Chapter 24 Sacrifice (Part 1)

There is no moon tonight.

Because a dark cloud covers the entire sky, occasionally there are a few starlights in the distance, which is also dull.

About thirty kilometers north of the Greek town, a slender figure was quietly watching the fire in the distant town on a mountain peak about 600 meters high.

Black Shadow's figure was extremely slender, like a weak willow branch. She was wearing a large gray-black cloak, which was dragged to the soles of her feet, and most of it was spread over a bluestone. Under the cloak was wearing exquisite half-body armor, and the shoulder armor and wrist guards were connected to depict silver lines in the shape of mandala flower. The front of the breastplate had spiral arc patterns, and about one foot under the delicate skin of the neck, an emerald green diamond gem the size of a thumb was inlaid.

Even without the slightest moonlight, this emerald green diamond gem emits a faint brilliance.

The fingers are slender and slender, and the nails are trimmed very neatly. At the thumb of the left hand, there is a ring with a round white bead that looks like jade or ivory or some kind of animal bone polished. There is a shallow arc mark on the ring, which is inlaid with a translucent silk thread and extends to the palm of the palm.

Behind is a long bow, the curve of the bow exudes an ancient atmosphere, the material seems to be red sandalwood, and it may be something more mysterious. The bow body is carved with extremely delicate patterns like a snake, and the final extension point is the shape of an arc moon. There is an inverted triangle protrusion on the handle, and there are two finger marks next to it, but I don’t know whether it was carved or left because of the years.

A small furry thing crawled in the dark shadow's arms, making a uniform breathing sound, but I didn't know what it was.

"Look, there is a fire over there. There is always a war between those ordinary things." The black shadow sighed faintly, and she gently stroked the furry little thing in her arms with her hands, and said slowly: "Telan Yali, I heard the crying of the dead souls in the wind again."

The furry little thing moaned comfortably, and it opened its eyes and jumped out of the dark shadow's arms.

It was a pure black kitten, with green pupils shining brightly, which was very charming!

The kitten stared at the firelight in the distant towns, and suddenly his hair suddenly rose. He pointed at the sky next to the south with his small claws, making a sharp scream.

"What's wrong?" The black shadow stood up, and the slender figure was dragged long under the dim starlight. She frowned and stared at the direction the kitten pointed. Suddenly her expression changed drastically, and even a pair of long pointed ears trembled slightly.

"What's going on? So many Hurricane Karazan Wingshocks!" The black shadow closed his eyes, and a strange wave emanated from her as the center.

The black shadow suddenly opened his eyes, and a silvery light flashed in her eyes. She picked up the pure black kitten and said in a deep voice: "Telan Yali, the hearts of those Karazan Hurricane Winged Dragons are full of chaos and killing!"

"The Karazan Hurricane Wingsho is not a bloodthirsty dragon species, and they rarely leave the Karazan Mountains! There must be some force that destroys the balance of nature!"

"Let's go and have a look."

After saying that, the graceful figure jumped and jumped off the bluestone dozens of meters high. After landing, she slightly tapped her toes on the tree pole, and her slender body jumped onto the branches more than ten meters high. Then, her figure seemed to be lifted up by the wind, jumping between trees, rushing towards the direction of the fire!

"Ding! Your General Hammerton died in battle!"

courage!

Blood and killing!

The Spartan heavy infantrymen are trading their lives for the fear of the enemy!

At this moment, they are no longer just soldiers, soldiers, soldiers, and soldiers, they also represent the pride of a nation!

On the battlefield where everyone's sight was condensed, the Spartan heavy infantry ended the enemy's life and their own life in an extremely heroic way...

The Spartan heavy infantry was organized with eighty people, and the Gnolls' personal guard had a total of twenty-five people.

On the battlefield, three or four Spartan heavy infantrymen fought against a werewolf guard.

The fighting method was not at all fancy. A Spartan heavy infantry welcomed death with fearless attitude, blocking the attacks of these 2.5 meters tall, half-armored and heavy weapons with their flesh and blood. The other two Spartan heavy infantry stood up to attack the vital points of these monsters with long spears!

When the power has been too far apart, the Spartan heavy infantry can only continue to die and win!

