Portland soldiers are like numbers on paper, numbly subtraction.

Because of timely suppression, the almost erupted roar finally rekindled, and there was no warning.

No one has ever seen or heard of such a peerless weapon. The natural fear of unknown things and the extremely heavy casualties in human nature have infinitely expanded this negative group psychological change.

There were Portlanders with horror all over the face, running around without target like headless flies. They shouted hysterically and talked nonsense. Some soldiers holding weapons even slashed wildly.

No matter how some officers at all levels who remained awake, they still couldn't stabilize their morale. Even more officers themselves were dragged in.

The complete out-of-control chaos spreads like a plague,

His hands were full of blood, just like the Hell Shura who came to the earth. He once pretended to be a monk in the Prayer Hall of Danyan Town, and his bloody hands were both contradictory and harmonious.

"45 seconds, 44 seconds, 43 seconds"

The "Dragon General" tactical helmet mask display indicates that the maintenance time of the six-track electromagnetic track machine gun is decreasing. The expressionless dragon knight is wantonly reaping the lives of the Portlanders. The tents have been razed one after another, and even the central army's tent has not been spared.

Finally, a very few smart guys knew that they could escape the disaster by lying on the ground and pretending to be dead. In fact, this did not completely count as pretending to be dead, but it only greatly reduced the cross-sectional area of ​​their shot. There were still more Portlanders who had not yet reacted to it and paid the price of their lives for their slowness and stupidity.

"13 seconds, 12 seconds, 11 seconds, the process is aborted, and the form is restored."

The murderous six-track electromagnetic track machine gun finally turned back to its originally inconspicuous black flat ring appearance, and the refreshing massacre was like a flash in the pan.

The strafing lasted less than four minutes, and the shooting distance of 2,000 meters completely destroyed the "Thunder Cloud Tiger" legion. Not only the First Division and the Second Division, which did not believe in evil, were wiped out. In the third, fourth and fifth divisions, many soldiers died directly or indirectly at the hands of the Dragon Knights, and more people simply threw away their armor and fled to the surrounding wilderness.

No matter how furious the legion commander Tang Lu was, he still could not stop the entire legion from completely disintegrating under the double attack of massacre and camp roar.

This is the combat style of the Sky Knight with full attack attributes. It is either beaten like a dog by the enemy or beaten like a dog.

With his hands lightened, the Dragon Knight was half kneeling on the ground as if he had been exhausted. His extremely excited spirit when he was killing, instantly fell to the bottom of the valley, and his shoulders were falling all the way, still breathing freely.

After lowering his eyes, he was very surprised to see a light yellow unknown wild flower shaking delicately and weakly in the breeze.

Surprisingly, after a chaotic night, both the flowers and the green leaves were miraculously intact, and even the dirty blood had not been stained with a drop.

Perhaps just by lifting your feet and swinging it gently, you can completely shatter it in this blood-soaked land, without even a trace of residue left.

Lin Mo slowly lowered his head unexpectedly and devoutly sniffed the faint fragrance in the smell of blood, as if his heart was contaminated by blood and killing was comforted. His face quickly softened, and his breathing gradually calmed down.

He raised his head again and looked around the messy Portland Legion camp, and a look of confusion appeared, as if he was a little reluctant to believe that he had successfully slaughtered a legion alone.

This military camp seemed to have become a slaughterhouse. The Portlanders were slaughtered livestock, with human tissues, debris of weapons and equipment and bones everywhere. The air was filled with an undispersed odor. It was a mixture of human blood, internal organs and feces and urine, and it was an unimaginable stench.

The Portlanders may have all died, and the surroundings were filled with silence, with only a dozen broken military flags clattering in the morning breeze.

The sky was covered with white fish belly, and a trace of golden morning light was about to burst out.

The Dragon Knight stood up silently, held a Portlander's battle sword in his hand, raised his head and took a breath, clenched his fist with one hand and raised the battle sword with the other, as if he wanted to break the shiny sky, and at the same time made a long roar with all his might.

"Su!~~~ Have you heard it? I avenge you! Those damn bastards, I will send them to prison with my own hands, and I will not let anyone go!!!"

The weak little nameless yellow flower swayed gently at his feet, like an audience listening to the Dragon Knight's declaration of revenge.

There were still many Portlanders in the camp who had no time to escape and had to pretend to be dead to save their lives, and they were silent and lying in the middle of the disgusting flesh and blood and corpses, continuing to pretend to be dead.

The ground trembled slightly, as if even the heaven and earth had changed color.

In fact, after Lin Mo's voice dissipated, the ground was still trembling, and a row of black lines suddenly appeared from the distant horizon.

