Chapter 354: Blood Banner (15)
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Orc Tyrant
- Mo Ge Zhuo Gen
- 1254 characters
- 2021-03-03 02:08:27
All Oaks were involved in the battle at the same time, the enemy appeared on the front and back sides of the mountain road, and the blasted rubble piled on the ground like autumn leaves.
Shabal didn't care about the enemy's sneak attacks, or whether these shrimps were crazy to die with himself. As long as his weapon was still in hand, then no enemy could stop his pace.
"Waaaaaagh!"
He made an unparalleled roar, and flew into the front of the team, blocking the wave of impact.
The shock of the anvil fell to the ground beneath his feet. He aggressively confronted the two enemies head-on, first struck a pair of war knives with a long handle, and then smashed a head with a giant hammer.
The warrior, armed with a long sword, launched an offensive without hesitation, throwing him a storm-like slash, and Shabal's block and parry were inferior, preventing the opponent's several weapons from leaking.
At the same time, his Black Flame Guards also joined the scuffle.
Boom~!
A human soldier had just smashed his chest and fell to the ground. The other person behind him screamed and fell on the waist of the black guard who was fighting, and then pulled the grenade lead.
The tremendous impact instantly knocked the nearly one ton of Oak's elite to the ground. Before he roared the roar in his head, a sword was slammed into him. Among them, the neck, joints, and face were Focusing on where "care" is concerned, Ushkin taught them where they should attack Ok.
"Damn!"
Shabal also noticed the dangerous guys in the crowd. They had no weapons on them, but they were always waiting to rush up and change their lives. It was a cunning and cold tactic.
At this moment, he actually had a slight admiration for the shrimp boss.
Ruthless enough!
In the short fierce battle, several swords have been cut in half, and Shabal’s long-handled warhammer is difficult for humans to get close to him, and those "meat bombs" that gaze at the eyes will not be able to help him for a while.
Just as Shabal once again smashed two soldiers who rushed up to the sky, a war knife took advantage of his fate when he had not cast off, and stabbed from an extremely tricky angle. Shabal failed to respond, right There was a wound in the blink of an arm.
He turned around in exasperation and decided to resolve the directly.
First bending over to avoid the next fierce and slow swing, Shabal immediately raised his leg and kicked at the shrimp holding the sword, kicking on his left knee.
The heavy steel boots twisted the soldier's left leg to the side, and the whistling warhammer came one after another, peeling off half of his body from the skeleton, just like breaking a blood bag, and organs and blood splashed under high pressure. All around.
"kill!"
Shabal's behavior seemed to anger the surrounding human soldiers, among which the nearest one desperately rushed up, but the warlord just waved his fist casually, just before he dropped the knife in his hand, to contain his attack.
The soldier stumbled back, and his broken face was covered with teeth and broken eyes, and the dirty blood dripped down his chest along the chin.
But Shabal stopped to enjoy the joy of successfully defeating the enemy. He had to tilt his head back immediately, before evading another enemy's slamming by a few centimetres.
He injected all his strength into his arms, making the heavy warhammer almost draw a complete circle, the hammer head crossed a head in the second half of the arc, and then knocked on the ground.
Accompanied by a deafening explosion, the warhammer left a huge crack spreading between the rocks, like a bullet hole in the mirror surface, or a ripple caused by the stone entering the water.
Behind him, the headless body fell to the ground suddenly, holding the weapon tightly in his hand to death.
More knives stabbed at the warlords of Oak, and he lifted the long handle of the warhammer as a shield in front of him, opened all the offensives, then swung the weapon high above his head, and then fell down like a pile.
The two war knives were raised crosswise, and the combined force was placed under the hammer head, trying to block the blow.
But the fierce shock instantly twisted the steel and smashed the flesh below.
Shabal hadn't had time to pull the warhammer out of the flesh and blood pit, and the human soldier copied it from the side loaf, intending to unleash it when he had no time to look around.
The warlord roared sharply and turned to meet the enemy. It was at this time that a "meat bomb" grabbed the gap and flew from the crowd at a very fast speed.
Shabal's eyes were quick and his sledgehammer swept out, but the guy fell straight down to the ground and slid straight to his feet.
"Long live the Empire!!!"
Shabal's twisted smiling face gave Shabal an illusion for a time, not a shrimp at his feet, but a fart tied to a rocket.
At the next moment, the other party suddenly exploded.
"Destroy it! Destroy that Ok!"
Juskin finally caught the opportunity, before waiting for the smoke to disperse, he flew from the back of the team to the position where Shabal had stood before, but a Heihuo stopped in front of him.
"Go away!"
He yelled loudly, shot the pistol bullets at the opponent's face once, then flashed to avoid the opponent's random hacking, backhand thrust the weapon into its torso, and struck with a rapid stab from the bottom up The other party's armor has no protective position, vicious and smooth, without stopping.
He pushed the enemy back step by step, and the surrounding soldiers quickly gathered around him to form an offensive spear.
Another enemy was approaching, he turned around to face the roaring tomahawk~EbookFREE.me~ but two soldiers had previously used their chests to blunt the jagged blade of the axe.
Yushkin bent down and handed a horizontal swing towards the knee to knock the opponent to the ground. Heihuowei tried to stand up. Several soldiers swooped over and pressed the opponent firmly with his legs, and then another sword Pierce Oak's head and nail it to the ground.
A pool of blood gradually spread out under it.
Before it was time to reap the joy of killing the enemy, a huge force accompanied by boundless rage toppled all of them to the ground.
WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGH! ! ! !
The whole ground, the whole ground, was torn apart by unknown forces, and shallow ravines extended under everyone's feet, and even the distant mountains collapsed.
In the diffuse smoke, half of his body was stepped out of the blackened Warlords. His eyes were red like burning coal, and a green arc on the bare muscles was jumping, hitting the air to produce some kind of Static pop.
Yushkin immediately got up from the ground and stared at the opponent alertly. He could feel the anger on the opponent. The explosion not long ago did not cause any adverse effects on him, except for a few pieces of armor.
"Enough play, I have to do the right thing."
Shabal exhaled, and the warhammer in his hand shone more and more.
"You, change the flag for me."
He tilted his head to the flag bearer on the side, and the other person immediately ran to the command post not far ahead.
As soon as a group of soldiers was about to stop, the huge warhammer smashed it with electric current, smashing everyone on the line into blood mist.
"This is just the beginning."
Shabal grinned and walked towards the crowd empty-handed.