Knight of the Light

The Lord Morsi was very upset and very upset. His gully face was black like a piece of coke, and he smoked with smoke. This is a sign of the sacrifice of the Lord's Lord, and represents the anger that erupts in his heart.

The **** of tyranny is resurrected, and Mursi is vigorous. But just because the blood sacrifice failed, the main sacrifice lost the trust of Bann, and his status was threatened. Old Xiuss, who had been his subordinate, actually ascended to the sky and rode on his head.

Although Lao Xiusi only stepped up temporarily, if he could not even kill his life, he would be dissatisfied. He couldn't complain to the gods, but he was very unpleasant to Laosius.

Zhou Qingfeng snatched the sacrifice of the soul offering to Bann, annoyed the tyrannical god, and lowered the oracle to take his life. Laosius reached the high for the first time, and anxiously led his soldiers to kill the Rat Rat Village. He must do his best to grasp the opportunity.

The church's strength was divided into three, the goblins had already rushed up, and Old Xiusi pulled his line to clean up Zhou Qingfeng without saying hello. All that remained was Morsi with a dozen black warriors under his command on the left.

Mursey's black warrior was formally trained by the church for many years. The last time he aggressively killed the old goblin, he returned to death and was injured. In this battle, the left wing of the mouse rat village, which almost killed the mission, had more than 100 troops.

"Damn bastard, why don't you let me deal with the enemies designated by my Lord?" The Lord Lord sacrificed. He would also be afraid that the opposite Inisha group would kill him, after all, there were too few black warriors under him.

"Don't worry, Lord Sacrifice, maybe we don't need to do anything at all." The old goblin walked on his back, carrying his staff. Behind it was a thin, undead assassin, and blood was dripping from his slender sword.

Zul Greyhide has great strength, and the skull wand in his hand takes advantage of the group attack. It could come, and Mursey was a little relieved, but he said dissatisfied, "If those resisters are coming to work hard"

"No" The old goblin shook his head. "Those timid guys won't come here desperately. They will just stare blankly, because the assassins under me just sneaked in and disturbed the defense on the village wall.

Oh?

In these few conversations, tide-like goblins rushed across the open space outside the village, and a brain burst into a large gap in the wall. The fence remained motionless.

Morsi watched the figures shaking on the wall, and then watched the left-wing opponents were unable to catch the fighter. He laughed suddenly, "Okay, very good, we have won today. The leaders of the settlements must be panicked now. Good time to attack. "

As soon as the main priest greeted him, he would lead the team to the right.

The old goblin was surprised. "Morcy, your opponent is on the left."

"Those on the left have lost their courage, and I will go to the right to help Lao Xiusi." Mursi was cheerful, and did not look at the opponent in the 100s at all, as if nothing.

"But if the opposite enemy kills and attacks us behind", the old goblin knows that the Lord Lord is trying to grab credit. The defeat of the resistance in the Black Forest is secondary. As long as Zhou Qingfeng's head can be taken off, God's grace must be regained.

The old Goblin's hesitation just came out, and the main sacrifice of Mursi had not yet left. On the right flank, the iron hoof was rumbling, and a huge skeleton warhorse rushed out, thundering.

This appearance attracted the attention of the audience.

Morsi held the reins and looked attentively on horseback. An old goblin with a short head was obscured from seeing the wolf and could not see anything.

The hoofs of the skeleton warhorses are so abrupt that they are not suppressed in the noisy and noisy battlefields, but become more apparent. The old goblin was carrying his back, and his neck was not stretched. It saw that Murcy's expression was more complicated than alive hell, and he beckoned immediately.

The tall undead assassin crouched and let the old goblin ride around his neck. The assassin himself rode on the wolf again, so that the superposition allowed the old goblin to align with Morsi's sight. It didn't feel funny, but asked indifferently, "What happened?"

boom

Thunder struck the ground!

‘Derohan’ wastes a lot of time. The old goblin has missed the period when the skeleton warhorse started to accelerate, but he spotted the grandeur of Grandpa Zhou and hit the black warrior array.

Usually trying to penetrate the first layer of the Black Samurai has to pay a heavy price. Now the three-tier queue is like a thin paper, and it is punched through.

The old goblin was too late to be surprised. The loud noise and **** eruption were too close to it, and the bottom wolf carrying the ‘reohan’ jumped in shock.

The chassis was unstable, and the undead assassin stepping on the wolf's back was also unstable, and the old goblin sitting on top fell immediately. It didn't have time to do anything to save it, Plop threw it to the ground, and his stature rolled over.

"What happened just now?" The old goblin was ashamed, and when he got up, Wolverine scolded and became angry. Just looking at Morsi close at hand, the main sacrifice had no time to laugh at his missteps, and he still looked like a bun.

"On the right wing, it collapsed." The main priest raised his finger and pointed at the spreading blood stains, and the juveniles emerging from the blood stains.

Mursey, who has always been evil, feels cruel, and it can be seen that this fierce blow really shocked. He didn't know how to describe the scene just now. The totally unreasonable impact should have caused both losses, and even the incoming skeleton warhorse lost.

However, the result will not come to everyone's imagination.

The juvenile broke through the array of black samurai and held a cavalry knife to 'cut grass' in the back of the Church of Bann. Mursey was stunned, and he didn't know what to do, but now he couldn't figure out the situation and hesitated.

But Mursey wanted to hesitate, but the human cavalry on the left, stagnant on the opposite side, was greatly encouraged by the shock. Originally, more than 100 people who wanted to see the limelight and even retreat suddenly yelled, speeded up their horses, and rushed forward with their swords.

"Oops, retreat!" The main priest wanted to run at the swipe of a horse's head.

The old goblin was anxious at this moment, and the staff in his hand gave a savage command: "It is not allowed to withdraw, and it is not allowed to withdraw from the battle. My men are still in the **** effect, they will not withdraw, nor will they withdraw. Come down. Do you dare to disobey my Lord's orders? "

Mursey and the old goblin stared at each other instantaneously, and at last they could only sigh unwillingly, and shouted to the black warriors behind them: "Come up, you can't withdraw now, you must desperately!"

In the right wing, Old Xiuss, a treasurer of hand-held teachings, is still in a daze. In a blink of an eye, the array around him had a big gap. On the notch were blood-red shards all over the ground, and black warriors facing each other.

The black warriors were so confident in themselves that they couldn't accept the situation at hand, and they didn't understand what happened.

The crowd turned their heads again, and saw the teenager who caused the tragedy was waving his sword and rolled his head, but shouted sternly: "I am going to die, I am going to die, I am really going to die. I didn't want to come over like this!"