Titan Beneath the Heavens

The bright summer sun shone into the forest, and the ripples were scattered on the dark green leaves. The majestic forest in the mountains was painted with a lazy look, and the afternoon temperature made the tireless birds rest. But suddenly, a large group of **** rose into the air in shock, and the forest immediately became noisy! The **** was coiled in the sky in a cylindrical shape, and suddenly fell to a field not far away between several rises and falls.

On August 3, 791 of the Lunar Calendar, the narcissus county of the Titanic Empire was blue and clear, and there were no clouds in the sky. This is definitely a day for traveling, but for His Royal Highness Prince Osnie, everything was unbearable.

"No! Not there!" Little Oscar screamed under a shade in the forest! "Oh Pars! Could you please light it? Oh ... not there! A little more!"

The poison doctor is a little impatient. The trauma of this unlucky boy is not serious, but the injury of the inner abdomen is not so easy to deal with.

"My lord, where are you uncomfortable? I think this is a waste of my precious medicinal herbs? Besides, massage does not relieve your pain."

Oscar scratched his back for a while, and he actually didn't know where it was hurting.

"Forget it! Forget it?" The teenager stood up anxiously. An **** knight knew his chances and brought him Ray Shuer for the lord.

Oscar Jr. jumped on horseback with a grin, and when he did, the kind of crazy pain was more obvious. At this moment he missed the big bed in his mother's bedroom. He remembered that it was made of red pine wood from the Kingdom of Russia, which is definitely a good thing that can make people fall into deep sleep. What he lacks now is a good night ’s sleep. He and his immediate division chased the fleeing. The enemy has been all day and night.

"How is it ahead?" His Royal Highness asked a leader on the side.

"His Royal Highness, it is still unclear. Commander Murat personally led the seventh chase squad on the road. Maybe they will be the last chasing team, but maybe we need the eighth and ninth teams. I may not know the end. What kind of attack can stop the Persians! "

Oscar looked at the hill ahead, and shook his head carelessly, "I don't want to know the situation of the Persians because they are destined to die here."

"Yes, Your Highness! But we will also pay a considerable price. Those Persians are not just going around the road, but picking up the dangerous mountain paths that can't develop the cavalry formation at all. Judging by the short soldiers, there is still a gap between our knights and those guys in fighting. Although I do n’t want to admit, this is true. "

The boy patted the head of the red tiger leader, "Yeah! However, when the casualties and labor accumulated to a certain extent, they would always give up."

"I hope so." The head of the cavalry nodded with a wry smile, waiting for the enemy's own collapse, this is no way.

At around noon, the Oak Fortress at 70 miles outside Wallercouchen, the headquarters of the Tarsen Front Army, showed a hustle and bustle of soldiers under the city. The cavalry troops filled the horses with heavy leather outside the arches of the fortress. Although the horses of the Narcissus Knights had received rigorous training, there were still some guys who liked to walk alone and refused to wear an armor at a high temperature of 40 degrees. The knights need to take some patience to persuade their partners, so if you see a knight whispering to his horse, do n’t be surprised. It ’s because the knight is exchanging opinions with his comrades.

The officer in charge of combat equipment opened the fortress basement, and he organized soldiers to move out bundles of arrows, and delivered these brand new bows to each combatant according to their shares.

The archers in the narcissus knights are notoriously picky and notoriously fierce! But if you want to be accurate, you must first have a good bow.

The first thing an archer does after receiving the bow and arrow is to check the bow's relaxation rate. Usually, we can see their arms by checking the effect of the arrow after the bow and arrow. The guy who adjusts the bow string extremely tightly is generally a sniper. Only the sniper will require the strength and rate of fire that can penetrate the steel armor; the guy who adjusts the bow string sparsely is generally a member of the bow and arrow phalanx. When the group fired, they demanded that the arrows be thrown high, and then let the bows and arrows fall quickly. To achieve this indiscriminate attack, the bowstrings must be loosened to make the arrows dance in the wind; the guy who moderated the bowstrings is undoubtedly from the rangers, because They must scatter, and they must ensure the accuracy of the bow and arrow.

The most important weapon of the lance unit is naturally a three-meter-long bayonet. This weapon is extremely heavy and the cost is extremely expensive. The combatant officer looked at the knights distressedly until these knights chose to take advantage of them. Until the gun.

