Augustus Under the Horseshoe

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A ghostly tentacles constructed of flesh and blood and arcane energy, once again wriggling its slender illusory and terrifying body, stretched out from Painhes's body. Assist the pale sorcerer to cast some contact necromantic spells.

But this time, the ghost tentacles were not the cold and dead blue face, or the dark green color of ghoul poison. It wasn't even the scarlet appearance of a vampire that was as shocking as fresh blood.

This tentacle is no longer even an illusory energy form. The skeleton hand bones at the top are instantly covered with shriveled, wrinkled, horrible flesh and blood. The dark purple skin is engraved with dense black runes and the palms of the hands. In the center, there was even a sluggish eyeball that was so blue that it was deeply embedded in the withered flesh and blood.

Sandra struggled to restrain her body, suffering from severe pain after being ravaged by chain lightning. The trembling right arm, brandishing a spear, stabbed fiercely at the blasphemous, terrifying flesh and blood tentacles.

However, the latter is like an agile viper, dexterously avoiding the thrust of a spear. It looked like a soft vine, wriggling his eerie and penetrating body, entwining the wooden pole of the spear, crazily winding forward, and grabbing the right wrist of Chief Thunderpike.

Suddenly, Sandra felt that her strength was greatly weakened. The heavy lock armor on her body was as heavy as the Caucasus Mountains. She couldn't catch her breath, her four horses shook straight, and her arms seemed to be filled with lead. Unable to lift the shield and spear in his hand.

After lowering the curse of power, the ghost hand resumed its pure energy form, and Painhurs, also wielding a sharp halberd, slashed at the right shoulder of Chief Stormpike.

"clang!!!"

As expected, the picture of the battle axe cutting the shoulder bone did not appear in front of the pale white horse. Chief Sandra, who has experienced many battles, immediately threw away the heavy spear. Pulling out a short knife from his waist, accompanied by the harsh metal rubbing sound, and the flying sparks in the sky, barely blocked the heavy axe blade.

When the swords collided with each other, and when the stalemate was in a stalemate, Painhurs quickly released the right hand holding the halberd, clenched a fist with five fingers, and swung forward fiercely, but was firmly grasped by the opponent's left palm.

The warlock lifted up a pale and slender front hoof, preparing to hit the opponent's horse abdomen with a hard knee, but was resolved by the knee impact of another, more burly, sturdy horse hoof, Sandra seemed to see through herself Both sides bowed their heads and hit at the same time. The golden crown and the iron-cast helmet slammed together. The huge impact made the two people feel dizzy.

Pain Hess was full of emotions, but the opponent was cursed by power, but he was still able to fight in close combat without losing the wind. If Sandra is in full condition, at this time, she may have been defeated by her.

However, Chief Stormpike is only a warrior, and he has the power of arcane magic. The undissipated ghost tentacles, like Qianhu's third arm, all over his body, suddenly turned into a sticky, disgusting dark green face, exuding a suffocating stench!

Sandra doesn't have three arms, while fighting Painhurs melee, while blocking the necromancer's spells! The abhorrent bone claw dripping with dark green venom, under the horrified gaze of Chief Stormpike, cut the bridge of her nose horizontally, and under her eyes, cut a terrible crack that was constantly rotting and ulcers, paralyzing the toxin as if it were determined The water of the embankment is like the lake, frantically flooding into her six limbs and hundreds of skeletons!

"AlanNure Painhus!!!"

Seeing the chieftain of Thunder Spear, slowly fell in front of the pale white horse, the **** brutal soldiers burst into thunderous applause! They blocked the warlock and Stormpike soldiers, and fought a desperate battle with the enemy forces who wanted to recapture Sandra.

"Chief Sandra, you just gave me a chance, and now, I also give you a chance-since Toria wants to fight. I will accompany her to fight to the last drop of blood! As long as your clan is willing to be angry with blood Fight together. I'll..."

Painhurs' complexion changed slightly, as if something terrible had been thought of. The paralyzed Chief Thunder Pike looked up to the sky and laughed.

"What? Have you finally remembered? The Glory of Skerrit, there are more than two thousand Stormpike warriors! This loss is even less important to the Jinlu clan who controlled tens of thousands of lines! Pale horse, yours Victory is meaningless! If the descendants of God do not move, they will not leave any retreat for the enemy! You are surrendering to her now, and there is still a glimmer of life."

"Don’t bluff me there! There are seven **** angry families in the castle! I only took half of the Goth priest, and the hill giant always obeys the chief’s orders at any time! How could something go wrong!" There was a fire in the house, and the white horse fell into panic. Holding Sandra by the collar, let out an angry roar

"Ha! In your clan, traitors have long been planted by the descendants of God! Pale horse! You can't go back! The glory of Skerrit now belongs to the council, not your bloodanger clan! Surrender! Just you! How can these people compete with us?"

Painhurs' lips trembled slightly with fear. Under the protection of the blood rage barbarian, he calmed down forcibly, thinking about what he should do and how to deal with Toria's deadly ultimate move.

At this moment, the battlefield situation is already clear. The flying unit that Thunder Spear forcibly gathered was beaten by the two-footed dragon and the goblin shooter above it. Bloody feathers fluttered in the air, circled, and slowly landed on the sea of ​​grass. The ground troops were also faltering under the attack of the blood rage horses and the evil flame orcs.

On the other side, the black fangs are like a greedy wolf, gnawing on gold bones.

They destroyed the small units of the Jinlu clan. Cut off the heads of horses and horses decorated with a lot of gold earrings, nose rings, lip rings and other exaggerated decorations, and rudely tear off these blood-stained gold jewelry as their own trophy. And those **** heads, with their left ears cut off, were pierced at the tip of a spear after being used as a proof of military exploits.

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"Paper! Pen!"

After a long thought, Painhes let out a roar. Several Goths in charge of logistics immediately handed over cut sheepskins and some blackened charcoal.

"Write down everything that happened here, write down our experience as badly as possible, and write down the treachery of the Jinlu clan as bad as possible. Sigrit! Send a scout to deliver the letter. Let those intervene Spies in other clans, spread this matter out! We need the support of parliamentary public opinion! I want the other six chiefs to see her ugly face clearly!"

"Why let the scouts send it? We are very close to Diodosiya. You can call a meeting publicly to expose Toria's crimes in public." Sigrit asked in confusion, tilting his head.

"It would be great fun if she was intercepted again by her halfway through. And there is something wrong with the Glory of Skerrit, Goth! You follow after you have searched for the spoils! Others! Go back immediately and help our chief! Also, tie up Chief Stormpike so that the Stormpike soldiers inside the fortress dare not act rashly!"

"Wait! What about the agreement between us? Lao Tzu has another fight for you!" The beast, Onardo, riding a wounded two-footed dragon, crashed onto the grass.

"The green dragon's lair is near our camp. Follow me and I will take you." Painhurs hung the halberd on his shoulders again, and showed a formulaic smile at the Greenskin Chief.

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