Chapter 54: Black Fire 4

　　Bal only held a blood-stained machete to his chest, and the thunderous roar in all directions resonated with his beating heart,
　　 He is a lower guard with a glorious yellow helmet. Soon after he was sent to this place, his small group had just been established. At present, he has not gathered enough 100 strong superior guards. There are not many able-bodied guys in this place.
A sudden invasion a few days ago interrupted his plan. Barr only had to lead the only sixty-six younger brothers to guard the fortress. They hadn’t had time to change their weapons. Most of them could only use some sad way. Arm yourself, such as stitched iron pieces and old tools.
　　 He looked around a messy passageway, thinking how long this number could support them. Perhaps what he could do was to become the unrecognizable scorched black flesh under the wall.
　　 The temperature in the passage is very high, and those invaders who are killing are cooking the whole fortress. Barr only raised his hand to wipe the sweat on his forehead, and breathed out a deep breath between his teeth. This situation is really crazy. The lower level of the fortress has been basically occupied. Those fire-thirsty will burn everything in front of me. To repulse their ideas is ridiculous enough.
Barge’s sturdy body is rare in Bloodfang, and his tall and muscular body allows him to save his life in battle, but for those hot and flammable black water, a boss and a burn The difference between a dead fart is not that great.
　　 His little brothers stared at Barge only, hoping to gain some courage.
　　 A roar came from the depths of the passage, accompanied by heavy footsteps. This was an unknown sign that the enemy had arrived.
　　 "Give them a good look!"
　　Bal raised his weapon only to encourage morale for the boys.
A cluster of bright lights flashed around the corner. Barr only knew that this was a sign of attack. He quickly commanded two boys with large shields to squeeze in front of the team. He was originally disdainful to use this cowardly tool, but now he can’t. Don't rely on it to save your life.
　　Call~~~~~!
　　 The orange-red flame rolled and whistled, squeezing the remaining air, and rolled over the sides and the top of the head, like a hot tongue, constantly sucking all the moisture.
　　The two boys in front held up a large shield to block the further invasion of the flames. Their skins were roasted yellow through the flames, but they clenched their teeth.
　　 The temperature suddenly rose, and all the boys felt that the blood was boiling.
　　 The flame will not last long. When the darkness re-covers the passage, Ballar quickly rushed out between the two shield-lifting boys, stepping on the hot floor and launching a rapid offensive.
　　At the corner of the outcropping, a tall Ockey was holding his short knife in a hurry to try to resist. He was carrying a huge wooden leather rucksack behind him, and there was a fart hiding behind him pushing and pulling the lever. The rucksack was filled with black liquid, and a hose was extended to the kid's left hand.
　　Bal only attacked the Thunder without giving the opponent time to react. At this time, the tough hose hindered the guy's movement and prevented him from raising his other hand.
"welcome!"
　　The jagged machete was cut on the guy's neck at once. The pain caused him to wave his hands wildly. Balar held his head and pulled back a large piece of flesh as he withdrew his weapon.
　　 Immediately after a stab, Barr only stabbed the blade into the rucksack behind him, frightening the on it.
　　 After a brief silence, the ruptured bladder burst into flames, wrapping the kid and fart into a huge fireball, and the shrill roar shocked Balar's eardrum, and the sudden rise of the temperature pushed him back away.
　　 "Wow!"
　　 After the fire, a hostile boy suddenly rushed at him, and the barbed wooden stick slammed on his left shoulder, scrapping the humble shoulder armor directly.
　　 "Go away!"
　　The entire left arm, Barr, lost consciousness and returned the brutal head with a blow. At that moment he felt that his fangs seemed to be broken, and the whole face was flattened under the hot pain, but he could also feel the movement of the guy's skull.
　　 This profit, some ridiculous thoughts flashed in his mind.
　　Wait for the boy to fall, Barr's knife chopped at him frantically, again and again, until his broken body had nowhere to cut.
　　 But he didn't have time to breathe, more enemies were pouring out of the passage.
　　 behind the boy swarmed up and crowded with the enemy in a narrow space. The battle has been stalemate around the corner, and the white-handed boy with the quality advantage stuck the enemies with backward equipment in the channel, waiting for reinforcements.
　　 "Acon, you can be a waste under your hand."
　　Looking at the fort that was endless in war, a tall black embossed Ou Ke made a disdainful voice, squinting at the guy with the same tattoo on his side, but riding a Scogue.
　　 "Going in but not winning."
　　His shouting not only dissatisfied his surroundings, he couldn't even listen to the two old masters who watched in front of him.
　　 "Papakoka, can't you close that stinky mouth."
