Heritage foundry

Chapter 557 Starfire
Although the area where Gongli lived was also within the city, it was actually not connected to any street in the city on the ground.

The high wall divides a city into two worlds.

The people outside the wall are breaking down the wall at this time.

"Boom, boom, boom..." The wooden and stone wall collapsed for a whole section after just a few strokes. Soldiers in neat armor walked past the dilapidated high wall in black, and forced into the Gongli area.

The blade reflected the morning sun, and the murderous aura permeated.

The little old man was silent, his hands were like holding a spear, and he held the wooden stick with the sharpened end in front of him.

Take a step forward and take your knees slightly.

There were still blood and tears on his face, and his hoarse throat was like rubbing against gold and iron, and he shouted:
"kill!"

The crooked body began the last charge in this life, and it may be the first charge.

Few people know the little old man's life experience in the past 29 years. During the short charge, some scenes that only he knows are constantly playing back in the little old man's mind.

Fresh air, bright sunshine, when he was a tall and handsome young man, he was on the way to find his girl, hoping to meet the right girl, and then live with her, just like parents. Live a peaceful, happy and ordinary life for the rest of your life, have children and have children until you sleep peacefully.

However, the gods came down, preached to the world, and the war suddenly broke out. In order to protect his parents and his newly married wife, the little old man became a knight of light, mounted a horse, raised a spear, and fought for life and death on the battlefield.

It may be the regret of the little old man's life that a soldier did not die on the battlefield.

Life in the dark Gongli District lasted for ten years. The little old man thought that he would die miserably after being squeezed out of his last bit of life like other slaves.

But he didn't expect that before he died, he could still see a little bright hope.

Pandora, Xiaohu, live healthy, carry the hope of everyone in Gongli District, and let us live together in the light.

Then, the little old man saw the flickering light of the gun blade in front of him.

Resolutely, he greeted him with his chest, let the blade penetrate his chest, pierced his heart, exhausted his last bit of strength, and pierced the sharpened wooden stick on the soldier's leather armor.

die...

The strange slave, his death-like charge, and the powerful blow he could deliver after his heart was broken, made the soldier who had harvested the life of the little old man slightly stunned. A majestic and vibrant Gongli area.

All the slaves walked towards their huts, as if they were terrified by the death of the little old man.

But no matter whether it was the approaching army or the side of the Redemption Society, they all felt the majesty of that vitality, and they all felt a rising force called hope.

This power is like magma hidden deep in the earth's crust for hundreds of thousands of years.

One by one, with obvious personal style, broken or even garbage modified murder weapons were pulled out from the small shacks.

Already gray-haired, although his actual age is unknown, his appearance is no different from that of an eight or ninety-year-old man.

He still looks relatively young, like a half-old child in his 40s and [-]s.

Even scrawny kids with single-digit ages.

Silently drew out the murder weapon that had been prepared for an unknown amount of time, silently gathered together, silently formed a human wall, and silently blocked the members of the Redemption Society.

"All the slaves belonging to Linjing City, kneel down on both sides of the road immediately, and maybe they will be saved from death!"

The person in charge of the army scolded loudly.

But the slaves remained silent.

The holy light on Sos's body dimmed, slowly disappeared from the surface of Soss' body, and penetrated into Soss' body.

Holding the Dawn Blade in his hand, Sous walked heavily from behind the human wall composed of slaves, step by step, to the front of the human wall.

"Someone died, and more people will die soon. I don't know if I will die, but what I want to do now..."

Sous raised the sword to his chest with both hands, and the blade of the sword, which slowly overflowed with divine light, stood on the side of his head.

"charge!"

Suddenly, Sous turned his wrists with both hands, and the sword standing on the side suddenly turned ninety degrees, and the tip of the sword pointed at the army of Linjing City.

A pure white meteor rose from the ground!

The momentum of the meteor should have gone forever, either burning itself clean at the brightest moment, or piercing through everything, piercing the earth!

But the pure white meteor transformed by Soth penetrated the army formation in an instant, and then returned again.

