Raider of the Red Storm

"Quentin, you bastard, cheer me up, beat that grandson hard, don't let him be aggressive!"

"Sam, I put all my money on you. If you dare to lose to me, you don't even want to drink this month! You must win for me..."

"Come on Quentin!"

"Sam beat me hard..."

In the field, two shirtless men wrestled together, and a group of soldiers formed a circle and shouted and cheered together.One of the people in the battle kicked the opponent away and cursed: "Quentin, you bastard, you can't beat me, you should quickly admit defeat. And Claude, even if I win, we won't win." Alcohol, this is a battlefield. If Master Lugus finds out, your butt will not be able to lie down and sleep for a month, haha..."

Just when Sam was complacent, the guy called Quentin rolled on the spot and jumped at Sam, grabbed his feet and tripped him, and the whole person just twisted his legs and grabbed Sam. Facing the opponent's arm, the addition of fists and feet quickly subdued Sam to the ground.He laughed loudly and said, "Is that all you have, Sam? It's useless except for your mouth. Hurry up and surrender, or I'll break your arm!"

"You damn bastard, you can break Lao Tzu's arm if you have the ability! Ah... ah... Quentin, you bastard!" Sam just wanted to speak harshly, when he was twisted and yelled.

"Sam, you are too embarrassing to me, so you lose like this?"

"My blue is gone, damn it!" [

"Sam, you'd better surrender!" Quentin grabbed him and shouted triumphantly. As a soldier, what he likes most is the feeling of being under the spotlight at this moment.So he enjoyed the thrill of this moment very much. He was able to subdue the enemy, so he was not in a hurry to end the battle. The so-called broken arm of Pao Ze, who was fighting together, was nothing more than some scaring tricks.

"Oh, ouch... Quentin, you bastard, let me go! I surrendered..." Sam groaned strangely.

The farce ended amidst the noise and boos of the crowd. After Quentin let go of Sam, the two immediately hugged each other, beating each other's back hard, and the knocking sounded continuously.

"Haha, you two should stop making out here, it's time to break up!" One person joked, and suddenly the group of people burst into laughter!

"Boom boom boom..." The rapid drumbeat sounded immediately, and the rapid rhythm only made everyone's blood surge.

The crowd looked at each other, not knowing what was going on, and one shouted: "What's going on? Could it be that there was an enemy attack? Otherwise, why would the drum be played at night?"

"Everyone line up, ready to fight! Mullinbeard is coming to the battalion!" A messenger galloped past shouting loudly.

"What's the matter, these beards dare to fight over?"

"Stop nagging you guys, put on your armor and array quickly, and let us teach these bastards a lesson!"

"Understood, boss! Just wait and see how we can teach these beards a lesson!" During the conversation, the frolicking Celtic warriors all put on their armor, held weapons under the command of the centurion, and stood in line to wait. step by step instructions.Sam turned to Quentin and said, "Hey, you've grown stronger lately, I'll have to compete with you after this battle is over. It's a shame to lose to you today..."

"I advise you not to fight with me, no matter how much you fight, you will end up being beaten by me." Quentin grinned triumphantly.

The centurion was a burly man with a long scar on his face, and he was carrying a huge Xuanhua axe, looking at the chaotic soldiers below, he was a little displeased, and shouted: "Be quiet!" The humming and howling continued, and these guys finally became a little quieter.

"Haven't you been complaining that these Mullin guys are like a tortoise? This tortoise finally crawled out of his tortoise shell tonight. It's time to prove your bravery. Whoever is on the battlefield Get overwhelmed by these guys, don't fucking come back to me, our Celtic brothers can't afford to lose this man, pick up the guy in his hand, and give me a hello to these beards, let them Knowing how powerful we are, we Celts are the enemy! The enemy!" The centurion raised his ax and shouted loudly, raising the morale of his soldiers again and again.

"Enemy! Enemy!" Everyone also shouted!

"Stand up your chests, raise the weapons in your hands, and vent your anger fiercely. The enemy is right in front of you, knock them down!" the centurion shouted again. [

"Down with them! Down with them!" The morale gradually exploded under the encouragement again and again.These Celtic soldiers screamed excitedly holding the weapons in their hands, wishing to tear those Mullin guys into pieces.

"Moo!" The dull horn buzzed.Their centurion followed the big team and moved forward slowly.When these Celtic teams and the remnants of Germanic County confronted these Mullin beards, they saw a steady stream of people, and in the crowd of people waving the Mullin flag high, the majestic sheep Camel rides stand in front.

"Oh my god, how many people are here, are they going to fight us to the death?"

"I don't know, it's probably at least twice as big as ours. Could it be that these guys have pulled all the teams out of the city? These Mullin beards are really crazy." The tense and exciting atmosphere filled everyone around, making Their hearts beat faster, their blood boiled over and over again in their bodies, and the battle was imminent.

The two sides looked at each other from a distance, without any negotiation, Lugus shouted: "Celtic enemy!" Shouts came from behind.There was another loud "attack", and all the teams moved forward, waving their weapons and walking from one step to the next. The faster and faster progress made the whole land start to thump.Quentin could already see the expressions on the bearded faces.The nervousness made him grab the weapon in his hand vigorously, a trace of sweat oozed from his palm and wet the weapon, at this moment he couldn't stop even if he wanted to, the team behind him was like a torrent, so he could only keep going The faster, the straight road hits the opposite team.

"Quentin, pay attention! You must survive, I am still waiting to seek revenge from you!" Sam suddenly shouted at Quentin.

Hearing Sam's words, Quentin smiled knowingly, and shouted, "I'm waiting for you!"

"Oh!"

The violent impact caused the two teams to slam into each other suddenly, raising a cloud of dust. Without seeing it with my own eyes, I couldn't feel the impact of the tens of thousands of people fighting with weapons.No matter how powerful anyone is, they are insignificant in this frenzy of flesh and blood. If you want to survive, you can only attack and attack again, and kill all the enemies in front of you!

War is like a huge meat grinder. Since it started, it has to drink blood before it can stop.

Sam and Quentin were like a speck of duckweed thrown into this big pool of blood without even a single ripple.