　　 One of them looked back and scratched the head of the Sigour hairstyle, the tone was very polite.
　　 "Arp, what kind of thing are you, if I didn't fight back those red ghosts, you might have lost your head."
　　 "I can go to your ass!"
　　 "Do not accept it!"
　　 The chests of the two Ou Ke bosses touched together, and the interactive eyes seemed to wipe out the fire in the air. The boys around him also drew their swords toward each other, and the atmosphere was tense once.
"enough!"
　　 The last silent boss of Ok spoke, and he turned around and pulled the two big guys apart.
　　 "Not yet finished! Waiting for Guk to cut your head!"
　　 "Bashar, don't pretend, I know your kid hasn't moved much, let's go together!"
　　 "Yeah, your kid!"
　　 Pulled away from their Ou Ke boss apparently did not expect them to pull on themselves, froze for a while before speaking.
　　 "Don't you say that, in case Guck arrives, I will block it."
　　 "I can go to your ass!"
　　 Two guys slobbered him at the same time.
　　The four of them originally belonged to the same big tribe-Heihuo Tribe.
　　 They also once had an ambitious boss. The boss once conquered dozens of tribes, almost covering the entire southern wilderness, and the four of them were very happy to follow the boss Waaagh.
　　 Until one day, their powerful, cruel, cunning boss died, unknown in their own treasure trove, even without trauma, the boys found nothing, except for some strange feathers.
As soon as the boss died, the entire tribe began to split up. Many guys who thought they had ambitions set up flags, and a big started.
　　The four of them are naturally unwilling to go down. They set up four tribes of madness, scorpion tail, fangs, and split blade, and rarely formed an alliance of offense and defense.
　　 Until a long time ago, the four of them stood out from all competitors by virtue of their fragile alliances, inheriting most of the heritage of the Black Fire tribe, and became the four largest tribes in the southern wasteland.
　　 This raid was also the result of their negotiation, and the reason is very simple-fear.
　　The expansion of freehand has threatened their status, such a boss will definitely not be satisfied with all the existing, only to grab more. In order not to be shot down, they chose to take the initiative to give Guk a color to let him know that he was not easy to deal with.
　　 "You two idiots! Do you know what a backhand is! Waiting to be hit halfway and being stabbed in the ass!"
　　 The guy who was sprayed on his face jumped up and roared loudly, as did the other two, and the scene suddenly became even more chaotic.
　　 "Don't be noisy! The kid with no hands up again!"
　　 The first guy who was sprayed issued a warning, and the other three quickly put down the dispute and stood up high to watch.
"so much!"
　　 In the distance, two green torrents are coming here, one of which is still playing the familiar tomahawk flag, they thought they had repelled those red guys.
　　 Such a look, it is clearly just a pioneer.
　　 "Akong, let your boy take the land quickly, and I will stop them!"
　　 "Papakoka, I will go with you!"
　　 The two bosses who had just quarreled a moment ago immediately formed a coalition, and the mighty team quickly divided two groups to welcome the two free-handed reinforcements. For this raid, the four of them prepared piles of boys~EbookFREE.me~ Although the specific number cannot be counted, it is definitely the most
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　　The other boss personally led the team to the fortress that had been fighting for a long time. At the beginning of the lively command camp, only the boss and his children were left.
　　 "Guk, will you come."
　　 Bashar looked into the distance, his expression a little nervous, and a little frightened.
　　 The melee has already begun on the battlefield. Apu and Papacoa are playing very hard. Although they have black oil and burnt boys, this thing is not as reliable as steel after all.
The southern part of the wasteland is more barren than other places, and even the wood buried deep in the sand is very little. Many children can only use bone weapons. In the face of armoured enemies, they often pay a great price. This is the cruel reality, they are fighting steel with flesh and blood
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　　 This is already the seventh day of the raid, or it is no longer a raid to hit this point, they are fighting directly with the white hand.
　　 odds? Bashar has his own ideas.
　　Ooooooooo~~~~~~~~
　　 stood until his legs were sore, Bashar was about to give up, and when the children retreated, the distant sky sounded a dull horn.
　　 He immediately climbed the highest sand dune, his eyes wide.
"coming……"
　　 In the sunset, the blood-colored banner stood against the wind. The beast of the silver helmet and silver armor rushed towards his prey with boundless murderous intention. Bashar's body shook inadvertently and turned around.
　　 "Boys!"
　　 He gave an excited roar.
　　 "Change!"
　　 The fluttering tribe flag was ripped off, and a white hand flag was raised. Bashar, who was later called the second-fifth guy by the boys, officially opened his own curtain!