"Pa-"Strong arm and strong arm collide with each other hard, and the force reaches the palm of your hand, and the whole thick and long knife passes through your hand.
The long Dao squeaked against the long Dao.
This is an ordinary wrestling, which took place in a corner of the crowd fighting in the highlands. Two men from different camps are gnawing their teeth and growling and flowing out through their teeth. They have red eyes.
No one took a step back.
This kind of wrestling took place in every corner of the highlands, killing red eyes, and people tried their last lives to wave their only pawns and let them dry before they died and saw the blood of the last enemy.
This is not only a war of interests, but also a battle of honor.
Avarosa’s bloody charge didn’t break the fighting spirit of those wild men in Snow Mountain Alliance. When Avarosa’s life was changed and his long knife pierced his throat, he died unsatisfied. Long live Avarosa.
This group of men from northern Avarosa, who were invincible all the way, silently accelerated the pace of charge, and then waved swords and violently collided with those deadly Avarosa people, and blood spattered.
Many Avarosa people died, and many wild men died.
The men who were living like wild animals pulled out their long thick knives and licked the blood of the knives at the same time. They swallowed the enemy’s blood and let out a piercing growl like a group of wounded lone wolves.
The Avarosa, also alive, responded with the same roar, and the charge continued to bleed.
Today, no one here is afraid of death, and there are people everywhere who are afraid of eternal life.
"Almost?" Galen glanced at the high place, and the casualties on both sides were almost even. For Galen, who has the card of calcas, this kind of consumption is meaningless. If we say that letting Avarosa fight is to vent their pent-up emotions for too long.
So that’s enough for now, Galen. If too many Avarosa people die in Zhuode, Foehrer this time, it will be difficult for him to carry out his post-plan.
What’s worse, the other party and Zuan’s magic weapon didn’t make it.
Galen, although he will do something that is understandable regardless of his passion at some time, when he really returned to the position of general and rode his horse, his soldiers were behind him, and the flag with eagle and sword and shield was flying over his head, and the glorious interests of Demacia were left in his heart.
Although he knew that Ash didn’t stop, and the Avarosa people’s blood was still boiling, he said something disappointing.
Ash didn’t speak. She glanced at the highland in silence. The woman who was also watching her own people bleed indifferently. After she looked at each other again for nearly a minute, she pulled a bow and arrow and shot a light arrow into the sky. The long arrow decorated with snow-capped mountains and snowy birds’ feathers made a loud birdsong in the heavy snow.
This is a retreat signal. When this signal came out, the porcupine sitting on the huge snow mountain never moved. At the same time, the woman raised her cold hammer and slammed it on her shield.
Low dull sound in the earth sowing snow mountain alliance at the same time retreat, then the sisters never looked at each other and turned back at the same time.
When the sword has been drawn and the blood has flowed, the last warmth has been cut off.
Ash led the horse back two steps and gave the throne to Galen. When she passed Galen, she whispered "thank you", which Galen told her many days ago when he did a stupid thing.
"Stupid" Galen said as Ash did that day.
"Yes, stupid." Ash nodded.
Galen took the throne and motioned for the Demassians to meet the returning Avarosa.
The deputy armed demasians quickly rushed to the highlands with neat steps, dragging the Avarosa people who were still alive into their own war circles, and more demasians reached the front line as quickly as possible, recasting a steel fence to keep out those who still seemed to be stirring with blood-red eyes.
But no one charged again, maybe the leaders on both sides had high prestige, or maybe they were tired. When this feast of flesh and blood lasted for a whole magic, an extremely peaceful way finally came to an end.
Both sides retreated in silence, without abuse, and no one struggled and growled, saying, let me go, and I will kill those bastards. They clenched their blood in their hands, but the sword was not dry, and they glanced coldly at the opposite person.
That look means I’ll kill you.
Once again, hatred spreads endlessly. This is an endless war.
It’s halftime.
