Carefree Path of Dreams

The smoke is skyrocketing.

Nearly a million people surrounded a small earthen fence, had been attacked for three days, but could not win.

"The pastor has a life, who is the first to climb the wall, the slave is immediately released as a civilian, the civilians are immediately promoted to the head, and the first person rewards one hundred slaves!"

Surrounded by a ride, shouting loudly and telling the army.

For the heads, this is certainly not awkward, nor worthy of their desperate efforts, but for the lower herdsmen and slaves, it is an opportunity to change their destiny, suddenly red eyes, wow screaming, once again launched the charge.

"Shooting!"

Above the earth, a chilly sound, a large number of arrows flew down.

Hey!

Blood-stained splashes, herders without armor fell to the ground, and even screamed and died in the trampling of their companions!

When the earth was built, Fang Yuan specially added a little bastion design to ensure that no matter where the opponent attacked, he would be exposed to firepower in several directions, and the herders’ defense was scarce. Field slaughter.

"Don't be afraid! Rush up!"

Of course, this world is still different from the memory of Fang Yuan.

In the whistling sound, more than a dozen powerful ancestors joined hands and waved the wooden shield in their hands. The figure was as smooth as a civet, avoiding the arrows, flying to the corner and climbing up.

"Burn them!"

These are the first-class warriors in the Hull Department. Once they get on the wall, they immediately sweep the knife and the ordinary soldiers are not able to compete.

Wei shouted, and the soldiers who were in charge of the Greek fire came forward and ejected the flame from the pipe.

Even if there is no end to how powerful, martial arts is sophisticated, in the face of this, the Warriors immediately turned into a torch, screaming and being pushed down the wall.

"Ah... shaman, fast blessing!"

Underneath, a shaman came to the front line and sang a spell, summoning a stream of water and falling down.

Oh!

It’s hard that the Greek fire is floating on the water, and it’s getting worse.

There are also a few warriors who use the witchcraft and prepare to forcibly attack. They are immediately stared at the military squad led by Fang and Fang Yuan, and they are terrible.

With the last few firemen falling from the wall, the **** spirits inspired by the Hules warriors finally dissipated and retreated.

"Damn!"

The shepherd who watched this scene roared: "Catch the fastest man, whether it is a civilian or a head, beheaded!"

"The shepherd... forgive me!"

"The shepherd... don't!"

Along with the screams, more than a dozen heads landed, and the rest of them trembled.

The animal husbandry nodded and ordered the surrounding soldiers to meet and return to the camp to rest.

"Damn... In the summer, when did you have such a fire, and the army?"

In the past three days, thousands of people have suffered heavy casualties, almost 2,000. If there is not a group of reinforcements coming, they are in a very dangerous situation.

Even so, many of the heads of the tribe do not want to fight any more, leaving to rob other tribes.

"But how can these idiots understand? If you don't solve the last army of the North China, once we go deep, it will be attacked by both sides!"

The animal was staring at the earthen area almost dyed red and black, and the face was dark and watery.

At this point, even if he wants to retreat, it is impossible.

On the grassland, failure and cowardness are absolutely not allowed! Once he did this, I am afraid that there will be a head change in the middle of the road, stealing his seat!

"Call black!"

After a long period of time, she finally called her eyes like a black robe.

"I have seen the great shepherd!"

The black robe screamed.

"A kind of flowing flame like water, can you cope?"

Asked about her face.

"It's natural... the reason why your shaman didn't work before, just didn't use the right method, and there were too few people..."

The voice of the black robe is a bit dry: "So, in order to completely solve the flame-spraying team, all the shamans must be put on the board... but you and I know that the opposite is not without the strong, if If the shaman group is too close, the other party will definitely attack!"

Shepherd bites her lips.

He is also clear about the commander of the opposite side. The name is Yuan, but it is killing the strongest who has no support!

Such a person is already a well-deserved peak warrior. Once he is rushed into the shaman group, the consequences are simply unimaginable.

"What can I do?"

Shepherd frowned.

"The great shepherd, you only need to wait a little longer, my family's reinforcements will come!"

The black robe was covered.

"Await another time?"

Shepherd bites her teeth and almost sneers out.

He naturally knows that these demon people still have what Si Yi is preparing, and it is better to attack Yangcheng directly than to expedition with the laborer!

Anyway, the North is nothing but his Hule family.

It may be that they lose both sides, but they are more in line with the dark mentality of some people.

......

"Three days, almost!"

Above the earth, Fang Yuan and Yan are standing side by side, and they are also very emotional.

"The enemy attacked the city for three days. It was already exhausted, and the loss was heavy and the morale was low..."

In fact, the tribal army at this time was still very ignorant and barbaric, and there was almost no concept of becoming a system. It was far from being comparable to Xia Guoshi’s death.

Before the destruction, but occupied the power of sneak attack.

Once prepared, it immediately exposes weaknesses.

"God down, prepare for counterattack!"

Fang Yuanyi waved his hand.