The best thing to pass is the swordman! The weapons in the hands of these guys are the easiest to break, because after each battle, the swords and soldiers in the hands of these people have been considered scrapped, as long as they are re-invested in the furnace and a new pair of similar quality can be dealt with, just like a knife As the axemen themselves said, "No matter how long he is, how wide or narrow he is, how thick or thin he is, as long as he has a sharp blade!"

The knives and axemen who got the weapons gathered on the open space on the west side of the fortress. They were arranged in a scattered formation, but if you look closely, you will find that there are obviously several "groups" in the scattered team. The soldiers in "subconsciously gathered together," the number of "groups" does not seem to be fixed, some are a few, some are a dozen, and some are even dozens. In the chaotic battlefield, the sword and axe warriors in the melee battle use the "group" as the combat unit to carry out cooperative attacks.

These knights who checked the combat gear in the fortress empty ground were the soldiers of the first and second riding mixed brigade of the Tassen Front. They were secretly drawn from Wallerkusen last night. These two brigades have higher than division-level troops. At the time of its full establishment, it was a battle column of 10,000 people. The first thing they did after they arrived at the Oak Fortress was rest. The knights were exhausted after the night march. Because the Oak Fortress did not have enough space to provide them with dormitories, many knights wrapped their blankets and slept together. In the aisle of the fortress bunker. But the weather was so hot that the knights did not suffer much.

Like all elite troops, these knights under the direct brigade of General Fego Anlu Debordi knew that if it was really time to send them to the war, then they must face a battle Fierce battle. So the knights are preparing meticulously, filling the food bags of the war horses, wiping the essential oils again for their combat gear, and praying again for their lives and their loved ones. When all this is over, they are at ease, they stare at their chief, and when the order comes, they can rush towards the enemy without fear.

General Figo Anlu Depoti stood under the arch of a large house in the fortress, and in front of him were officers of the front.

"Please send your orders to your team as follows!" Fei Ge glanced at his high-level knights eagerly.

"One, be sure to meet the Third Army before the withdrawal of the Persians to the border by 10:00 a.m. on August 4; second, the troops must enter the scheduled offensive position by 2:00 p.m. on August 4; three The most important point is that this is not a battle of annihilation. We do n’t need to entangle with the enemies who have committed crimes. All I want is a neat counterattack. The purpose is to digest some of the enemies ’living power and let them know that they are not in vain. A game ... "

Speaking of which, the officers in front of Figo couldn't help laughing.

"Okay! Okay!" Figo waved. "That's it, is there any problem?"

"Some general!" A general with a major general on his shoulders and a Paladin with a chest pendant shouted aloud. "General, how do we fight? Is the group attacking or taking turns by the number of troops?"

"If this is the battlefield, is there any other problem?" Fei Yang raised his whip.

"I have another question!" Griffith Jr. stood up again. "Aren't you making arrangements for the Red Tiger Division? They dealt with a group of extremely unusual enemies."

Feige nodded, "That's right, Griffiths, the Red Tiger is really dealing with a difficult bone, but that depends on their digestive capacity in the gastrointestinal tract, I guess the problem is not big, and I My little brother is rarely involved in combat, so let ’s see what the kid can do, and then if I help the Red Tiger, do n’t say my little brother will feel lost, Murat, the guy who likes to nag I'm afraid it will never end. "

The generals of the Tassen army could n’t help but shake their heads when they heard the name Murat. They still knew the famous commander in charge. If anything provided Murat with truth, then do n’t think about your ears. Clean.

"Little Griffiths, you reminded me one thing!" Figo looked at his young combat staff and couldn't help being a little fascinated. He thought of his prince's brother again, "So, go for a trip Red Tiger Division, if their affairs have been dealt with, I invite them to come to the battlefield to take a look on my behalf. "

"It's a general! But we have lost contact with the Red Tiger for a day, and their pursuit is progressing very quickly. The scout finally said that they disappeared with the Persians in the mountains southwest of Wallerkusen."

"Such ..." Fei Ge pondered, he didn't want his brother to miss a wonderful offensive and defensive battle. "I'll give you a cavalry reconnaissance team, you will chase the red tiger's hoof, I believe it will always come across."

Griffith Jr. wanted to stick out his tongue, but he forced himself to swallow and follow a team in the mountains.

"It's a general, and I will certainly convey your message to His Royal Highness." Griffith Jr. said the same thing.

Figo nodded, "So ... let's go! The Persians are waiting for us!"

