The Throne Under the Starry Sky Chapter 35: Newborn Pitchfork (Part 2)
"What should we do now, cargo friend." Danny Stewart asked without any idea,
"Watch others fighting, then don't die." Jonah replied indifferently, waving his staff and knocking down a sneaky skirmisher. The soldier was hit **** the head and fainted sharply. In the past, the astrologer suddenly remembered something, and used Sila Fauna’s tip to poke off the soldier’s armor leaf and tore off his coat.
"What are you going to do, cargo friend, cargo friend, friend." The Stewart man cried out in a panic, unconsciously put his arms around his little chest, and looked at the teenager beside him with fear, about I am happy: "I am not a ghoul or a pervert. I just look at the tattoos on them. You see, every soldier in the Brotherhood will have a red two-headed bird tattoo. I don't know where it is... …Oh, yes."
A crimson bird tattoo appeared on the trapezius muscle part between the neck and shoulders. Jonah thoughtfully said: "But I always think there is a difference between a tattoo and a tattoo. How do you say it? There are two types of tattoos, representing different classes...just a guess."
"I don't understand what you are talking about." Danny said dullly,
"Actually, I don't even know it myself." The astrologer shook his head, "Someone is here, be careful not to die."
Twenty guerrillas who were disintegrated in the "nuclear trident" attack rushed over with swords and guns, yelling in unintelligible language, and dark-haired, yellow-skinned faces with hideous expressions. , Danny said angrily: "Don't underestimate the best cooks, sailors, porters, surveyors, and warriors in the endless sea of sand. I can take care of these unknown men with just a pair of fists." He carefully put down the big leather bag and carried it. He raised his sleeves and greeted him with a roar in the inexplicable East Mainland Common Language,
The sound of fists smashing bones sounded crisply. As Danny said, the hand-to-hand combat skills of one of Admiral Fein Stewart’s seven companions, the Grand Master Boxer Mykonos, are indeed true. Sharp, even though he didn't have the strength to exude vindictiveness, one soldier after another fell under a heavy iron fist, the sword did not touch Danny's flying white robe, "How about it, cargo friend." This guy twisted triumphantly. Turning back to show off the results, almost cut off the tip of the nose with a big axe,
Jonah did not respond. He watched the battle coldly. The soldiers should be infantry from the Suiyang City Defense Army. They used almost the same swords, marksmanship and footwork. Only one helmet hung dark yellow feathers. The guy who looks like a low-level officer is slightly different. This guy hides among the soldiers in a low-key manner, quietly approaching Danny Stewart, and the short sword held in the backhand stabbed out like a poisonous snake.
"Be careful, Danny." The astrologer yelled, "It's still early." Out of the corner of the eyes of the Stewart male, Yu Guang early saw the attack, and both fists went up and down to clamp the opponent's sword in his hand. In the center, the sturdy and powerful arm rotated like a meat grinder, and twisted the officer’s wrist with a click. The severe pain of dislocation made the officer’s forehead beaded with sweat, but he snorted and flew up and attacked. Danny made a pop on the head. He didn't check the result of the battle. He only took the opportunity of the opponent's defense to pull away and fly back. At the same time, his right fist hits his left palm hard, and the joints automatically reset with a crisp sound.
"Catch him." Jonah jumped up and rushed towards the melee. Danny was stunned for a second. The officer had already sneaked into the crowd. After turning back several times, he rushed out of the battlefield towards Suiyang City. The two partners wanted to chase, but they were dragged by the soldiers who rushed forward, "Damn it." The astrologer viciously attacked the shield warrior who was in the way.
"Who is that." Exhaled and smashed an enemy into the air. Danny looked at the gradually swollen red marks on his right arm, his face was surprised, that kind of legwork was very sharp, if not in time If you are defensive, you will definitely be knocked down, but it is strange that no martial arts in the whole continent has such a simple and direct attack technique. The uncle of the deck sailor on "Bactria's Wind" understands the fighting techniques of the world. , But I have never demonstrated this condensed legwork to the extreme,
Jonah said annoyed: "I don’t know who it is. Like I said, there seem to be two kinds of people in the Brotherhood. Those kinds of people seem to have very strange abilities. Alright...I blame you, you are too slow to react."
"It's my ass." Danny angrily said, "After the women, do you even look down on me, as the best sailor and chef in the endless sea of sand..."
The khaki-colored cherry blossoms were fluttering in the wind, and the junior officers ran at the same speed at the 800-meter race, trying to balance their breathing. There was tingling pain in his wrist. He frowned deeply and cursed secretly in English. , As soon as they meet, remove the knuckles that hold the knife, and if nothing happens to defend against the full-powered high-whip legs, are all people in this world a monster, but a smile gradually appeared on the corner of his mouth, and the target was confirmed at close range just now, that The candidate who caused an uproar in the Southern Continent and received considerable attention in the "Leviathan" did appear here. This is a credit that can make the project manager admirable. The next thing to do is very simple, as long as you don't let this character die, You can be promoted in the "world" and in reality at the same time,, anyway, everyone has only one chance to enter the "world" to obtain a role identity. This is also the troublesome part of the task,
Seven years of military training let him know how to adjust his breathing during strenuous exercise and reduce physical exertion. A yard away from the battle group makes his mood lighter. The tragic killing of seventy people in an instant just now The explosion left him with lingering fears. In the face of the terrifying power comparable to the 227mm caliber m270 rocket launcher, luck is the most important factor in survival, right? Yes, he is a lucky person. Just continue...
