This is a head-on showdown without any fancy.

Once, again and again.

When the sun rises to the zenith and begins to slide westward again.

Continuous bleeding, death, bleeding, death.

The bodies are still increasing.

The city wall has long been turned into Shura hell.

The flesh and blood and the continuous gushing plasma stick to the city wall. The sound of the blades slashing and raising up made the entire city look like a meat grinder running at a high speed.

Twist, twist, twist, twist, twist!!!

"Puchi--" Flesh and blood splattered everywhere.

But no one retreated.

This is a battle that cannot retreat.

This is……

"Drink!" Murphy exhaled and rushed out again against the sunlight.

This is the first time I don’t know how many times I’ll kill, and it’s also the second time I don’t know how many times I’ll kill but failed.

Dukekao always stood there like a mountain.

Although he was only holding a piece of iron that was about to be completely decayed, it gave Murphy the feeling that he was holding an invincible weapon blessed by the divine power of the heavens.

After fighting for such a long time, Murphy already felt that he was a little physically exhausted.

Duke Kao, the old and firm man, even his face was as calm as before.

This is a desperate reality.

What makes people even more desperate is behind it.

Behind him.

Behind the complete fall.

Just five minutes ago.

The enemy army that suddenly appeared behind them had completely tore their rear.

After half a magic at most, Murphy will taste what it means to be attacked from both sides.

Or, he is already starting to taste it now.

Because many soldiers have begun to fight with fear.

When they saw that their backs were full of enemies, the soldiers who could not fight for a long time finally began to collapse.

The morale of the army has collapsed.

This is an irreversible situation.

Murphy suddenly felt very weak and weak all over.

Body and mental exhausted.

He suddenly felt that the sword in his hand was so heavy and he could hardly hold it.

He allowed the soldiers around him to retreat to the rear, either lightly or darkly.

There is no longer the fierce offensive as before.

He no longer had the interest to shout again, and he felt his throat was so dry that it was already stuck.

He accepted his fate, he saw it, and saw his own destiny.

The surging river was at first magnificent, splashing a lot of water. It could even reach its highest peak at one point, but in the end it still flowed into a calm tributary. The flow became slower and slower, and eventually, it completely disappeared.

And now, that end point is coming.

He Murphy Light Shield, in his entire life, will never reach that peak.

He doesn't have that kind of life or power.

Apart from the surname Guangdun, he is actually useless.

In the last stage of his life, he suddenly understood these principles that he did not want to face before.

"Demacia..." Murphy laughed in a low voice, and he finally held his sword tightly, preparing to carry out this final heroic spirit.

That's all he left.

"Demacia!!!"

"Demacia." Someone would even shout along with him, too...

Wait, this is...

Murphy was stunned. He suddenly felt that the sound was very familiar, although the sound was so far away.

But, suddenly, he was filled with strength.

yes……

He turned his head and saw it.

Behind the collapse, a loud dragon spear was steadily placed on the defeated position, like an unfallen flag.

It's a thousand troops.

It is a dragon spear and a thousand troops.

Yes. Jiawen IV.

That nephew who was once extremely jealous.

Now, he only felt tears in his eyes.

They haven't lost yet.

Because, reinforcements have arrived.

Jiawen is here.

Immediately afterwards, there were more loud roars.

More reinforcements joined the battlefield.

The situation fell toward Murphy and the others in an instant.

They are going to win.

"Follow me!!!" Murphy roared again. This time, those who were originally quietly retreating followed his eyes again, "Charge!!!"

Another fearless charge.

But this time, for Duke Kao, it was an extremely dangerous charge.

Originally, they were going to win.

Victory is in sight and is within reach.

But now, I can't even see the balance of victory at once.

This was originally a battle they had been fighting to the death.

Only win, not lose.

Now, but...

Duke Kao slowly laughed and said, "Sivil, we have less than a thousand people left now, and the other side, there are still a steady stream of reinforcements. Are you afraid?"

"General Du..." Shiville also laughed, and she answered Duke Kao, with only one word.

"Hiss-" This is not a word.

This is because the wheel of harvest in her hand was too fast and the wind brought out.

She didn't say a word, she just started her final harvest at a faster, whirlwind speed.

Even if you exhaust your last bit of strength.

It is absolutely impossible for a person to walk past her.

"Okay!!!" Dukekao and Lao Du laughed extremely heroicly, and he raised the knife in his hand that looked like a decayed iron piece.

Beauty under the moon.

A flash in the pan.

The rich light began to condense from that blade.

Flowers blooming at the end of life...

"Go." He whispered.

The light that bloomed like moonlight enveloped the entire battlefield.
To be continued...