super dragon ball

Chapter 441 Really Strong Hanging

An orc-killing officer saw this and shouted: "Protect the King of the Mountain!"

At the same time, he led a group of orcs to attack.

But those orc soldiers were no match for General Yasha's battlefield queen. Wherever the golden light danced and the golden wind flowed, they all fell to the ground and died. In an instant, hundreds of orcs fell to the ground.

But Reymer was able to take the opportunity to pull away, knowing that he was no match for General Yasha's Field Queen in close combat, so he looked around in horror.

The Golden Troops turned into several golden fortresses at this time, and they suddenly killed left and right in the orc army. The orcs who rushed forward died one after another and fell down one after another. The human soldiers and the Golden Troops cooperated with each other and fought back bravely.

The Golden Team has eliminated tens of thousands of orcs. The ground is covered with a thick layer of orc corpses. Almost everyone is standing on the orc corpses to fight. The ground is already a mess of blood and flesh.

The previous advantage was completely lost. They were originally attacking the city, but now they were surrounded and slaughtered. The victory was already in hand, but they never expected that General Yasha and three thousand gold troops would be killed in the middle. If not If they pursue Zhenqiang and attack the city at full speed, they will not suffer such heavy casualties if they first find out the situation in the city.

Thinking of this, Lejemer put all his resentment on Zhen Qiang. His anger surged up for a moment, and he gritted his teeth and hated Zhen Qiang. He was about to rush to cut him into pieces, but he saw that there was a bull's head beside Zhen Qiang. Human warrior, General Yasha over there was killing him again. Unable to vent his anger, he raised his head to the sky and roared loudly:

"Orcs! Retreat!".

Roar--! The remaining 40,000 orcs roared angrily and retreated out of the city.

The human soldiers cheered when they saw the orcs retreating, but they were all injured and unable to pursue them.

"Oh, Master, the orcs have run away, your doom is coming, let's run away too." Plato said at this time.

"The orcs have retreated, and we are safe. How can there be bad luck?" Zhenqiang said while holding the unconscious Milanqi.

"Oh, Master, this problem is not something I can explain. I can only bring bad luck, but I cannot explain the reasons for it." Plato said.

"Master, Plato's premonition of doom is very accurate, we should listen to him." Tagore said at this time.

Zhenqiang thought of General Yasha's eyes that looked at him like lightning, and couldn't help but tremble in his heart, and said: "I also have an ominous premonition, let's leave quickly." After saying that, he handed Miran to a soldier, and then Go outside.

"Catch them!" General Yasha pointed his golden spear, and dozens of golden warriors rushed forward to surround them.

"You two, as humans, led the way for the orcs to attack Aigai City. Kill them without mercy! Execute them on the spot!" General Yasha glanced at them and said in a majestic and sharp voice filled with murderous intent.

As soon as he finished speaking, the surrounding golden troops were about to stab him with their spears.

Zhenqiang said hurriedly: "We are not with the orcs, I am the legion commander appointed by General Nicole!"

General Yasha ignored him and took back the Queen of War to return to normal state. He turned around and walked to Miran to check Miran's injury. He said to the golden warrior beside him: "If it cannot be treated, send it to the city of Pera immediately and hand it over to Princess Weiss." , she will definitely be able to cure it.”

"General Yasha, we did not lead the way for the orcs. Miran can prove it, and I can treat him. If I hadn't treated him just now, his life would be in danger." Fanlin Bowei also said hurriedly.

After hearing this, General Yasha turned around and asked, "Who are you?"

"I am a rune spiritual master, my name is Fanlin Bowei." After speaking, Fanlin Bowei pointed his finger on the ground, and a yellow rune line flew away, climbed up to the golden warrior holding Miran, and then It extended to Milang's body, drawing various rune diagrams, and a trace of white air rose. After a while, Milang, who was in a coma, moved his arms.

Upon seeing this, General Yasha said: "Let him treat Milang's injuries, and the rest will be imprisoned for interrogation later!" After that, he walked away.

At this time, a stretcher arrived, and the soldiers carried Miran onto the stretcher and took him to the military camp.

"Master, let's run quickly. With Tagore's body, it shouldn't be a problem to be stabbed by dozens of spears." Plato said.

"You can run just now, but you must not run now. If you run away, she will think that we are together with the orcs. We have to make things clear." Zhenqiang said, and the three of them were escorted by soldiers and put into prison. Fan Linbo Wei was taken to Miran for treatment.

One day later, several golden warriors came and said: "General Yasha is asking questions. You must not hide anything, otherwise you will be killed without mercy!"

When Zhenqiang heard this, he remembered the way General Yasha looked at him on the battlefield. His heart thumped and he asked, "Plato, do I have any bad luck now?"

"Oh, Master, I will tell you when I bring you misfortune," said Plato.

The three Zhenqiang were immediately taken to General Yasha's tent by the golden soldiers.

