The arrow arrow in­jects the sound

The arrow arrow in­jects the sound in flesh and blood to be es­pe­cially grat­ing, how many melt god cav­al­ries' in archers the side is by huge crowd was killed, my also moral na­ture se­cretly feels ner­vous, the per­son who I kill are many, can a tac­ti­cal sit­u­a­tion in strength of re­verse en­tire every book city one­self? Per­haps can­not, their peo­ple be too many.
Dream Yao is rais­ing the Lady Wa stone, kills the enemy sword blade edge dis­patch­ing, but on the small cheek too many smil­ing faces, a face had not wor­ried ob­vi­ously said: „Elder brother, this is not good, 2000 peo­ple of most over 1 hour did not have.”
I know, ac­tu­ally can only con­tinue town Yue Dao to sweep away the anger to chop in the crowd, the but­ter­fly sword wraps cut­ting that the sharp knife blade spa­tial spin is spread­ing across, hav­ing my in­te­gral valve to rise sud­denly.
Un­know­ingly nearly 20 min­utes passed by, 2000 + melt god cav­al­ries who I lead also only re­main­ing 1200 +, at this mo­ment, the south­ern fire god moun­tain range di­rec­tion hears war cries sud­denly, the dense and nu­mer­ous crowds kill from fire Shen­shan, looked at the past from afar, at least 10 W per­son au­di­ences, and ID pre­fixes on these player top of the heads the bright red Five-Starred Red Flag, was being a per­son on one's own side!
My moral na­ture trem­bles, was al­most moved must to cry, at this time are also some peo­ple un­ex­pect­edly will­ing to reen­force every book city that creakied?
„Broth­ers, aids!”
The but­ter­fly sword belt leaves to ride the wind to cut the ray to break out the crowd, leads 1200 + melt god cav­al­ries aid­ing that rushes ahead to south, the peo­ple whole body is bathed in blood, to was un­able mis­er­ably the mis­er­able sit­u­a­tion, but, sev­eral swords­man grasp the sword as be­fore, holds up the [Zhan Long] war flag, the war flag class goods is not adding the at­tribute, is purely to dis­tin­guish clearly the camp and in­spi­ra­tion morale, these peo­ple were la­bo­ri­ous.
Breaks the crowd, wel­comed that mo­ment of sub­sidiary troops, I ac­tu­ally had a scare, brings the per­son who the human reen­forced im­pres­sively is the milk that the dark horse MM vi­o­lent of all-star game walked, she was rid­ing a white warhorse, was grasp­ing the long sword, led six palace cos­met­ics with its one crowd of al­lies from fire god up and down dri­ving straight ahead north, killed thor­oughly the block­ade of iron skull city Amer­i­can player with an im­pulse.
„Pre­pares to turn around, kills!” My order, si­mul­ta­ne­ously looked that to milk that the vi­o­lent walks, said with a smile: „Milk, un­ex­pect­edly is you!”
The iron skull city knight who a milk Jian­feng rev­o­lu­tion that the vi­o­lent walks mas­sacres a pur­suit, said with a smile: „Wants you to think that is who? You think that Q Sword, Jian Feng Han and Fang Geque these peo­ple will waste the main mil­i­tary strength to reen­force your every book city? Don't for­get, they want to com­pete for the coun­try to fight in­te­gral MVP, the na­ture good steel to use on the knife edge, de­fended a city in Tian Ling Em­pire most gains the in­te­gral!”
I think her: „How you also come.”
„Thinks the ally!”
„Good, six palace cos­met­ics al­lies have not in­ter­locked, how many peo­ple have you brought?”
„Scrapes, al­to­gether has col­lected about the 21 W per­son, but is not all the way peace­ful, bumps into the meet­ing en­gage­ment one after an­other, has hung about 30%, heard that your every book city soon couldn't de­fend?”