Chapter eight hundred and forty seventh kiss of victory(2/2)
"It turns out that the raid on the main city of the Southern Territory was fake. Your real target is the army invading the Western Territory. But even if we tie up our hands and let us kill an army of 150,000 people, we won't be able to kill them all until dawn!"
Jackson suddenly realized that even the natives who swore allegiance could not believe it. Maybe there was a guy who was greedy for money and snitched. Even if not, he might be caught by the enemy's scouts and tortured. If the enemy knew that Downton was here,
You can directly guess his combat intentions.
Quasimodo covered Jackson's mouth and dragged it away.
Downton sat on the tree stump, looking at the clear sky through the branches and leaves in the forest, and the setting sun was setting.
"Don't worry, I believe you will succeed!"
Xia Luo came over and comforted her in a low voice.
"Um!"
Celes nodded vigorously, twisting her two slender white fingers together, wanting to comfort Downton at this critical moment, but she was too shy and timid to say a word.
"Can you give me a kiss of victory?"
Downton was silent for a long time, and then suddenly spoke. If this battle failed, everything he had accumulated would be lost. With his character, he would never survive, so he wanted to get a kiss from the wise wolf before fighting to the death.
"Um?"
Xia Luo was stunned.
"I'm sorry, I was presumptuous!"
Downton smiled to himself, stood up and left.
Looking at Downton passing by, Charlotte hesitated for a moment, then caught him, then stood on tiptoes and kissed him on the cheek.
"ah!"
Celes exclaimed, shyly covering her cheeks, but keeping her fingers open, she secretly observed them.
"This kiss has nothing to do with love, it is my wish for your victory!"
Charlotte let go of Downton, looked into his eyes, and explained in a low voice.
Ouch! Ouch! Ouch!
At some point, not only Quasimodo's direct descendants, but also ogres and barbarians gathered around. Seeing this scene, they all cheered loudly.
"My lords, fight bloody battles, then triumph, and drink the wine of victory!"
A smile emerged from the corners of Downton's lips, then he clenched his fists, raised them high, and roared angrily!
"bloody battle!"
"Triumph!"
The soldiers raised their arms and responded enthusiastically to the commander's cry!
Beyoncé was riding on the black panther, looking at Downton's sharpness, and suddenly felt a heartbeat. This kind of man is the one she likes.
Celes clasped her hands tightly and held them on her chest, looking at Downton with admiration.
"Bloody battle, triumph!"
Little Hutao rode on the back of the bone dragon, shouting at the top of her lungs, more fanatical than anyone else. As Downton's most loyal admirer, little Loli firmly believed that her elder brother would definitely defeat all enemies and win the victory.
fruit.
There are a group of birds flying in the forest, their momentum is burning in the sky!
"attack!"
Following Downton's order, the drow mounted their mounts, leaping through the forest like light civets or erratic ghosts.
The death knights were calm and concise, like a sharp steel knife unsheathed, arranging in neat formation and rushing to the battlefield.
When the Dwarves and Krupp heavy cavalry regiments attacked, the barbarian cavalry regiment, indigenous regiments, and foreign orc regiments were also under the command of the general, carrying tower shields and pulling catapults, and rushed to the blocking site.
Looking at this scene, the human corps with the smallest number suddenly felt that following Downton was a good choice. With such a military strength, what enemy could not be broken?
Buzz buzz!
The low sound of propellers churning the air rippled out. The human soldiers looked up and saw ten steam airships flying in a neat array across the sky. The orange sunset dyed them with dazzling colors. After that, there was a huge
Although they couldn't see the Ancient Spear, they knew that the battle flag representing the West was being mounted on the flagship to hunt in the wind, announcing the existence of the Duke of Downton!
After launching a feint offensive for several days, the prelude to the final battle finally began.
A group of sentinels heard the roar in the forest, and their expressions changed greatly.
"You go back and report, and the others and I will go see what's going on?"
To be selected as rangers, this team of sentinels are all elite, and naturally they are not afraid of death, but being brave does not mean that they can make up for the gap in strength.
"As you command!"
The named sentry turned his horse's head and swung his riding crop hard on the horse's butt. However, less than three meters away, a short arrow shot from the thorn and pierced his chest.
Temple.
Plop!
The sentry fell from his horse, with one foot still hanging on the stirrup. He was dragged far away by the galloping horse, and his skin and flesh were torn.
"Alert, prepare to fight!"
While the captain was shouting, the sentries also drew their weapons, but without even seeing the shadow of the enemy, they were killed by short arrows one after another. (To be continued...)
Chapter completed!