In the tall tower of the Oak Fortress, a trumpeter blew the horn, and a low trumpet sound descended from the sky to the ground, the officer's password rang, the knight's cries rang, and the horse's hiss rang. The entire fortress suddenly turned into a pot of boiling water, and everything seemed to be tumbling.

At dusk, the quiet mountain forest was bathed in dazzling fuchsia evening glow. When the fire clouds spread randomly to the west sky, the whole earth seemed to stand still. Everything sighed at sunset, and only the diligent birds were still there. Wandering around for food.

The knight in the mountain raised the fireworks for evening cooking, and in a secluded depression, several sparse fire heads scattered the smoky gray smoke into the sky above the forest. The barbecue game and the aroma of the vegetable soup mixed together, making the tired knight salivating. Delicious flavor.

This is the temporary residence of the Red Tiger Charge Division of the Narcissus Knights. The soldiers who pursued the pursuit mission still did not return. The knights gathered in twos and threes at the stove pit anxiously waiting for their news. The strength and perseverance of the Persian assassination forces have completely exceeded the imagination of these narcissus knights. After a day-and-night battle, although the number of enemies in this group has less than a dozen people, they are still fighting for The knights caused casualties.

"Come back!" The camp suddenly boiled! The sentinel at the height of the hill sent back good news.

"I'm back! It's the thirteenth chasing squad!" The knights said as they greeted the entrance of the camp. They noticed that even the close-fitting servants of the distinguished boy of the family had caught up.

"Is it all back?"

"Yeah! They are lucky! There is no loss!"

The knights were sincerely happy for the safe return of their comrades, and the thirteenth squad also brought good news. Those Persians were unable to clear the traces left when they fled, and they no longer made traps and arrow pits. Waiting for the killing tools, now they no longer even send people to ambush, I believe they have completely put their minds on escape!

"Is it time?"

"Yes! Take advantage of him! Let him die!"

"Yeah! We have sacrificed a squadron of knights! To recover their blood debt for them!"

"We should attack across the board!"

The knights talked eloquently, and they also rang the shield and fastened the bow and arrow.

"Don't mind, the guys outside are all rectums." Murat smiled kindly at His Royal Highness, leaning on the hammock.

"Yes, of course! I like them like this." Oscar nodded. "Are we really going to attack across the board now? It seems not yet the time, I always feel that this group of Persians will not give up easily, not to mention that they have an extremely distinguished character in their escape team."

"Do you think so too?" Murat dragged a small chair and he sat next to His Royal Highness.

"His Royal Highness, I also think that these guys still have n’t given up, do n’t look at how they made a breakthrough, but according to the recent reports of the Cavaliers who participated in the raids, they did n’t see the characters who were more stubborn. There is reason to believe that the guys with the best skills are hidden, and I even suspect that they will conduct a counterattack against us! A decisive counterattack! "

"Counterattack?" Oscar confused. "You mean that they still have the power to counterattack? Can they do it with their current strength?"

Murat shook his head, this is what he was most worried about! "Your Highness, first of all, we do n’t quite know how much spare power they still have. We only judged that they still have thirty to forty people based on the various traces on the mountain road. After one day and one night of chasing, we dispatched 13 chases. The truncation team only killed half of them, and the trickiest thing is that no matter how I arrange the enclosure, these guys can always find a gap. "

Oscar didn't know why these thirty or forty Persians could still resist after being chased by more than two thousand narcissus knights. He didn't want to believe it, but it was again true.

"Could it be that we used the wrong method?" Oscar asked Murat carefully, and he regretted the proposal to organize the team.

"No, our method is not wrong." Murat shook his head. "It's impossible to deploy all of our troops in this kind of mountain. Not only will our actions be constrained, but more will be created for the enemy. The chance of escape. The pursuit team is successful. They fall behind the enemy and continue to harass, and they also provide data and intelligence for the follow-up troops. If it is not our pursuit team that takes turns to bite the enemy, rely on those The skill of the guy, I'm afraid they have returned to their bed at this time! "

"Then what should we do now? The enemy's resistance has weakened, but I dare not say something. Am I some mother-in-law?" Oscar Jr. doubted himself. He was still troubled by the problem, which is why The troops with more than two thousand people have no choice but to endure the small enemies who are on the verge of collapse.

"You must know that caution and cowardice are two different things. My prince, your thinking is based on prudence. This is true. If it is not your suggestion, I think our knights will pay more sacrifices. And this enemy is probably out of our control. "Murat seemed to praise this young prince for the first time.

