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Vitaly Boye and the warriors abandoned their exhausted horses and rushed into the snowy forest in the west, using the cover of the dense jungle to avoid the pursuit of the manticore group.

He didn't know why he chose the plan to lure the enemy, why he wanted to escape as far away as possible, and whether Old Valery's goal was achieved. He only knew one thing - young people should obey the old man's orders, not to mention that He is an old lord who survived the Great Holy War.

Most of his war experience came from Valery's teachings. As an apprentice, of course he must obey his mentor.

With this stubbornness, Vitali overcame all the Gossamers who wanted to fight back against the enemy in their escape.

Even he could see that the swarm of manticores in the sky was simply not something that hundreds of them could face.

If there was only one chaotic beast, Boyer would be confident to chop off its head with a battle ax alone, but there were dozens of manticores in the sky.

Hundreds of Chaos War Mastiffs are an outright disaster for hundreds of mortals, but for Lynch, killing them all is not a warm-up before the battle.

When a group of evil dogs as big as bison walked from the snowy fields in the south into the dry land in the north, Lynch rushed directly towards the enemy without thinking.

The lizard man's scales rubbed against the air, making a slight crackling sound. When he was about to approach the hound, he tentatively activated In a blink of an eye.

The world stopped in his eyes, and everything became slow motion, including Lynch himself.

But he found that he had not reached the speed limit. In this bullet time, he had enough energy to adjust his body.

If the Great Secret Keeper can cut away all the raindrops falling around him in an instant, then Lynch is confident that he can do it now.

Lynch's swing of the weapon in slow motion gradually sped up, like a fast-forwarding movie, but the Chaos War Mastiff still maintained an almost stopped slowness.

He split the hounds that rushed in mid-air into two, and killed the hounds on both sides one by one. Just when he wanted to move, he found that running in this state was extremely difficult.

Just controlling his hands is easy for him, but if his whole body serves a certain purpose, it is not so easy to do it.

Lin Qi stumbled and walked in the slow-motion world. It did not require any skills to deal with the Chaos War Mastiff. Even if he almost fell flat, it could not change the fate of the hound group.

All that is needed to deal with such a weakling is to wield a weapon.

The lizard man fast forwarded in the slow-motion world and killed all the hounds in an instant.

The clock started moving again, and the world in slow motion returned to normal. No, the world had always been normal.

Valery only saw an afterimage. He blinked subconsciously, and the divine creature appeared among the chaotic wolves.

Before he could turn around completely, in just a dazed moment, the group of war mastiffs disappeared.

The flesh and blood cut open by sharp weapons was spread out where the war mastiff group had been. He couldn't even piece together a complete chaos hound from the scattered dog legs and wolf heads.

Old Boye rubbed his eyes, but everything was not an illusion. The unknown creature killed hundreds of hounds almost instantly.

Boye, I can't walk anymore, leave me! I will buy time for you.

A soldier softly begged Vitaly. Boyer gritted his teeth, bent down and carried the soldier on his back, and continued walking in the thick snowdrift with everyone supporting each other.

A series of extremely penetrating neighs continued to sound from all directions. Many people thought that they had been surrounded. The manticore had discovered them and was now just teasing before hunting.

When they asked Vitali what to do next, Boyer, who was confused and confused, had no idea.

Everyone stumbled away for a while, and Vitaly led the soldiers to hide under an ancient pine tree that could cover the entire village. They endured the sting caused by the pine needles and took a short rest.

They are humans and they need supplemental food and water, as well as calories.

Even Boyer, who could knock boulders into powder with one hammer, had no energy. He was hungrier than the soldiers, and the cost of maintaining his body's vitality was higher.

Even though his strength is inhuman, he is still human.

People forgot their previous identities. Whether they were proud hussars or rude Cossas, all the soldiers crowded together, took out the dry food in their bags and started gobbling it down.

Vitali took a sip of water mixed with a small amount of alcohol in the pot. Of course he had strong alcohol on him, but he couldn't drink it now because the manticore would smell the obvious smell.

The neighing sound became more and more intense, and it seemed that these beasts were gradually figuring out their location.

The thought that there was no escape came to Vitali's mind, and he quickly made a decision.

Vitali whispered his final orders to the soldiers around him.

Notify others that there is no need to save supplies. We will do a big job later.

After some time, when the soldiers had recovered enough strength, Vitali took out his wine bottle and signaled to the soldiers.

He no longer suppressed his voice and said at a volume that all soldiers could clearly hear:

Do you dare to join me for the last fight! If you want to run away, continue in the originally designated direction. I won't blame you. Who told you not to have courage when you crawled out of your mother's womb?

A burst of laughter erupted under the huge ancient pine tree, and this laughter also responded to Boye in disguise. They had had enough and ran away.

If it weren't for the sake of the overall situation and delaying the strength of the Chaos army as much as possible, who wouldn't want to turn around and fight the invaders?

One by one, the soldiers raised their wine flasks to Boyer. The men who were good at wine drank the strong wine in the flasks in one gulp and threw away the flasks they had used since childhood.

For Kislev!

Vitali took off the battle ax behind him. He was never good at giving speeches before battle, but the soldiers did not need too many speeches.

The instinct to protect this land is deeply imprinted on the spirit of Mrs. Kislev. The Eternal Chosen in the Great Holy War failed to defeat the spirit of this kingdom. How could a few dozen manticores defeat the soldiers? Lost the will to fight?

For Esun!

For Daha!

For Thor!

The soldiers paid tribute to the revered gods, but the gods who had guarded this land for countless years did not respond to them, and they did not expect to receive a response from the gods.

There have long been rumors that the gods have disappeared, they have lost the battle, and they will never appear again.

In the past, they sneered at this, but when they witnessed the endless legions of Chaos, no matter how devout the believers were, they would be shaken.

Even without them, what would mortals do?

The fight must continue and must continue.

Under the leadership of Boyer, the soldiers rushed out of the bunker one by one and spread out into the woods in groups, ready with ropes, hammers and axes.

They are no match for the manticores, but the beasts don't think of taking them as lunch easily.