Conquest

    Chapter 85—Don't dare to fight! 】

    With a bang, the shield in Shaar's hand broke into dozens of pieces in an instant, and the broken pieces of iron spattered out, and even the heads of several Byzantine soldiers on both sides were cut off!

    Shaar fell from the sky, squatting on the ground, and the muscles on his arms were open. When Shaar jumped up, his mouth blew his blood and shook his head hard. Suddenly, his eyes showed a trace of color. Pushing open the Slate to help him, grab a spear, jump on the high platform, and squint into the distance…

    As if it was destined to be in the dark, he saw the little black figure at the end of the Odin array, saw the figure standing alone, and the Odin people around him kept a distance from him…

    Shaar's eyes were red, and he stepped back a few steps. Then he used the running and slammed the spear out…

    Hasting stood there, watching a gray shadow slamming out from the camp gate, smashing through the sky, standing there and not moving…

    With a bang, the spear fell about ten steps from Hasting. Two Odin warriors lifted the shield, but they were pierced in the roar. The spear fell on the ground and burst into more than ten!

    Hasting wiped a drop of blood on his face.

    "The power is good…Hey, it’s a bit worse, it’s a little worse. ”

    Hasting's gloomy eyes showed a hint of enthusiasm: "It's a good powerhouse. Powerhouse, hahahaha…"

    The face of the Odin's God of War is clearly laughing, but the eyes are getting colder and colder, but the icy enthusiasm in the cold, but it makes a feeling of fear in the hearts of the guards around.

    Hasting took another spear and took a breath, just about to shoot again…

    But he only looked up and suddenly heard a few strange sounds…

    The sound of several catapult springs, several huge stones were ejected and fell in the direction of Hasting…

    There were a few bangs and the stones fell in the crowd. There was a scream in the air. A dozen Odins were smashed into meat in the first time, and the rocking of the stones fell. Ten Odin people under the broom…

    Shaar stood in the camp and looked at the place where the stones fell in the distance. He snorted and gasped: "damn it…Do you think that Father and you are better than the head? Father just tried to drop the point and distance to catapult…"

    The first wave of Odin's attack finally ended in a small time. The bodies piled up behind the wall of the resident wall have almost formed a sloping field in several places. It is conceivable that the Odin people will attack the next time, even in these places. Need to take a ladder, as long as you step on the body can rush to the wall.

    We provide comprehensive supportI am afraid it is difficult to support the second attack. ”Slate smiles.

    The first attack, the Odin people dropped nearly a thousand more bodies, seemingly finally repelled the Odin attack, but Shaar and Slate are heavy in the heart.

    Because the loss of one's own side is not small, at least five hundred soldiers have died, and dozens of serious injuries have lost their fighting power and have been carried to the back. Originally, the combat power was weak, and the power of the station to fight was only two thousand. Now I have removed a third of it!

    More importantly, the first round of death and injury, the loss is the soldiers! Of the rest, half of them were just picking up the weapon's auxiliary soldiers, logistic soldier, craftsman, groom, carriage, and even the cook…

    Looking at Slate's wry smile, Shaar didn't talk, just bowed his head and meditated.

    At this time, there was a horn in the direction of the Odin.

    Slate's eyes are picking: "It's their assembly number! The sound of a stop is the completion of the queue…Then, it was the second wave of attack! ”

    Shaar gasped for a moment, his arms were covered with a layer of white cloth, but the cloth was also red-blooded. He pouted, endured pain, sucked in the air, and his eyes flashed a glimpse: "Maybe…I have a way to fight for a little time. ”

    He looked at the distance and suddenly smiled: "Remember Rabbit General Ruhr?"

    He stood up and pressed his hand on Slate's shoulder: "No matter what, it's good to be able to delay for a moment!" Maybe the next moment…General, they will kill it. ”

    He picked up a spear and slowly walked to the high platform…

    There was a trace of crimson light in his eyes, and with a bang, the spear pierced the sky, and screamed and shot, and the bang came to the battlefield in the middle!

    The roaring voice suddenly caught the attention of the Byzantine soldiers behind the wall and the Odin's queue.

    The spear was tied to the ground, and the break became a few pieces. The roar of the roaring sounded a dust!

    A loud and majestic voice spread throughout the battlefield:

    "Hasting!! Dare to fight with me! ! ”

    This loud challenge, suddenly shocked the audience! !

