Chapter 481: Day without light (3)

"Help me get up..."
After all the hustle and bustle was calm, a figure crawled out of the loose mound.
Adal helped him stand up, leaning on a rock, and the dense hail gradually began to knock and sting their cheeks.
In the front, a dark cloud formed by a huge dark cloud straightened into the sky, as black as the face of the hanged deceased, and was quickly involved in the land repeatedly destroyed by war.
This storm is coming violently, with hail all over the sky. Such a thick storm thundercloud is very rare in the early summer. No matter how you look at it, this is terrible news.
At such a rapid speed, they can't run far before the storm tops.
"Where are we?"
Carson asked with a gasp, he narrowed his eyes and stared at the scattered bodies on both sides.
"We are probably in the middle of luck back home."
Adal has not recalled much of what happened just now. He only remembers a god-like steel behemoth, a deafening roar, and a strong flash of light.
Then, there was no more. He fainted, and when he was awake, there was only a corpse left, and there was an officer who almost became a corpse.
"Hurry up, it's not safe here."
The two stood up from the ground, simply packed up some useful things, and then proceeded towards the original goal. As for the heavy weapons they were required to carry, they had to choose to abandon them.
They walked for ten minutes, and Kason followed the route in memory to avoid any suspicious movements. At this time, the enemy found that it was definitely a dead end. Only by luck and vigilance can they survive.
"what is that?"
Suddenly, Adal pointed to the front and asked.
They were quickly approaching a village on the west side of Fort St. Spears, which was almost a checkpoint, with only a few houses on dry hills.
This was originally a supply point transfer point, but now it is empty.
A row of spears was nailed to the ground in front of the village, and there were six or seven in total, like a fence post
And, at the end of each spear handle was a human head.
Those heads are facing their direction, and their eyelids are fixed in a round state.
They are all beasts, and probably used to be sentinels or captives here. After being decapitated by Ok, they were used here, similar to a warning.
"A bunch of shredded green skin!"
Casson took a sip and cursed in a low voice.
Adal hopes that the journey will end soon. He is so exhausted that he can no longer cope with any sudden fāqíng situation. .
"Keep the distance, I can see you."
The two of them approached the village slowly, and Kason remembered that there was a hidden entrance that could lead directly to the many shelters under the Fort of Spears. Of course, it was also extremely difficult to find.
It was very quiet along the way, and even gave them an illusion that they were already safe, but they did not dare to relax, staring at each other and slowly moving forward, it was difficult to say what was safe on the battlefield...
"what!"
Suddenly, Casson screamed and an arrow hit him.
More arrows came one after another, piercingly nailed to the ground, and some crossed the air due to insufficient strength.
Adal immediately dragged Kasong into a dirty puddle, and his commander of the arrow almost bit his tongue to suppress the howling.
The two arrows were nailed to Adal's backpack. He noticed that these were fish-scale arrows-they were cut and polished by the rigid scales of the monitor lizard, and they had barbs, like comb teeth sloping backwards.
It was such an arrow plunging into Kasong's body, never think of báchūlái.
And this arrow is their own.
"Kill them!"
Suddenly, he heard a familiar voice, which was the cry of the beast, and it was accompanied by a heavy footstep.
But instead of jumping out recklessly, he guarded the comatose chief and watched what was happening ahead.
Three strong figures ran out of a house. The green muscles were covered with thick pieces of armor. Long fangs were like weeds growing randomly on the protruding chin. According to the old people in memory Narrate, they should be the legendary Oak-the cursed green demon.
Behind the three Oaks, there is a large group of veterans with weapons. There are probably hundreds of them. They are chasing and shooting arrows or shooting. The arrow rain that hit them before was obviously accidentally injured.
They appeared in the village out of thin air. It is likely that these three Oks stumbled and found the tunnel entrance of the Beastized Man, and then took the risk of walking in, but now they are chased and killed.
When the number of enemies and foes is very different, they also understand the retreat.
But now, it is obviously a bit late.
They were forced under a broken high wall, surrounded by beasts, and they could only roar and roar nonstop, so as to repel the enemies that were approaching. ‘’
"kill!"
But the beasts did not intend to give up this achievement, they immediately charged under the command of the commander.
waaaagh!
Now there is no escape route, the three Oaks can only head up.
They held up their axe to the face of the first row of enemies, then waved their weapons from bottom to top to resist the second row of enemies.
After a brief retreat, the Beastized Man surged forward again, like the raging waves of the turbulent sea.
However, the strength gap between the enemy and the enemy is still very large. Adal Qingyan witnessed the shoulder of a compatriot who was much stronger than himself being cut off, and the other jaw was smashed into pieces.
The oldest Oak, slapped the iron warhammer on the face of the next Orcish warrior who rushed to find the flaw, and rolled the nose bone into the head.
A spear wanted to break through its flaws like a viper, but was intercepted by another battle axe, and the big man, Ok, opened the spear while the spearman's portal opened wide.
The next wave of offensives followed, but was struggling to be crushed by the Oaks.
However, every time they stepped back a few steps, there were cries from nearby houses, and more warriors came to join the battle.
"Did they bring enough staff?"
Adal murmured into the battle, he gasped, his entire face was bloodless because of pain and exhaustion, and he felt like he couldn't live for a second in such a brutal battle.
In this way, farming is more suitable for you.
"It's far from enough..."
Suddenly, a weak voice came from his ears, and Adal turned his head to see that his chief was awake.
"...I haven't seen these logos on Oak."
"Captain, how are you?"
"Can't die, help me press!"
Following the instructions of the other party, holding down the arteries of the leg, Kasong pulled out bǐshǒu, and cut the middle part of himself. He knew the effect of this arrow very well. Only in this way can he save his life.
He clenched the dirty rag ~EbookFREE.me~ while cutting open the flesh and avoiding the blood vessels, then slowly wrapped the arrow with the cloth and pulled it out a little.
"what!"
For a few seconds, it seemed as long as a century. When he báchūlái, blood immediately poured like a fountain. He quickly blocked it with a cloth, and then took out a can of thick black liquid from his rucksack and wiped it on the wound.
While Cassone was dealing with the wound, Adal turned his attention to the situation.
A large group of soldiers have gathered here, many of them are warriors, there are war veterans, there are rare elite elites.
Those rough soldiers had strong arms because they wielded long swords, and they were hunched by their blood.
Now they are full of villages-this is a real army, and it is the largest crowd that Adal has ever seen in his life.
All these fighters need to do is to kill three enemies, three okes.
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