In the golden general's tent, General Yasha is sitting at the table in a golden armor. He has taken off his golden eagle wing helmet. He has long golden wavy hair, with clouds and waves surging, shawl down, a pair of golden eyes and beautiful eyebrows, and flowing waves of radio waves. A snow-white and pointed face is like a blade, filled with murderous aura. The whole person is elegant and majestic, beautiful and resolute, shocking and soul-stirring, and the whole body exudes a powerful aura of power.

Breathing seems to be able to crush people.

Zhenqiang looked up and saw a pair of golden eyes under Jin Tao's curly hair, piercing him like a sharp sword and pressing down from the sky like a mountain. I thought to myself: 'This woman is so terrible, even more terrible than Reymer. ’

Zhenqiang didn't dare to raise his head for a while, lowered his head, and asked softly: "Plato, has my doom come?"

"Oh, Master, why do you hope for bad luck so much today? If it comes, I will report it." Plato replied softly.

"But I have a very strong sense of fear." Zhenqiang said, "Did you lose your ability today?"

"Oh, master, your doom has come." Plato said.

"Really!" Zhenqiang suddenly felt happy.

"How presumptuous! It's not up to you to speak here!" General Yasha shouted loudly, and the entire general's tent almost jumped up.

Zhenqiang's legs trembled for a while. When he looked up, General Yasha's eyes were shining with cold light, shooting towards him like blades. He took a breath and hurriedly lowered his head.

"Tan Ma told me that you led the orcs to attack Aigai City!" General Yasha said.

"We are being hunted by them." Zhenqiang said, looking up, then quickly lowering his head.

"Why are they chasing you?" General Yasha asked again.

"Because... because..., I want to change their marching route." Zhen Qiang lowered his head and hesitated.

General Yasha was stunned and asked, "Why did you change the marching route of the orcs?"

Zhenqiang didn't dare to say any more. Because he wanted to save a village, he led an army of 50,000 orcs towards Aigai City, causing more than half of the Aigai City defenders to suffer casualties. He bowed his head and remained silent for a while.

"Speak quickly! If you conceal it, you will be killed without mercy!" General Yasha shouted.

Zhen Qiang felt his scalp tingle when he heard the word "kill without mercy", and said: "Because... because... I wanted to save a village, so I wanted to divert their marching route, so..." Zhen Qiang was in a state of confusion. No confidence at all.

"So you took them to Aigai City to avoid the village, right?" General Yasha's golden eyes said coldly.

"Yes..., yes..." When Zhenqiang said this, he knew that he was not far from death.

"Damn it!" General Yasha was furious. He slapped the table and stood up. The whole table shattered like a bomb and sawdust flew into the air.

With sharp eyebrows and thunderous eyes, she said: "You killed fifteen thousand of my soldiers in order to save a village. You deserve death. Come on! Drag him out! Hang him!"

Several golden warriors rushed in immediately, held Zhen Qiang in place, and prepared to torture him.

"The power of shock!"

There was a roar, and the camp was shaken. Several golden warriors' legs weakened, and they knelt on the ground, trying to stand up with the support of their golden spears.

"Do not harm my master." Tagore said.

General Yasha shook for a moment and then stood firm. He stared at Tagore with his golden sword eyes and sneered: "Your grass-eating brain is like a grass root. Do you think that in this military camp, in front of me, Can you protect your master?"

"No matter where we are, no matter who the enemy is, we tauren will protect our master." Tagore said without any panic.

"Really?" General Yasha said, reaching out to pick up the golden eagle wing spear beside him, swirling a golden light, pointing the spear, and pointed it at Tagore's chest, and a stream of blood suddenly spurted out.

This move of lightning, flint, thunder and thunder left Tagore with no room to react. He was stabbed in the chest by a spear. He said: "Master..." and then fell to the ground with a "thump", and blood overflowed from his chest to all sides. .

"Tagore!" Zhenqiang was suddenly struck by thunder, his face turned pale, and he quickly went to help him, but Tagore didn't respond at all, and he had obviously been shot to death.

Zhenqiang's mind suddenly fell into a trance, thinking that Tagore had gone through life and death for him in the past few days, with wounds all over his body. He was loyal and had no complaints, just because he had led him out of the maze and that oath, but now he had lost his life because of him, and tears burst out from his eyes.

"Oh Niutou! You can't die! Can't you take dozens of spears? Why did you fall down in one fell swoop? If you die, who will protect the master's safety? If the master doesn't protect me, I will be in danger, so you have to die. Find a good successor before you die!" Plato also rushed forward, bubble-like tears flowing out one after another.

"Hmph." General Yasha sneered, expressionless, and ordered: "Tie him up, drag him out, and hang him!"

When Zhenqiang saw that Tagore was dead, he immediately lost all hope and gave up his defense. He allowed the golden warrior to kidnap him, carry him outside the tent, and stand under the gallows.

"Oh! Master, you can't die. What will I do if you die? I have been waiting for you as my master for five hundred years!" Plato said in panic as he surrounded Zhenqiang.

"Plato, in fact, you are not a monster that brings bad luck. You are a monster that can predict danger. If you tell others clearly, others will rush for you. After I die, you can find a good master." So powerful. He said with dull eyes.