Followed by more similar yelling.
Not all of these 15 thousand people are afraid of death. There are always some people who are so crazy and bloody hidden in their blood vessels
No matter how bloody it is, no matter how bloody it is, it can’t resist the unstoppable force.
After the man ran out of twenty paces, the first human voice came to an abrupt end. The sound of a long knife bombarding the snow and blood spouting from his neck sounded a little nice in the whistling wind.
Then the second, the third and the fourth
All those who dared to rush to Tedmir were beheaded by a knife and died on the running road forever.
Long knives are full of narrow canyons, standing in the snow and bodies like a group of tombstones without epitaphs.
"rustling-"footsteps.
In the footsteps, more Noxasians finally chose to retreat instead of fearfully charging forward. At first, they walked and retreated, but as the road behind them became narrower and narrower, many people turned and desperately squeezed into the crowd.
At that time, the sword was in chaos, and the Noxas were already in flight.
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Page two hundred and sixty-two No prisoners
No one can stop TEDA mir.
No one can.
Everyone is desperately trying to escape, desperately trying to squeeze into the deepest part of the crowd. No one has the will to fight anymore. No one dares to pick up the sword and point it at the man who seems to be carrying the sword of the whole world.
Just now, the sword rain like a divine punishment has frightened them, and they hope to die later.
Less later than others
The golden light lit up in vain for the tenth time.
The harsh sonic boom landed on the earth with golden light in a moment.
However, the massive attack can’t stop Tedmir from breathing except that everyone temporarily loses all their sight and hearing.
"rustling-"through the snow or stubbornly echoed in the whole world that should be dead.
Tedmir, walking in golden light, seems to be a myth that can stop the Father.
He represent that will of God.
God says you will die.
The rough broadsword once again met the light and snow that had not dispersed, and cut off the slowest Noxas, who nailed their heads and bodies mercilessly in the cold snow.
It’s fast and negotiable, and it’s windy to hear the blood splash out at the first time.
"Tang-"Long knife into the snow.
And the Noxas are at the end of the road. Their gates are closed.
There is no gate
Luke’s soldiers beat the frost-white gate like crazy.
"Bang-"one
not
"Bang-"second
Still not.
"Peng Peng Peng Peng-"I don’t know how many.
The gate still stands hard and cold, just like Knox, as always.
They were abandoned.
Unexpected answer
"David Tang-"Another long knife sank into the thick snow.
Like some kind of final result.
The Noxas finally collapsed, not collapsed.
Is completely complete spirit and * * double collapse.
Except for a few people who are still pounding at the gate in a meaningless way, more people have stopped running away. They knelt down and slammed their heads at Tedmir’s long knives, shouting and forgiving.
spare sb’s life
Forgive me! ! !
"Forgive me ….." Tedmir looked at the men who had lost all their minions and were weak, even sheep, and laughed in a low voice.
He stepped forward and those long knives on his head stopped falling.
He stopped and finally stopped moving forward after driving a group of hungry wolves into sheep.
He stopped killing in front of them, even though that guy was about to touch his ankle recently.
He stopped looking at them as if a lion wouldn’t care about ants on his feet.
He raise his head and looked at Chengtou Siwei, for he could already see clearly that eye on his shoulder, which symbolizes wisdom.
"Hey, the most intelligent person in the whole Knox, the famous Swein, look at your soldiers, look at them." Perhaps it was revenge that Swein tried his best to calculate himself before Tedmir’s hand, pointing a long knife at several cowards kneeling in front of him and saying in a sarcastic tone, "Are they really your Knox tigers and wolves? They are actually begging me for mercy. Ha ha ha ha ha. In our barbarian three-year-old children, we all know that soldiers need to die. "He almost roared out the last sentence.
The wind howled, and none of the people who begged for mercy everywhere refuted that their faces were numb and they begged for immortality.
And Svein, the wisest man in all Noxas, didn’t speak. He looked at the number of cities, and the people who were afraid of death were indifferent like a statue
"But well, although they’re all scum, they’re still your Nokessas. Are you really going to let them die?" Tedmir didn’t give up the provocation because of Svein’s silence. He needed a wonderful defection. "Why not?"
Why not?
As soon as this sentence fell, all the original insensitive soldiers looked at Chengtou with their last hope.
I hope Svein can find out with conscience.
But maybe Svingen has no such thing as conscience.
Or Noxas didn’t.
Svein still didn’t answer. He looked at Tedmir. Two steel arms beside him once again gave a golden thorn.
Nineteenth harsh words
Covering the sun for the nineteenth time
Golden light devours everything for the 19th time.
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