Don't underestimate any small choice, because it may have disastrous consequences!

Retreat? Or support your teammates? Goshawk chose the latter at that moment, so he now collects the "wings" and lies on the ground coldly.

I believe that if he chooses to retreat, with his decisive character and speed, he will definitely escape Tang En's pursuit. Unfortunately, no choice has the chance to make another choice...

Looking at the eagle that was cutting in his throat, Tang En breathed a sigh of relief, his body softened, and he almost collapsed to the ground.

The strength of the goshawk is beyond doubt. If Tang En returned a few minutes ago, he might not have the courage to leap to the ground. Although he was lucky enough to kill the other party, the price Tang En paid was not bad. I won’t mention the miserable trauma. The key is the explosive power. Tang En felt a suffocation in his chest, and his internal organs seemed to be shifting...

"The passing years are not good!" Tang En sighed and shook his head depressedly.

Since I came to the north, there have been constant small battles and continuous battles. The injuries on my body have never been easy.

The sound of fighting at the garrison in the distance came from afar. Tang En took a deep breath. Now was not the time to sigh! He leaned over and put the dagger on the neck of the eagle, paused for a moment, put the dagger away, and walked towards the garrison with the body of the eagle on his back.

After all, he is a character. He fought life and death before, so he could be fine. But now that the other party is dead, he should respect it a little...

The situation at the garrison has changed, and soldiers outside have broken through the defense of the Black Armored Man. After all, the number of people is advantageous. Even if the Black Armored Man is covered in iron, how many nails can he make? The current melee is in the center of the south, and the Black Armored Man gathers there to form a thick line of defense. Among these people are Zofan and the others who have fought to the point of collapse.

Judging from the current situation, the collapse of the Black Armored Man is a matter of time sooner or later. Of course, this must be in the other party's plan. Their main purpose is to rescue the noble young men. In fact, if it weren't for the sudden appearance of a terrifying Zofan, they would have succeeded.

"Captain, this business cannot be done anymore, let's retreat!" At the entrance of the passage, a black-armored man smashed the sword that was slashed and slashed at the sword, staring at the front and muttering to himself.

If the term leader is bigger, it is the leader of the regiment who commands thousands of people in the army to fight. Of course, some small team members also call the leader the leader. Eunice also called the silver-haired man the regiment commander. From this we can see that although these people were uniformly dressed, they did not seem to be in the same group.

The black-armored man with a middle-aged man's face flew away, smashing a rash soldier away, and breathing breathed: "There is no signal to retreat yet, let's hold on!"

"What else can I insist on!" The black-armored man had anger before, and he exuded resentment from his mouth, "The brothers have all died, and even the empty-level warriors have come out... When I go back this time, I don't want any bounty, and I will find the employer to chop him up."

"Nonsense, take money and do things for others. This is the rule of our industry!" The middle-aged black-armored man cursed, then took the time to look behind him, "I hope the dusk can solve that empty-level warrior."

"I think Xuan... Although dusk is famous in the circle, if they can solve their opponents, they will not be able to delay until now." Another black-armored man next to him interrupted, and then raised the sword in his hand, "I am the leader of the Flame Hunter Group. Which group are they from? Cooperate?"

"Mad Swordsman Hunter Group." The middle-aged black-armored man responded casually, then nodded, "Yes, then I'll leave my side direction to you. Well, where are there people in your group?"

As he spoke, he took a step to the right, and the black-armored man waved his sword and took the opportunity to make up. The change of formation was very short in an instant, and the soldiers of the gray-clothed army were limited in strength and failed to seize this opportunity.

"Well, don't mention it!" The man who later shook his head, "I am the bachelor leader now!"

"Uh..." The middle-aged black-armored man was stunned and smiled bitterly. No wonder he was looking for someone to join him. It turned out that all his people were dead. But this is nothing. After all, this person's combat level is still good. Joining here can relieve the pressure.

Hey! While thinking, the middle-aged black-armored man suddenly felt that the tide of soldiers retreated.

However, they did not retreat too far, and the two sides held each other a few meters apart.

What's the situation... These black-armored men looked at each other and were a little confused about the soldiers' actions. Even if they retreat, they should be retreating!

Hum... The soldiers suddenly retreated to both sides and gave way. Then a figure walked slowly from behind.

"Be careful, I'm going to kill you!" This was the first thought that arose in the middle-aged black-armored man, and then he couldn't help but tighten the hilt of the sword in his hand. This was normal thinking. Seeing that he couldn't catch up for a long time, the other commander sent a master to help him, which was reasonable.

