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The fat man looked at the pale boy in front of him. His bulging eyes stared at the fat man, his blood stained his whole body, a ragged cotton armor draped over him, and a crossbow arrow shot through his thigh, He hurt his teeth with pain, blood dripping from the wound on the ground, adding a little fresh color to the solid **** sticky ground

When the captain asked the soldiers to push him up, the teenager was struggling violently, completely disregarding his injured leg, and two heavy and heavy heavy infantry resembled an iron collar to put him to death, let him two Lifting my feet into the air and jumping, I still can't earn a minute,

"Where did you find him? What happened to his feet?" The fat man turned back and looked at the captain. The fat man could feel something like hatred from the angry eyes of the teenager. This is the only living thing in the battle of the city of Tyre. Thousands of people are dead, and he is still alive. I don’t know whether it is lucky or unfortunate. Many people have died in this war. Even in the invisible night, both sides The shooters are also struggling to bite, every moment, every moment, life is withered in this beautiful night, expected to win the weak Tyre, showing a frightening fighting will, originally thought that one The Tilburg, which was under the war, has become a quagmire that drags on the Samor Army. The fat man also wonders why this is? It is a pity that he hasn't grasped the living mouth, and the whole city of Tyre seems to be fighting with death. No fear, no panic, in the face of the elite Samor's army, from the walls to the streets, the Tyres displayed a kind of sorrow in their own way.

The captain explained slightly embarrassedly, "This lord, he is hiding under three **** bodies. Our soldiers are clearing the body to show that he is still breathing. We tried to pull him out of the body, but he was like Jumping up and running like a rabbit, we had to shoot his feet!, In order to catch the live, he also hurt the arms of our two brothers! What a tough little guy! The captain laughed at the corner of the mouth, and two behind him The soldier holding the gauze pointed

The fat man waved his hands to the two heavy infantry. "You let him go! He has a broken leg and can't run." The two soldiers looked at their captain with embarrassment, and exchanged a small captain's scrape. "Look what! Didn’t you hear the words of the adult!" The soldier quickly released his hand holding the young man's arm. "Ah" the young man groaned when he touched the wound except for the injured foot, and then he gritted his teeth behind him. Angry with hatred

"You go find the accompanying military doctor, he goes on like this, this leg is useless!" The fat man glared at the teenager, did not think he waved his hand to the guard behind him, but the fat man's kindness was only exchanged by the teenager. Laughing "You don't have to be kind to people who eat humans, hurry up if you want to eat alive," the teenager smiled coldly. "Oh, yes, it's a pity that you Samaritans don't eat dead people, or so many corpses Enough for you to survive the severe winter cold!"

"Cannibalism?" The fat man's eyebrows frowned slightly, as if grabbing a trace of clues, and there was a burst of anger in his heart. Everyone knew that Samor was the kingdom's largest food producer. Don't these Tyres know? There must be a problem here, and the fat man asked coldly, "Who told you that the Samorians eat people, or have you seen the Samorians eat people?"

"Hehe! I didn't expect the glorious Samorian army to dare to admit even the Zhuo he had done! The teenager looked at the fat man shamelessly, and his disdainful eyes were not as good as the beggars who begged on the side of the road. The voice continued, "The people in Timora Village of McKent were not only cooked and eaten by you, but also the New Zealanders in Tudu Town. Their bones are still messyly abandoned in the village."

"A bunch of bastards!" The fat man's face flushed, his fingers creaked, and the doubts in his heart were finally lifted. It was the Northbound Allied Army who entered McKent. It was the Kugits and the Shamans. Obviously, In the case of severe food shortages, the coalition forces began to eat cannibalism, which caused an extremely bad influence among the refugees. In addition to the deliberately distorted propaganda of the Tyre family, it became the Samorian army cannibalism.

No wonder the coalition forces were not willing to attack Tilburg. It was known that this was an endless **** battle. The Tyres who fought with the enemy will definitely fight to the end. Between being eaten and fighting to death, a slightly sensible person will Choosing the latter, countless Tyres have proved this. They would rather die in battle, be burned to death by fire, and be killed by shells, but no one surrendered or fled, and they were all committed to death. "Put him down first! Let the military doctor take care of it!" The fat man waved his hand to the guard, losing the mood to continue to ask, looking at Tier City at night, with a bitter mouth in the dark street in the distance The Tiers also control most of the city. Numerous Tiers are preparing for a battle of death with hatred. A group of soldiers who scream to death are more terrible than any enemy. In this city of death full of sadness and despair, How many fresh lives should the Samorans fill?

On the walls of the city, hundreds of Thors have set up the muzzle of the Black Ran Cave. As long as they ordered it, half of the city will be turned into a **** of death, but how difficult it is to give this order. I really want to become a slaughter of more than 100,000 people. Blood hand? The fat man stood pondering blankly.

The fiery morning light pierced the sky, and the thick fog at night quickly subsided. After a night of clashes, the Samor crossbowman caused huge damage to the Tyr. The Samor elite crossbowman who shot on the roof became Tyr. Human nightmare, it is almost impossible to hit people lying on the ground with bows and arrows in the dark,

Every time the bowstring sounded, a Tyre shooter fell from the roof. In this way, the nights of the streets of the Samorian army began to attack at night. Er Shennian did not dare to appear on the roof at the end. He used a sporadic trebuchet to counterattack. It didn't appear sparsely until the sky became bright. He held the infantry's shield in his hand and shone under the dawn of the sun, just like Silver wall.

