Squeak, squeak, squeak. The non-stop sound sounded outside the 'door', as if there was a large number of rats stirring.

"Mom, you're so warm...... I also want to be like you, with a warm ......."

"Silly boy, only the body of an adult is warm."

"Well, I'm going to grow up a little faster......"

As she said this, the young mother hugged her daughter tighter and pressed her face against her forehead. She sat on the ground with her big leg together, and her right little leg was probably broken, so she was simply bandaged with a splint.

Squeak, squeak, squeak. There are more and more rats.

The 'girl' was quiet for a while and asked, "Why are those uncles and aunts surrounding our house?" ”

There is also a squeak in the window. The trembling man and the woman stared greedily at the mother and daughter inside through the windowpane, their fingers scratching as if they wanted to scratch through the wall.

Mom thought for a moment and said, "Because Lola is so cute, everyone wants to hug you." ”

"I don't want to hug them, I just want my mother to hug ......"

"Of course, of course, how can my little darling be touched? Is it a little warmer now? Mom said, using a stick to stir the fire next to her to make it more intense. The fire burned all the cloth she could find, and the oil she could burn.

"It seems to be colder...... "The girl's eyelids slowly drooped." I want to grow up......"

Mom finally burst into tears. She took the oil, poured it on herself and her daughter, and lit the fire.

The 'girl' opened her eyes, her eyes were full of warm firelight, and she looked very excited: "Mom, your tears are so warm......

When the whole room was on fire, Qingyi also took this scene in his eyes. He gave orders for the Crushing Rangers gathered around the house to retreat so as not to be burned. Hordes of Crushing Rangers succumbing to dominating the Necromancy? Under the majesty of the king, he walked behind Qingyi. The situation has become very clear at this point, Qingyi has changed from a "'lure' bait" to a "commander", if he has so many soldiers but still doesn't know what to do, then he is not a tyrant of white bones.

"Is this a surprise? Skoll and Brian are really ingenious. Qingyi admired, and his evaluation of the two of them went to a new level.

After experiencing many storms, the Dusk Empire's manpower and financial resources were not enough to support a transnational war, but the two subordinates skillfully played their advantages, bombing first, then spreading the virus, and then creating soldiers, all of which minimized the cost and destroyed the 'sex' to a huge extent. Although soldiers were not directly transported from the country, they could still have a considerable amount of combat power at Qingyi's disposal, which was a crucial tactic that the outside world could not guess, and it was also the cleverness of the two subordinates.

The situation is changing, and Astante is really precarious at the moment.

"Let's go, try to take Astantt today."

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Everyone could see that Astant was in big trouble this time.

The seemingly insane provocations of the Twilight Empire now seem to be a stroke of genius. The White Bone Tyrant was attacked abroad, and then the scene video was disseminated, the Air Force bombardment was launched, the virus was spread, and then the local conscription was invaded, one link after another, not allowing the Yastantes to have a chance to deal with it, which not only reflects the strong execution and discipline of the necromantic creatures, but also reflects the strategic vision of the high-level of the Dusk Empire, and makes people be shocked by the scientific research level of the "Joint Scientific Research Center". June Sunshine has always been famous for its blitzkrieg, and now this kind of "lightning" has risen to the level of strategy, which really makes all the best people obey.

Led by the June Sunshine, the Frost Rangers are rolling in like a financial storm, mercilessly devouring all available forces in the surrounding area. And the tactical thinking of the White Bone Tyrant is also very clear, he just wants to hit people in a straight line. Of course, it is dangerous to go deep alone, but because last night's air raids covered the southeast border of Yastant in three ways, and the death flu broke out in various towns, and the soldiers were too late to suppress it, where could they form a siege against the June sun? Therefore, even if all parties were in a hurry, Astante could not organize a decent interception, and could only watch the living dead advance step by step.

But Yastant is, after all, an old sovereign state, and a hard squeeze can squeeze out a little bit of money. Around the end of the evening, half of the legion led by Field Marshal Scott, the "Evil Eye", stood in front of the necromantic army, and also set up a position, as if it was going to die. Scott? Sanmath was covered in bandages, and his eyes were not 'exposed', except for a military coat on the outside, and he stood in the bow and knife against the necromancer.

"Master, just let me go." With that, Frankie broke away from his camp.

Qingyi was relieved because he received information from Oskol, "Scott? Sanmath is blind". A blind sonic boom 'shooter', love will be enough to deal with.

Frankie walked.

In front of him was a black oppressive army, and there was no end in sight, and I don't know how many people there were.

And yet he still walked, as if these soldiers were bullshit. As he went, the blood dripped all the way, and the spots were dotted, and a whole lot of strange things grew.

The soldiers of Astante were well trained, and all of them raised bows.

Frankie immediately stopped.

