Chapter 44 Million Wars [2]

Denitz's decision was not an adventure or incorrect. On the contrary, he broke into the territory of the Kingdom of Norman for a week, and his morale was almost exhausted. If you don't seek a fighter plane and engage in a real battle with the enemy, I'm afraid the last bit of morale will be exhausted. In fact, when Clark decided to be a striker, Denitz already made it clear that this sign is not only the lower soldiers think so, but also the high-level officers.

Like cowardice, the anxiety in the army will make people directly lose their minds, which is well known by the famous general Denis.

As a native of the Kingdom of Norland, he is relatively familiar with this kind of group warfare. After all, in the alliance of seven countries in Scandinavia, only he and a few other generals have a large group battle. The enemy is naturally the Northern Kingdom 22 years ago, and sometimes there are such as the Roma Empire and Slavic. Empire. But in any case, Deniz's large group combat experience is still relatively rich.

Ma Hu naturally knows this situation clearly. But Deniz vs. Tiger. House's repeated achievements are a little brainless. In fact, he can't judge Tiger at all. What the hell is House doing, because it doesn't look like a person's fighting style at all. What adventures, raids, conspiracies and even rushes directly to fight, this style similar to that of hooligan street fighting will also be in Tiger. House appeared on his body, but anyway, it was indeed a somewhat depressing phenomenon.

"What kind of man is that guy? In fact, he is still not well prepared for this war." Denitz frowned. The old general's hair was slightly white, his temples were like snow, and he was holding a command knife in his hand. His eyes were calm, and he looked at Di Lana City from afar. Just now, General Clark has come to him to tell him that after telling him some requirements, the rest is to wish Clark a victory.

However, the samurai fight before the scene is also an excellent way to improve morale. The Norman arrogance made Clark furious. But he won't fight by himself. After all, Tiger. House's reputation is there. In addition, I heard that it was just now. Cole, the immortal, also appeared in Tiger. In House's camp, not counting the 12th Legion Commander, just a Warhammer Saxon can shut up the old man Clark.

It's just that there are still brave and good at fighting among the Danerland people. Those who should have some potential for famous generals are in the year of fighting. This kind of warrior fight, which has great contributions to magical promotion, is naturally the first to be immediately.

However, the Normans were as arrogant as they saw, and stood there proudly. The majestic Ahan and Moss, one left and one right, the two Hebrew **, sneered twice. Ahan shouted, "Ahan, the guard of the throne of Tag I of the Norman Kingdom, is here. There are brave people, come forward!"

The tomahawk in his hand thong, pounding on the ground, and immediately became a huge deep pit. A roar immediately broke out on the iron wall of Tirana, where many soldiers shouted. This is the warrior, the strength of Ahan, which is one of the best figures in the whole Normans. Even for the commanders of the Twelfth Legion, only Gonilla can win Yahan and Moss with brute force. These two fierce men are simply non-human!

"Death! Suffer to death! Suffer to death!"

"The weak surrender! The weak surrender! The weak surrender!"

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The roar came one after another. Soon, in the other side's army, a soldier in armor came out. He grew up and had a ferocious face, and a scar on his face, which was directly cut from his cheek to his neck. It was extremely horrible, like a big white centipede, stirring on his body.

"My name is Sahara! The warrior of the Kingdom of Danerland, I'll come!"

The momentum is high. This guy named Sahara, holding a war hammer, is obviously the same as a fierce man like Sahili. In terms of strength, it is impossible for Yahan to defeat Sahili. This guy's brute force is simply a monster. You know, this is a Viking who can compete with the Tauren. Yahan is brave, but his combat IQ is much worse than that of Shahi. However, there are not many people in this world who can compete with the stingy Sahili.

"Hmm." Yahan smiled ghastly, and his voice was very low. Moss sneered, looked at the Danerland Kingdom warrior in front of him, and said, "This guy's footsteps are in a mess. Obviously, he just has a lot of strength. He is not a good guy at all. This kind of person can kill him with one hand!"

Yahan didn't talk nonsense. He walked slowly, then walked fast, then jogged, then rushed, and then sprinted with all his strength. It was getting faster and faster, as if it were a high-speed Mercedes-Benz tank. Before this terrible sense of oppression could make the warrior named Sahara react, Ahan's tomahawk had already shined brightly and banged twice! The tomahawk split the opponent's warhammer into two, and then the armor broke, and the crackling sound came. Yahan smiled ghastly, "Die!"