"Really?" Oscar's complexion turned out better.

"of course."

Oscar stared at Murat for a moment, and he felt as if power had begun to accumulate in the body again. The teenager rolled over from the hammock and he grabbed the handle of the scimitar.

"Mura, my teacher, it seems that we must do something!"

"Yes, Your Highness!" Murat smiled and opened the curtain for the boy. "And I have prepared my Highness Prince for you!"

All the knights of the Red Tiger Division who did not perform the pursuit mission were gathered in the camp. They all had their eyes widened and their ears stretched out. They were afraid that they might have heard a word wrong.

"... Sergeant Gore Siston of the Ranger Regiment, Sergeant Merrius, the sniper archer of the Bow and Arrow Brigade, Captains Cairodi and Lieutenant Shawn of the Heavy Cavalry Regiment, and Rodiste of the Fighting Corps Sergeant, Sergeant Buhossing, Captain Raleigh, Commander of the Cavalry of the Division, Colonel Alcon, Paladin ... "Murat reviewed the list again after reading a long list of names.

"Then ... the officers and men mentioned above are invited to join. The fourteenth squadron is composed of you, the commander is me, the deputy commander is Colonel Aleksandr, the royal prince and the German from the Tassen side. Lieutenant Colonel Berry oversees the war. Any questions? "

"No!" The knights who were named by the name screamed.

"Okay! Check your combat gear in five minutes, and set off in eight minutes! Quick! My boys! Take action!" Murat said, clapping his palms.

The knights swarmed to their tents in a swarm of bees. They clearly knew that the fourteenth pursuit team gathered the strongest elite of all divisions and divisions, and it seemed that the time for the decisive battle had finally arrived.

Murat dragged the little prince to squat on the ground, and he drew a sketch that the little prince couldn't understand. The deputy commander of the squad, Colonel Alcon, the paladin, also got together, and he and the Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury of the Tarson Front formed a circle from left to right.

"We are here," Murat put a small stone at a point on the sketch. "And ... the Persians are in this area and continue to move eastward toward the ridge."

The commander of the cavalry, Colonel Aleksandr, fully understood the commander's intention, all this was just to explain the little prince.

"His Royal Highness, our nine interception squads are scattered around the enemy." Paladin Aleksandr draws a circle on both sides of the stone representing the Persians, "but this does not mean that we have surrounded them, in order to avoid Unnecessary losses, their task is only to limit the movement of the enemy and contain possible breakthroughs. "

"Doesn't it allow them to shrink the enclosing net a little more now?" Oscar looked at the picture and then the Red Tiger's cavalry commander who was in charge of the charge.

"Um ... I need to listen to Master Murat."

Murat slowly shook his head after a moment of contemplation, "No, all our current actions are based on not being hit hard and destroying the enemy. There is no need to win when the victory is about to be divided. Putting pressure on the enemy, I'm afraid they will make some crazy moves when they see our army press on the whole line. "

"Well, there is a possibility." The paladin Aleksandr Colonel could not help but nod. "Our manpower is not enough to block the mountainous area. Once the group of Persians choose one direction to break through, or improve it. We are unable to accomplish the goal of complete annihilation because of zero scattered breakouts. "

"Yeah, yes." Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury participated in several pursuit attacks, but there was a problem he had not yet understood, "Why didn't the enemy choose to reduce to zero? In this way, the chance of survival is not more Is it bigger? There will always be someone who succeeds.

"No!" Oscar shook his head. "The black belt warrior was badly injured. It is estimated that he can't even hold the knife, and there is a distinguished woman in their team. The people who gave up, so they chose to break through the team, because if it is reduced to zero, these two people will definitely be stopped by us. "

"So ... attack!" Murat and the little prince glanced at each other.

"That's right, let's attack!" Osne Anru Moreset raised his head excitedly.

The sun is about to take away the last fiery after dusk, and the whole world gradually turns into a dark reddish brown dim. At the end of the bird's last flight, countless nocturnal creatures generally start to appear.

The mountains were peaceful and quiet, with no wind or pleasing sound. The wild bees are still struggling for the last drop of nectar of the day. As they flew over the war horse's head, the horrible buzzing made the extremely sensitive war horse startled with cold hair. There are countless dangers hidden in the tall grass of the jungle, just like the mud cave under the 100-year-old tree, where the most dangerous animal in Narcissus County-the grizzly bear! Even the bravest knight is unwilling to disturb this beast when he goes on tour.

