.One Hundred and Twenty, the front ** and the anus behind

Using lilies to save the gay man... Miss Yana's idea is really pure and loving, and very powerful. No matter what effect this countermeasure can achieve, her unique sense of innovation and decent thinking are worthy of praise... especially for some lustful people with rich association abilities.

Unfortunately, General Daniel really lacked the capital to put it into practice--in the army, there were no women in it. Moreover, this time he was commanding a life-and-death roundabout attack, so when he left, he almost did not carry a weak female soldier.

At present, among this group of remnant soldiers and defeated soldiers who are on the verge of despair, except for a few female priests from different camps, there are no more female creatures. Not to mention whether the number of these female priests is enough, whether the other party will obey such perverted orders. Just how to let the female priests serving the good god and the evil god openly play the lily game in public... That is really the forbidden love in the infinite love of love! The degree of taboo is probably only comparable to the legendary father and son Brokeback Mountain...

In the end, the Elf Army can only use the most clichéd stupid method - learn from adventure, organize hand-to-hand combat teams, bless the sword with holy power, and then besiege the lonely Japanese warriors under the leadership of a few paladins... Theoretically speaking, there is actually a third method, namely, killing and killing the Japanese warriors and their soldiers in the melee with covering magic and artillery fire. It is a bit cruel, but it is simple and effective.

However, General Daniel does not have such powerful magical power or so many ammunition, and he is reluctant to let one-third of the troops on hand be ruined inexplicably. Especially he cannot guarantee that he can still control the army after issuing such an order... In fact, if it weren't for the formation of the backwater and nowhere to escape, his opponent was famous for abusing the prisoners. After repeated setbacks, Daniel's army, which had been repeatedly frustrated, would have been mutiny and disintegrated.

So, the last fierce battle broke out in this battle.

Under General Daniel's personal leadership, a hasty hand-to-hand combat team rushed into the chaotic crowd, and the unstoppable Jushui Special Attack Team launched a face-to-face battle--in modern wars, the commander's personal courage was not emphasized. As the commander's chief general, Daniel should not have taken personal danger at will. Because death would bring chaos. But unfortunately, morale has begun to collapse now. If he does not stand up and set an example of going through fire and water, then there will be no hope at all.

On the wide and muddy mudflats, the orc maces, the dwarf's hammers, the elves' fine thorn swords, and the natives' battle axes appeared together, colliding fiercely with the Japanese warrior's sacred swords. The holy power of white light was scattered, and the resentment filled with black gas was colliding head-on. The howlings of various languages ​​were earth-shaking, and the splattered blood was flowing between the turbid mud. The Jushui Special Attack Team, which had been advancing since the battle, was finally forced to stop here.

The Japanese Tai Knife has always been known for its sharpness. It can often split a musket into two pieces with one knife, and it can be used to cut people, and it will be even more broken. However, its brittle and rust-free disadvantages are really criticized. Warriors will take out handkerchiefs to apply them carefully and apply them repeatedly with special grease. The storage is really meticulous. Otherwise, the love of the sword will be dangerous to turn into a pile of iron filings--so, lazy orcs and dirty dog-heads will definitely not be able to use a super delicate weapon like the Japanese Tai Knife: you have to treat it as a master!

The disadvantages of the Japanese sword being easily rusted can be compensated by diligence, but the problem of brittle texture is really impossible to solve. In the past, Japanese pirates in Japan rampantly spread across the Far East, relying on their sharp blades, burning, killing, and looting without restraint. All ** teams were about to collapse in front of these desperate robbers, even if they were wearing heavy armor, they would still have one or two pieces in front of the Japanese sword.

However, during a robbery operation against the temple, the Japanese sword accidentally encountered the monk's mature copper stick, but it was completely depressed. The blade was too crisp. As long as it didn't happen to hit the blade head-on, the Japanese sword would definitely break at once. Then, the splashed steel pieces would hit the owner's head and face, and even if they were not killed on the spot, they would definitely be disfigured.

So, when General Daniel was in a hurry to treat the orcs' mace and the dwarf subway hammer were attached to the holy power and put into hand-to-hand combat. This unconventional approach actually hit the Japanese warriors' weaknesses and barely blocked their "pig rush" charge.

"Bang! Ding!"

Several shining metal flew high into the blue sky, and a gorgeously decorated sword completely became a waste. Tadao Kuroshima glared at the dwarf holding a hammer in front of him, kicked him hard, kicking him back and forth. The unlucky dwarf supported the long-handed hammer with his hands. Just as he was about to stand up, a bright bloodline suddenly appeared on his throat, so he could only open his eyes and cover the blood-spraying wound and fall down.