Cavalry! The cavalry of the brigade!

As we approached here at full speed, it was as dark as a black tide, with flags flying in the middle of the team.

Another army appeared, Lin Mo was stunned and released a light mirror technique without hesitation.

There was no magician using dispersion or counter spells, which made the opponent's banner clearly show in a round of light mirror floating in front of him.

A majestic lion embroidered on the dark purple velvet flag, and a simplified crown above its head.

The other party's identity is about to emerge, the Portlander "Overlord Lion" Legion and Lin Mo's old opponent.

The cavalry team was very fast, and in a blink of an eye it rushed into the ruined camp overnight, quickly began to line up, and surrounded the only dragon knight standing in the camp.

Only the war horses sniff and hoofing sounds from time to time, the square queue was very neat, each knight was straight and sat on the horse's back motionless, showing a well-trained mental outlook.

A leading knight left the team with his war horse, looked around, turned his eyes and looked at Lin Mo, while shouting loudly: "What's wrong here? Knight! Tell me, what's going on here?"

The strange and thick armor, which was dark all over, represented the opponent's identity as a knight.

The "Overlord Lion" Legion was worried that the "Thunder Cloud Tiger" Legion suffered too much casualties due to the dragon slaying, so the Slans could take advantage of the opportunity, so they sent a 500-man knight group to support them, but they were still one step late and did not see the unimaginable bloody scene not long ago.

In order to seize the time, the Knights chose to move forward lightly, and the baggage team loaded with heavy cavalry armor and supplies were left far behind, and it was expected to arrive one day later.

"No, no, he is the murderer, he is the devil! Devil! He killed everyone."

Lin Mo was about to speak when a person suddenly jumped up nearby, as if he had caught a life-saving straw, and rushed over with a scream of hoarseness.

The fish that escapes the net!

Draw out the Type 92 combat pistol, open the safety, load it, and lift the gun!

Bang! ~

The Portland soldier who pretended to be a dead body fell to the ground like a rotten wood, and no longer heard anything.

Be clean and neat!

The truth was violently killed again.

The Portland knights watched in amazement as Lin Mo completed the entire process of the crime on the spot in full view of everyone.

It's like killing a chicken, and the other party's eyes didn't even fluctuate.

"You, who are you?"

Originally, he thought that the man wearing Portland armor was just mentally ill, but he didn't expect that he would be killed directly under his nose. Lin Mo's behavior aroused the suspicion of the knight!

Yes!~ Another gunshot answered him.

Lin Mo was in a bad mood at this moment and didn't want to reason.

Therefore, a small round hole suddenly appeared on the forehead of the battle helmet and red and white juice appeared. The leader of the team-leader fell off his horse without saying a word. He was completely unprepared and did not expect that the other party would be so domineering.

"My Lord Centurion, God, Mr. Centurion is dead."

"He killed the Centurion! It must be magic!"

"Enemma, kill him to avenge the Centurion!"

After a commotion, the other knights all pulled out various weapons and prepared to rush over to avenge their captain.

The blazing white war flames rose on the surface of the "Dragon General" tactical armor. Lin Mo didn't mind another massacre. The fearless war sword began to enter the Portland Knight who was entering the acceleration process.

"Roar!~~~"

A long dragon roar suddenly came from the distant sky, and the war horses of the Portland Knights seemed to be suddenly frightened, fell into chaos, and ran around without any mind.

They are just a group of ordinary riding beasts, and they are born with fear of powerful creatures occupying the top of the food chain. Although they have received strict military training, they are not scared to the point where they are so good that they are already doing very well.

Several knights who had not yet rushed to Lin Mo deviated from the direction by the frightened war horse belt, and even fell under their hooves. They fell to the ground with an extremely ugly look, and they didn't even touch the enemy's edge.

A more unlucky knight flew out of his saddle and fell in disgrace in front of Lin Mo. When he couldn't get up, his head was cut off by a sword. The body above his neck was empty and the bloody arrow fell to the ground. The strange and inexplicable twitched, and the chaotic scene became even more unbearable.

After a few breaths, a huge figure swept over the camp that turned into ruins. After nearly a hundred meters, it suddenly twisted its body and half-retracted its scales, completing an extremely fast turning posture. It took advantage of the remaining momentum to return and finally landed on the ground.

"Human race!"

A giant dragon covered with light green scales fell between the Knights and Lin Mo, but this "human race" was said to Lin Mo.

"I smelled the golden dragon clan on you."

The huge wind dragon sniffed, his expression changed slightly, and unexpectedly continued: "The cold iron smell really disgusting the dragon." (To be continued. Please search for Astronomy, the novel is better and faster!)
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