: 359 Blood Kills (3)

Six, old Jones! "Dozens of mercenaries wearing mail armour shouted. Thousands of inferior weapons rushed out of the woods. They quickly surrounded the fat man and the guards, and stared at the middlemost Duke Jones. Brush!" The Xueliang swords drawn by the guards surrounded the fat man. His murderous eyes looked at the surrounding mercenaries, and they felt cold in their hearts.
In particular, the fat man held a blue scimitar that was still bleeding, letting all the mercenaries go subconsciously. The strange cut-offs just made everyone feel a shock from the soul.
The killing is not terrible. Many of these mercenaries lick the blood, but they are so weird and so neat, it is simply a slaughter. No one has the guts to find uncomfortable, and invisibly choose the original fat man’s attack range. . They have less manpower! Everyone rushed! "Dozens of mercenaries saw that there were only a dozen people here, and they rushed up with arms in their hands.
"Attention, it was they who ambushed me halfway!" Duke Jones looked at the mercenaries and whispered dignifiedly, and touched the waist with the sword of his waist, feeling empty. I remembered that I had unloaded the weapon long ago, and quickly reminded loudly
"Wuhezhong!" The fat man looked at the charged mercenary, and he scorned his lips in disdain, ordering the guard cavalry on the left and right sides to "break them down"...kill! "Some guards' cavalry greeted them quickly. "Pouting" made a brittle sound. The galloping horse was like an iron wall hitting a front-end robber, and the powerful impact of "touching" directly knocked the person out. He was paralyzed in the snow, obviously unable to survive. Kill!" A Samor Jinxun passed by another stunned robber, and the sword he held up showed a chill in the air. "Poof. The robbers only felt a flower in front of them. A big fighting head flew up in the air, and blood was ejected from the headless chest for half a meter, and then the mercenary was stunned. The blood was splashed on his face,
"Kill!" The follower Samor's Guard cavalry slammed into the mercenary group with an arrow. Suddenly, the mercenaries were shocked,
The sword shone with cold light, the horse stepped with a knife, a corpse with a mercenary fell on the road, just after the charge was scattered by the fast cavalry, the guard cavalry penetrated the entire formation, and quickly returned
"Crotch" a fierce block sound, a sturdy man with a scarred face waved a spear in his hand. Blocking the sword of a guard cavalry, the huge impact force only knocked him back a few steps, shouting "Knight! Quick formation, they have a knight!"
There is a sharp scar on his right cheek, which looks extra prominent. Dozens of mercenaries quickly approached him, obviously the collar of this group of people. Dozens of people crowded together to form a scattered defensive wall,
Everyone knows. In the vast wilderness, the scattered battles will only make themselves a knight's prey, and only form a formation. In order to block the impact of the knight,
"It's the scar scare." Duke Jones saw the Scar Scarred Man, his face stunned, his face flushed quickly, his voice shouted angrily, "The Scar Scarf is fierce, you are the chief guard of the Hutuk family. I didn't expect to be a mercenary! Is it really not? Does anyone know you?"
"Oh, old and immortal, I didn't expect you to recognize it!" Scarface sneered with a sneer and a long gun pointing at Duke Jones. "Don't think there are a few knights guarding you and you can hide. We have so many people. , Even if you change one of the three, you can be killed."
The Old Duke of Jones looked indignantly, "I'm early
"Ground me!" The fat man waved his hand, and dozens of guard cavalry circled around the mercenaries. The form just turned around, and the mercenaries huddled together in fear,
Back to back. With the simple weapon in his hand held high, his guard cavalry spinning around in panic, he never expected how he suddenly changed from a hunter to a prey. This sudden change made them at a loss.
"Say, do you have any other people?" The fat man stopped the horse in front of him, and the loud trembling of the forest trembled. "Go to death!" Scarfel was also a brave man, waving his arm. The spear turned into a cold light and went straight to the fat man's face. I don’t know how high it is! The fat man is a character who wades through the sea of ​​the corpse mountain. Seeing the direction of Scar's shoulder, he knows what the other party wants to do.
"Monster! Monster!" Scar Scarlett's face was pale, he looked at the fat man in disbelief, and immediately turned to escape
"Want to run! How can it be so easy! This is for you." The fat man shouted, turned his backhand, and the spear reflected in his hand,
"Ah" Scar Fiery made a heartbreaking howl, his body stepped back a few steps, and the pointed tail of the steel pistol pierced through Scar Fiery's chest. Nail him to a nearby pine pole. A long wall came out of the other end of the trunk. Looks terribly tragic
"Admiral Fei Li is dead! Master Fei Li is dead!" The mercenaries suddenly saw chaos in the scar of Fei Li, and several mercenaries ran out of formation. Running desperately into the distance
"Beng!" A brisk sound of a bowstring." A mercenary opened his eyes and fell down unwillingly, covering his chest. The mercenary's shield sawdust flew into pieces, and another mercenary attempted to escape. He was nailed to the ground by three longbow guards with bows and arrows,... Xing'er inspected the face of the dead ash, and no one dared to move. This is the eighth. Also, the splashed body was lying in the snow, like blood The blossoming flowers dyed the ground red. Damn! Who are these?" Looking at the longbow cavalry on the opposite horse, the mercenaries felt a sense of powerlessness besides scolding,
You can’t win, you can’t run, and you can’t run away. These terrible bow cavalry are simply the natural enemies of the infantry. The ruler of the wilderness here, the strong long bow penetrates, completely ignoring his leather shield.
