"Brother is truly a god descending from heaven."

After Wei Bohou took action, he moved to another position for fear of exposing his whereabouts, his eyes full of envy.

As the Hu people were divided into tribes, the chaos at that time changed, and the difficulty of his hiding increased sharply.

The accents and behaviors of the Hu people in the tribe are all distinctive, and you can tell whether they are one of them at a glance

Wei Bohou pretended to be seriously injured and unable to speak, but he could only deceive him for a while.

But he was worried that Zhong Sheng would go deep alone, and thought that he would be lurking nearby and help Zhong Sheng escape if something changed.

Unknowingly, the outer tribe where he originally belonged also began to move inward.

Zhong Sheng was really killing too hard, and all the inner tribes were wiped out, so he began to redeploy manpower from the outer tribes.

"Hoo ho ho!"

At this time, Zhong Sheng had already knocked down all the boulders, jumped into the position lined with equipment.

The fighting is still going on, with tribes filling in one after another, endlessly.

The night wind scattered the light spots, floated into the air, and spread to every corner of the Hu army.

The small army of over 10,000 Hu people relied on it to observe their movements and achieve command and control like an arm.

The rest of us, the barbarians, only regard it as a gift from the sacrifice and breathe in the air.

Bo Su sighed and raised his sword to chop Zhong Sheng's hind foot. His hand was sluggish and harder than he expected.

I am looking forward to how the next little battle will unfold?

Under the ancient sword of the giant beast, there was a severed foot, and it hurriedly walked out of the smoke.

With a brush, Zhong Sheng passed through the dense crowd. Driven by the ancient sword, the flesh of the people and horses were torn apart, blood surged wildly, and the internal organs exploded.

"I'm finally tired."

There were roars and dust was flying for seven weeks. The barbarians dared to approach for fear of being trampled to death by the angry Bo Su.

The giant beast closed his eyes and breathed slightly, the first half had just ended.

When the barbarians invaded the Central Plains and attacked cities, they relied on the sharpness of these instruments to avoid large and small cities.

"Kill, kill, kill!"

Zhong Sheng went crazy from the pain, raised his other hind foot and stepped on Bo Su's head

"Devil, really a devil."

Rumble, the only thing that can be seen from the name, the siege equipment, is also collapsing one after another, throwing up small pieces of dust.

The barbarian troops responsible for guarding came over one after another to prevent him from destroying the siege equipment.

With the sharpness of the ancient sword, the entire blade of the sword was cut in, tearing open Zhong Sheng's skin and sinking into the muscle fascia.

It has not lasted for a day and a night, and the giant beast has not stopped for a moment, not even a mouthful of water, not a mouthful of food.

The Hu tribe in the innermost circle has not participated in the war, and the war horses have not been fed for a few rounds, and the war has not stopped yet.

If you can destroy the enemy, let your cold blood flow dry and your soul return to the world of sweat.

Wei Bohou nodded, "The difference is small."

The ground shook and the mountains shook. Zhongsheng staggered, and even when he was standing, he suddenly fell sideways.

The giant feet landed like pillars in the sky, causing the ground to buzz and vibrate under the pressure, and then suddenly cracked with a snap.

"Woohoo, woohoo!"

Upon seeing this, the prairie priest Wei Bohou raised his staff and rained down arrows, killing him on the spot.

The barbarians behind my eyes have not yet shown the tiredness and numbness of working the night shift.

As soon as the meaning of the name is over, the barbarians are fighting bravely, fighting for their own lives, and they are ready to raise their whips. Now, after experiencing repeated killings, their companions have also suffered heavy casualties. Corpses, broken horses, weapons, and equipment are all over the place.

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The breathing of each barbarian became heavier, and the veins and blood vessels under the face, forehead, neck and other parts of the body bulged like earthworms swimming.

The courage returns to the body again, and the pain also exists again. There are only enemies in our eyes at this moment.

Bo Subo, who was hiding in the crowd, covered his mouth and nose when he saw this. The scene behind his eyes was not evil, I dared to touch it.

There are scattered barbarians around, either on foot or on horseback, with numb expressions.

Su Wen also nodded, "At the end of the weak crossbow, this is the most glorious moment."

Su Xianwen analyzed, "We can stop and let the children continue to kill, as long as there are no casualties."

Su Xianwen stroked the staff again, and a few pinpoint-sized light spots flew out, but not tens of thousands.

Some barbarians could not bear the pressure and frantically tore open their leather robes, running around and yelling.

In the pile of corpses, no barbarian lifted up the intact bed crossbow and fired a crossbow at the front and back of the giant beast.

I held the animal's foot with one hand and continued to chop Zhong Sheng's other hind foot with the sword in my other hand.

The giant beast raised an arm and held it against its giant feet. The body swayed, and its feet immediately sank into the soil, making the whole person half shorter.

The butter torches were lit, and the barbarian people held the torches in their hands. Looking from a distance, they gathered into a sea of ​​stars underground.

The giant governor was broken into two pieces, but it was not penetrated into the giant beast

I don’t know whether I am exhausted or scared to death.

Bo Su stood under Bo Su and took a deep breath. The night wind was cold, like a knife scraping his lungs.

Often even one or two arrows shot back were blocked by Bo Su, and no screams were heard.

The sound waves rose up and soared into the sky.

Behind him, charioteers, warriors, etc. were all surrounding the tall equipment.

I picked up half of the arrow, threw it, and hit the man who was sneaking up on me. His head exploded on the spot.

Even people made of steel are subject to such wear and tear.

Boom!

"Boom!"

After a while, the horn sounded and night fell.

Zhong Sheng raised his left hand, held down the sword, and immediately activated the Shuchi Talisman.

"What a bad beast! He's so big!"

"Whoop, whoop."

Bo Su was hit by an arrow on the spot, and there was a muffled sound under his body. His back was slightly bent, and then straightened up.

In front of me, Zhong Sheng was happily twisting and struggling, roaring, and the equipment on his back had already been crushed to pieces.

The light spots retreated from the mouth and nose into the bodies of the barbarians, and the meaning of the name came into play.

Shrinking to the ground, he was in front of a giant beast in one fell swoop, before the people around him could react.

The blood is boiling, accompanied by murderous intent and animalistic nature, sweeping through the body, and the impact makes the eyes red.

The animal hide is as tough as a steel plate, and the muscle fascia wraps the bones. It is a natural composite material. No matter whether it is sharp or blunt, it can cause no limit to the damage.

Especially under Zhong Sheng's head, there is a collision angle that has not yet been welded with pig iron. Whether it is a charge or a small siege, there is an enemy.

Wei Bohou looked low in the sky, where the goshawk stood low, overlooking the entire battlefield.

Moments ago, disaster struck quickly.

The fatigue and fear beneath our bodies were swept away on the spot, and the numbness beneath our faces was dispelled, becoming fierce and ferocious.

If the doomsday comes, the surrounding barbarians will rush to flee, but they will be crushed on top of Zhong Sheng, and crushed into blood and flesh on the spot.

My companion next to me tried to pull me up, but my tentacles became stiff and I realized that I was not quite dead yet.

"Such a heroic figure is actually the son of Zhongyuan. With the blessing of Baihan, he will be killed today."

"Why did Baihantian punish me? Kill me. Kill me slowly."

The survivors who had not evacuated from the battlefield, before leaving the battlefield, ate and drank, sat on the ground with their legs spread apart, and let out a sigh of relief.

Bo Su paused and continued to turn to the previous position.
Chapter completed!