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To put it bluntly, it’s actually not the Persian soldier on the front of the city who saw Xiaomeng’s woman on the battlefield and said something unclean...and it happened that Xiaomeng understood those few Persian words. ...

So, in a rage, she ordered the wolf tide to eat...

The whole city was eaten by the wolf tide with ten rooms and nine empty spaces... The remaining poor guys were almost scared into neurosis...

Moreover, Lucis also dared not stop the actions of the wolf tide...

After all, he always thought that the wolf tide was summoned by Zhou Ye, his favorite...

How dare he question his command??

But - Zhou Ye is not calling for grievances for the Persians in that city...

For him, eat it...it's no big deal.

Besides, who would call that Persian soldier a mouthful?This is nothing but blessings and misfortunes.

It can only be said that the people of that city were exhausted by that unlucky ghost.

but--

This kind of thing is indispensable. In the final analysis, these cities in the future belong to Tamina. If you want to make a thousand miles away, it is meaningless... Is it??

Moreover, this kind of thing is easy to be caught and make a fuss...it is not good for the future, Tamina's rule...So, let's forget about Xiaomeng's battlefield...

Just when Zhou Ye and Xiaomeng were talking about facts and reasoning...

In the display in front of him, the images of women have appeared...

At this time, the patrol envoys, wearing black cloaks, are holding their standard weapon-the death sickle...

Has come to the battlefield...

The long cloak envelops them all, and it is impossible for people to tell whether they are male or female... and the long sickle makes people shudder.

Seeing the arrival of the women, Lucis certainly didn't dare to neglect... He had also seen the dressing of the wind patrol envoys...

He hurriedly ordered the soldiers to make way for these people in black cloaks, and urged the horses under his hips to come in front of the women."I don't know what's up with you??"

"We are on the orders of the Lord to open the gates of this city for you..." said the leading patrol envoy of the Kanzi Department: "Now, let your soldiers retreat for the time being, so as not to get hurt by mistake!!!"

"Okay, I'll order them to retreat now!" Lucius said, hurriedly ordering the soldiers behind him to blow the horn and temporarily retract...

With the sound of a long and two short retreat horn...

The Roman soldiers who had struggled to attack the city all retreated...

And this, the patrol envoys have also come to the front...

They looked at the gate of the city in front of them with disdain...

I have to say that this city that was helpless by Lucis was built quite well, with high walls, narrow urns... everything was done in accordance with the needs of the war, obviously... this was built as a fortress. ...

However, in the eyes of the wind patrol, such a city is like a child's toy, it will collapse with a slight push...

There are Gan, Kun, Zhen, Xun, Kan, Li, Gen, and Dui the eight tribes of the patrol windshield...Why do the mistresses of the underworld send them to serve the Lord??

Because-they are the strongest one.

Talk less gossip...

When the Roman soldiers had all withdrawn, the patrolmen had already walked to the gate...

At this time, the Persian soldiers who were finally able to breathe a sigh of relief because of the temporary retreat of the Roman Legion, saw a dozen strange black-robed men suddenly came under the city, and they were all curious to pass by the city. Arrow hole, look out...

In their opinion, maybe these a dozen guys are wearing something weird, but - they definitely don't think that these dozen guys can take their own gates...

Just kidding, a city that could not be captured by tens of thousands of Roman armies, why can these dozen or so thin-looking figures be able to take it?

Unless they are back to the ancient times when gods were everywhere and demigods were inferior to dogs??

Just when these guys looked at the cruiser happily, and almost didn't say a word, please start your performance, the change happened.

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The Persian soldiers on the head of the city, taking advantage of the opportunity of the Roman soldiers to retreat, were breathing for a while.

The patrol wind envoys of the Kanzi Department have already come to the city...

As soon as they approached the gate of the city...the bow and arrow on the head of the city were unceremoniously shot down...

Facing the arrows coming from the front, the patrol wind envoys ignored them... as if they hadn't seen the arrows aimed at them at all, and walked towards the city gate without stopping.

"Hurry up and avoid..."

The Roman soldiers behind them couldn't help but loudly remind the women...

Although they don't know who the girls in the black cloak are, but-since they are from the back of their army, they must have not run away...

However, these people are too stupid, right??Facing the arrow, you can't hide without hiding??Did they come to die on the battlefield?

Compared to the anxious Roman soldiers, the Persian soldiers on the front of the city looked much happier...

"Go to hell, damn Roman..."

"Hahahaha... Finally someone to die..."

No wonder these Persian soldiers are so happy...they just fought with the Roman legionnaires are so depressed...

Those with a shield and a skilled Roman heavy infantry made them almost like a mouse pulling a tortoise, and there is no way to start...

Especially these Roman soldiers were not afraid to die one by one... and, the most annoying thing was that they were easily injured. They immediately took out a leather water bottle from their belt, and after drinking a few sips, it seemed that the injuries would heal immediately. Now... unexpectedly rushed over again...

It's like ordinary players being bullied by RMB warrior krypton drug...makes these Persian soldiers exhausted...

Now it's easy to see a group of fools wearing black cloaks and COS Grim Reapers coming up to die... How can they be unhappy??

However, these Persian soldiers were a little too happy...

I saw—the arrows were about to be shot at the female patrolmen...One of the patrolmen stretched out his little hand from the cloak, stretched forward, and made a resisting movement.

Following her actions, all the arrows stopped in mid-air... as if the entire space was frozen.

this moment----

On the battlefield, whether it was a Roman soldier or a Persian soldier, they had grown up and looked at the patrol envoys with a dull expression...