The proud mail armor bought by the ten gold coins on the mercenary body is like a piece of paper in front of these monster longbows. No one can run out of 20 meters, and all those who try to escape have no exception. In the pool of blood
"Cover me! Let me get rid of that fat man!" a whisper rang from the mercenary group.
A tall hunter carrying a bow and arrow, under the cover of several mercenaries. With a calm face, he pulled out the heavy compound bow in his hand, and the cold light bursting from the crack in the shoulder of the person in front, aimed at the fat man who shouted in the distance,
Everyone can see that this fat man is the toughest of a dozen people. Only by killing him will everyone have a way of life.
"I don't know life or death!" The fat man was riding on the horse, and his sharp eyes only saw the assassin lurking in the dark, and the heavy pedal crossbow in his hand lifted up slightly.
"Beng!" A bowstring vibrated again, causing the mercenaries' nerves to tighten again. Every time I heard this voice, a companion fell. Everyone only felt a flower in front of him, a white line shot from the body of a mercenary,
Laurafit, who was hiding behind him, felt a shock in his chest, and a huge force ripped open his chest.
"How is this possible!" Lolafit looked at the arrow in his chest in disbelief, the bow and arrow in his hand fell to the ground, and blood spewed from his chest.
"Laurafitte is dead! Laurafitte is dead!" The mercenary felt desperate and yelled in a panic. Laurafitte is a famous sharpshooter in the west.
"Who is the next one?" The fat man blinked, the pedal crossbow in his hand raised high, like a naughty child who was invading his own game.
"Crazy, this must be a lunatic!" The mercenaries looked pale and squeezed back unnaturally, and the fat man's eyes were like a knife, making them unable to dodge. "Slap" another crossbow arrow into the slot. The fat man's arm aimed steadily, his cold eyes moved on the pale faces of the mercenaries, like fierce beasts looking for their prey, squeezing out a few in the teeth to make the mercenaries thoroughly Collapsed words "This kind of hunting feels so good, let alone kill you all! "
"Say, let's say!" The mercenaries collapsed completely, and the two leaders who led the team were all killed. It would be meaningless for them to persevere.
This is an assassination team sent from the Hutak family. The goal is the Duke of Jones, who has always been unwilling to unite with the west.
In fact, the old man was too stubborn, not only rejected the Hutak family's proposal last month, but also expressed his determination. Beat the messenger of the Hutak family. This action completely angered the Hutak family, and the mercenaries also revealed a message that made the Duke Jones feel sad,
When Duke Jones left the main fortress, Salenco held an interim meeting in the main fort in the name of military officer. At the meeting, Salenco denounced the behavior of Duke Jones for attaching to Samor and proposed the slogan of Westerners governing the west. In order to encourage the nobles of the main castle to separate from Vickia, together with the Western Union to form the West Jones United Kingdom, and promised the nobles that as long as the kingdom is established, they can become lords. You can have your own territory in the vast west
This is a sufficiently tempting proposal to become a party lord. It is the highest dream of all nobles. Salenco controls half of the Jones family and has an unusual marriage relationship with the Western giant Hutak.
What he said did indeed have the ability to shake the will of the nobility. Although Samor had a flag regiment stationed in Jones, as long as the Duke of Jones did not come forward, this force would never move, and Saloncu guaranteed the glory of the nobility to leave Duke Jones of the main fort. Never set foot on this land again
The nobles wavered in this agitation~EbookFREE.me~ Finally, most nobles suggested that only seeing the corpse of Duke Jones can vote for it,
Salen Kuxun brought the news to the Hutak family principal in Jones's main fort, so a temporary assassination team, led by Scarfel, who was good at tracking, personally ambushed the Duke of Jones along the way.
The news was very tortuous, and even the fat man was stunned. I didn’t expect the Jones territory to be so complicated. Duke Jones’s face was dull, and he looked at the sky that had been completely dimmed, and it was also a long sigh. With a sigh of relief, his head was drooping and he didn't say anything along the way,
The fat man glanced at the old man with a forgotten look, knowing that Duke Jones must be uncomfortable in his heart. As a lord who confessed to protecting his lord as his duty, he was betrayed from the territory. What a satire and ridicule! Fatty net arrived at the gate of Lai Miao City, and suddenly heard a slight rumbling sound coming from the distant field, and the fat man could not help raising his head. Through the bright moonlight, the fat man saw a thick black line appearing on the distant horizon, and dozens of falcon flags embroidered with eagle wings fluttering in the wind
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