With a bang, the tomahawk split the Sahara in two on the spot. Then, the Hebrew warrior cut off the Sahara's head, grabbed it in his hand, and shouted like a beast: "Oh... Who is the real warrior?"

"Ahan!"

"Who is the brave warrior?"

"Ahan!"

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In the shocking scene, the Sahara's head was grabbed by Ahan's hand, waved at the coalition camp with great power, and then waved to the head of the city of Di Lana. He was extremely excited. This guy was really extremely strong. The strong strength suddenly lowered the morale of the allied forces. They were silent. No one expected that the battle would be so fast. The Sahara, which looked quite brave, said two words, and then was split into two by the silent Yahan, and then cut off his head.

"Is there anyone else going to die?" Yahan said coldly. Those eyes were absolutely full of murderousness, but at this time, those coalition warriors who stood up turned red and then turned white.

After a long time, Ahan took two steps casually, and then a man suddenly rushed out and roared, "Strong warrior of the Baltic Sea, Istanbul!"

Obviously, this guy in a light helmet, with a bare head and holding a war knife in his hand is called Istanbul. This guy is thin and looks extremely incongruous, but his speed is super fast, three points faster than when Yahan sprinted just now. But Ahan was not in a hurry. He smiled ferociously and turned around. The head of the Sahara suddenly smashed out. With a crack, the whole body of Istanbul hit the head of the Sahara. Ahhan bowed like a leopard. He held the tomahawk upside down and suddenly roared and stood up, like a giant bear, and his body did not stop. The ground rotates, and the tomahawk turns crazily, like a whirlwind.

With a loud click! While the armor was broken, the sound of the spine being cut off from the waist was crisp and loud. Istanbul's mouth suddenly sprayed a mouthful of blood. With a wow, he suddenly felt that his body was out of control. Then, he saw his lower body in his eyes. Then Yahan, a huge strong man, came over slowly, with a ferocious face and a laugh. Then, the tomahawk flashed and chopped down again.

Two heads!

"Hahahaha... Norman! Who is the real warrior!"

"Ahan! Ahan! Yahan!"

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The morale of the Normans has soared, and the coalition side is obviously more silent. The crazy fight just now is instantaneous. Yahan's superb combat strength obviously makes people feel panic. Clark's face turned blue. He didn't expect it, although there was no Tiger here. House, but the warrior fight in front of him is obviously losing and can't lose any more. Is it possible to attack the city directly like this? However, I'm afraid that the courage of the soldiers will decrease a lot. After all, in the face of such a strong soldier as Yahan, everyone has the illusion of dying.

"Damn! If you don't kill this guy, it will be a serious blow to morale! I really didn't expect that there would be such a strong warrior here! It's so disgusting!" Clark was cursing there, and Denitz in the distance frowned and said to himself: If you don't kill the soldier in front of you, I'm afraid it will be a serious blow to morale.

At this time, next to Clark, a general with a spear in his hand came over and whispered, "Your Excellency, let me project with a spear and shoot him to death!"

Clark's eyes lit up. The general's name is Cramimir. He is a powerful warrior from a spearman. Although close combat is not good, he will fight far away!

Yahan is still self-remarked, showing off with their heads in disretion. And from time to time, he rushed to the back and shouted, "Both of them are generals. Write down the credit for me!" The show-off in words is self-evident!

At this moment, a sound of breaking the air suddenly came. Yahan didn't know it at all, but he saw Moss burst and shot up. He pulled Yahan away. Then he jumped up and kicked it out. A gun fluttered into the soil and shook the tail of the gun tremblingly.

"Damn! So close! Who is plotted on me! Who is it?!" Yahan was angry, but Moss was not in a hurry. He picked up the shotgun, sneered, and looked at it from a distance. After the human wall, there was a general with considerable regret on his face. And later is General Clark. If you want to throw the gun here, it is at least more than 200 meters, which is obviously a very strong master.

Moss laughed, held the gun in his hand, then weighed it and raised his head with a ferocious smile. He waved it twice casually, and then looked ahead, stepping on his feet for two consecutive steps. Then sprinted, and the whole body unfolded, as if it were a long bow, and then the gun was a sharp arrow. With a swish, with the high sound of Moss, the gun exploded and shot out. The speed was simply incredible.

Then in the shocked eyes of everyone, the gun was thrown like light. With a sneer, General Clark, who was watching, was directly stabbed to the ground and nailed there. The gun fell into the ground more than half of it. This terrible power can be imagined!

And this time, the whole striker army fell into unprecedented chaos and low morale.