Sous, who reappeared before the slaves formed the human wall, the holy light wrapped around his body disappeared, and he stood outside the human wall sweating profusely, his hands holding the Dawn Blade trembled slightly.

Without any transition, only with the blessing of the Dawn Blade, he has the level of mysterious life, and Sous is extremely struggling to use the mysterious life.

After a full blow, the whole person was exhausted.

However, fortunately, such a blow is irreplaceable for boosting the morale of the people.

The slaves opened their mouths and let out an angry roar. After the slaves who had been silent for an unknown amount of time, after the first roar, the heart-stirring sound was like after the battle of the orcs, making people's blood boil in an instant.

The skin of Lalong's whole body became hot, and the hot blood in his body kept rushing to his chest.

Laron is a true knight, and at this moment, he wants to fight, and fight heartily.

The wrist was grabbed by the mouse, and Lalong instinctively exerted force, but found that he could not break free.

The mouse was pulled hard by Lalong, and the palm of his hand was already cut with blood by the quasi-mithril body with the sharpness of platinum.

Laron looked back at the mouse.

The mouse looked at Lalong calmly, but deep in his eyes, he was questioning:

"Laron, what do you want? You forgot your identity?"

Lalong took a deep breath, suppressed the fighting spirit in his body, and whispered:
"These slaves, theirs, theirs..."

Laron couldn't find any adjectives to describe the breath he felt from these slaves!

I only know that the existence of that kind of breath can make him forget everything, ignore life and death, and go to fight!
The pace of the slaves is not neat, it can be said to be chaotic.

The speed of the slaves is not fast, it can be said to be slow.

The slaves' weapons were not sharp, they were rotten.

Formation for the slaves, no, no formation for the slaves!

However, the slaves charged forward, charging towards the well-armed, well-formed, and neatly paced army formation.

Sous didn't know if his own words played a role, nor did he know if the little old man's death played a role, and he wasn't even sure if it was the Holy Light triggered by him holding the Dawn Blade.

In short, the slaves burst out with a desperate intention, and without regrets and without return, they launched a doomed charge to the army formation that was destined to fail!
Sous turned his head and shouted loudly:
"What are you waiting for? Go!"

The members of the Redemption Society woke up suddenly. At this time, the slaves had already rushed to the gunpoints of the first row of the army formation.

Blood began to splash, and there was a sound of wailing and cursing, which was also mixed with some kind of chewing sound that made the hairs tremble and bone numb.

Princess slaves have never been regarded as human beings, but the slaves at this time have also forgotten that they are human beings.

Weapons were interrupted, bodies were pierced, and even limbs were cut off, all of which could not stop the progress of these slaves.

Use your nails, your teeth, the infected virus in your body, whether it is contagious or not, use everything to attack and charge.

Then, a miracle happened.

Formed into a well-organized formation, the army with elite weapons and armor retreated steadily under the attack of the slaves.

At this time, members of the Redemption Society followed closely behind and attacked.

A golden-red signal soared into the sky, but it was the person in charge of the army who sent out a signal to find the target.

"Quick, speed up!"

Sous slaughtered these ordinary soldiers, and the Dawn Blade was not stained with blood, but at this moment, his whole body was already drenched in blood.

The red-eyed Sous did not realize that the members of his team were very measured in their actions. No one died under the blade of a weapon. At most, they knocked out the soldiers and made them lose their combat effectiveness.

Zhou Mo stood in the sky above Gongli, watching the battle that obviously should have been one-sided, but in fact it was also one-sided, but the winner and loser were lost.

Johnson's body was covered with a faint holy light, which was undetectable under the sunshine, and stood respectfully behind Zhou Mo.

"In the era of cold weapons, will and morale are the most important conditions affecting local wars."

"Soldiers who are afraid of death can't beat these desperate slaves!"

"Things are interesting, much better than I imagined."

Zhou Mo looked at the bright seed in Soth's body, which was growing crazily and was about to take root. The meaning in his eyes was inexplicable, and the smile at the corner of his mouth was quite gratifying.

"Johnson, go back, don't show up in the near future, and don't let people know that you are still alive until the plan is over."

Johnson bowed respectfully, and then quickly flew in the direction of Platinum City.

