Chapter 175\\r
Chapter 175\\r
Zhang Bin and Dong Jiayue also drew out their weapons one after another, preparing to meet the enemy's attack.
"Kill it! 35
When the first enemy crossed the carriage obstacle, there was a burst of killing roar.
Command "release".
Three wooden samurai fire entanglement skills in three directions.
Vines grow on the ground and hinder enemy progress.
This also gives the guard the opportunity to counterattack directly above the tram, killing immobile enemies.
boom!
Ye Mo's rockets condense and instantly hit the rushing enemy.
Enemies jump back, pretending to be comrades behind.
Holding the knight's sword in the other hand, he continued to kill the enemy and kill him.
The three leaned on each other and defeated the oncoming enemy.
The wooden samurai tangle and fog effects give themselves a huge advantage.
After the battle.
The number of enemies is rapidly decreasing.
The battle ends when the last enemy is defeated. The fog has subsided considerably.
Here and there we hear the groans of the wounded.
"Treat the wounded and execute all enemy wounded"" Hoyle ordered coldly.
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All the soldiers continued to move forward with their tired bodies.
Bury the undead enemies one by one.
“Mayor Myron, are you okay! 35 Ye Mo knelt down and said to Myron.
"Well, are they dead? Are they bandits again?" Myron asked in surprise as he sat on the ground.
Ye Mo shook his head and said: "Looking at your outfit, you don't look like a gangster, but more like a security guard in a nearby city.
Hearing this, Myron's expression suddenly became tense.
Guards from nearby cities have ambushed nearby, waiting for them to come.
The identity of this team is easy to guess.
"Why do you all oppose me becoming the city lord and not give me a chance?" Myron was a little disappointed.
"Those who have succeeded in the past have to go through some trials. No, otherwise you will feel sorry for the soldiers who escorted you to 'death'."
Myron looked up and glanced at the wounded soldier.
There are only a few dozen people left in the team of 200 people.
"Is it worth it?
"It depends on being a good castellan." Ye Mo took out a bottle of potion and drank it. Myron saw the rawhide porcelain bottle in Ye Mo's hand, opened the backpack in his hand, and took out the glass bottle containing the medicine.
"Drink this!" said Myron.
Ye Mo I didn't take too much damage, but the mana cost is amazing.
Seeing the healing potion in Myron's hand, he shook his head and winked at Hoyle.
Hoyle is the leader of this team. Will continue to be protected by foil.
He bandaged wounds nearby and directed soldiers to move.
The cost of recovery potions is relatively high, and it is difficult for ordinary soldiers and leaders to own such potions.
Myron quickly understood what Ye Mo meant and whispered, "`" Commander Hoyle, thank you for saving me now. 39
At the same time, I handed over the healing potion in my hand.
Hoyle turned and looked at Myron in amazement.
It didn't (much) occur to me that Myron would thank me.
When I saw Ye Mo sitting next to Myron, I seemed to understand something.
"Thank you, Mr. Myron." Hoyle thanked softly, picked up the potion, turned around and continued to command the battlefield.
The wounded were bandaged, but the team remained unstoppable.
They must advance to the city at dusk.
Otherwise, the heavy rain tonight will kill the wounded.
The team restarted, supported each other, and continued the migration to Nesberg.
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