Chapter 67 Dragon Battle in the Wild (17)

Although Jiulong and Euro Tatison are only two people, they can be invincible with their strong cultivation. They are proud of the battlefield. They are like strangers from the sky. Suddenly, they landed on the head of the city, waved their swords and swallowed thousands of miles.

"Kill!" Euro Tatison is even a butcher. He held a long barb and opened and closed it. Wherever he passed, the flesh and blood flew unbearably. Blood stained his eyes red. In his world, there was blood everywhere. He remembered the scene of his tribe being slaughtered, and the bloody world staged again... He roared crazily. Kill to your heart's content.

The Crona tribal soldiers saw that Jiulong and Europa Tatison were like wolves. They attacked crazily one after the other, completely one-sided massacre. They were desperate and were extremely afraid to erode their fragile hearts. In the face of the massacre, they had to escape, but they could not escape.

Kowloon's posture flashed like a ghost, with a pair of golden eyes, which was really like golden eyes of fire and golden eyes. Brushing, the electric light suddenly soared, directly attacking the chief of the Crona tribe. Between the ignition and petrochemicals, he came to capture the thief and capture the king first. The flag of the chief of the Crona tribe fell down, and the cloud-dragon mixed with Crona The soldiers will collapse in an instant.

"Oro Tatison, quickly attack the city defense, open the gate, and let my heavy cavalry rush in!" Jiulong suddenly gave orders to Euro Tatison. Although the two of them are one hundred, they can't stop four hands with two punches. There is always a time when their true spirit and fighting spirit are exhausted.

"General, don't worry, Europa Tatison will definitely complete the task!" Euro Tatison suddenly took the order, brushed it, jumped up, and attacked directly towards the defenders.

"Give it all, we are so many people that consume both of them alive!" The chiefs of the Corona tribe roared wildly, and a team of soldiers rushed towards Kowloon like a torrent. Obviously, the chiefs of the Corona tribe wanted to use sea of tactics to kill Kowloon.

"Hmm!" Jiulong snorted coldly, "Ignorance, I want to let you know that many people are not useful. If you kill on the battlefield, the brave are invincible!"

Huran, Jiulong moved, and it was as fast as a rabbit, brushing! Brush! Brush! The wind and lightning, and the "Wild Horse" under his feet are haunted and strange and difficult to distinguish, but in the eyes of the enemy, Kowloon did not move much, just like standing still and moving forward like teleportation. The state of motionless can be said to be pure fire.

Boom-

Suddenly, the gate of the Corona tribe opened, followed by the voice of Euro Tartison: "The 100th team can attack, chickens and dogs will not stay!"

kill-kill-kill-

Suddenly, the heavy cavalry moved, the heavy horseshoe roared, the shaking ground trembled, and even the city wall was about to collapse. The strong horse was extremely fast. In a blink of an eye, the soldiers were under the city, and the one-sided assault finally began!

Seeing this, Jiulong stepped up his pace. Several flashed and approached the chief of the Crona tribe, but there was no joy of victory on his face. One by one, innocent lives fell under his hands, and blood splashed his armor red. He was like a killing machine, constantly wielding swords and killing helplessly...

"Can the Crona be satisfied if you let my army rush in and slaughter it clean?" Kowloon shouted loudly. He hoped that the chief of Corona would retreat and take the tribe away. It was enough for him to hunt down, but the chief of the Corona tribe was stubborn and killed himself desperately.

"Ha! Ha! Ha! Ha!" The chief of the Crona tribe was already desperate, and the tragic and desolate voice resounded through the battlefield. "Even if I, the Crona tribe died in battle, I will not surrender and be the slave of that pig and dog!"

Oh-Oh-Oh-Oh-

With the voice of the chiefs of the Crona tribe and their morale, all the Crona soldiers roared like wolves and raised their drums incredibly. They vowed to defend their homes and bury Crona with blood and bodies. They gushed out of the city gates like crazy and vowed to fight with the heavy cavalry of Kowloon, but Kowloon's heavy cavalry is so sharp that his flesh and blood can resist it.

When Jiulong saw this, his eyes suddenly turned red, and the roar of anger resounded through the world, "Chief of the Corona tribe, damn it!"

Kowloon can no longer sit back and watch his heavy cavalry kill the Crona soldiers. Although he has a respect for the chiefs of the Crona tribe, he needs to know that the green mountains are there and are not afraid of no firewood!