Thinking paused, his expression stiffened in the temperatureless sunlight, like a cold wax statue, the last move before he lost consciousness, he slowly stretched out his hands, wanting to hold the silver riding through his chest The gun, an apologetic male voice came from his ear: "Sorry, it is shameful to attack behind, but the deserter with his back to the battlefield cannot apply the virtues of the knight. May the Lord God Sheila forgive you and our sins. Sooner or later, we Will meet again in the heaven on the cloud."
Elliott’s eyes showed sorrow, his left hand drew the crescent-shaped stigma of the lord Sheila, his right hand drew out the lance, the blood spurted out from the wound, and took away the officer’s last bit of strength. , He thumped and fell to the ground. This cruel, beautiful and miraculous world revolved away. What awaited him was the cold real world, and the sad fact that he lost his role identity and could no longer rise in the "Leviathan".
The rose knight threw off the blood drop from the tip of the gun, hung the lance on the saddle, raised his faceplate and scanned the smoky battlefield. He knew that his partners could deal with these enemies, and his duty was to eliminate all factors of instability. Eliminating the possibility of summoning reinforcements from his infancy, the unknown commander used a strange long-handled weapon to give himself some trouble, but he is not a respectable opponent, and firm conviction is the supreme program of knight warfare. , A person who fumbles and tries to escape will not be able to win,
"What's your name, knight." With a lance still in his throat, Elliott looked at the commander lying on the ground from above zero.
Chu Feng coughed up a mouthful of blood and laughed madly: "I don't understand what you are saying, you freak without legs... The curse of the undead system, even if it kills me a hundred times..."
The tip of the gun pierced the skin lightly, and the commander of this battle lost his life.
No one has seen everything Elliott has done. The buddies of the new pitchfork are fighting each other, but everyone’s heart is filled with a heavy trust, knowing that the buddies will take care of each other’s backs so that they can Focusing on the battle in front of you, the Thebes team slowly rotates, and the battle of the three female fighters has reached a critical moment.
Hannah Stewart switched the "Admiral" back to the rapid-fire mode, while dodge the flying arrows with a series of rolls, while firing at the bottom plate of the Thebes at high speed, the hot barrage swept across the shield warrior’s With legs and feet, four or five fighters had no time to put down their shields for defense. They screamed and fell while clutching their feet. The Saints immediately lowered their defenses and vomited the injured fighters into a smaller and more condensed ellipse. Although the blue water dragon had a strong defensive ability, But the flight speed is very slow, unable to effectively resist the flexible projectile attack,
Hanna pulled the trigger and kept firing in a low posture. Suddenly, her thumb moved her thumb to adjust her rate of fire. She shot the barrel from bottom to top with her left hand, spit out a string of flames towards the sky, and then clicked her thumb to continue the low orbit coverage shooting. , "Two spearmen exchange shields, low-to-medium defensive posture, and the attack magic is not good yet." The commander yelled, but the fire magician could not speak. The orange fireball is condensing in the air,
The bullets blasted on the shield with a blast of ping-pong-pong, and the shield infantry could feel the heavy impact of each projectile, hitting the steel shield like a hammer, and the hand holding the shield was numb. Fortunately, The Saints of Thebes provide strong support behind them. As long as you stick to it, that hateful woman in red will run out of bullets one day. This shield infantry thinks so, trying to protect his body and feet with a shield. This time and space There was a slight whistling, a mosquito-like black curtain fell from the sky, rustling in the crowd, splashing raindrops of hot blood, bullets shot into the helmet, through the eye sockets, wringing the shield infantry's brain into a paste, to the dead. For a moment he did not think where this offensive would come from,
"Wow." The defensive system of the Thebes team collapsed. A dozen infantrymen fell to the ground. Hannah Stewart secretly launched a high-parabolic projectile into the sky. No one thought of these drawings. The bullets with hump-shaped arcs will be delayed for more than ten seconds before appearing overhead. Defense cannot take care of the sky and the earth at the same time.
The perimeter defense was chaotic, the rotation stopped, and the fragile core of the Thebes was revealed. The commander and the fire magician stared at the opposite woman. The water magician mobilized the water dragon to block the upcoming attack. ,
Hannah Stewart clicked the big gun and replaced it with the thickest barrel. "The highest output... the ghost bullet." The six vents ejected five yards of white steam pillars, and the recoil pushed the red. The beautiful woman’s feet plowed the ground, and the light illuminates the pretty cheeks of Stewart’s contemporary patriarch Furui Bubo,