In the air, Zhou Mo was the only one left, looking at the members of the Redemption Society who had already highlighted the Gongli area and were quickly moving towards the nearest city gate.

The soldiers who intercepted were completely stunned by the slaves' desperate attack like wild animals. Without the rules, they couldn't stop them even for a moment. This made Zhou Mo frowned and cursed:
"A bunch of trash!"

The figure flashed, and the next moment appeared in front of Mrs. Soraya.

With Zhou Mo's current strength, as long as he remembers a person's breath of origin energy, incarnates as holy light, and passes through the world of origin energy, the corresponding person will appear in front of him in an instant.

However, Zhou Mo appeared at the wrong time.

Mrs. Soraya was half lying on the soft couch in the city lord's office.

Mrs. Soraya's slender and plump legs protruded from the slit dress, right between An Jie'er's slender legs, at the top.

"An Jieer, relax, don't resist, feel the guidance deep in your blood, that is the most precious gift God bestows on women, I really envy you!"

Mrs. Soraya's voice was pleasant with a little mystery, seductive|tempting like a devil, whispering beside Angel's jade-like earlobes.

Zhou Mo pursed his lips, feeling a little parched. He never expected that there was already a violent storm in Linjing City at this time. As the lord of Linjing City, Mrs. Soraya still wanted to play here This lily game.

"Ahem!" Although Zhou Mo didn't mind continuing to appreciate this seductive beauty, time was running out, and as the lord of Linjing City, Soraya had more important things to do.

Zhou Mo's coughing made the two women on the couch stiffen at the same time, and then looked up at Zhou Mo at the same moment.

While Soraya was slightly surprised, a slight smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, and she gave Zhou Mo a charming wink.

As for An Jie'er, she was shocked and then turned into fear. She broke free from Madam Soraya's arms immediately, straightened her clothes as quickly as possible, stood there, lowered her head, her whole body violently Trembling, I don't know if it's shame or hatred.

Mrs. Soraya's long legs gracefully drew a circle on the soft couch, and then sat up just now, twisting her soft and slender waist, showing her most beautiful curves in an instant.

"My lord, how long have you been here? Are you satisfied with the appreciation?" Zhou Mo raised his eyebrows at the words full of teasing.

"An Jie'er is very useful, don't spoil her, or it will interfere with my plan, you know the consequences!" Zhou Mo's voice was flat, without any special tone.

But the content of the words was enough to frighten Soraya.

He stood up, regaining his dignity and respect.

"My lord, you must come here in person. There must be something urgent. Please tell me!" Instantly breaking away from the charm just now, Soraya returned to the shrewd and capable female city lord in a split second.

"Those people from the Redemption Society encouraged the slaves in the Gongli District, defeated the first army to arrive, and fled to the north gate. How about the defense of the north gate? Do you have any arrangements?"

Soraya was shocked to hear that the army was defeated by the slaves.

"how come?"

"Put away your shock, you will have time to understand these things in the future and answer my questions." Zhou Mo's voice became serious.

This made Soraya swallow a sip of incense, and after thinking about it for a while, she revealed a confident expression.

"If your lord is talking about the north gate, please rest assured that the two Platinum Knight squads led by the Bode Knight are stationed there. There are at most a thousand slaves in the Gongli District. No matter how powerful they are, they will definitely surpass them." stay home!"

Hearing Bode was there, Zhou Mo was slightly surprised, and asked:

"Bode didn't go back to Platinum City? I clearly ordered him to go back and think about his past behind closed doors!"

Madam Soraya smiled slightly and said:

"I was the one who stopped the knight of Bod, and thought about this kind of thing behind closed doors. It's not a big deal sooner or later, but a baron in the city fell in love with Bod and wanted to marry his eldest daughter to Bod. This is a lifelong event. We have to settle down and go back.”

Zhou Mo frowned, but said nothing, waved his hand, and said:
"Give me an order to pay all members of the Redemption Society, except the Sous team and the Godslayer, and I don't want to miss any of them."

"As for the Sous team and the Godslayer, drive them into the city, it's time for Angel to play!"

(End of this chapter)