Stab-Stab-

Sharp swords came from the void and landed in the air. Suddenly, the flesh and blood were blurred, and a bloody road was opened. It was the road to the chief of the Corona tribe. A wild horse in Kowloon picked up and brushed it, and the sword suddenly caught the neck of the chief of the Corona tribe.

"Listen to all the Corona soldiers, your chief has been captured by me, and you have not laid down your weapons!" Kowloon roared loudly, and the loud voice resounded through the world, and the whole battlefield trembled.

The sudden change shocked all the Corona soldiers. As soon as the chief died, the dragons had no leader, and suddenly fell into a brief stagnation in the battlefield, but then they blushed and killed the heavy cavalry desperately.

The chief of the Corona tribe looked at the desolate battlefield with tragic helplessness on his face. His heart was bleeding. His fellow villagers, relatives and friends fell into the pool of blood one by one, but he looked helplessly...

"Butcher, it's not a pity for me to die. Today, all my Corona tribe has been annihilated. We have turned into fierce ghosts, and I will curse you to die!" The chief of the Corona tribe stared at Kowloon fiercely, and his teeth clucked.

Kowloon glanced at the battlefield and suddenly approached the chief of the Crona tribe. He lowered his voice and said, "The chief of the Crona tribe, I respect you as a good man. The people of Crona are good. I, Kowloon, lead the army to fight, and it is also difficult to violate the military order. You quickly lead your tribe to leave here, old and young, women and children, all away day and night. The farther you go, the better, but you have to leave the food and grass!"

"You..." The chief of the Corona tribe was stunned and suddenly felt a little ridiculous, but this was a matter related to the extermination of the clan. He didn't dare to play, "You let us Crona people live!"

"Yes, don't escape quickly!" Jiulong suddenly nods his head and then said, "Take care of Eliza who defected to you last night, or I will ask for you!"

"Alyssa?" As soon as the chief of the Corona tribe heard about Eliza, he suddenly became clear. No wonder Jiulong let them live, and then whispered, "General Jiulong, I, the Crona tribe, am grateful. I will live up to your wishes. I will take good care of my cousin!"

"Hmm!" Jiulong snorted coldly and immediately scolded, "If you delay for another minute, your clan will fall down. Why don't you leave quickly? When will you wait?"

"Okay!" The chief of the Corona tribe was stunned and suddenly woke up. With a long gun in his hand, he unexpectedly blocked the sword attack of Kowloon. In an instant, the war between Kowloon and the chief of the Corona tribe came together. "Crona warriors, retreat quickly, retreat quickly!"

"What?" All the soldiers were stunned. Did they really retreat? Their homes were gone and everything was gone. They had no way out. Where could they go? But watching the brothers who had been together fall down one by one, they said goodbye with tears...

The chief of the Corona tribe ran in front of him, and Kowloon chased after him. Kowloon intended to let the chief of the Corona tribe live. Naturally, he could not catch up, but he had to behave well and look crazy.

Seeing this, the chief of the Corona tribe ran furiously and did not forget to tell him, "Let my old and young women and children of Corona escape quickly!"

Son of a sudden, the crying, the helpless moan of the old man, the desolate crying of the woman, the soldiers who ran away crazily...

However, behind them are golden horses, sonorous, drums roaring, and horses running and trampling! A sad and helpless and tragic pursuit began!

The chief of the Corona tribe took the lead and led thousands of soldiers, old and young women and children to leave. There was a tragic scene in the battlefield. The Corona people fled crazily, but the heavy cavalry of Kowloon were chasing crazily.

Kowloon rushed to the front, but he did not kill too much. At the same time, he secretly ordered the soldiers not to kill crazily, but it seemed that it was enough. The shouts of killing came one after another, which was deafening.

The speed of the two teams was extremely fast, and they had chased nearly 100 meters. Suddenly, Jiulong raised his sword and shouted loudly: "All the heavy cavalry obey the order and don't chase them. We will immediately return to the Corona tribe, seize the trophy, and return to the forward army!"

"Yes!" All the sergeants immediately stopped and hurried back. Seeing this, Jiulong waved to Euro Tatison. "Immediately send someone to report to the striker general that Corona has been broken by me, but we and others were trapped, which led to unfavorable pursuit, causing the Crona to escape, and ask not to pursue or not!"

The corners of Euro Tatison's mouth rose gently, and a trace of cunning flashed in his eyes. He responded and took the order away.