"Damn it, I finally got such a famous place knife! Fortunately, I bought a few more..."

Tadao Kuroshima wiped the blood stains on another knife on his sleeve, lowered his head and looked at the demon sword that was only half of Dimura left with regret, and then threw it away at the mud stall casually. Then he roared and slashed at the next enemy.

The shortcomings of the Japanese swords are brittle and fragile. As Japanese warriors who use them, they will naturally not be confused about it. Therefore, when they go into battle, they must at least hang their swords on their waists for replacement. If conditions permit, they will also bring a group of armed servants with many spare swords and follow them tightly. After the knife in their hands is cut off, they will immediately turn back and replace them with one, and then break them again. After a fierce battle, it is absolutely not uncommon to scrap five or six swords. The Kikusu Special Attack Team has been wandering all year round and has a meager income. Most of the samurai in the team cannot afford to hire suitable armed servants, so they can only work hard to add more burdens to their backs--Kuroshima Tadao himself hung two big and one small swords on both sides of his waist, and three swords on his back. In addition, the daggers and grenades in his sleeves can almost be said to be a moving weapon library.

However, his subordinates did not have such exaggerated equipment - it was not that they could not carry it. They could not afford it. The Japanese sword was so consumed so well, but the manufacturing process required a lot of tempering and the price was not cheap at all. Can Japanese warriors who used this high-priced consumable to fight against war? On the other hand, this high economic burden made them unable to afford enough Japanese swords to exchange for...

So, after a short battle between the Japanese warriors of the Jushui Special Attack Team, they were unlucky to be disarmed by a long-handled hammer or a mace. Then they were slapped out heavily in the orcs' terrifying hideous smile. Despite the powerful light of death, they still could not withstand such huge impact, and their tendons and bones were broken one by one. They were fuzzy and screamed in pain. Several of the most unlucky Japanese warriors were surrounded by a large number of enemies after landing. They didn't even have time to get up, and were submerged in the ocean of maces, and turned into a pile of unrecognizable rotten meat.

However, those genuine paladins performed poorly in this melee. The seemingly solid armor can always be found in the gaps through the thin and tricky Japanese swords. The sharp and sturdy Japanese swords cannot take any advantage in the same sharp Japanese swords. And those divine techniques that are said to be able to break the light of death--the terrifying resentment that these gay and weak people have accumulated for half their lives, how can they be knocked out by a few ordinary healing techniques?

A few remaining magicians also trembled into the battle under the guns of the supervision team. However, after a day of fierce fighting, they had little magic left in memory. Their physical strength was on the verge of overdrawing, and even the scrolls and magic weapons under the box were completely consumed. In addition, the interference of the remaining Mithra fog, they were not so much "being killed" than to kill people. Within a few minutes, the spell backfire of the spell backfire, and the coma was slashed by the Japanese warriors. According to Japan, it was "demanding" - it was quite enjoyable. The most unfortunate few simply let countless pairs of stinky feet on both sides slowly slapped.

As for the use of the Slightly Sword as the main weapon of the Ghost Elf officer, it was even more terrible. The Elf Defense Ministry equipped the high-level Sword for middle and senior officers. Its appearance is light and smooth, and the sword body is slender and elastic. It is full of the elegance and delicateness of the elves, but it really has no lethality. Even if it is successfully stabbed, it can only poke a small hole in the opponent's body. Its ornamentality and symbolic significance are far higher than the actual combat value. In fact, it is a semi-decoration that can only be used to play duel games at most.

With this pitiful semi-decoration and the "entertainment" swordsmanship that had been only selected in the military school for a few days, now that most of the "entertainment" swordsmanship had been forgotten, they had to fight life and death with the Dongfang cold weapon fighting experts holding sharp Japanese swords... Almost in one encounter, the elves officers who were fighting in the field covered their wounds and fell into a pool of blood. The red blood of the pillars seemed to gush into the ground, soaking between their fingers. The airflow exhaled from their lungs also squirted out along the torn trachea, turning into a terrifying hissing sound.

Of course, there are no exceptions...

"Go to death...Puchi!"

"Bang!"

Angry slogans were forever blocked in the throat, and the long sword slipped away from the lost hand, falling heavily, and making a crisp sound on the stone. A Japanese warrior who had been pierced through his throat looked at the guy who took his life with a surprised look, and then collapsed softly--the lethal power of the fine-tip sword is too low. If you want to kill it with one blow, you have to stab the opponent's throat or heart accurately, which is naturally not easy.

