Raider of the Red Storm

The battle in the south of Cangdao City was like a physical collision. There was no false head, they collided and fought and shouted. It didn't take long for the battle to be very intense, and the bright red color soon permeated the entire Great Emperor.These Celtic warriors faced an enemy outnumbered by their own, and showed their good qualities, without the slightest timidity.Resilient and entangled with them, the war intensified like this.

One side is the longing to seize the city, all the humiliation of relatives and land is accumulated on him, and he is eager to take this Cangdao City back to his embrace!One side is the desire to invade and vent all the resentment accumulated in the city for many days.More land needs them to occupy and plunder, the so-called justice and evil, only victory and defeat.

The noisy battlefield lasted until the end, only the sound of wailing and the sound of chiseling knives and guns into the flesh. The god of death happily reaped the souls of the harvesters on this dark red land.

"Brothers, wave your weapons and teach these guys a lesson. As long as we push them back, we have won this victory. The hardships of so many days are worth it. We cannot tolerate the enemy on our land. Wanton destruction, especially these damn beards, their filth disgusts me! Throw them all out of our land." Lugus roared loudly.

Mahled swung the big sword in his hand with anger on his face, chopped the bearded beards in front of them to pieces, and shouted: "Brothers, it's these damn beards who wantonly abused us on our land!" Our families! These damn bastards should go to hell, not live on this world, let us use our weapons, take back our land, and drive all these damn beards back to their hometowns, for glory, for Family, brothers, let's go..."

"Glory! Glory!"

"Glory! Glory!" Although these hissing shouts

Morale, but the voices of all the soldiers were broken. As expected, the momentum was like a rainbow, which was as high as a mountain.

Those Mullin bearded people came to vent their grievances accumulated for many days. They didn't expect these Celts and Germans to be so powerful. In the situation of the other party, there is still a feeling of being in a downward trend. Aziz must not let this momentum continue. He drew his knife and pointed at the most aggressive place ahead, and shouted: "Capture the enemy first, capture the king, and kill those Kyle Let me catch the leader of the Tes, tonight is the time for us to make achievements, repel these Celtic monkeys, and the Black Stone will be flat for us.”[

"Our enemy of Murin, use our sabers to attack!" Aziz shouted again.

After being stimulated by Aziz, the soldiers on Mullin's side suddenly rushed towards Lugus's position as if they had taken a stimulant, and immediately formed a group. The advance troops of Lugus and others I only felt the pressure suddenly increase, and countless Mullin beards surrounded them.

Lugus and Maled were fiercer than each other. Facing such a tragic situation, they could not back down. Instead, they launched a counterattack against the enemy even more fiercely. The stalemate battle became more and more fierce. Torn apart once, then trampled on, life seems very humble and worthless at this moment.

The centurion with the scar on his face was very anxious when he saw his lord being ruled by the gang, and shouted: "Brothers, what should we do if these bearded men are attacking our lord Lugus? "

"Attack! Attack!"

"Pierce the assholes of these bastards with a big knife in your hand and kick them back to their hometowns, these goddamn beards!"

"Master Claude, shouldn't we express something? Don't be underestimated by these Mullin beards. I have long wanted to teach these damn beards a lesson, rude barbarians!" Quentin howled, With a look of excitement, he slammed into the opposite enemy.

"Yeah, Lord Claude, let's go and teach these damn beards a lesson. Our land needs us to protect, our family needs us to win. It is destined to be a tragedy for these Mullin's beards to come here. !” Sam also shouted triumphantly.

After finding out the attitude of the brothers, the centurion named Claude waved his hand and shouted: "Brothers, it is time to make contributions, let us go and fight for our Lu Master Gus increased his momentum and taught these damn beards a lesson. Brothers, wave the weapons in our hands and charge after me! Aim in front of Lord Rugus, break the enemy's formation, and use the big swords in our hands Vent our anger fiercely, wash away our humiliation with the blood of the enemy, and expel these damn beards from our land, brothers charge!"

"Charge! Charge!"

"For our Celtic habitat, drive all these beasts back to the desert! Celtic!" Claude shouted again.

"Enemy! Enemy!"

Anything involving hometown and relatives will always lead to great failures. At the moment when Claude put his hometown on the stage, the crowd became excited in an instant, and the Celtic warriors screamed, I can't wait to scatter my blood on this earth now, use my flesh and blood to cast the strongest barrier and build the safest harbor for the family members behind me.

With a loud shout, Centurion Claude led his centurion and rushed towards the area where the enemy was most fierce.In a big battle, these centurions are not allowed to attack and disrupt the formation without permission. Fortunately, Claude and the others belong to Lugus's escort, and they are going to support at this moment, and the others are not too aggressive In response, a centurion quickly replaced their positions and rushed forward.

The Xuanhua ax in Claude's hand is like a huge door panel, every time he swings it, it will make a dull sound. He is like a strong grizzly bear, beating the enemy in front of him fiercely, and he is like a The arrows were so sharp that they tore through the enemy's defense fiercely. Under the leadership of Claude, the centurion ruthlessly penetrated into the enemy's interior and rushed towards the place where Lugus was. [

The lone army in the besieged place made them dangerous. Countless axes and hooks fought desperately in front of them, but these Celtic warriors were unambiguous, waving their weapons to fight back fiercely.A long sword was about to plunge into Quentin's heart from behind. Sam noticed this scene, and suddenly slammed into the bearded Mullin, throwing him down, and the long sword in his hand pierced his throat like this. He yelled at Quentin: "I said that I want you to live well. If you die at this time, who will I find for revenge!"