The grizzly has just eaten a sweet honey, and it is very satisfied with the attack of the wild bees. The thorns of these weak flying insects moderately tickled it. Of course, the grizzly does not know that only the whole forest is so light. Vision offensive.

The Red Tiger Division ’s fourteenth squadron carefully bypassed the Grizzlies ’territory. They followed the scolding knight ’s mark on the tree trunk and bluestone. The knights did not speak a tacit understanding. They all I know that it is getting closer and closer to the last battlefield.

There are no roads in the mountains, and the scenery is roughly the same, but it is not difficult for the narcissus knight. The scouts have erected signs at every important turn. This sign is actually an arrow nailed together with wooden strips. Where to point, where is the way forward.

Murat concealed himself completely under the mask of the steel battle armor. He looked at the sky that was about to fall into darkness, and looked at the flash of light in the depths of the forest.

Commander Red Tiger raised the shield, and a ringing arrow flew from the forest, and almost instantly saw it inserted on the shield. Murat removed the kraft paper tied to the arrow, which listed the latest round of the enemy's activities. The master teacher did not see any expression after watching it. He just lifted the iron hand and waved it forward with two strong strokes. Needless to say, the knights raised their whips and accelerated their pace.

It is a very dangerous thing to ride a horse in the mountain forest. The best rider in the daffodil knight does not dare to run the horse without care, because the mountain forest is full of too many accidents, no matter what kind of training, the knights The war horses still can't get rid of their timid nature. A big rock or a beast that suddenly burst out of the grass can scare the war horse to half death, and most of the horsemen will not have good results at this time.

The knights of the fourteenth chasing team carefully controlled the speed of the mount. They urged the warhorse to jump over the gully, jump over the boulders, and bypass the broken wood. The knights of this squad do not have a complete formation. They are almost random shuttles in the mountains, but if you think about it carefully, you will find that most of the knights on the outside are carrying fighting blades, and they carry all kinds of crossbows. The knights moved closer to each other.

Oscar does not have excellent equestrian skills, and although his Messenger scoffs at the guy running in front of him, the little master keeps pulling the reins constantly.

"Are we going to fall behind in this way?" Oscar was a little anxious, but he still didn't dare to let Rethel's speed.

"Your Highness, your worries are justified, but this is something that can't be helped. We don't have to chase down the knights who have spent most of their lives on horseback. You should still consider your own safety." Lieutenant Colonel Sdeberry comforted the young man.

"Oh yes, but it's frustrating." Oscar said while gently stroking Moresul's black satin nape.

Lieutenant Colonel Sderberry watched the last member of the pursuit team disappear into the trees in front of him, and the javelin champion did not hesitate to sigh, "To be honest, His Royal Highness, this is really uncomfortable. Happy! But everything is for safety, let's go slowly! "

"Is this the only way, isn't it?" Oscar grunted angrily. Actually, he didn't know that he had done a good job. Know that superb equestrian is not a day's achievement. Besides, the little prince's mount is still the weirdest in the western mainland The most difficult kind to control.

There are a total of twelve narcissus knights under His Royal Highness, including seven fighting knights, three archers, a sniper, and a knight who is qualified as a trainee paladin. They are now watching the surroundings cautiously, strictly in accordance with The guards marched forward, and every knight was given fixed duties, just like Sergeant Monger. As a fighter responsible for guarding the team's waist, Monger stepped back three steps like a fox.

Suddenly a rope hung down from above the bushes, and Munger turned back again. The rope lifted the tall knight from the horse's back. Without any sound, the neck bone hanging by Munger was instantly twisted into powder. The war horse felt a little unusual, but the Benz guy who lost his owner and did not know what happened had to follow the horse ahead.

On the left side of the team are two muscular fighting knights, one with a broad blade and a large sword, and the other with a gun in the pocket hanging on the side of the horse. The two knights did not feel anything unusual, but they heard the blowpipes often used by the Persians when they attacked almost at the same time!

That's too late! When they turned their heads, it was too late! Two poisonous needles only four centimeters long have penetrated their carotid arteries. The toxin paralyzed their central nerves at an indescribable rate. The knight is still sitting on the horse. Even their companions cannot see life at a glance. The passage of time.

"His Royal Highness, would you mind introducing me to your strong-handed servant?" Lieutenant Colonel Stebery suddenly thought of the mysterious person who claimed to be "Blizzard". He didn't know whether the name was nickname or name.

