"Don't you know how to dig mountains? Can't you discharge electricity? Can't you tie us up with blades of grass? You call me and tie me up. Why are you all so stupid?"
Midnight laughed wildly. He pointed at the oldest-looking wizard and shouted: "In our army, those with one chicken feather on their head are called squad leaders, those with two chicken feathers are called squadron leaders, and those with three chicken feathers are called captains." ! One, two, three, four, five You actually have nine chicken feathers on your head, what kind of official are you!"
The oldest wizard's eyes were as big as eggs. He trembled as he watched Midnight slowly raise the bloody sword in his hand. Smelling the bloody smell from the sword, he felt like a pain in his chest. It was like being hit hard by a sledgehammer, and it suddenly stopped.
Isn¡¯t it?
Ziye also widened his eyes. He pointed at the old wizard who fell on the ground and had no breath and laughed wildly: "Hahaha, you are worthy of a wizard with nine chicken feathers stuck to his head. He even died so handsome!"
"One, two, three, foureight!" Midnight walked up to a wizard with eight chicken feathers on his head and asked with a sinister smile: "Hey, you are the boss here now, right?"
The knife cut him in half. Midnight stretched out his foot again, and a wizard with seven chicken feathers stuck to his head suddenly let out a scream. His face turned pale and he covered his lower abdomen, like a big shrimp that had been thrown to the shore. Just like that, jumping wildly, he fell to the ground and rolled a few times before his whole body was completely surrounded by venomous snakes that came out of nowhere. He only heard a rustling sound in everyone's stomach. While looking at him with sour eyes, the wizard was instantly eaten by poisonous snakes until all that was left was a white skeleton.
Who the hell is Ziye? To put it simply, he is not a good bird at all! He looked at the group of trembling wizards in front of him. He could hear the sound of their teeth chattering twenty or thirty steps away, but none of them dared to act rashly. They all cast their eyes for help into the distance, seemingly all the time. The more than one hundred knights who remained silent at the rear were able to lend a helping hand to them in time. Ziye understood the truth as soon as his eyes rolled. He shouted with a smile: "You turtle sons of bastards have learned a lot of shit. Now you don't dare to move because you are afraid of being hit by your own spells." Is it a backlash? Why don¡¯t you learn from me, my brother? Practice an entry-level rejuvenation technique. Even if the spell backfires, you should treat it as a medical treatment for yourself! Straighten your neck and wait for me Come and chop, if anyone shrinks so much that I can¡¯t chop with my sword, just wait until the blood slowly drains out and die!¡±
Putting the thunder-patterned knife on a wizard's neck, Ziye said with a ferocious smile: "Hey, have you ever killed a chicken?"
No one can anymore tell which part of Midi Ye¡¯s eyes is the whites and which part is the pupils. There is only one color in his eyes now, blood-like red. Facing Midnight's extremely strange eyes, the wizard nodded involuntarily.
"Hehe, it seems we have a common language!" Midnight clapped the Lei Wen knife in her hand and shouted at the top of her voice: "When I kill chickens, I like to use a kitchen knife to slowly cut their throats and cut them. of the trachea, and then threw the chicken to the ground Did you know, those chickens can dance! They jump, jump, roll and roll, doing the bee eight-figure dance on the ground. What I like to see the most is that they want to make a sound Wail, but the trachea has been cut, how can they cry loudly again? They can only make some roaring exhalation sounds from the place where the trachea is cut, and their two wings keep flapping there. , as if they can really fly into the sky. I bet that if your throat was cut, your dance would be more beautiful than that of a rooster, and at least the blood that would spurt out from your body would be more beautiful than that of a chicken. The more there are, the longer the support will be, right?!¡±
Midnight gently dragged the thunder pattern knife in his hand, and the blade stained with sticky blood scraped across the wizard's throat bit by bit. The wizard's whole body was trembling desperately, and his face seemed to be cramped. All the muscles in his body were beating, 365 sweat pores all over his body were opening together, and beads of sweat the size of soybeans were desperately falling down one after another. Midnight suddenly smelled a fishy smell. When he lowered his head, he saw that the wizard was so frightened that he could not control his urine. But under this situation, the wizard still stared wide-eyed and chanted the spell desperately. Who asked the wizards of the Dongyi tribe to practice some insidious and dangerous moves that can injure the enemy by a thousand and damage themselves by eight hundred? Once the spell backfires, the pain he will have to endure is more than being killed by someone killing a chicken. It will still be painful ten times!
Midnight slowly slit the wizard's throat like he was killing a chicken. He stretched out his big hand to lift the twitching and struggling wizard, and roared loudly: "Brothers, have you seen this? These are our enemies, they are nothing but bastards." Ah, look at how pitiful they are, even if we are just a bunch of mountain dwellersYou little bastards, if someone puts a knife to our necks, we will still resist, and we will fight to the death! "
Pointing at the Qiang cavalry all over the mountains and plains, Ziye laughed and said: "Dragons give birth to dragons and phoenixes, and mice's sons can dig holes. Think about it, what kind of goods can be mixed with this kind of garbage and become brothers, and what kind of things can be served on the table?" What a toy? Don¡¯t look at how aggressive each of them is. If they let us rush in, wouldn¡¯t they be beaten to pieces by us?!¡±
Zi Ye was full of angrily, and it was far away on the messy battlefield. As long as the Shang Dynasty soldiers who heard his voice were heard, he raised the weapon in his hand and yelled.
Captain Huang Xiang and his bodyguards stood on the top of the mountain to watch the battle. The captain of his bodyguards gasped and shouted: "This kid is not a human being! He is an out-and-out lunatic. As long as those wizards With a little ability to fight back, he can be killed in an instant without a burial place. He is surrounded by Qiang cavalry. As long as they gather together and launch a charge, they can completely wipe out our soldiers rushing down the hillside. , but in this case, he still dared to use this almost perverted method to kill the wizards of the Dongyi tribe one by one!"
"Murder? Abnormal?" Huang Xiang shook his head repeatedly and said: "Our morale has dropped to the lowest point now that we are trapped in a tight siege. Even if we stand firm and wait for help, the possibility of being able to survive until the end is slim, but he uses us to command The method that the officer did not dare to use directly pushed all the soldiers to a dead end. When everyone understood that they had no chance of survival, the absolute terror and panic could turn into the craziest blood-devouring desire! He was using As an example, he constantly induces what can be called animal nature in everyone. Have you noticed that the people following him now are not a group of untrained soldiers, but a group of wolves, a group of extremely hungry people. The wolf!"
After a brief pause, Huang Xiang sighed and said: "He is so adventurous and radical that he can even be said to be unscrupulous. He is so furious that he even dares to curse me, the captain of ten thousand people. It can be called audacious! But precisely because of this This kind of character gives him a special charm, which enables him to rise to the top and win the response. In this regard, I am not as good as him!"
On a hillock more than two miles away, Jiang Shang let out a long breath. The peach tree sword in his hand suddenly shattered into pieces. He laughed miserably and said: "Young man did a great job! If we delay it any longer, In a short while, I will be killed by dozens of wizards Uh-huh"
Before he could catch his breath, Jiang Shang spurted out a mouthful of blood and fell to the ground.