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"Jie~"

At the top of the Snow Valley, a goshawk spreads his wings and makes a shrill sound.

Inside the snow valley, a fierce battle between civilization and barbarism is about to begin...

"Aoah~"

“Woola ~”

The long beast-like phlegm of the Slavs echoed on the snow peaks surrounded by clouds and mist. One by one, his face was full of ghosts, holding up the rough and simple weapons in his hand, and heading straight to the enemy who came to "invade the territory".

"What the hell is this~"

When Sosf rushed into the clouds with his arc knife and a broken shield, he saw a line of shield walls opposite him, he couldn't help but take a breath of cold air.

Other Slavs had the same idea as Sosf. When they saw the forbidden battle formation opposite, they looked surprised.

There were a thousand swords and shields in a row, and the long shield, which was almost one person tall, wrapped tightly the iron armor body behind him. Only the terrifying facial armor emitted a breathtaking cold light under the snow.

"Kill it~"

Sosf roared and rushed over with the warriors of the same clan behind him.

But soon these savages paid a heavy price for their ignorance.

"Thirty steps, the crossbow is ready~"

“Woo~~”

The Slav approached the formation, and Huo Qing, who was in the middle formation, immediately roared. The next moment, the horn sounded, and all the swords, shields and hands were separated by shoulders, and five hundred crossbowmen in iron armored battle robe flashed out, aiming at the group of red-haired monsters.

"Let it go~"

"Swish swish swish swish swish~"

Twenty steps away, with the sound of copper whistles from the commanders of each department, the crossbowman pulled the trigger on the crossbow, and the howling rain of arrows formed a dense locust, and rushed towards the group of Slavs ruthlessly.

"Puff puff puff..."

“Wow…”

The metal penetrated into the Slavs' snow-colored body, and immediately bursts of slight frictions of flesh and blood were heard. The shrill wailing sounded in the snow valley accompanied by the blood splattering in the body, and the score became a prelude to death.

“Tu tu tu tu tu ~”

Sosf held up the cracked round shield in his hand to block his vital points, and a harsh wooden shaking came from his ears.

"Puff~"

“Uh~”

A companion beside him accidentally got pierced by a short arrow into the leather armor made of bear skin on his chest. The extremely cold arrow immediately coagulated his blood.

The severe pain made his face distorted, and he felt extremely difficult to breathe. Finally, after making an invisible moan, he pressed his face against the snow under his feet. The blood immediately melted the snow around him, and then slowly frozen.

Seeing his companion's tragic death, Sosf swallowed his saliva dryly, and with lingering fear, he couldn't help but slow down his pace.

After the continuous crossbow was shot, in just a moment, these crossbowmen had quickly pulled ten consecutive crossbows, and five thousand short arrows were shot without stopping, suppressing the Slavs in front of the formation twenty steps away.

It is roughly estimated that at least four or five hundred Slavs fell in the snow under the attack of a crossbow, and their shrill screams echoed continuously in the snow valley, which was so exciting that it made people dare not breathe.

"Retreat~"

The crossbow arrows in the empty arrow box were shot, and the five hundred crossbowmen retreated into the shield array orderly under the command of the commander. In the next breath, the originally open shield array closed again, forming an airtight shield wall...

The tragic casualties of the Slav made Serraf feel distressed in his eyes. You should know that there are only 20,000 Slavs in the entire Xuecang Mountains. This time, the eight thousand people transferred to prepare to go down the mountain to rob are all the strongest males in each tribe.

But now, after only a while, I have lost at least 400 people before I contacted the enemy? A huge casualty rate of one-twentieth! Who is the opposite side? Why is it so terrible?

Serav felt a strong sense of anxiety in his heart, and always felt that today might be the biggest crisis since the Slavs encountered freedom and war with the Monroe.

“Wow ~”

"Puff~"

"Puchi~"

A group of Slavs rushed to the shield formation, trying to use their brute force to break the iron wall. However, three steps away, they were greeted by dark and cold spears.

The sharp spear blade penetrated through the bodies of the crazy-looking Slavs, and immediately a slalom of boiling blood arrows bloomed.

“Wow ~”

A Slav's abdomen was penetrated by a spear. He felt a violent shock in his body. He arched his body in pain, grabbed the spear with both hands, and his face looked like a green-faced and fanged yaksha. He let out a moan that was not like a scream in his mouth, which was obviously extremely painful.

"Puff~"

"Bang~"

However, the spearman did not have any sympathy for the Slavs' miserable situation. He just mechanically pulled the spear in his hand, trying to pull the spear blade back from his body.