However, this elf officer dressed in gorgeous clothes and looked as handsome as a beauty, easily did this. Including his previous record, he had successfully killed nine opponents and could be called a fighting expert.

After confirming the death of his opponent, the elf officer bent down, stretched out a thin sword, wiped the blood on it with his dead clothes, and then looked for the next target.

"careful!"

Hearing the female priest from Shar not far away, the elf officer quickly jumped back, and at the same time, the tip of the sword was lifted up and the blade that was slashing from the front.

"Haha! Are you still a little capable?" The person who attacked the sword quickly jumped back, dodged the sword that was fighting back, and praised it in a strangely elves' tone.

"Each one another!" The elf officer danced a sword flower, barely blocking the opponent's next round of attack. Then, taking advantage of the opponent's negligence, he suddenly pulled out the pistol at his waist and pulled the trigger into the warrior's chest.

The ground gears hit the flint, and the blooming sparks ignited gunpowder, and the explosive gunpowder pushed the bullet... Then the flying bullet was slashed in half by a sharp blade, and flew out to the sides behind the warrior!

Looking at the wonder in front of him, the elf officer narrowed his golden pupils: being able to capture the trajectory of the gun with his naked eyes and accurately split the bullets with a knife. This is definitely a very difficult opponent... At the same time, he gently lifted the thin sting sword upwards and picked up the grenade thrown by his opponent. The grenade, which had been changed, drew a long arc in the air and fell far into the lake. With a rumbling sound, several small fish with white belly were blown out.

If this practice of constantly using insidious moves in fighting is put into the eyes of famous knights, swordsmen and martial artists in ancient times, he may be angrily scolded as despicable, shameless, rebellious, and without the demeanor of a warrior!

However, despicable is a pass for despicableness, and noble is a noble epitaph. In this turbulent year when classical morality has been corrupt and degenerate, and the concepts and order of the new era have not yet been established, there is no room for those upright heroes to survive in the traditional sense. What's more, in the chaotic and cruel battlefield, everyone is using any means to pursue victory. Such a small trick is really not worth making a fuss.

"It's not bad. Agile enough, and sinister enough!" The thin middle-aged warrior smacked his lips when he saw the grenade being picked up, and at the same time he held the knife with both hands, spread his legs, leaned forward slightly, and made a ready move, "Come and be the general name! My Kuroshima Shitnoshima Shimotaki's sword, never kills the unknown people!"

When I heard this challenge word full of oriental style, the elf officer suddenly felt angry and funny: It’s time now, why are you making a point? Don’t kill the names of the unknown... When you killed those miscellaneous soldiers before, you had all interrogated your names in advance?

Of course, as an excellent student who once took the "History of the Far East" at Wang** School and passed the A+, he also knew very well that this was just a form, just a way of making a spell that represents the view of his opponent as his level and belongs to the special martial arts strategy.

The elf officer looked at the surrounding environment from the corner of his eyes. There was almost no one within twenty feet, so he quietly pulled a distance apart. Then he took a step back with his left leg, bent his knees slightly, and made a step that was conducive to maneuvering.

"I am the commander of the Elf Wang Family Guards. Lieutenant General of the Army Lord Daniel." He shrank his wrist and slightly raised the thin thorn sword. "I hope you can become my tenth victory today."

"The original leader of the Kuroshima family is the captain of the Kikushui Special Attack Team. I'm afraid you can't swallow this result." Tadao Kuroshima teased, but a terrifying cold light radiated in his eyes.

As a Japanese warrior, the most glorious achievement in his life is to kill enemy generals and seek his rank. In the past twenty years of military career, Tadao Kuroshima has killed nearly all civilized races in the world, but has never obtained a purebred elf general. Looking at Daniel's slender neck, he couldn't help but lick his lips, almost flowing out of water like a cannibal.

"Then try it!" Daniel smiled slightly, shook the shiny gold, and the two huge golden stars on his shoulders shone brightly in the sun. "You should be honored to be able to die under the sword of a golden elf royal family!"

The thin thorn sword attached to the holy power suddenly shone silver light, and the demon sword village immediately flowed out a dazzling rainbow light. Tadao Kuroshima and Daniel looked at each other and almost used a killer move at the same time.

"Time is limited, let's decide the outcome with one blow!" The 6,000-word update for several consecutive days was really unbearable, and the quality was difficult to guarantee. From today on, it will be restored to 3,000 to 4,000 words per day.
Chapter completed!