Augustus Under the Horseshoe

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The picture of sharp blade tearing flesh and blood is beautiful and beautiful. The sound of horses' hoofs smashing the earth shakes the earth.

The twins, all covered in blood, turned their heads to slaughter the green-skinned army that came up in the second wave, and set off a **** storm with broken limbs and meat. Along with the increase in the number of enemies killed, the speed of the two of them wielding sharp blades is as fast as lightning.

Accompanied by a loud roar, the four hearts inside the two sisters' bodies beating more and more frequently. The violent, scarlet blood was washing their six limbs back and forth at an incredible speed. An aura of killing to the utmost horror, also rising steadily centered on the two!

I saw that Christina’s smooth and white human skin quickly turned into a shocking rouge color. A pair of ruby-like magnificent and beautiful eyes burned a substantial blood flame, making the heroic chieftain full of blood. Created a special beauty that is strange and wild.

And Christian, the light brown skin full of exotic style, seemed to be torn apart by the hand of death, cracking into scars of terrible blood, exposing a long river of hot, sticky blood that looked like molten slurry.

Drops of red, **** sweat slowly oozes out the breathtaking strange skins of the two sisters. Almost instantly, they are vaporized by the hot body surface temperature, dancing, circling, and screaming to form a terrifying blood. The mist rushed straight into the sky like wolf smoke!

"Roar!!!"

The rouge horse is like a scarlet storm, wielding a sharp and unparalleled metal sword, slaying the side of a big orc, and cutting him in two! The wound break is as smooth as a mirror.

Christian smashed the bridge of the nose of the second big man with a shield, and when the other party was covering his face and howling, a sword cut open the other's throat, and the sisters finally killed the giant Titan on the right side of the head. Looking up at the behemoth the size of a hill, they couldn't help feeling despair in their hearts.

In front of this giant beast, he was as small as a goblin.

"WAAAGH!!!"

The snake bite trainer had already spotted the horrifying sister who had killed the red eye. Under his orders and flogging, the Titan monster shook its head fiercely. The T-shaped horns were like a siege hammer, wrapped in terrifying wind pressure, and attacked the twin sisters!

Christina hurriedly put on a block posture, accompanied by a loud noise, the huge bone horn, and the metal weapons and shields collided with each other!

Rouge Liemana's eyes went dark. The violent impact almost made her lose consciousness. After Yoyo woke up, she suddenly realized that she was actually in the air! The giant mountain beasts in front of me, the killing scenes on both sides, are fast away from me-the horns of the giant Titan swept away, and they directly knocked the two horses away!

"Al'akir! Al'akir? Where is your Wind Howl?! Strike the two Titans with all your strength!"

Seeing the two sisters who were beaten by the giant beasts, Painhurs let out an angry roar, the tall and handsome pale body, once again burst out thousands of dead souls, looking from a distance, it is like death, the embodiment of fear. .

The burly green-skinned soldiers, the big orcs screaming and screaming in the halo of horror, fled hurriedly! The halberd, burning with the arcane magic flame, also issued a terrifying ear-piercing scream in the air.

On the back of the great chief's left hand, the eight-pointed black star suddenly flashed with chaotic light, and the blasphemous dark golden light quickly healed the wounds of the two sisters.

"Are you serious?"

Al'Akir wielded the Thunder Blade that had been blessed by the Elemental Plane, like cutting melons and vegetables, and cut off a green-skinned head. A whole hundred households of howling warlocks, under the cover of four hundred barbarians, shot clusters of sharp arrows against the surrounding green monsters.

"We are your last trump card! Without our howling thunder and storm, what would you use to shoot down the green dragon in the sky?!"

"If you don't use Thunder's arcane arts to shred the bodies of the two giant Titans, then, without Mortarian's own hands, just the snake bite and the evil moon clan can crush us! This is a command I have other ways to shoot down that green scale evil dragon!"

At a distance of more than two hundred feet, Painhurs shouted in the air, and gave his orders to Chief Wind Howl.

"Well, your will."

Al'Akir retracted his sword and returned it to its sheath. Two hundred wind howling warlocks chanted mysterious spells in unison under his command. Numerous bright, dazzling storm currents crackled in the corner of their eyes.

In an instant, two hundred beams of brilliant golden arcane lightning, accompanied by the deafening thunder roar, whizzed through the sky above the battlefield! Render the blue sky dome into the golden light of thunder and lightning!

The terrifying thunder blasted into the right eye of the Titan behemoth in an instant, and then dispersed into thousands of tiny death thunder snakes, following the opponent’s leather and flesh and blood, spreading to every inch of its body, and countless standing behemoths The green-skinned bow-and-arrow boy on his back was paralyzed by the current bombardment, and he planted one head on the shooting platform.

Such a large-scale arcane reaction immediately attracted Mortarian’s attention. He was secretly surprised by Centaur’s trump cards, and more carefully hid his huge figure, revising the plan of the book war-even a grown-up dragon. , Hit by two hundred chain lightning at the same time, will also be hit hard.

