winter festival

([-]) Floating life and troubled times to bury the beauty, gold and iron horses cast rivers and mountains

Huyenge looked at the woman in white. This woman must be the Snow Country Fairy. If she is caught, he can force the Wolf King to submit.This thought immediately ordered Shadow to catch her.After dancing to a song, Camus felt a little overwhelmed and leaned on the railing.A few men in black suddenly appeared behind him, and Tu hurried forward to protect him.In the panic, a long arrow flew towards him, and the white figure slowly fell.

The "queen" flew to Camus and helped her up.Howled a few times towards the distant battlefield.

The wolf king's silver face broke free, his deep eyes turned bloodthirsty red, and he opened his arms and roared at the sky. Those soldiers were like ants under her iron claws and became broken arms.Chi Yue went through the fight and ran to the top of Kunlun with Camus on his hunchback.

Huyenge shot another arrow at Chiyue, and after Chiyue howled, she continued to run, sucking the blood from the corner of her mouth.Huyenge led the soldiers to catch up, Chiyue threw Camus to the edge of the narrow cliff, turned to face Huyenge, ready to attack, and stabbed him with a sharp machete.Camus woke up from the pain, and saw Chiyue raised its head to the sky and neighed at the moon, calling out to its wolf king, terribly, but it still struggled desperately with its two front legs, crawled towards the surviving soldiers who fell to the ground, Biting and swallowing the dying person alive, never giving up the last trace of pride.Looking at the figure of Yin Hong holding the sword in the wind and snow, the sharpness in his eyes slowly faded. This was the last tragic dinner before he died...

The slain soldiers and the vengeful wolves trembled in misery and despair.The snow wolves risked their lives, and all of them were eager for revenge and regarded death as home.They forgot the danger of having their stomachs, chests, and liver broken by the hooves of the horses, and would rather die with the horses.They pounced on the horse's back, pierced the soldier's throat with their sharp teeth, the horse's flesh, and then jumped cross-legged, tearing off a large piece of bloody flesh. They did not swallow the bloody fresh meat, and continued to pounce on the other body go…

This was the last round of frenzied suicide attacks, which completely destroyed the organized resistance of the Serbian army.The soldiers and war horses whose abdomens had been torn apart convulsed and rolled on the snow, and the ice and snow poured into the broken lungs, struggling continuously, blood splattered violently, staining the flying blizzard red.Thousands of blood beads and red sand turned into drops of ice and fell into the cold pool.

The soldiers were scattered by the wolves, and they were defeated like a mountain. All the people fled with the wind, and the frightened horses had already lost their direction, and they all desperately wanted to cross the cold pool.Xue Yu did not show any mercy to these defeated beings.The sudden drop in temperature after nightfall had quickly frozen the surface of the cold pool into a thin layer of ice, and groups of soldiers were forced into the bottomless hell.The screams were swallowed up.

In an instant, the wolf king approached, Huyenge was frightened by the wolf king's eyes, his hands and feet became stiff, and his cold sweat turned to ice.He knew that the general situation was over, and he could not save the defeat.Rolling off his horse, he took out a dagger, put Camus in front of him, and retreated to the edge of the cliff.

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