swear to love heaven

Just imagine, when a plateau eagle with a sharp target broke into the territory of the desert lion without hesitation, what a thrilling scene it was...

Dazzling fights, splashing blood, deafening roars, and the figure on the edge of the blade... In the eyes of the Egyptian soldiers, only the vigorous and agile figure of Lemomena was injured one after another when she passed by her at the speed of the wind. The astonished gazes of the fallen people have already proved that she can't cope with it. It's like a deadly funeral song, echoing in the howling night wind.

Accompanied by the coquettish and coldness that bloomed in the black robe when she turned sideways, handfuls of bright blood withered at her feet like flowers.

"Protect the king, protect the king quickly! Don't let her get close!" The captain of the guard, Hamo, who was entangled by Aziz, shouted loudly, dealing with the young man with superb sword skills but with a strange smile.

The huge white tent, like a huge flower torn apart by the wind and rain, was cut open from all directions from the outside, and in an instant, except for a canopy, it was exposed to the circling winds without any shelter left.

More Egyptian soldiers poured in all around, like a tidal wave, turbulently overwhelming the water around here. If an Egyptian soldier fell down, several people would immediately make up for it at the same time.

The Hittites, who were surrounded inside, were forced to shrink the battle circle inward without knowing it. In an instant, the team of 50 people was almost drowned by thousands of Egyptians in the huge crowd. in the sea.

"Sese!" Pulling the sword from the body of the Egyptian soldier in front of him, Lemomena raised his face and yelled at the sky, and what responded to her was a piercing bird cry in the black starry sky...

A white shadow suddenly rushed into the sky from nowhere, its snow-white feathers were coated with the silver of moonlight, and flew towards the Orondo River next to Kadesh City at the speed of light.

Ramon Siston, who was protected by three layers of inner and outer layers of guards, suddenly felt bad, and ordered loudly: "Shoot that eagle, quick!"

The archers set up their arrows and pulled the strings, and the howling sound of arrows full of bows followed one after another. Dozens of long arrows rushed towards Yun Xiao, like the shadow of Li Feng, closely following Seiser.

Flying dexterously, moving left and right, up and down easily dodging the passing wooden arrows, Seth looked forward resolutely, and a high-pitched cry was like a provocative mockery, piercing through the thin air of the clouds , even penetrated the eardrums of everyone on the ground, mercilessly reaching the depths of the heart.

"Give it to me!" Sharma reached out and snatched the longbow from the Egyptian soldier, raised the bow and opened a full half-moon arc, and the flexible string was pulled to the maximum extent.With a slight release of the finger, the wooden arrow flew away, and flew straight towards the white dot that was gradually flying away in the starry sky.

Seeing the silhouette of Sharmara's bow, Lemomena's eyes sank, he raised his hand, and the exquisite dagger passed through the gap between the chaotic and shaking figures, unbiased ---- the one that just flew into the air in the middle The wooden arrow, the wooden arrow snapped into two pieces in mid-air, and fell to the chaotic footsteps of the people together with the dagger.

Suddenly, he looked sideways and stared at Lemomena, who had dealt with five people at the same time and was still able to destroy his own arrows. It was unclear whether it was anger or shame rising from his chest. The speed with which Sharma's fury was raised was heightened.

Turning around, while taking a step, he drew out the saber at his waist, and his steps changed from slow to fast in an instant.

The blade of the sword sliced ​​through the hot air and pointed directly at Lemomena's neck... The Egyptian soldiers who were tired of dealing with Lemomenna were forced to retreat by Sharma's angry attack, and had to attack other soldiers instead. people.

"Your rescue will not succeed, Khaleesi, watch carefully how they were killed by the Egyptians." He leaned into Khaleesi's ear and whispered, his eyes fixed on the two people who were fighting fiercely , Ramoneses's face no longer had the shock just now, and regained the calm and steady look of an emperor. The awe-inspiring anger was still obvious, but it was not as violent as before, and there was even a hint of playful arrogance.

"Please tell them to stop, please, Your Majesty!" In desperation, ignoring any etiquette, she clutched his arm tightly, and Kalisi choked up and begged, with tears streaming down her cheeks. deep fearful sorrow.

