Mount and Blade

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Throat is dry, water...

The creeping feeling is so disgusting...The fleshworm is still twisting its fat body under the skin of his neck.

Head is so dizzy...

"Uh..."

Green slowly opened his eyes that could continue to sleep at any time, but his eyelids were too heavy. It seemed that he was in a tent. There was a bowl of water beside the bed. Green raised his heavy left hand to reach it.

"Splash"

The bowl of water was accidentally knocked over to the ground, and the water flowed all over the ground, nourishing some of the trampled grass on the ground.

"Boss?!"

Bazso rushed into the tent in an instant, helped Green back to his original position and sat against the suitcase, and then went to get another bowl of water and handed it to Green.

"What happened the night before yesterday? You have been unconscious for two days."

...Two days?

Green paused for a moment after taking the water bowl. His dry eyes suddenly became wet and condensed into a tear that fell into the bowl, creating a circle of ripples. The sadness and pain in his heart poured into his dry and painful throat along with the water. He then put the water bowl down and curled up. He didn't want to communicate with anyone now.

"Hey, I'll get you some food."

Although Bazso didn't know what Green had experienced, he knew that Green needed some space of his own now. The comfort between boys never needed so many words, because they knew that no matter what happened, they had to face tomorrow. They just needed a space to vent their emotions. Bazso patted Green on the shoulder and turned to go out.

In the past two days, Jodah gradually gained the upper hand on the battlefield. The White Dragon General Yuris was captured alive, and the morale of the entire Midland army was greatly reduced. Especially after hearing that most of the White Dragon Knights had been wiped out, it would be even more difficult to reorganize.

However, the war continued, and one could even imagine Jodah asking for a lot from the Midland Lion.

Midland's current battle is probably more than just a simple war. Maybe they are still considering how to dismiss the group of mercenaries.

But it is almost certain that this war will not last long.

Unwilling... If it weren't for the fact that I am too weak now... How could Ali and the others...

The tears were swallowed silently into the stomach, and I choked a little. If I could make a wiser decision at that time, then... Ali would not...

Died in the hands of that demon because of my own mistakes!!

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In the jungle, several red-bodied demons with wings on their backs were watching the battlefield not far away. The breath of blood and death attracted them here.

"Gu Jie!!"

The violence and blood in the air made them feel extremely happy, except... the stench belonging to Az Dahaka, the mean and impure breath was simply nauseating.

But they didn't mind having a share of the pie in this chaos, after all, they haven't replenished the blood of living people for a long time.

Five demon undead warriors rode on two-horned demon war horses, drew the demon swords at their waists, and charged towards the chaotic battlefield with hellfire burning on the blades.

Trunks was fighting fiercely with the leading Fear Legion infantry. Only it used the Empire's broadsword and shield, relying on the monster's physical strength and combat awareness in its lifetime to deal with Trunks. Although the helmet had been worn for a long time, it could still be vaguely recognized as the legion leader's attire.

After more than thirty rounds, the more tattered Empire Legion armor on the legion leader was proof of its disadvantage. The wound scratched by the broadsword emitting a faint sacred light was emitting white smoke.

"Hehehe!!"

The Fear Legion leader let out a few obscure roars from his broken throat, as if he was angry about the current situation, and summoned more than a dozen Fear Legion infantry to encircle Trunks.

More than a dozen spears were aimed at Trunks in an instant, trying to pierce him like a hedgehog. In Trunks' eyes, it was like a slow motion. He leaped up and easily resolved the situation. His feet stepped on the overlapping spears of the Fear Legion infantry. In an instant, the greatsword turned into a golden light and turned into a golden heavy halberd with a very long attack range. The heavy halberd turned a circle in his hand vigorously, and in an instant, the heads of more than a dozen Fear Legion infantrymen fell to the ground.

"Roar!!"

The legion leader angrily stabbed Trunks, and Trunks also found its flaw. After the heavy halberd deflected its attack, it turned into a great sword with a flash of golden light. The sword turned and instantly cut off its attacking arm.

The rotten blood had already turned into a pool of black and stinking water, flowing out of the broken arm, but it quickly disappeared. The cut surface was emitting white smoke, and the cut surface was burned black and red like charcoal fire, and there was a faint tendency to gradually expand.

Trunks followed closely and attacked, but was blocked by the experienced legion commander who turned around with his shield. Without the strength of an arm, the fearful legion commander half-knelt in the muddy soil in embarrassment and could only hold the shield steady.

"Hah!!"

Trunks suddenly gathered strength in his waist, turned around and swung the sword to draw a semicircle on his side, and with a beautiful air side attack, he put the weight of his whole body on the sword, and suddenly chopped down with all his strength.

“Bang” “Click”

The shield was instantly cut in half by Trunks's big sword, and the body under the shield was also split into two. His hoarse throat could no longer make a sound. This dedicated and responsible commander of the ancient empire could finally completely Rest in peace.

The battle on Trunks' side has just ended, and the fear army summoned here has also been completely eliminated. Although it seems that only two to three hundred soldiers were lost, this was only under the protection of the Goddess of Justice. , after all, the goddess will not always favor herself.

“Bang” “Bang” “Click” “Click”

"Oh..." "Uh..."

Several sounds of horse hooves trampling heavy armor and piercing flesh were heard. Trunks's eyes were attracted and his pupils shrank.

"It's a heretical devil!!"

Buckley's soldiers issued a warning. The demons were galloping on tall demon horses and were devouring the souls of the soldiers who were pierced by the demon blades. The fire of hell was burning their bodies, and they were soon sucked. It turned into bloody fleshy skin that was no different from a newborn mouse, shriveled and abrupt. Then the withered soldiers were thrown to the ground like garbage, and the armors were scattered all over the ground.