"Yes!"

As soon as he was covered, he immediately went down.

If it is three days before, with the 3,000 people who are less than them, the Hull army that will hit the people will definitely be regarded as a madman.

After all, the opposite is not without a master, even if the four-fold virtual sacred, once fell into the encirclement, and then blocked by the shaman group, I am afraid it can not be good.

But now, the situation is very different.

The army is exhausted, and even the masters are killed a lot, there is a chance to attack.

‘I don’t think... The master’s grasp of the fighters is so wonderful! ’

I was thinking about it, and I had more fear in my eyes.

Time goes to night.

The dark clouds cover the moon and the stars are dull.

A layer of fog does not know when it will emerge, slowly covering the battlefield.

The earth was quietly opened, and a team of soldiers walked out silently.

The first one is a warrior such as Fang Yuan, Yan, Wei, etc., who can fight on horseback.

"Tonight's camp, there is no victory! Kill!"

Fang Yuan screamed and rushed out.

Opposite, the Hull Department is a big camp.

At this time, the Hule Department knows what to camp for, just like on the grassland, arbitrarily entangled a tent, not to mention the three-day **** battle, it is hard to retreat, the herders are tired and die, and the sky is not awake. .

"kill!"

Fang Yuan roared, rushed through the warning, riding directly on the horse, and several herdsmen staying in the night suddenly fell to the ground.

At that time, the cavalry first entered the camp, saw people killing, and saw the account burnt, causing a chaos, and immediately, when hundreds of soldiers also rushed in, the situation was unstoppable.

"The enemy night attack?"

Shepherd and bones turned from the couch and hurriedly climbed out of the king's account. They saw the fire outside and the whole camp was in chaos. They couldn't help but see: "The heads of the people will immediately go to appease the herders, and the shaman group will suppress the rebellion!"

There are only a few thousand enemies, and there are only a few hundred that can be attacked! Certainly it is impossible to make such a big chaos. The only explanation is that the herdsmen’s commotion is also chaotic.

There is no other way at this time, only the suppression of the town.

"Slay the shepherd! Break Hull!"

In the middle of yelling, a dozen rides also saw the golden king's account and flew away.

"Protect the shepherd!"

Several big shamans immediately stepped forward, and they had words in their mouths, summoning curses and witches.

"dead!"

In the eyes of Fang Yuan, the red flames rose, and the fire swordsmanship slightly changed, and they gathered in the eyes, making the red eyebrows bright and dripping, and the two fires flew out of the pupil.

laugh!

This is raging, burning, and breaking the witchcraft.

"Haha...dead!"

He rushed to the gold account, and before he came to the golden account, he was the martial artist of the mortal peak. The sword on his hand flashed, and the heads of the two shamans flew high.

"go!"

When she was shocked, she was about to leave.

"Yes!"

The black robe was even more surprised, and the voice was a little distorted: "Bad me, **** it!"

"Is there a demon?"

Fang Yuan was slightly stunned. At this time, he bent his bow and took aim at the grazing animal. He was directly loose.

call out!

The arrow shadow flashed, with a flame on it, piercing the two guards, penetrating from behind the animal husbandry, and the chest protruding.

"I……"

The face is incredible: "I am the prairie wolf, how can I die here?"

Naifang Fangyuan’s arrow hides the mystery. A fire directly burns his internal organs, and the gods can’t save it. So he still falls down and has no breath.

"The shepherd is dead! The shepherd is dead!"

The last strength of the Hull Department was seen in this scene. They were all screaming and screaming. They finally collapsed and fled.

"Have off!"

Fang Yuan took the black robe and pursued it directly. After one after the other, he ran out of the camp.

"Humph!"

As soon as he waved his hand, a hurricane emerged. Among them, the sword shadow flashed, and it flew forward and pierced the black robe.

The black robe fell to the ground and made a scream. Just wanted to use the black magic to walk away, and found a green-green short sword floating in the sky, against the heavenly spirit, the amazing sword gas contained without hair, suddenly Do not dare to move again.

"Before the mortal battle, I am not too embarrassed to kill the ancestors with the magical powers. As for you...hey..."

Fang Yuan picked up the black robe, and a weasel appeared and shivered.

"Hidden Dragon Wei's Dream Master? How can this only be repaired?"

This weasel, apparently not even reached the virtual sanctuary.

"The villain is just a little demon, but also ask the grown-ups to spare!"

The weasels are smashed in a row.

He is only a dreamer realm, barely meets the requirements of sleepwalking. If it is a death, the source is greatly damaged, and the aftereffects are more serious than the virtual holy. This is a terrible thing.

"Unfortunately... I know that you are just abandoning your son, and what is the value to buy?"

Fang Yuan sighed, the green hurricane sword knew the owner's mind, and the squirrel was suddenly smashed. In this moment, there was a real spirit emerging, and it was quickly rejected by the world.

"What is the real spirit..."

His eyes are dark: ‘It seems that in the legacy of the saints, there is a law of interception...’