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On the city wall, apart from Edgar, Bagram was also there.

As the "White Wolf War Ghost", he should be the most belligerent, and there is a war in front of him, so he has no reason to be idle.

It's just that Edgar didn't send him out.

Edgar's strategy is simple: consume demihumans with hybrids.

Hybrids are slaves. Isn't it common sense to push slaves to the forefront of the battle line in battle?

And there are soldiers in the back to supervise the army. If there are hybrids who dare to run back, they will be killed.

In the open space of Moen City, there are little monsters in the dark. These guys are howling and fighting together. They only have simple and low-quality weapons.

It's like a fight between primitive people. Claws and teeth are God-given weapons. Scratching and biting is a must-have program.

Some people call war "art", but Zhao Si has no idea about it.He used to live in a peaceful age, and he had never been a soldier, let alone participated in a war, but he hadn't even been in a fight.

This was the first time he saw the so-called battlefield, and he couldn't figure out what it had to do with art.

Those who compare war to art are probably the winners, and they don't have to go to the battlefield themselves.

Blood, severed limbs, flying in the air.The ordinary dirt road had already become muddy, and the blood of hybrids and demihumans seeped into the ground, staining the weeds red.

"How long will it last?" Zhao Si asked while supporting the battlements.

It was only then that Edgar noticed Zhao Si, and said with a smile: "The hybrids are about to lose their hold, and the demihumans can't break through the walls of Moen City."

"Is this your strategy?" Zhao Si just asked ordinary questions.

It can be said that the speaker is not interested in the listener, Edgar's face changed: "Finger messenger, what do you mean?"

Zhao Si didn't expect Edgar to be so sensitive: "I'm just asking."

Edgar took a long breath: "This is indeed a necessary strategy."

He squinted his eyes, watching the demihumans approaching Moen City step by step, and immediately ordered to withdraw the soldiers, close the city gate, put away the elevator, and leave all the hybrids outside.

Zhao Si said, "Are all the hybrids in the city here?"

"Yes, it's all here." Edgar felt that Zhao Si was quite strange, he didn't understand why this messenger cared so much about hybrids?

Zhao Si stared at it for a long time, and said, "Is there still a hybrid lion? Why isn't it here?"

"How do you know there is a hybrid lion in my city?" Edgar asked back.

"I saw the cemetery from the window that day, and I saw a hybrid lion in the cemetery." Zhao Si said nonsense, "I don't see it now."

"It's really not here, it's guarding the cemetery." Edgar didn't think about it.

But a sudden change occurred, all the hybrids who were fighting with the demihumans stopped, then turned their spears and rushed towards the soldiers.

There are only a few soldiers in the supervising army. Looking at the demihumans and hybrids in the combined army, the soldiers in the Jiushu battle formation panicked and were killed by the hybrids before they could react.

These brutal hybrids bit the soldiers, and the demihumans behind followed them, occupying the city gates and elevators first.

Edgar was stunned: "How could this be?"

Zhao Si also wanted to ask: How could this happen?

Bagram didn't talk nonsense at all, grabbed the iron chain of the elevator and slid down, rushing into the pile of bastards one by one.

It was too fierce, Zhao Si admired Bagram from the bottom of his heart.

Just as Zhao Si was about to follow down, he heard the roar of a lion coming from the direction of the city lord's mansion.

"I gonna go see!"

Without waiting for Edgar's instruction, Zhao Si took a shortcut through the city wall and rushed to the city lord's mansion.

He is not a faded person with limited movement in the game.With Helena and Irena in his mind, he took advantage of his high agility, flying over walls and ridges like a prince of Persia, and arrived at the city lord's mansion in minutes.

I saw a red-haired lion hybrid, carrying a sword and a big sword, banging on the door.At its feet, there were corpses of soldiers all over the place. All the corpses were smashed, their stomachs were disemboweled and their intestines were ripped out.

——These beasts are combined inside and outside!

The first thing Zhao Si thought of was this.

Whether hybrids and demihumans really have no IQ remains to be studied.The so-called people have their own language and animals have their own language, these guys might have a common language.

At this moment, Zhao Si yelled again: "A bunch of idiots, who study what they have every day, can't they study these guys well?"

Cursing and cursing, he still pulled out his double knives, jumped down from the city wall, and slashed at the lion hybrid with the force of the fall.

The lion hybrid gave a strange cry, and raised his sword to block it.

"when"

When the swords clashed, Zhao Si's hands were numb from the shock, and the two knives shattered into pieces and scattered in all directions.

Although the lion hybrid was strong and strong, he also staggered from the smashed feet and fell back against the wall.

Zhao Si saw the face of the lion hybrid. Judging from the icicles on the lion hybrid's face, he had suffered a lot from Alpelich.

Fortunately, fortunately, neither Alpelich nor Helena are powerless people.

Throwing away the hilt, Zhao Si took out the sacrificial ax with his left hand and the stabbing sword with his right hand, igniting the spiritual fire.

The destructive fire was passed from the palm of the hand to the weapon, and the icy flame wrapped around the blade.

Relying on the animal's sixth sense, the lion hybrid instinctively sensed the extreme danger, and let out a lion's roar in an attempt to frighten Zhao Si.

Zhao Si just wanted to put the rapier into the big mouth of the lion hybrid.

Taking a deep breath, a pair of weapons swiped in the air, burning the air, leaving behind two winding flames.

The flowing water sword is activated, and the sword shines!

The combination of Spirit Fire and Flowing Water Sword is more like a stream of water submerging the Lion Hybrid.

The fast-paced attack rained down on the lion hybrid.The lion hybrid took advantage of the size advantage of the sword skeleton to resist the attack.

On one side was a blazing and stormy attack.

On the one hand, let go of struggling to resist but becoming weaker and weaker.

The coldness of the spirit fire was transmitted along the weapon to the hands of the lion hybrid, freezing its blood vessels to the point of freezing.

"Roar!" The lion hybrid endured two hard blows, the blood from the cut in his shoulder was congealed, and he wanted to use his big sword to force Zhao Si away.

Then he jumped into the air, taking advantage of the cat's advantage, and performed a tumbling in the air. The big sword drew a vertical circle in the air.

Finally, lock Zhao Si's position and chop down.

If this trick is right, it will definitely be a split between people and horses.

The crazy attack did not even think about retreating, and the lion hybrid's counterattack was extremely fast, forcing Zhao Si to be cornered, and he was about to be split in half.

He clenched his teeth, thinking out of haste, and thought of testing the essence of the Flowing Water Sword.

Between life and death is the moment that can most stimulate potential and comprehend the essence of swordsmanship.

The stabbing sword and the sacrificial ax crossed together, which seemed to be the great sword that greeted the sword.

In fact, when the weapons were about to strike, Zhao Si used the flowing water sword to sense the characteristics of the opponent's strength, and his body began to flow.

The moment the weapons finally collided with each other, Zhao Si relaxed his whole body, extremely relaxed, and let the power of the lion hybrid exert on him.

The scene that should have been split in half did not appear, Zhao Si's body was like duckweed, being squeezed by the strength of the lion hybrid and flew to the side.

That feeling is like holding a puddle of water hard, and the water will eventually slip through the fingers.

Zhao Si flew into the air and spun, feeling the strength of the lion hybrid circulating in his body, and finally concentrated it all on his left hand.

The sacrificial ax was wrapped around the spirit fire, and it chopped off the huge head of the lion hybrid in one fell swoop, and the lion's head rolled to the ground.

The cut was covered by spiritual fire, and no blood spewed out.