Chen Senran dusted little Annie’s clothes and accumulated a layer of snowflakes. He smiled and said, "Are you full?"
"I’m full and a little sleepy." Little Annie mumbled that she buried her head in Chen Senran’s arms and seemed to be asleep. Actually, Chen Senran could feel her trembling. It was not cold but fear. Even if the little girl was precocious, even if she saw how brave and afraid, the little girl was just a little girl who looked at so many fresh lives and screamed and drained her blood and eventually died.
There will always be pain, there will always be sadness, and there will always be some crying.
What a kind boy! Chen Senran felt his chest moist and patted my little girl’s back. Suddenly, she regretted taking this flower to accept the spring breeze and slowly bloom to this place full of blood.
No blood should flow into a girl’s lovely life at the age of thirteen.
Is it cruel?
Chen Senran touched the nose and felt the little girl in her arms breathing slowly and laughing.
Then be cruel. Cruelty always makes people grow up.
After all, I can’t protect you forever.
The horn sounded even louder on the horizon.
Chen Senran drove the horse with the sleeping little girl and drove Galen and Ash’s army to retreat one after another.
A corner of the rare sunshine was exposed and the snow stopped for a moment.
At the end of the first big meal, it was delicious and disgusting.
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Page 145 I’m worried
"Are you worried?" Ash glanced at the horse’s silence. Galen could read the message easily from his expressional face.
"I’m worried." Galen rode past an Avarosa who was badly injured and could lean against his own people and nodded.
The mighty army has returned to the camp, with 3,000 demasians still staying at the front table to guard the Snow Mountain Alliance, and the remaining demasians will escort those seriously injured Avarosa back to the camp along the way.
The seriously injured Avarosa people have been sent to the camp for rescue, and now they are still walking in the snow. They are the last group of Avarosa people who are slightly injured. Most of them have their hands and feet chopped, but they have left a little blood in their hearts. The wounds have quickly frozen and scabbed in the cold wind. These people are walking towards the gate of the camp with one foot deep and one foot shallow, and some of their feet are chopped from time to time.
Watching demasians from the sidelines means that they don’t give a hand at all, because they know that even if they reach out their hands, these stubborn and damn snow-capped people will not accept their kindness, just as they refuse their friendly demasians to help them, but they must walk back to the camp step by step, even if they fall down many times and bleed again, they will not cry for pain and will not stop.
They won’t cry or shout peacefully until they meet their relatives at the gate of the camp, just like a group of children who finally get home.
I understand this terrible and stubborn Demassian law very well, and I scold these damn snow-capped people for their brains, but it’s like seeing these guys desperately shouting long live Avarosa on the battlefield and charging like a suicide.
They have to admit that these damn snow mountain people are really great, so they choose silence and look farther away.
"They look just like you." Galen watched another Avarosa who was covered in wounds arrive at the door, and his relatives cheered and threw him high as if to meet the greatest hero.
"Avarosa people are one," Ash said after a silence.
This is a conversation that is confusing, but I have been watching Chen Senran all the time, but I have a general idea of what it means. Galen is worried that Avarosa and Demaxians are not harmonious and there is a big gap between them, which leads to resentment.
But Ash doesn’t seem to want to change his mind about this, or this group of stubborn guys, the female leader, is more stubborn than this group of guys.
The conversation seemed to come to an abrupt end.
"In fact, I’m really worried about something. Come to Zhongjun’s tent later." The last Avarosa man arrived home, and Galen ordered him to take the lead in playing Ma Chong in the camp. He said this before he left.
Ash glanced at Chen Senran and looked at Chen Senran’s arms. Little Annie seemed to want to say something, but in the end, she pulled out her horse and rushed into the camp.
Chen Senran probably guessed what this woman wanted to say. Once again, he felt that this woman was really enthusiastic and terrible. He drove his horse forward a few steps and found Lao Du waiting there when he was near the camp gate.