"Boom." The fierce artillery sound broke the early morning tranquility of Tilburg. A huge cannon was lifted into the sky. The roof was tipped. The gravel was mixed with sand and flew into the air. The Samoan artillery fire was very concentrated. Hundreds of Thors A volley can turn a street into gravel rubble. The street is full of broken corpses, trebuchets, and locations that block the street barriers. Now you can only see a dozen smoking pits, hundreds of Thor Bombed this street in turns, the entire street has been turned into collapsed ruins, and the rest have run away early, except for the dead, there is no one else here

A squadron of Samorfoss heavy infantry entered the street under the cover of artillery, and the sky of concubine dust and mud made them choking and they coughed constantly,

"Damn, these Thunder Soldiers can't save a little effort!" Seeing the broken ruins in front of him, the weighted infantry captain took a breath of air, and more than a dozen broken bodies were mixed in the collapsed house, and the air was mixed with bad smells. In order to prevent the Moors from climbing the wall at night, the Tyres attacked the damp. The streets and eaves were covered with water, and after a cold night, it turned into a crystal ice. Captain Samor ugly ordered the spoke heavy soldier behind him, "Hurry up, hurry up! Move the rubble away immediately .

The heavy soldiers quickly cleared the gravel to both sides, and quickly cleared a passage between the collapsed houses. A group of murderous heavy infantry appeared at the intersection. These heavy infantry were obviously heavier than other troops. The infantry are different, they are tall and sturdy, and a large siege shield is carried behind them, like a door panel that has been removed. A thorn pattern hammer handle of a heavy siege cone is exposed behind the right shoulder, and some waists A spear-armed weapon with a sheath on it, some with a machete on their bodies, all with a relaxed face, talking and laughing while walking in the messy gravel, it seems that this is not a battlefield where corpses are everywhere, but Their distracted back garden.

One of the leaders led the team stopped, looked at the collapsed street, and seemed to be thinking. The sharp eyes were like two war knives, which made all the heavy soldiers feel a pressure of tension.

"Samor heavy siege group! The heavy soldiers quickly recognized this legendary unit from the equipment of these soldiers. This was the unit that Governor Samor personally brought out from the Falcon territory. In the past, the battle of Samor In this, this army is always mentioned,

It is said that the selection of Samor’s guards first considered the siege group, because His Excellency Governor Samor believed that he could face the forest-like spears on the wall and still be brave. The siege group warriors were enough to be a glorious Samor. guard

"Bump!" A violent explosion came from not far away, and another single-storey adobe house was blasted into a big hole. The rising smoke enveloped the road in front, and the soldiers of the siege group quickly disappeared. In the smoke, there are only one respectful heavy soldier

"Captain! Where are they going?" a young Samor crossbowman whispered curiously. He was a recruit who joined only two months ago. The cruel battle of Tilburg was his first battle. Last night During the fierce battle, he shot a Tyre archer and was temporarily promoted to deputy captain

There were obviously no people in the collapsed houses in front of me. There were collapsed stones everywhere. The entire street was blown up. The shells overhead screamed and made everyone feel weird. Rise up

"Executing the order, don't ask! Don't ask!" Captain Samor turned around and gave the young deputy captain a serious look. In fact, the captain himself did not know that this command was issued from the headquarters of the legion this morning. , Said to be a warrant signed by the Governor-General

In the face of intensive shelling, the Tyres could only choose to hide behind rocks or ruins. Buildings collapsed in the artillery fire. Soon, there was a problem with the Tyres. The Samor monsters did not seem to explode. People, but bombing houses. Many times ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ The artillery did not smash into the piles of people, but blasted the empty houses in the distance into gravel. The Samaritans are kindhearted and prefer to believe that this is what the gods are evaluating them

The Tyre feels right. If they can stand on a high place or on the city wall, they can see that a passage from the city wall to the main fort of Tyre is being formed, and a team of heavy infantry soldiers is making an involuntary direction. The Tilburg Hall advanced, this is the result of the fat man thinking for one night. Since he does not want to be bound by the Tyre streets and does not want to kill a large number of civilians, the best way is to break all the frames and send elite infantry to attack directly. The main hall, the fat man believes that putting the flying Samor Falcon flag on the main hall of Tilburg is far more capable of disintegrating the will of the defenders than the main hall of Tyre that collapsed in the fire. Of course

"Fat fat man, always trouble me!" Lida Hill wrinkled his old face and whispered in dissatisfaction. The fat man's demand was too high, even Lida Hill had to fight in person.

This time, the fat man requested that a channel directly leading to the main Fort Tyre be blown out in the middle of the streets, which is a lot of technical work. The improved Thor used a smooth-bore barrel for the most rapid shooting. This makes accuracy difficult to grasp. It depends more on the gunner’s own experience. The angle of lifting and the amount of charge plus the wind direction determine the landing point of the shell. Experienced gunners can even shoot empty bombs and splash Shoot all shrapnel and flames exploding in the air, able to cover a small team