In fact, he didn't need to remind him, the black-armored people around him were also on guard. If they didn't look down on the gray-clothed army before, then since Zofan came out of nowhere, they have now been very careful.

With the firelight, the black-armored man gradually saw the figure clearly. Hiss, he was indeed a master. Not to mention anything else, from this tall and majestic... well, you can see the extraordinaryness with a slightly bloated body shape.

Step, step, step...

People of this size are particularly imposing when walking. Every heavy step sound is like stepping on the hearts of the black armored people.

Uh? After the other party took a few more steps, the black-armored men were shocked to find that the figure was not burly, but because the two people were stacked together. One was walking and the other was carried on their backs.

What's going to do? Do you think carrying someone on your back can double your combat effectiveness?

"Tuantuantuantuantuan...Captain, it's not right!" At this time, a black-armored man holding a heavy sword suddenly changed his face, and he pointed his trembling fingers ahead, "Look at the person he is carrying, the one he is carrying!"

"What?" The middle-aged black-armored man frowned, squinted his eyes, and looked at the person with his back on his body and his head hanging on the side.

Black armor, our people? What does this mean? Angry us with the dead... Hey, wait, why does this person look familiar...

Just then, click!

Perhaps the back posture was wrong, the dead black-armored man suddenly dropped his right hand. Although he was dead, he was still holding a pitch-black long bow tightly in his hand. The bow string was broken, and the open bow body was covered with feathers for a moment, like a stretched wing...

"Eagle Feather Bow!" the middle-aged black-armored man shouted in dismay, then instantly moved his gaze back to the black-armored man's face, swallowed his saliva, and spit out two words with difficulty, "Gahawk!"

They naturally know what the eagle feather bow is. They know who the goshawk is even more clear.

The famous Dusk mentioned earlier is actually a hunter group like them, but the other party's strength is much higher than theirs. If this mission was not really difficult, I believe they would not have the chance to join forces with Dusk.

The reason why dusk is so famous is because of the five superb members. The goshawk with arrows that cannot be returned is one of them. It can be said to be the myth of this industry. But now, it is being carried casually like a dead dog...

Some black-armored men couldn't help but rub their eyes. They really couldn't believe the scene they saw in front of them.

But unfortunately, the eagle feather bow is still hanging like that, and the goshawk is still hanging like that...

"Retreat! Retreat! Retreat..." A hoarse roar continued to sound, and a blank in the middle-aged black-armored man's mind, such as the hunter group at dusk, the huge bounty... Get out of here! This task is not something that humans do, I want to survive!

But in an instant, the fierce black armored men who had previously disappeared without a trace.

Huh, Huh... Tang En, who finally carried the corpse of the goshawk back here, kept gasping for breath. Then he waved his hand and threw the corpse on the ground. TMD, I'm so exhausted.

Tang En is already a little regretful now. What are you pretending? If I had known, I would have brought my head back...

After waved, a soldier with a confused face came over.

"I am the captain of the gray space... Huh, Tang En!"

"Uh, hello, sir!" the soldier shuddered and saluted straight.

Tang En waved his hand and waited for his breath to go evenly: "Brother, can you ask for a favor?"

"Of course, of course, please give orders from the chief!"

"Okay, thank you!" Tang En patted the soldier's shoulder, then pointed to the corpse on the ground and said, "Help me carry him on my back, uh, go for the street!"

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After a moment, the soldier was dizzy and walked in front of the corpse of the goshawk, and Tang En walked behind with the help of the soldiers.

"Don't panic, go slowly!"

"Brother, if you're really nervous, you can stare at the ground."

...

To be honest, carrying a corpse is of course not a good thing. It’s not because of fear. The soldiers of the gray-clothed army have naturally seen this. But no matter how you don’t care, the feeling of being tightly attached to a cold and dead person is naturally not much better.

But now, the soldier didn't feel that way at all. Gradually, a huge sense of glory continued to grow from the bottom of his heart...

What gave him this feeling was the pale and terrified black-armored men in front of him.

The deterrence brought by the goshawk's corpse was huge. Now, as long as the soldier walked to the other side, the black-armored men collapsed one after another, and then turned around and fled without hesitation.

The strong enemy was destroyed in the ashes... The soldier now turned against his previous panic, raised his head and chest, with a calm expression, as if he was a peerless master.

Humph, they are all ants... don't get out of here... Look, look at the ball, can you tell that I am a master?

I have to say that if you give a suitable stage, anyone will be a successful actor!
Chapter completed!