    Byzantine This time, the soldiers on the wall of the wall turned back and looked at Shaar and Slate standing under the camp gate.

    Slate's eyes were round and stared at Shaar in surprise. He pulled him: "You, you are crazy…"

    Shaar pulled off Slate's pull and waved his hand.

    Slate bit his lip and said: "You are killing! I know that you want to invite Hasting to single out to fight for time, but that guy is Hasting! It is Odin's God of War! It can even be said that it is the first powerhouse in the Odin army, you…This is to die! ”

    Shaar snorted and walked to the gate of the camp, facing the distance, lit up and shouting:

    "Hasting!! Dare to be fair with me! Are you a coward? Don't dare to answer it! ! ”

    Odin's queue on the other side suddenly calmed down, and finally, a hoarse voice came from afar.

    The voice was not so high, but it was spread throughout the battlefield, and everyone heard it.

    "A challenge above the battlefield?"

    Hasting's Byzantine language is very proficient and indifferent: "I promise you, Byzantine."

    Shaar laughed and shouted in the air and shouted: "Good! I will wait to see how powerful your Odin's God of War is! Well, I am eating a meal…get ready……Mmm! Just wait for the afternoon! In the afternoon, I am waiting for you on the battlefield! Father is coming out alone! If you are timid, you may wish to bring some subordinates! ”

    Next to Slate heard the sigh of the heart: Who said that this guy is a rough, even the radical will be used.

    Sure enough, Hasting’s voice seemed to sneer: “You can rest assured that we are fair and decisive. I also want to see what people in the Byzantine Army have dared to challenge me. What exactly!”

    Slate listened to the sigh: brave is brave, but, too reluctant…Even General Adrick can't challenge Hasting…

    "Report your name, Byzantine Warrior!"Hasting's voice was a little proud.

    Shaar hēi hēi smiled and straightened his waist, then took a deep breath and smashed out with the most magnificent and most generous and passionate voice!

    "I … Also fearless tell you! Me Byzantine Empire First Class Knight, Bonfrett is also! ! I will personally drop your Hasting's head on the battlefield! ! ”

    When I heard this sentence, Slate's first reaction was that it was suddenly black! !

    The second reaction is: my day! This kid is too shameless! !

    Shaar jumped out of the high platform and sat down next to Slate. Slate opened his mouth and stared at Shaar, his lips moving, only to find that he couldn't say a word to this shameless kid.

    It wasn't until Shaar sat down and picked up the bag to fill a few mouthfuls of water. Slate just cried and said: "You…you……Hey, you are really…"

    Shaar blinked, but instead he was very confident: "What am I?" That guy is Odin's God of War, the first expert in the Odin army! I really singled out with him? Isn't that the brain broken and died in vain? I haven't lived yet! ”

    MayBut you openly slammed the gauntlet, and when it was over noon, Hasting came out to fight, you, what do you do? ”

    Shaar hēi hēi smiled and touched his chin and snorted: "Is that not easy? Pull out our little white face Knight and open the camp door and kick him out! As for his Hasting is killing, it is not my business…Besides, he is Lord Observer! It is our highest Commander-in-Chief! Who should he fight? Really and Hasting singled out, starting from the military high ground, even if you are ranked more than I am, how can I not get to this small soldier first? ”

    Saying, Shaar lay on the ground, stretched his body and rested his strength: "In any case, I always give us a small half-day time?" Hasting the guy to show his powerhouse style, before noon, will not attack us…"

    "What about you?"Slate couldn't help but say, "You don't have a powerhouse style?"

    Shaar points to his nose: "I? Look at me, from head to toe, where does it look like a powerhouse? I am just a small soldier now! Even if you want to be a powerhouse in the future, you can at least wait for the moment to live! Otherwise, if you don't become a powerhouse, you will be a ghost first. ”

    Slate squinted and gasped, finally eccentrically laughing: "I suddenly found out…Your guy is really shameless! ”

    Shaar lay there and took Slate and said, "Okay! I regard this sentence as a compliment. ”

    When he finished, he closed his eyes.

    Slate looked at this hillbilly and suddenly felt that she couldn't see this guy. I heard Shaar whispering in a whisper-like tone like a nervous thing:

    "Father won't die, he won't die. Even if you are dying…Not here, not now! ”