Within less than half an hour, less than one-third of the archers in Hegra City were left.

The archers in Las City began to shoot arrows at the pikemen guarding the catapults. Even wearing pig iron armor, the pikemen quickly suffered casualties under the concentrated shooting of the archers.

Seeing that victory began to tend to his own battle situation, the generals standing on the main arrow tower couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

One of the generals who looked like a swordsman had the most excited personality and laughed: "It seems that Hegra City is going to be defeated again this time. Ram Sage, I will take the swordsman squadron to chase the defeated soldiers later?"

Hearing the laughter of the swordsman general, the old man in the yellow monk robe also relaxed his eyebrows slightly and nodded, as he agreed to the swordsman general's request for battle.

The city of Las can no longer bear the baptism of war. Over the past six months, continuous wars have made the potential of this small castle almost dry up.

Even the ordinary knight whom the farmer brother, whom the farmer promoted, died in the last battle with Murphy City.

In Las City, the only elite monk named Ram Sage is the most advanced army. What is most worrying is that Las City has not built a griffin nest for griffin production at all.

Without sufficient maneuverable air force, Ras City could only silently withstand the attacks of other cities.

This time, you must seize several minerals controlled by Hegra City, otherwise, the next battle will be the end of Ras City!

Just as the generals of Las City were laughing, a yellow-brown cloud flew from the distant sky.

"Not good! It's a group of griffins!"

The archer general with the best eyes among the generals accidentally discovered the cloud that suddenly appeared and screamed.

Before the generals could make a response, the yellow-brown clouds scattered, and monsters, the size of horses, flapped their huge wings, pierced from the sky, and rushed towards the city wall with a huge whistling sound.

And the group of swordsmen who were waiting silently began to move slowly.

The sudden griffin group suddenly defeated the morale of the archers on the city wall. They had not seen such a monster in the air for more than half a year, and they were quite uncomfortable when they met on the first day of the lunar calendar.

When the first griffin grabbed an archer and left it down, even the most determined snooker became shaken.

This is a totally unprepared killing.

Within a few minutes, the archers completely collapsed, and they rushed to escape from the city wall, and the spearmen could only resist desperately. Whether it was the huge gap in strength or the number, the spearmen could not cause too much damage to the spearmen, which also determined the outcome of the spearmen.

Even after those generals joined the battle, they could not completely reverse the defeat.

"Brother! Wake up! Wake up! The Hegra army is about to break in!"

Cheng Kong, who was sleeping sweetly, held up the flagpole under his crotch, and was having a erotic dream.

In a hot spring, several beauties met him honestly and talked about his life ideals.

Just as he decided to save these delicate and graceful beauties who suffered and devoted themselves to world peace, a shout in his ear, dragging him out of the beauties' reluctance.

"I'm a sage, you are a fairy-like Banban!"

Cheng Kong, who was destroyed by major events in his life, was furious and swearing before he even opened his eyes.

"What kind of grass is it? Escape is important!"

Before Cheng Kong could react, he felt a rough hand pulling himself up from the ground.

Hum? The city is really broken! The fat man opened his eyes and was confused for a moment, then he saw a big hole cracking in the city wall in the distance, and then the city gate fell and the violent collision with the ground.

Looking at the griffin flying all over the sky, diving back and forth, grabbing a spearman and archers high in the sky, the fat man felt stiff and his legs trembling for the first time.

"Escape!" At this moment, the bearded farmer pulled himself and ran back along the street.

This bearded farmer is really strong, and he almost fell into the ground.

The sound of killing was heard behind, and the dullness and screams of the sword stabbing into the human body made Cheng Kong burst into agility that was not in line with his body shape. When he passed through the several miles long street and came to another city wall, the fat man was already pulling the bearded man, rather than the bearded man pulling the fat man away.

After all, that farmer's tag was not a false reputation, which made Cheng Kong's running speed far exceed that of the past.

The only difference is that even if the fat man Cheng Kong escaped, he was holding the feces fork tightly in his hand, and the bearded man had long been unknown where he went.

The fat man remembers one thing that the weapon in his hand is life, and losing a weapon is losing his life.

Although there is only one gate in Las City, there are many channels for escape, at least the bearded farmer knows one.

After getting out of the escape passage, Cheng Kong did not dare to stop at any time, and followed the farmers and rushed towards the wilderness desperately.

But before long, the farmers had to hide in haystacks in the wild.

The city of Las has been completely finished, and the raging flames continue to spread in the city of Las, both soldiers and ordinary residents have become victims under the sword light.

The screams of several griffons as they passed through their heads scared the farmers to tremble all over.

This made them not afraid. The huge gap in individual strength gave them the illusion of death.

After finally staying up until the nightfall, the griffins could not find themselves and their group through the night. Cheng Kong and others had just crawled out of the haystack, shook the grass clips stuck to their clothes, and continued to move towards the direction away from Ras City.

This is impossible. According to the bearded man, the war here is cruel. After any city is captured, the remaining soldiers and residents will be washed away.

The only way to live is to escape far away, wandering in the wilderness far away from the castle and wandering in the mountains and forests. Although there will be some dangers, at least this is a way to live, which is much better than dying now.

To be honest, at present, Cheng Kong has no idea of ​​treating this world as a game. Whether it is the fatigue, hunger, or even the blood bubbles produced by his two legs, it makes him feel a sense of fear.

If anyone said this was a game, Cheng Kong would probably jump up immediately and slapped the other person in the face.

Game? Let's try it? Damn, I'm so old, I haven't even run dozens of kilometers so far in one breath.

Will death really die if you die here?
Chapter completed!