The golden thunder snake leaped and galloped, cheering across the left-wing battlefield, and once again hit the body of the Titan behemoth. Two intensive spell bombings finally disintegrated the last life of the behemoth and made that head reach the sky. The complete Titan Skug, like a collapsed mountain range, and a collapsed fortress, crashed to the ground accompanied by a deafening noise.

The entire **** battlefield trembled violently along with its fall.

"WAAAGH!!!"

The snake bite trainer wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, raised the whip in his hand high, and ordered the last Titan Skug to step away from its heavy stride that made everything tremble, turn its direction, and rush towards the howling wind. Warlock!

However, at this moment, a gray light suddenly appeared in the corner of the green skin's eyes—Gorell's gorgeous cloak draped over his shoulders, opened to the sides, transformed into a pair of huge gray and blue wings, and let the half Half-horse monsters can soar in the sky!

The veritable master of the falcon, like a gray lightning, exploded in front of the green-skinned slave owner! The Chief Greymane played with two sharp and enchanted scimitars, and at the moment of charging, he drew four screams of coldness in the air.

The beast trainer was charged by Gorell's sky and was caught off guard. After he reacted, his arms had been severed by a scimitar, and his heart and throat had also been torn apart two blood-colored fissures by the sharp blade!

"Huh!!!"

The Withered Druid, transformed into a bird of prey, followed closely behind the Falcon Lord, flapping a pair of wide wings and screaming in the sky.

Withered bone priests are proficient in natural casting. They hovered over the head of the giant beast, and guided the energy of nature with the sound of an eagle, causing the blazing pillars of fire and the lavender natural disaster thunder to fall from the sky!

"Gorrel! Didn't I let you be in charge of the left-wing front? Why did you come here?"

Watching the gray falcon land in front of him, shrinking a pair of wide gray-blue gradual wings, the warchief couldn't help but wonder. The central front of the werewolf in charge of defense was so long and narrow that the warlock could not know the battle on the other side at all.

"The orcs on the left are a guise, a scam, and Mortarian's illusion!"

Chief Greymane wiped the green blood on his face and reported the latest battle.

"I asked some goblin chariots to defend the left wing of the werewolf, and brought back the other brothers and sisters! They will be here soon."

"Retreat, everyone! Pretend to retreat! Gorell, you fly back, and the person who ordered you heard the order to start a charge!"

Painhurs' eyes lit up and immediately ordered the heralds under his command to play the unique horn sound.

Soon after hearing the order, more than 7,000 **** savage soldiers pretended to lose to the orcs in front of them, raised their halberds and formed a dense steel forest between themselves and the orcs, and then slowly retreated. The killing greenskin, no matter how to manage these, immediately the pig rushed forward, biting in front of the horse.

The blood rage gave up the battle line that should have been held firmly and retreated to the safe inner side. A large number of green skins drove straight in. Some red-eyed orcs even attacked the Werewolf Army who lost the cover of the right wing. Against the Gothic army in the center, Formed a pincer, the angry Horus stomped straight, and hurriedly asked the Grey Wolf Schiff to lead a reserve team to support.

However, more green skins are still biting the horses and horses. In the pursuit, they make the scattered formations more messy, exposing their flanks to gray manes, thunder spears, dead bones, and black scorpions. , To bite the five races in front of the horse!

"Woo-woo -"

Painhurs blew the horn of charge, and the retreating blood rage barbarians immediately stood firm. The front row of men raised their halberds flat to resist the advance of the orcs, and the back row of men raised their halberds high and used their sides. A sharp axe blade, or a heavy hammer head, aimed at the head of the green skin!

"Woo-woo -"

Gorell also sounded the horn of the bone carving and came back from the left to support. The army of men and horses lying among the lush pastures suddenly stood up! The gray falcon flag, the dark cloud thunder flag, the dead bone banyan flag, the black tusk flag, the viper flag fluttering in the wind, hunting!

Nearly eight thousand celebrities shouted the name of the great chief, facing the green leather flank, launched a group charge that shocked the world! After the Centaur quickly fired the three arrows, he immediately pulled out the lance behind him. Like a sharp steel knife, it would be covered by a rain of arrows, forming a chaotic army of green leather, cut into two pieces at the waist!

Eight thousand horses and horses charged at full speed, knocking down countless green monsters all the way. Eight thousand slender and sharp lances, tear through the chests of countless orcs!

After losing their lances, the men and horses drew out their spare battle axes and halberds, and continued to charge forward, continue to slash and kill the green skin in front of them, and continue to set off **** waves of miserable waves! I don't know how long it took, when Lego, who was covered in blood, found that there was no more green skin in front of him.

Eight thousand men and horses pierced the green-skinned battle line directly from the flanks, leaving endless corpses and blood behind them.

Putress whistled, the **** soldiers lined up in a neat row again, pulled out the second spare lance, like a terrifying wave, rushed to the green-skinned army for the second time!

"AlanNure Painhes!!!"

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