool of blood and was covered in a corpse.
This is a terrible sign.
A group of morale is falling in an avalanche. Even the other troops at the entrance of the valley have noticed this terrible fact that is happening, and General Prokhov is very anxious.
"What happened to the mass!? Who can tell me!"
Everyone is confused and confused. After so much blood and hard work, can we still get only bitter failure and death?
"Victory, or death!!!"
A roar exploded like thunder.
Until the breath came out, Eugene was not even aware that this powerful and angry roar came from his throat, and all his thoughts were left behind, leaving only the red concentration.
He made a stride toward Shabal, pouring his full weight into each blow. The squeezed energy field burst into a string of Mars, and the screams were accompanied by every block.
He let go of all restraints, held the knife in his hands, and attacked his opponent with a speed that he had never had before, even faster than he had expected from himself.
He knew he couldn't win, he didn't care.
He wants blood, he wants to kill his opponent, because many brothers have already died.
He wants revenge.
On this day, when facing Shabal again, Yushkin gave up all attempts to survive, and the will of blood debt and blood repayment was stirred in his brain, washing away rational thinking.
Shabar laughed, and he allowed Jushkin to leave a few nicks on his breastplate, and then used the long handle of the Warhammer to beat him all.
Heihuo already has the upper hand, and the human soldiers are failing, and no one comes to disturb him again.
He walked towards the shrimp boss who was struggling on the ground. The other party's head was roaring like a bronze bell in the church at this time, and Yushkin did not even know whether he was standing or lying on his stomach.
A huge shadow covered the top of his head. He turned back, and because of his back to the sun, his face was a shadow. Only two pairs of eyes were hot.
It stretched out its hand and wanted to grab Eshkin because it needed a complete loot~EbookFREE.me~ instead of a smashed flesh.
"Wow!!"
Suddenly, the flag-bearing Oak, not far away, fell from the command post with a wailing noise. Several blood mists exploded on his body, and pieces of armor spattered into the sky like raindrops.
Immediately afterwards, there was a low but smooth roar. Shabal was disturbed by this voice and turned to look.
I saw a slender figure leaping between the two Black Guardians, and at the same time brought up two huge heads.
"Ok!?"
He was still wondering, and the visitor suddenly threw a weapon in his hand towards him, but fell to Eushikin's hand.
Everything happened between the electro-optical flint swords, and without thinking about it, Jushkin reached out and pulled out the weapon of the situation saw, felt the vibration from the palm of his hand, and swung it out toward Shabal's arm.
"what!!!!!!!"
The rapidly rotating saw teeth easily tore into the steel, flesh and bones, and through the howling of the sky, Shabal held his left arm and staggered back.
At the same time, Yushkin jumped up and thrust a sword forward.
He will never forget the morbid ease of the strange weapon when it entered the opponent's body, and he will not forget the huge painful curling of the whole Oak when he reversed the weapon that had pierced the main stomach.
A moment later, the chain saw Jiandun suddenly pulled out in the hands of Eugene, and at least half of his lungs were destroyed along the way.
The blood hissed and evaporated from the saw teeth.
A black fire guard rushed over quickly, but a ghostly figure appeared beside him, then waved his backhand, slashing the chain saw into its side quickly and deeply.
It turned away from a blow that was enough to cut it in half, but serious internal injuries had slowed his movement.
The next moment, the chain saw flew across his neck, taking this terrible life.