Every minute, the Spartan heavy infantry died in battle, and every joint attack, a werewolf guard fell down...

When the werewolf leader, who was as tall as three meters tall and covered in heavy armor, found that there were only a few personal guards left beside him, he finally learned to be afraid!

These enemies are not humans it has seen before, and these humans are even more terrifying than gigolos!

Kazart was afraid...

There are still thirty or forty enemies, but there are only three or four werewolf guards left by its side. These enemies who seem to have no idea what fear is, just exchange their lives for their lives to kill the guards around it one by one!

Finally, it raised a wolf howl to the sky and ordered the wereggar army behind it to launch a general attack!

At the same time, a dull horn sound was blown above the central square!

The Greek infantry phalanx strode forward in neat steps, and the cavalry of the general guards began to circumvent from both sides, while the javeliners threw all the remaining javelins out!

"bump!"

A Greek infantry held his shield high and slammed into an adult werewolf in a charge!

Then, a shocking shout of killing suddenly broke out on the entire battlefield!

Once the general attack begins, the command will basically fail, and it is difficult for the army that is glued to the zombies to schedule.

Murphy led the cavalry of the General Guard, rushing on the battlefield with a sharp cone formation, looking for every weak entry point for the enemy!

At some point, there was a deep bone-deep wound on his back. The holy water treated his wound, but it also brought him great pain! His face was covered in blood, and his handsome face was twisted by the pain. At this moment, it was ferocious! After three charges, only sixteen cavalry of the general guard standing beside him, and the others were submerged in the army of zombies!

"Ding! Your General Hammerton died in battle!"

When the system prompted the sound, Murphy's whole body suddenly shook!

Are you going to fail?

Is it over like this?

Oh well!

Let more enemies be buried with me!!!

Murphy jumped off the horse, and the remaining horses were basically injured after three charges, and could no longer charge.

His hands turned white due to excessive force. The joints of his fingers were injured under the reaction force of several head-on collisions. He could only hold the hilt tightly and dare not let go for a moment. If he let go, he would probably be unable to hold his hands tightly.

The General Guard was still loyal to him.

When Murphy cut off the head of a werewolf with a sword, he suddenly found that the entire battlefield had become a strange tranquility!

Murphy turned around.

He saw the body of General Hammerton.

Hammerton's chest was penetrated by a broken spear, and when Murphy looked at him, he had lost the breath of life. In front of him was the zombie leader who was as tall as three meters tall. The huge werewolf wearing heavy armor was like a prehistoric beast, tearing all creatures blocking it apart!

However, it is now dead...

The spear that penetrated Hammerton's chest, the other half remained on the throat of the werewolf leader.

After dying and killing several heavy Spartan infantry, the huge werewolf leader finally fell to the ground!

"Sparta!"

The dozen surviving Spartan heavy infantry roared with blood and tears!

They knelt on one knee and covered the body of General Hammerton with their cloaks. Then, most of the Spartan heavy infantrymen, who had been injured and even had their arms broken by the gnoll leader, launched a final charge towards the gnolls!!!

Murphy didn't know how to describe her mood at this moment.

He felt something flowing in his eyes, and his vision was blurred for a moment...

"Sparta!!!"

Is this moment shocking?

It seems that at this moment, a belief is condensed in the hearts of all survivors!

They roared and rushed towards the werewolf with their weapons high!

This moment!

They know!

——We will surely win!

The werewolf collapsed.

They were already shattering when the gnoll leader Kazart fell.

The soldiers are pursuing the enemy.

The townsmen were cleaning up the battlefield. They had to collect the corpses of the heroes who died in battle so that they could have a complete corpse...

Murphy walked to Hammerton's body with heavy steps. The newly added wound on his leg made him inconvenient to move. He limped and pushed away the high priest who wanted to support him.

He doesn't need anyone to support him!

He saw Hammerton.

This man with a strong face was lying quietly on the ground at this moment, and the blood under him had dried up and condensed.

Murphy slowly closed his eyes.

This moment!

He was speechless...

"Ding! This man has proved to you his bravery during his lifetime! He is a hero! A great man!"
Chapter completed!