World of Warcraft: Foreign Realm Domination Chapter 92: The glory of the warrior, not blasphemy
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After killing all the light cavalry and light infantry, Xiao Yu stopped attacking and took a group of Orc(s) buddies to sit on the edge of the field to rest. Even with Orc(s)'s physical strength, he was always tired of carrying this huge log.
After watching Xiao Yu kill all the light cavalry and light infantry, he took a rest and took a rest with impunity. The commander of Grim Reapers infantrymen had red eyes like a rabbit at this time.
He knows that Xiao Yu has no fear, only Grim Reapers infantrymen is left, and there is no threat to the other party at all. If you chase, they will run, and you will be exhausted, and finally the physical strength will drop, and the other party will just fight back.
Now, Grim Reapers infantrymen is already equivalent to a piece of meat on a chopping board, just waiting for someone to slaughter.
The commander turned his head to look around, looking at the meat and blood everywhere, and then looked up at the sky again, without a word for a long time, failure, a huge failure.
Grim Reapers infantrymen has never failed like this since its formation.
They are the arrogant sons of heaven, they are the most heroic warriors, they are invincible, and the blood of the most proud is flowing in their bodies, the blood of real human warriors.
They cannot afford such failure.
The commander looked at the five hundred Grim Reapers infantrymen in front of him and saw the same thing in their eyes. It was a decisive touch. It was the dignity of a warrior whose glory was more important than life.
The commander suddenly showed a relief smile. He looked at the infantry and said with a very light voice: "It is my honor to be able to fight with you all. The defeat of this battle is my responsibility, it is me I am sorry everyone for the failure of the command. Now, we are in a situation of inevitable defeat. We now have two options. First, choose to admit defeat and save our lives. In the future, we will still be the envy of Grim Reapers infantrymen, but our Life is still there, but glory is no longer. Second, giving up to protect us is also a drag on our shields, fighting desperately, giving up our lives, and defending our final glory with our blood. Those who are willing to admit defeat, can now leave the queue, I do n’t Blame you, it was my mistake that led to the defeat of this battle. Those who are willing to defend the final honor of Grim Reapers infantrymen with me, now put down your shields, pick up the sickle in your hands, and fight with me for the last battle, a battle The battle to defend our glory. The glory of Grim Reapers infantrymen cannot be blasphemy. "
When the commander said the last sentence, the expression on his face was solemn and his waist was straight, like a javelin. It seemed that no one in the world could knock him down.
Hearing this commander ’s words, in all Grim Reapers infantrymen ’s eyes, there is no sorrow, no fear, no retreat, and some are just a stubborn determination to defend dignity.
They are the arrogant sons of heaven, they are the most heroic warriors, they are invincible, and the blood of the most proud is flowing in their bodies, the blood of real human warriors.
So, they can die, but they cannot be without glory. Losing glory, they lost everything.
"The glory of Grim Reapers infantrymen cannot be blasphemy." All Grim Reapers infantrymen shouted together. Immediately afterwards, they all dropped the heavy shields that bound them in their hands, threw them underground, and raised the black death scythe that symbolized them.
No one quits, no one has fear, cowardice, or hesitation in their eyes. The glorious blood in their bodies makes them choose to fight, but never choose to admit defeat.
In their dictionary, they can't find these two words, they can be destroyed, but they can't be defeated. This is the real Grim Reapers infantrymen.
Seeing this scene, both the audience outside and the Orc(s) in the field stood up slowly, watching these soldiers wearing black armor with a solemn eye.
At this moment, they once again proved to everyone that they are Grim Reapers infantrymen and that they are the most powerful fighters of the Principality of Kahn. In their lives, they are not allowed to fail again.
“Duke Xiao, I admit that I lost this game. Your commanding art makes me feel inferior and shameful. However, as a true warrior, we will not admit defeat, nor will we wait and die, we are the most proud The warriors will always be. Now, I formally challenge you, we have removed the shield protection, and we must fight against your Orc(s) warrior, because the glory of Grim Reapers infantrymen cannot be blasphemed. Would you like to accept my positive challenge? "
The commander rode on the horse, looked at Xiao Yu fervently and said solemnly.
Xiao Yu has already stood up, paying attention to this real knight, full of respect in his heart, this is the real knight. The chivalrous spirit of mankind has not been completely wiped out. In this world, there is still a real knight.
Although the opponent is his enemy, it still does not prevent him from showing respect to the opponent.
"Okay, I am willing to accept your challenge. Can I know your name before the decisive battle begins?" At this moment, Xiao Yu hopes to know the name of this knight. Because he knew that after this duel, the knight would not survive. He was ready to scrub his failure with blood.
"My name, Rance Lot, High Knight of the Duchy of Kahn." The commander said with a serious expression and at the same time very proudly. His name represents his family, that is his pride, the glory of his family, not blasphemous.
"Okay, I will remember your name, Rance Lot, you won my respect. Whether it is Orc(s) or Grim Reapers infantrymen, they are the most heroic fighters. Today, we can have opponents like each other. Our honor. At the very least, we died in the hands of real opponents, not in the mean night. In order to have opponents like you, we will definitely go all out. "Xiao Yu right hand Put it on your chest, then lift it high towards Rance Lott, pay tribute to the Duke's etiquette team Rance Lott.
Rance Lott also left his fist to caress his chest and lowered his head slightly to show respect for the Duke Xiao Yu.
Orc(s)s are all standing behind Xiao Yu at this time, looking at this Rance Lot, and the 500 Grim Reapers infantrymen behind him, there is also a respect in their eyes.
Orc(s) is the race that always values glory and blood, and true warriors can always be respected by them. Today, these Grim Reapers infantrymens won their support with action. In fact, now Xiao Yu can't take them for the time being, they can choose to admit defeat, but they don't. They are soldiers. The mission of a soldier is only victory. If there is no victory, then there is only blood. This is the real warrior.
