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Xufeng nodded slightly at him, saluted, and then took the steed sent by the militiamen and stood up.

Shenxingke, Frodo and others also saluted the militias in Bray Town, and then turned on their horses.

Chapter 661

Soon, Xu Feng took the Freelander, Frodo and others, galloped all the way, and left Bray Town.

After Xufeng and their backs disappeared from sight, the old man wiped his tears tremblingly, and said confidently: "The townspeople! It's time for us to repay our kindness! We have to delay as long as possible for the Lord Dragon Slayer. We, you must not retreat unless you have a last resort! Do you understand?"

"Understood!" the militiamen shouted loudly.

The old man waved his hand, "Everything guarding the city is ready!"

"Yes!"

The militiamen quickly entered a state of combat. They covered their noses and mouths and moved a jar of heavy stuff onto the city wall.

Only a few minutes later, the Angmar Witch King appeared at the gate of Bray Town with his six Ring Spirit Kings.

Angmar Witch King glanced coldly, and then smiled: "It seems that the dragon slayer has escaped, leaving only some invisible civilians to stop us, hahaha! Hey, people in Bray Town Listen, we are the Ring Spirit King under the seat of Demon Lord Sauron! Hurry up and open the city gate and let us pass, otherwise, I will let you live in Bray Town!"

The old man stood tremblingly on the wall, breathing for a long time, and finally calmed down.

Angmar Witch King frowned and waited.

The old man took another sip of the water handed over by someone around him, and then slowly said, "You said, who are you here?"

The Witch King Angmar roared angrily: "Old stuff, you are good for me. We are the Ring Spirit King under the seat of Demon Lord Sauron! The Ring Spirit King, do you understand?"

"What?" said the old man pretending to be horrified: "You are! You are! You are the ring, you are the king of ringing?!"

The other militiamen burst into laughter.

Angema Witch King said angrily: "We are the Ring Spirit King!"

"Jie Lu Wang?"

"Quite..." Angrily Witch King drew out the Demon Cave Sword, "Why should I waste my words here with a small person like you? Go and die!"

With that said, the Angmar Witch King strangled the old man's throat with a death grip, and lifted him up in the air.

"Mayor!" The militiamen were all stunned!

The old mayor exhausted all his strength and shouted, "Long live the Dragon Slayer!"

After the roar, he was directly thrown to death under the city wall by the death grip of the Angmar Witch King.

The militiamen all roared.

One of the militia captains shouted: "Brothers, for the dragon slayer! For the old mayor! Give them some color!"

"Yes!"

A number of simple catapults were immediately erected on the city wall. Then, the militiamen put bottles and cans on the simple catapults and shot them at the Ring Spirit Kings.

Angema Witch King sneered and said, "I want to kill us with this kind of broken can? It really is a group of stupid farmers!"

The Ring Spirit Kings laughed grinningly, and took out their weapons one after another to attack the thrown jars.

Bang bang bang!

The jar was easily broken by the Ring Spirit Kings, but the yellow soup in the jar was smashed on the Ring Spirit Kings.

"This is! What is this?" Angean Witch King said in horror.

At first, he thought it was some kind of poison, but soon he realized that these things are not poison at all, but excrement!

"Oh!" The Angmar Witch King almost spat out himself.

"Brothers! Go on!" With the roar of the militia captain, another round of jars smashed toward the Ring Spirit Kings.

"Back! Back!" Angmar Witch King roared angrily.

This second wave of jars immediately fell to the ground, and the foul smell was all over the floor.

"Kill them all!" Angmar Witch King roared angrily, rushing towards the city gate.

At this time, the third wave of jars smashed again, and the Angmar Witch King could only step back and avoid - logically speaking, these jars did not have any harm at all, but... disgusting.

Although the Angmar Witch Kings and Ring Spirit Kings are dead spirits, the dead spirits do not mean that they can bear such filth!

As a result, the Angmar Witch King kept charging and returning again.

And the yellow soup jars in Bray Town are constantly pounding at them.

The two sides repeatedly saw the saw, an entire hour had passed, and the sky gradually dimmed.

The Angmar Witch King said grimly: "These damn untouchables! Why do they have so much excrement! Lord of the Rings, you cover me. I will destroy their slings with the Grip of Death. Otherwise, we I’m going to be stuck here forever."

"……Yes!"

The Ring Spirit Kings are reluctant, but the Angmar Witch King is their leader, and they have to obey the orders of the Angmar Witch King.

As a result, the 6 Ring Spirit Kings rushed to the front and resisted a round of yellow soup pots.

The Angmar Witch King hid behind them, using Death Grip to grab one of the simple slings while the militia was loading.

Two militiamen who were in charge of shooting were also taken down and fell to the ground.

"Go on!" the militia captain roared loudly.

Angmar Witch King also roared loudly: "Go on!"

Both sides tried their best, while desperately smashing the pot of yellow soup, while desperately using their bodies to block.

The Angmar Witch King took the opportunity to grab all the remaining three slings.

Suddenly, the militiamen will no longer have the tools for remote projection.

"Hahaha!" Angmar Witch King shouted loudly: "It's time for us to take revenge! Go in and kill them all."

"Yes!" The Ring Spirit Kings immediately rushed towards the city gate.

The captain of the militia shouted loudly: "Brothers, ready to retreat! Before retreating, remember to feed them another big meal!"

"Yes!"

The militiamen immediately raised a long iron trough, which was filled with foul-smelling yellow soup.