Unfortunately, the triangular spear stuck on the skeleton inside the Slavs' body, and thrust hard and brought him all over. Finally, it hit the long shield in the hand of the sword shield, and then took back the spear.

The Slav, on the other hand, overturned the snow heavily on the snow. At the same time, the boiling blood in the abdomen splattered like a fountain, dyeing the surrounding snow red and instantly solidified into ice.

The same situation occurred in front of the entire tight shield wall. Every time the cold spears thrust, they would bring out blood, and heart-wrenching wails resounded throughout the entire snow valley.

"Sher~"

Sosf, who was charging, was about to jump into the air just as he raised his knife, but before his toes were left, a bloody spear passed by his face.

Sosf was so scared that he was full of fear. His instinct to survive made him stop his jumping and miraculously dodge to the left. As a result, the spear blade passed by his ribs and took away a piece of leather armor on his body.

“It’s so scary…”

Sosf, who had survived death, muttered in horror, and did not dare to rush forward again. His body kept moving backwards, and finally disappeared into the tribe's people.

Compared to Sosf, Andev on the other side was not so lucky. He howled and avoided several spears that had been stabbed, rushed to the shield wall, waved the sharp axe in his hand, and slashed hard at one long shield.

"Bang~"

The sharp axe slashed on the strong long shield, causing a violent shaking.

"Puff~"

The sword and shield hand held the long shield in his hand tightly and pushed forward with force. Andev accidentally got hit in the chest by the shield, spitting a mouthful of blood, and staggering backwards.

"Puff~"

"Puchi~"

“Wow~~”

But just as Andev was about to fall to the ground, his chest and abdomen became cold, and the sound of metal breaking his body sounded like a ghost in his ears. Two spears ruthlessly broke through his muscles and pierced all the internal organs in his body.

A tragic roar came from Andev's mouth, and after a brief cold paralysis of pain, the suffocating pain was accompanied by the pain.

He let go of the sharp axe in his hand weakly, and kept dancing in the air with his hands, as if he wanted to grab something, but in the end he was wrapped in darkness and fell into the eternal night fall.

After repeated ruthless massacres, watching his companions rush to the silver shield array opposite one after another, and then, worthlessly becoming a cold corpse that merged with the snow-capped mountains, the remaining Slavs burst into an unprecedented fear from their bones.

The Slavs are an unfathomable ethnic group. Their ethnic groups advocate barbarism and violence, and they often give up their lives when fighting.

But once they encounter setbacks, they will become extremely cowardly, and their wild blood bravery will be replaced by endless fear and become as timid as a mouse.

Just like now, at least two thousand people turned into ice sculptures under the shield wall. They all felt unprecedented fear and fear, and they began to slow down for a while and dared not move forward.

“Go ahead ~”

Huo Qing felt keenly that the Slavs had already begun to be timid, and immediately ordered the entire army to start moving forward and give these Slavs a last psychological attack.

“Woo~~”

"Drink~~"

A majestic and loud attack horn sounded in the solemn military formation. The shield wall, which was originally forbidden to move, shouted loudly and began to move forward together, slowly pressing towards the group of barbaric Slavs.

"Hold on, hold on~"

Seeing that the situation was not good, Serav roared and waved his whip, ordering the timid Slavs to fight to the death with the iron armored army.

However, the Slavs in the semi-slave state had lost their blood in their bodies at the moment of timidity, and as the shield wall approached, their steps began to move back uncontrollably.

“Wow~~”

I don’t know who couldn’t stand the stimulation and shouted, turned around and ran into Xuegu, not expecting that this person’s actions became the last straw that overwhelmed the camel.

“Wow ~”

Thousands of Slavs roared in unison and turned around to escape frantically in the snow valley. No matter how Seraf whipped it, it was useless. In the end, he could only throw away his whip and run away.

He never expected that one or two hours ago, he gave a passionate speech to the tribe members to the people who went down the mountain to occupy Sushen and Li. Why did he encounter such a change in a flash?

But now he had no time to think about it. The fear in his heart occupied every nerve in his body, and he just wanted to escape from this terrible hell soon.

"The one who holds the leather whip is like their heads, give him an arrow..."

The sight hole of the White Qi-faced armor tightly locked Seraf's figure and said to a archer holding an arm-opening crossbow on the side.

Hearing the sound, the archer immediately filled the crossbow arrow into the arrow groove, then aimed at Seraf's back, felt the wind direction carefully, and then adjusted the direction, and finally pulled the trigger hard.

"Swish~"
To be continued...