"Grim Reapers infantrymen soldiers, wield your scythe and follow me as you charge. You are heavy infantry and have never launched a charge. Today, this is your first charge, and it will be the last one, let We use our blood and sickle to prove our glory. The glory of Grim Reapers infantrymen cannot be blasphemy. "Rance Lot held his knight sword high and shouted loudly.
“Orc(s) soldiers, Orc ’s bravery will always shine on the whole continent. You are the most brave fighters. In the face of these respectable opponents, you can only be as good as you have respect for the warriors. This is a show The duel between the warriors, no matter whose blood is spilled on the ground, we are the most brave warriors. For the totem of Orc, for the compatriots of Orc, for Thrall, charge. "Xiao Yu waved the Tang sword in his hand, his face There is no longer the usual cynicism, leading the Orc(s) to launch a charge with a huge log.
The duel between the two sides is the real beginning at this moment.
The performance of both sides has won the respect of the other side. Xiao Yu's brilliant command art, the bravery of the Orc(s) warrior, has been recognized by Grim Reapers infantrymen, and the spirit of Grim Reapers infantrymen abandoning life for glory has also won the respect of Orc(s).
This moment is a battle between two real warriors.
The shouting is full of the Colosseum at this moment. The solemn, agitated, dead-back attitude has infected all the audience outside the venue.
There was no applause, no noise, no cry, some, but everyone ’s eyes quietly looked at the Colosseum, the soldier who wielded the black death scythe gave up the shield he relied on, and turned towards the other. Charged.
This is destined to be a battle filled with blood, and if Xiao Yu does not choose to shake with the opponent, he still has many ways to defeat the opponent with less casualties.
However, for such a warrior, only a warrior's battle to deal with it is a real warrior.
Sometimes, Xiao Yu is a rogue, but his heart is not lacking in passion and blood, otherwise, there is only strategy, and the army without blood is never the best one.
Such troops lack blood, and warriors without blood are not warriors.
A violent collision is like a collision between two comets. The Grim Reapers infantrymen without the protection of a solid shield faced the impact of a huge log, and was directly flew out. The blood spewed out of the mouth, staining the black armor on his body.
The Grim Reapers infantrymen, who came from the charge, reached the front of Orc(s), brandished a huge sickle in his hand, and immediately cut off the strong body of Orc(s).
Orc(s) ’s logs have obvious advantages and disadvantages. At long distances, they are absolutely invincible. If the other party cannot get close, they will be smashed directly.
However, if you are approached by the opponent, it is equivalent to losing your weapon. You can only use your hands to shake the opponent.
Many Grim Reapers infantrymen knew that even wearing heavy armor, they would not have much protection against the impact of this huge log, so they simply took off the thick armor and just charged up with a huge sickle.
Cruel.
Blood is splashing, minced meat is flying, every moment there are people falling, there are death infantry, and there are Orc(s).
Scramble.
The Death Infantry and Orc(s) are completely entangled, and they are really melee, killing each other with all possible means.
There are five hundred infantry infantry and more than five hundred Orc(s) soldiers. The Orc(s) warrior is said to be the best warrior on the mainland, and the Death Infantry is said to be an unbreakable human heavy infantry.
Both sides lack neither courage, courage, nor blood. Such a battle is cruel and unusual, and it can also be weeping.
Grim Reapers infantrymen, knowing that their advantage would be lost if they abandoned the shield, knowing that once the formation is disbanded, they will definitely not be the opponent of Orc(s).
However, they chose to fight. Because, Xiao Yu's strategy has forced them to leave only this way.
The cries of battle range from fierce to violent, to tragic, and finally to tragic and tragic. Grim Reapers infantrymen single battle is definitely not an opponent of Grunt.
Especially, the other party also occupies logs to restrain their weapons.
As long as a Orc(s) pulls away and smashes, bumps, or sweeps with logs, they are simply difficult to get close to.
So, from the beginning, they have been destined to a tragic ending, but this is the ending they want. They don't think this is a tragedy, this is their glory.
Only their blood can prove their glory, and they can wash away the fact that they have no victory.
The remaining Grim Reapers infantrymen is less than fifty, but they still wield huge scythes and fight until they all die.
As long as there is one person left, they will not end the battle.
There are no two Orc(s) soldiers who are going to round up a death infantry. Although Orc(s) has also been scarred and has suffered a lot of deaths and injuries, they still respect their opponents and let them use a fair chance of death.
Rance Lott no longer knows who died under. Now, only a few Grim Reapers infantrymens are still fighting desperately.
Several Orc(s)'s eyes were firm, waving giant trees, or scythes picked up from the ground, fighting with each other, without the moan of death, only the roar of fear.
The last few Grim Reapers infantrymen also fell one after another. When the last person was also spurting blood from the mouth of the giant wood, his eyes looked at the sky, and a smile appeared on his face.
Xiao Yu knew what he was laughing, he was laughing that he finally defended his glory with his life.
Everything is over. In the end, the Colosseum fought a fierce battle. However, Xiao Yu's face was not joyful, and some were just sad.
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Honor, blood, this is what Xiao Sa wants to write. Whether it is Orc(s) or human beings, as long as they are heroic warriors, there is absolutely no lack of blood and glory. When writing this chapter, I have been listening to the sacred war music. Everyone can listen to it when they are free, and it is full of blood.
Little Sa would like to change four times, but nothing more. The following plot has to be turned, so think about it, and writing a book is really a headache. Many readers say that you will die if you update a few more chapters, and it will really die. Little Sa has always had a headache recently. Moreover, a lot of things happened recently, all kinds of sadness, and being able to stick to writing has been very difficult.