黯然失色,换而来之的是满天箭雨,还有从头顶飞舞而过的巨石。
满耳都是潮水般的呐喊声,可以看到百万的敌军像潮水一般汹涌。身处这样的环境,才能感受到那种气势汹涌,那种恐惧。
两边的军队终于像潮水一样接触,两种颜色融合在一起,投石车的咆哮,骑兵冲击,武器交触声,战马嘶叫声,血再一次染红这片土地。
五千人的部队,夹杂在其中,随着军阵移动。他们紧密地保持着队形,以免被冲乱。
四周都是一片混乱,耳朵边各种声音都有,终于有关外的蛮兵出现在傅小蛙眼前,举起长刀呜哇呜哇地朝着他就砍。
傅小蛙立即闪躲,像这样的攻击,对他来说还是小意思,他随手转身回刀,就已经将刀架在那硕壮蛮兵的脖子上,那蛮兵顿时就已经瘫掉,在战场是遇到这样的情况,谁不是讲究利落,旁边还有更多的危险要应对,只需将那刀柄一带,就可以解决。
而傅小蛙将刀架在那敌军脖子上,顿时气喘起来,他见那蛮兵已经闭上眼睛,他却颤抖着手,最终是下不去杀手。
而这个时候,旁边的更多的蛮兵已经涌上来,举刀就砍,傅小蛙情急之下,一个脚踢,将那眼前的蛮兵踢飞,那些蛮兵飞出去顿时昏在地上一动不动。
手头上事情要紧,傅小蛙带着队伍移动在巨大军阵的边缘地带,大军正逼压着尽量靠近巴图军营。
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