"Have you never heard of him?" Oscar was a little surprised. "Weird! I thought people would be shocked by his name! At first, the boy Camille Ray Allen was scared when he heard Blizzard's name. Run away without going back! "

"Blizzard? Is it really famous?" Stapley thought about it for a while. "But it should be. If it weren't for the skill and tracking ability of this Mr. Blizzard, we might have lost it long ago. Do you know? In fact, there is only such a scout, and the other ones are nothing more than messengers responsible for sending messages. "

"I know," Oscar nodded, and he was surprised that the Persians could not get rid of the killer king's tracking.

"Dori!" Lin Zhong suddenly heard the cry of a knight!

Oscar turned back subconsciously, and saw that the knight on the outermost side of the team scraped on a branch, and the knight was so inexplicably planted from the horse! All the knights were stunned by this sudden situation, but the dull time was only one second!

"The enemy ... attack!" The knight who was the first to cry out was also the first to suffer, his voice cut alive by a machete!

Oscar stared at the flying scimitar in a daze! After he felt a tense atmosphere, his raysur couldn't help but wander in place.

"Protect Your Highness!"

"Collect formation!"

The screams of the knights ripped open the quiet mountain forest, the sky seemed to sink suddenly, and the woodland where the time was stained with blood had become extremely slow.

Oscar pulled out the machete, and Stey Berry showed off his rifle. They were still calm, but they didn't find out where the attack came from!

The sniper in the team finally found a hider. When the arrow he sent made a humanoid object covered with leaves fall from the tree, the whole forest was boiling!

The roar of the Persians suddenly sounded, as if they appeared in front and back of the guard team out of thin air! Oscar has completely forgotten to think. What the young boy saw was a sharp chain knife flying all over the sky.

"Is this a counterattack?" Oscar groaned, and it was really targeted! He managed to raise the scimitar monograph and stared at the direction of the enemy's attack.

The teenager felt a little bit powerless! Just when he hit the sixth chain knife! Eyes are not enough, because the attack came from all directions. Oscar had no time to be distracted, but he could still hear the palpitating screams made by the knights on the verge of death.

"The deadliest killer usually comes from behind!" Oscar never forgot the teachings of the king of the killer. At this moment, his perception can easily capture the figure rising behind him.

The juvenile scimitar was waiting there, but the situation changed again at this time. The two arrows attacked from the left and right sides at high speed. The opponent was a battle-stricken assassination unit. You can take advantage of it!

Oscar sighed in his heart. He had considered countless possible solutions in a flash, but each one could not get rid of his own killer.

The arrow came dazzlingly, and the teenager's scimitar struck it accurately, but Oscar immediately fell into doubt. Why didn't the heavy damage to be suffered behind him arrive as scheduled? Immediately! When blood was sprayed on the neck of the teenager, everything seemed to be over!

"Stebery!" Oscar supported the bayonet champion who was about to fall. He saw the champion empty-handed, and his abdomen was deeply swayed by a sharp, narrow bladed scimitar.

"Stebery ..." The teenager was completely lost. Was it all for him?

"His Royal Highness!" The pure black figure appeared on the battlefield, almost in an instant, the shouting was over, and the tragic call stopped. Blizzard stood alone among the grass, and the long sword in his hand was full of blood.

"I seem to be late?"

"No! Damn it! Now is not the time to say this!" Oscar knows that the danger has been lifted ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ Once Blizzard appears, the danger is no longer a danger. The teenager began to scream like crazy: "Come here, Blizzard! Oh my god! Quickly do something for Studbury!"

"His Royal Highness ..." Stapley's face seemed to be emptied of blood, and he rolled a large bead of sweat on his forehead. He could feel alive from his body, "Hah! Highness ... That guy thought There is no defense behind you! "

"Yes! Yes!" Oscar smiled, but he knew he was crying in his heart. "Yes! Dear Steve, you are my last line of defense. I won't allow you to cross this way."

"Of course ... Your Highness ... I'm five consecutive Steve Berry ... although I only shot one shot!" Steve Berry's eyes gradually loosened, and he stared at the tail of his gun.

Oscar looked over, and the lance of the lance champion nailed the Persian who had sneaked from behind to the tree.

"Really ... really ... a good shot!" His Royal Highness prince shuddered, holding the dying narcissus knight.

(In a word, the speed of lifting the ban is a bit slow, I'm sorry public readers, but the new moon is very slow, so please bear with me! Thanks!)