Allure of the World Chapter 333: Syracuse Falls

These people pounce on everyone like beasts, whether men, women or children, if they are caught by them, they will be torn apart.

The soldiers of Daxing rushed up, and some of the soldiers who had just enlisted were so frightened that half of their bodies were still in front of them and cried.

The people of the Western Zhou Dynasty are slaughtering the people in the city in the most savage way. The massacre is a kind of psychological warfare. This **** method is used to intimidate the opponent, trying to make the opponent feel scared when they hear their name.

Syracuse, this beautiful city, just stood up from the last round of massacres, and is about to suffer such a heavy blow.

A group of cavalry rushed over, still dressed in black, with thick beards covering most of their faces. This group of people only grabbed women and pressed them on their horses. Some horses already had two or three women on them. , is still reaching for the woman who is running for her life!

Syracuse's officers and soldiers are no match for them.

The atrocities of the enemy irritated everyone, their eyes were split open, no one spoke, and no one fled. Just want to rush up and kill them!

Xiao Wu sent a signal, Gu Lin used a slender white sword. He frowned, waving up and down and rushing to the front.

There were only Zhang Yang and Han Zhitao beside Ling Chen, and Zhang Yang also sent a signal to summon his own people.

Ling Chen and Qing Yun were back to back, Ling Chen used the Canglong sword, Qing Yun used the Qiushui sword, they blocked the enemy and saved the people of Xuecheng.

The people ran from the inside out, one by one, and were killed on the ground.

The archer has just drawn the bow and loaded the arrow, but before it can be fired, the enemy has already leaped up to grab the bow and arrow, and they are as agile as apes.

Soon, Ling Chen's wolf team quickly entered Xuecheng and fought with the men in black.

At the same time, another pair of men and horses came in silently, with short swords and light armor, and they were people from Tsing Yi Tang.

At present, there is no one to command the enemy. They have formed a united front in a tacit understanding, covering and supporting each other.

The people of Tsing Yi Tang quickly moved the people out.

On a small road ahead, the snow has melted, but red meandering blood flows down, like a red river.

"There is still a fierce battle above." Ling Chen said in a low voice.

He led everyone forward with swords. At this time, no one thought of life and death, and no one thought of what would happen ahead.

More and more red is left from above. This is a high road and a low road. Go straight ahead and you will find the snow mountain. Blood flowed down, like a dark red silk cloth slowly unfolding under their feet. More and more stumps, broken arms, corpses, heads...

Everyone tightened their faces, took a deep breath, and clenched the hilt of the knife around their waists.

Ling Chen looked back at Qing Yun, he reached out and shook her cold hand.

Qingyun pulls out his hand. She is no longer afraid of these.

In front of her lies the corpse of a young warrior. There is no place below his waist, his face is bluish white, his eyes are open, and he is looking at the distant sky.

The blood on his body seemed to be drained, and there was a thick pool of almost black blood on the bottom of his body.

Qingyun squatted down and stroked his cold eyes. She finally cried.

This is not weakness, but distress. There are some feelings that can only be understood by personal experience.

She hates wars, but some wars must exist. The war between the Western Zhou Continent and the Northern Wilderness Continent is doomed to be inevitable.

Come on then, Qingyun thought as she walked.

Going further, I saw a group of cavalry circling around some people like crazy.

One after another blue light rose into the air from time to time, and the people of the Western Zhou Dynasty were overturned in the air in circles, and fell down with howling.

More and more Western Zhou people poured down from above. Cavalry infantry, scurrying around in the snow city.

Seeing the piles of bodies of Daxing soldiers lying here, Qingyun began to wonder why he didn't see many Huo Jingyun's people, it turned out that most of them had already died in battle.

Qingyun took out the soybean beads and was still around the group of people.

Some cavalry fell with a bang. The staff was chaotic just now, and Qingyun didn't use poison, for fear of accidentally hurting his own people.

The people of the Western Zhou Dynasty reacted, "Wow" a few strange sounds, and immediately someone surrounded Qingyun and them.

Qingyun threw a bomb, and the people of the Western Zhou Dynasty slowed down in the sound of the explosion.

Qingyun rushed into the encirclement and saw that the three people surrounded by them were Huo Jingyun, Zhang Shan and Chen Zhou.

The three stand back to back in the middle.

Huo Jingyun's white shirt has turned red. I don't know if it's my own blood or the blood of my enemy.

His face was pale, his face was covered with blood, his eyes were gloomy, and his mouth was tightly pursed. The black blunt sword carried a low dragon roar every time. There were only three of them, but the enemy couldn't get close to him.

But with his staggering steps, Qingyun knew that he was injured.

Qingyun rushed in and handed each of them a pill, which was the antidote for her soybean beads.

Huo Jingyun immediately ate it in his mouth. Zhang Shan and Chen Zhou saw that Huo Jingyun ate Qingyun's food without hesitation, and they also ate it.

In Qingyun's subconscious, he regards them as his own. Now we must deal with the Western Zhou people in unison.

Although the battle between Huo Jingyun and Ling Chen was in full swing, he could not wait to kill each other immediately. Although she was Ling Chen's lover, she never thought of letting Huo Jingyun die.

Huo Jingyun smiled when he saw Qingyun, but when he saw Ling Chen behind him, his face darkened again.

The people from the Wolves and Tsing Yi Hall gradually rushed up, but they were quickly dispersed by the people of the Western Zhou Dynasty.

They roared and rushed into the crowd like wild beasts. Western Zhou people were generally tall and sturdy. The beard on their face was left on purpose or glued on. Only one of the lush hairs on their faces was visible. Nose and murderous eyes.

Ling Chen's heart sank as he walked upwards. He swung his sword to kill a Western Zhou man who jumped over. Seeing more and more Western Zhou people swarming above him, Ling Chen understood that Xuecheng had already fallen.

He transferred five hundred people from the Wolves, and there were less than three hundred people left, and less than one thousand people from the two thousand people in Qingyun's Tsing Yi Hall.

And on the mountain in front, a large number of Western Zhou people are still pouring in.

Ling Chen said: "Let's withdraw first. If we don't withdraw, these people will all be here."

Qingyun nodded, she also saw that Xuecheng had fallen. At present, these people can't change the ending.

Huo Jingyun didn't want to leave, all his soldiers in Xuecheng had already died.

The last battle of Syracuse was so tragic, and this time, it was even worse than the last time. More people died.

Ling Chen turned around and looked at Qingyun, "Go!"

Qingyun nodded.

Huo Jingyun's eyes were all red, Zhang Shan and Chen Zhou didn't pull him away, but his blunt sword mechanically waved.

The smell of blood permeates the dead ruins. The piled up corpses were hideous and terrifying, and the strong breath made one almost suffocate.

The few remaining Daxing warriors have forgotten their love for life, their parents who are looking forward to their return home, and their wives who are gradually withering away.

They are already roaring like trapped beasts, wanting to perish with the foe.

Huo Jingyun is in this state.

A large black cavalry swarmed in the distance.

Qingyun yelled at Huo Jingyun: "What's the use of you? You can't save anyone! You can't save Xuecheng! Let's go, get out of here! Xuecheng won't really be taken away by them!"

She and Zhang Shan dragged Huo Jingyun, who was already crazy, and ran forward!

The enemies behind you are getting closer and closer.