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The wind swept the earth, and the dust filled the sky.

"Whoosh whoosh!"

The arrows shot from the top of the city slammed into the body of the soldiers wearing jet-black iron armor. The angles of these arrows avoided the armor worn by the soldiers, and went straight into the joints.

Is this the accuracy of the archers on the city head?

no.

It's just a mask, it's a flowing arrow.

The battle on the top of the city has already started, and the archers don't have so much time to aim, and shoot wherever there are many people.

Grizzly Lord.

With a gray beard and a bright forehead, Count Grizzly wore a light armor to command the soldiers to defend on the city wall, mobilize the front line, and command long-range suppression.

Earl Grizzly hadn't closed his eyes for days, since the crows of the Black Crows had attacked their city walls a few days ago.

The corpse of the first son was transported back to the Grizzly Collar with the frame of the male lion king. The blow of losing his son in old age really made him grief for several months and missed the best time to train new recruits.

After he had reacted, the bird cub led by the black crow had already sent troops to open the door.

Tiredly leaning on the city wall guarded by the soldiers' defense line: "If you are a teenager, let alone four or five days, I can spend ten days and a half with you."

The old voice murmured, stuck his head out, looked at the Black Feather Army who was constantly climbing the wooden ladder to the wall, and sighed.

"Hey, they're all conscripts..." Earl Grizzly's head was a little dim, and there was some regret in his eyes: "You shouldn't entrust the task of training soldiers to the second child, it's a loss for me to pay it back. I have some expectations for him, trash is trash, no matter how you help it, you can't help!"

The sound of fighting continued to sound, and the soldiers were framed, and Earl Grizzly's eyes immediately sharpened: "Even if you lose, you will lose vigorously!"

"Guards! Follow me."

"Kill the enemy!"

"Kill the enemy!" The bodyguards also sent by Cang Canghua boldly shouted to kill the enemy.

At first glance, the armor looks like it was more than ten years ago. Although it is well maintained, at first glance, only the old and vicissitudes are left. Only the deep traces tell the glory of the past.

They are soldiers who once survived the battle with the Count Grizzly in the grasslands, and they have always followed the Count Grizzly. In fact, they have long since retired from the army and live in this city, but this time the black crow collar suddenly When the attack came, and when there were not enough elite soldiers in his hands, Count Grizzly had no choice but to ask them to help.

To be honest, more than ten years of hard work in life has long made this group of once brave soldiers become smooth and lazy, all of them have big belly, and it is really impossible to see any combat effectiveness.

However, with a message from Earl Grizzly, they put on the armor from more than ten years ago under the puzzled eyes of the family, and once again picked up the swords they used to fight in the past, um... Although when wearing armor Because of the big belly, he had to ask his family for help, but each of them rushed to the city wall in a very short time.

One hundred and seventeen people, the old guys from the past are all that's left.

"Hahaha, old bones, can you still chop!"

Earl Grizzly raised the machete in his hand, and walked towards the city where the war was most fierce with a big laugh.

The old men behind them were also smiling, talking and laughing as they followed the figures they once followed.

"It's a pity old Tom. Twenty years ago, he was scared to wet his pants on the battlefield. If he hadn't died a few days ago, maybe we would have seen him wet his pants once."

"Hahaha~"

At the age of forty or fifty years, in Geralt's previous life, he might even be able to say a strong man, but in this world, they are really old and old. The recruits on the city wall looked at a group of old enough The old man of their grandfather laughed and went to the city where the war was most fierce, and their minds couldn't help but have an idea.

"If they can do it, so can we!"

"Kill the enemy!"

Earl Grizzly pointed at the long knife, and the guards with the beard and white beard restrained the smiles on their faces, each patted the shoulders of their comrades beside them, and unsheathed their scimitars. Going forward....

"kill!"

No matter how his body changed, at this moment, Earl Grizzly seemed to see the soldiers who had been in front of him in the past, one by one, swept past him and killed the enemy, his blood was boiling in his chest, and his old heart was beating vigorously again.

"Grizzly!!!!"

"We are the kings of the forest!!!"

Sen Leng's machete pierced into the ribs of the soldiers of the Black Feather Army, the handle of the knife turned, the young soldier fell in pain in front of the old man Huafa, an axe and hammer attacked, the old man ignored him, he knew there would be someone Block it for him, "Bang."

A thick-skinned wooden shield directly intercepted the slashing of the axe and hammer, and the old man who drew the machete from the body of the black feather soldier squatted down and stabbed the machete from the crotch of the black feather army soldier who had chopped the axe and hammer.

"Crap old thing, every time I block a blow for you, my lower body will get cold. I asked you to stop being so shady."

Pulling out the machete, the Huafa old man grinned: "Not next time."

The old man holding the shield nodded: "Go!"

Saying that, he was about to cover the old man with the scimitar from retreating, but the old man with the scimitar still squatted on the ground and did not get up.

"What are you doing, hurry up! And support others!"

The blood-stained machete changed hands, and the old man Huafa stood up slowly against the stone wall, opened his mouth and laughed: "Every time you cover me, this time I'm here!!"

"Let's go! Laozi's waist flickered~www.wuxiaspot.com~I can't move, go and support the adults!"

Another Black Feather Army soldier with an iron helmet climbed up the wooden ladder, the old man Huafa's efforts were a knife!

"I'm a dozen years younger, I can kill all of you bastards!!"

The iron sword and the iron helmet intersected, making a harsh golden sound, and a trace of sadness flashed in the eyes of the old man holding the shield, but without stopping, he directly bypassed the old man Huafa and supported other comrades in arms.

Thirteen minutes.

The casualties caused to the Black Feather Army in these thirteen minutes exceeded the sum of the siege in the past few days, but time is always the most ruthless. No matter how brave they were, now they are just a group of old men, carrying countless glory. Their armor collapsed, their weapons were broken, their strength was exhausted, and after the initial blood, their bodies were constantly whining.

The first to fall was the Huafa old man who played the machete very smoothly. His waist flickered, and he didn't need much strength. He was pulled down from the city wall before he could hold on to the parapet pass for a long time. fell to the wall.

Then came the old man holding the shield. He crossed the most distance on the battlefield. A sharp sword suddenly stabbed around his shield and slit his throat. Then, the remaining old guards died one after another, but one hundred and one The fall of the 17 guards took away more than 300 Black Feather troops.

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