Perceiving dangerFrangi can detect anyone's hostility with unmistakable accuracy, or perceive a major crisis. See through stealth, stealth, stealth and other stealth skills, and deal an additional 50% damage to enemy targets who cast the above skills.

One step forward is a dead end, and Frankie is sure of that, so he stops. The wind swept together, and the phosphorus powder drifted into red silk, flying behind him.

However, there was a faint 'commotion' in the army. If you spend time with enemies with less than double digits, you won't laugh off other people's big teeth when you talk about it? So the commanders ordered, and everyone stepped forward and opened their bows. It was at the same time that this order was carried out that one after another Frankie went to the army - the blood-red raid? Ghostly dance steps. Every Frangi seems to be real, but everyone knows that only one of them is the real thing.

'Symphony' rain of arrows!

The arrow 'shoots' through the front of Frankie, but it's only an afterimage! The arrow can't be collected when it leaves the string, so the 'symphony' arrow rain covers the afterimage, and the 'wave' is completely wasted!

In the next moment, Frankie flashed ten meters away unscathed, as if he had walked out of a rain of arrows! He's so fast that no one can target him unless he's a heroic archer! Thinking of this, the commander couldn't help but look at the marshal beside him, and then his heart sank to the bottom - the marshal's eyes had been burned in the air raid last night, how could he pose a threat to Frankie?

Scott? Thornmath burst into a ho-ho laugh, picked up his blackened bow, and stood. With this movement, there was a sound of fine skin cracking under the bandages all over his body. He said, "I'll come." ”

"Adult ......"

"What is blindness? What Lancelot can do, I can do and will do better than him. Scott's voice was hoarse, like a scab in his throat. His steps were small at first, then bigger: "Remember, I'm a hero. ”

Heroes are heroes because they never give in.

At this moment, the whole army was silent.

Scott recognized the message from the wind, and without hesitation, he raised his bow and 'fired' the arrow.

Frankie took a step to the left, and the arrows with strong currents whizzed past him, not touching him at all.

Scott continued to raise his bow and 'shoot' the arrow, as if the arrow was just for positioning.

Frankie took another step, dodging incompletely, and the long floating hair was pierced by the 'hole' and exploded. The hair needle turned around and pierced his face, but it bounced open and couldn't get in. He didn't blink his eyelids, but said, "The human form is really inconvenient." In the next moment, he had transformed into a prototype, and he was running wildly. It was only then that Astante knew that it was not the maximum speed of the Nightmare Hound.

Sensing that a scarlet hurricane was coming, Scott sped up his hand. Arrow after arrow roared, shaking the heavens and the earth. However, Frankie can always dodge and sense danger to tell him where he can't stay.

"'Shoot' the arrow!" Several commanders suddenly shouted as if they had just woken up from a dream: "While the marshal is holding it back!" ”

The soldiers ignored it and fired their bows one after another. The Astantes were known for their uniform 'crossing' of arrows, which were covered by a standard square or rectangle every time they inspected the battlefield, and now this 'messy' rain of arrows that cannot be called a rain of arrows is simply ruining the reputation of the Astantes. Surprisingly, this trick was extremely useful for Frankie. In order to avoid being hit by a loud beat, he had to endure ordinary arrows. He was approaching Scott at the cost of his wounds. At the thought of this, the arrows of the Astantes became even more urgent and dense.

The battle was extremely long, for the arrows seemed endless, and wave after wave slammed down on Frankie's body like a black sea. Every time he jumped out of the waves, Frankie would have more arrows on his body. His blood was splattered on all sides. By the end, his entire front was 'thrust' with arrows, his eyes pierced, his nostrils pierced, and his jaw pierced...... There is no intact piece of 'meat', and the shaft of the arrow is so dense that it cannot accommodate other arrows to squeeze into it.

However, the battle was extremely short-lived, as it only took Frankie three minutes to get to Scott's side, overthrow him to the ground, and then bite off Scott's head. He took good care of his mouth.

"System Announcement: Astant's Marshal, Sonic Boom 'Shooter', "Evil Eye" Scott? Sanmas, now fallen. ”

Subsequently, with Franki as the center, a bloody storm broke out among the Yastant army. Because of the special 'sex' of the law of "separation", the blood red raid? The nightmarish guillotine has no cooldown, leaving countless heads on the ground, just like during the French Revolution. The army of the living dead then advanced and wiped out the enemy once and for all.

Another strong enemy fell in front of him, Qingyi didn't feel very happy, only felt a little unreal. The knight with the hammer staff is gone forever, and now the 'shooter' who was accompanied by a thunderous landslide as soon as he shot has also passed away, and there seem to be fewer and fewer strong enemies. Perhaps other climbers have a strong sense of accomplishment when they climb over each mountain, but when he stands on the top of the mountain and looks around, he only has fatigue in his heart.

Next, it's the turn of Ashtante's guardian hero, Lancelot the Graceful.