The two people who are fighting in front of them are attacking by means of killing each other. The long sword in Sharma's hand does not hesitate at all, and the iron sword in Lemomena's right hand is full of tears. fierce...

They will kill each other without mercy and without regret.

"Sharma!" shouted beggingly, but was drowned out by the killing roars all around. Khalixi desperately tried to break free from the wrist restrained by Ramones like iron pincers, but was helpless due to the strength of the two. There was a huge disparity, no matter how hard she tried, she could only be trapped by his side, watching the two dazzling and stubborn figures in the crowd, dressed in the gorgeous color of night fire and wind, struggling to stain the opponent's blood Take the long sword in your hand.

Obviously, Lemomena is even better in this respect.

Because, Sharma was injured... There was a very thin tear in the lake-green robe at the waist, and hot red liquid was slowly oozing out, flowing down the robe.

Looking down, the corners of his lips curled up in a mocking arc, but there was a brown storm hovering coldly in his eyes, which became more turbulent against the warm blood.

"This is what you owe Khaleesi, and it's time for you to pay her back." An inexplicable sentence popped up in an inaudible tone that made Sharma slightly taken aback.

Just at this dazed effort, Lemomenna raised his sword and attacked again, this time aiming at Sharma's shoulder, cutting it with her strength, even if Sharma's life was lost, half of her body would be destroyed. I can't keep my shoulders.

Ignoring the heartache caused by the waist injury, I leaned my body quickly, watching the silvery sword's edge pass by in front of my eyes. The red hair was cut off neatly, floating melodiously and falling into the dust.

I don't know what was irritated, I saw Sharma suddenly touched the hair tied behind her head, flipped her wrist... a slender leather whip suddenly appeared in her originally empty hand, and a handful of long red hair suddenly appeared. Fly away.

It turned out that the thin rope used as a hair tie was not an ordinary hair tie at all, but a thin and strong whip.

Accompanied by the slight shaking of the hand, the whip made a beautiful half-arc, and there was a crisp sound in the air, easily waking up the noisy noises around it, and tearing away the hot evening wind in the air.

Brown eyes swept across the whip, with a faint, defiant gaze, watching Sharma raise her hand again and waved lightly, a whip as thick as a silk thread was reflected in the bottom of her eyes to disperse the numerous flying dust around, bringing Xia Erma's overflowing resentment attacked herself,

Caught off guard, when the whip was about to hit his cheek, he raised his left hand, and the flexible thin whip quickly wrapped around his arm like a seductive snake, held it with his backhand, and pulled it along with the trend... The whip stretched between the two of them Tight, forming a straight line, became a bridge connecting two evenly matched arrogance.

A handful of red hair flew up like a torrent of flames, shaking away the fierce pride burned by the anger; a black robe spread endlessly like a dark night, rolling over the arrogant and chilling murder at the end of the anger... one is a strong red , boiled up the dryness and wantonness left in the air; the other was unbridled black, condensed the strong plunder of the wind rustling under the night...

The two colors are very clean and distinct, just like the two people immersed in the joy of fighting at this moment, they are also clean and distinct.

The surrounding chaotic sounds suddenly disappeared, leaving only the sound of breathing in the eardrum one after another, and Kalixi fell into the extreme panic caused by the picture in front of her, and was also very quiet...

It seemed that she was alone in a space that had nothing to do with this bloody fight... The pharaoh with a calm face, the guards with anxious expressions, and all kinds of people who were fighting were all stared at by her. The sight is dispelled to another world.

Never thought that she would really come to her, never thought that she would really fulfill this promise, never thought how she would face the 80 surrounded Egyptian army in order to save herself...

However, she just came here... directly and clearly broke into the heavily guarded Egyptian army camp, succinctly said provocative words to the Egyptian pharaoh, and drew her sword without hesitation to fight to the end.

Something flowed down the cold cheeks, gently and slowly diluting the anxiety and fear in his heart, it was the uncontrollable tears in his eyes, with untimely relief and...sweetness.

Suddenly, in the bloody sword light that was still in chaos in front of her eyes, Kalixi clearly saw some wonderful emotions in her heart, those feelings that were once vague and hesitant, became so clear at this moment, finally.