Chapter 635: Drowning

Chapter 635 is submerged
The earth shook, and the Warren cavalry pierced the grassland camp as a sword.
The chaotic Prairie Camp was immediately more chaotic.
Some of the original arrangements and fortifications in the battalion were destroyed when the grassland was in chaos. Some were prairie people, some were the scorpions of the crows and the snakes.
So that Warren's three thousand cavalry rushed in unimpeded.
The horse screamed and the man shouted.
The sword is light and the blood is flowing.
call!
A flame suddenly illuminates, and a high arc crosses an arc and falls on the weight of the big camp.
Suddenly, the fodder for feeding the horse was ignited.
Then there is the food that people eat.
Then, a large camp was full of fire.
The flames are fierce, even if the trained horses have issued a cries of fear, and when the reins are cut, these horses are even more frantic struggles.
The fire horses brought the flame to more places.
"Extinguishing!"
"Extinguishing!"
Many prairie people shouted.
But everyone can become involuntarily at this moment.
Their eyes are the opponents who kill red-eyes. Beside them are the enemies who have been rushing through, and give up resistance to fight the fire. There is only one dead road.
If you want to live, you can only get rid of your opponent.
Even if these opponents are prairie people, the same is true.
Only a few people seem to have reached a consensus, but this consensus does not give them a chance to live, on the contrary, let the pace of death come faster.
A note from the back of the shadow, a shining flame.
Quickly harvest these lives.
And, the target of the key care for Warren's cavalry.
Mercedes-Benz's battle was right, the knight's handcuffs were aligned there.
Hey!
A burst of rain fell.
The bodies of hundreds of prairie people fell.
The mourning sound that has not been completely dispersed, as the war horse passed, left only the dead and rotten corpse.
Mary’s palms were already full of sweat.
The girl has experienced the battle, but she has never been to the battlefield.
Everything I see is an enemy. There are only comrades around me. What she can do is to move forward and keep on rushing.
Because she knows she is the leader.
If she hesitates, it will make this team that is hard to get together collapse.
Therefore, she chose a white horse.
As early as she was seven years old, her mother warned her more than once, and at the end of the battlefield, don't choose conspicuous white, because that would make you the target of all enemies.
But Mary has no choice at all.
She must be conspicuous!
Must be like a banner!
Ding!
Selti opened a sword and did not know where to shoot from.
This is not the first time.
From entering the Prairie Camp, he blocked at least 20 arrows for Mary, even though Serti was the elite of the Crows, and his skills were extraordinary, and he became breathless at this time.
In the ever-changing battlefield, it is not a simple matter to concentrate on protecting a person.
Ding!
Another arrow was blocked, this time not Selti but Maxim shot.
The reporters of the Crows were not in a good position. He glanced at the same bad companion, but he could only yell in his mouth: "His Royal Highness, forward!"
At this time, there is still the possibility of retreating.
Only the big camp that broke through the grassland people!
Breaking through is their victory.
Once the prairie people who have been reacted are surrounded...
The Crowsman shook his head and quickly abandoned the idea. Then he raised his hand and slammed it toward the arrow that was shot.
But this time the arrows are different.
Just as the long sword was about to hit the arrow, the arrow actually showed a curvature, bypassing the sniper and directing Mary.
Maxim was shocked.
"His Royal Highness!"
The sound slammed, and a figure was saved from the battle, and the body was blocked in front of the arrow.
puff!
The arrow penetrated the chest of the Warren cavalry, and the body of the Warren cavalry fell to the ground, and then the war horse stepped over the body of the Warren cavalry.
From beginning to end, Mary did not see the face of the Warren cavalry.
When she returned to God, the Warren cavalry was already overwhelmed by the horses that were constantly moving forward.
She can only hear the sound, very young.
The throat seemed to be blocked by something.
Mary felt the swell of the corners of her eyes after the wind was blowing.
She touched her eyes and did not let the tears flow out.
"go ahead!"
"go ahead!"
The tender voice sounded again... screaming.
Rumble!
The horses rushed past, and the Warren defenders didn't know how long they had been running until they felt a looseness around them.
The feeling of depression and suffocation disappeared.
There is an open space in front of you.
Did they rush out?
They rushed out!
Unbelievable!
After the robbery!
The look of joy can not be concealed anyway, and Mary is as exhausted as she is, and she is breathing in the mouth.
Both Selti and Maxim are more like fishing out of the water.
At this time, the two crows did not even want to move their fingers.
However, after seeing the team, the prairie people in the camp, the two were shocked.
"His Highness, some people gather the remnants!"
Maxim reminded.
Without too much explanation, Mary knew the consequences of being caught by the prairie.
They used to charge, although not all in vain, but the effect will disappear.
Disappeared mostly?
The girl’s ear seemed to ring the ‘Holy High’ that the young voice shouted.
She does not accept or allow.
Hey! Hey! Hey!
Carrying the "Sword of Thorns" on the back, shaking again and again.
An unimaginable vitality is poured into the girl's body.
Mary, who was supposed to be exhausted, straightened her back at the next moment.
She passed the team.
Once again, I stood at the forefront of the grassland people.
There are no words.
Also do not need any advice.
Looking at the white horse, watching the knight of the war, the former Warren defender team changed the team, the team became the former team.
They hold weapons that are stained with the blood of the enemy.
The joy on their faces has not been dispersed, and they have been replaced by perseverance.
Even if they knew that it was a life of nine deaths, they did not have any hesitation or fear. It seemed that with a charge, they completely changed.
From ordinary to truly elite.
Because they have a soul.
"impossible!"
"How can this be?"
Maxim looked at the incredible scene for anyone, and seemed to think of something. The whole person was screaming again and again.
Selti looked at Maxim inexplicably.
"The saying of the sage king!"
Maxim’s smile reminded me.
Selti glimpsed, then, looking at the white figure in horror.
"Under the leadership of the wise king, the coward will become a brave, the brave will become a hero, the hero will become a holy..."
Selti whispered.
But when his words were not finished, Maxim stunned his mouth.
Selti immediately responded and didn't need a friend to remind him, he knew what to do.
The two came to Mary again.
As before, one left and one right kept Mary in the middle.
However, unlike before, there is a fanaticism on the faces of the two people that is unclear to ordinary people.
The hooves sounded again.
The prairie people in the distance launched the charge.
Mary raised her right hand, and when the girl was about to sway and led the Warren garrison to charge again, a flapping sound rang.
The fire crow fell on the palm of the hand.
The girl glimpsed.
Just at the moment when the girl was asleep, a flame figure, like a meteor falling, is usually among the grassland people who are charging.
boom!
A large number of grasshoppers, who were dodging, were suddenly stunned.
Then there was a roar.
Roar!
Invisible wind, with the flapping of the flames of the wings, blowing in all directions, let the surrounding grassland people stand on the ground and roll.
But they were as if they were unconscious, just instinctively receding, and looked at the flaming figure of the volley with a horrified look.
The temperature suddenly rose.
Distorted the fearful figure.
The arrogant, chaotic atmosphere is mixed with the smell of sulfur, affecting all the grassland people around.
That is an oppression of different levels of life.
It's like seeing a lion's rabbit.
"Evil, demons!"
A scream like a pinch of a scream, screaming in the grassland.
And this screaming, the courage of the prairie people to gather together is completely gone, fear is like the tide of the dam.
Drowning all of these people...
PS second more~
(End of this chapter)