Heroes are contempt for death and pain!

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The movements of each Spartan Helmet Warrior are the same as the velocity and the same regularity, making the rhythm of rushing and killing like a silent time, coordinated and accurate.

When the data was reflected in Aaron's eyes, the combat morale of the wolf clan troops finally fell to 0 points, and the dense wolf clan in front of him showed a one-sided escape.

The rainy season rains are endless, but when it disappears, it is also very abrupt.

As the raindrops gradually disappeared, the smell of grass and soil was mixed with the rain, fresh and moist. Although the earth under my feet had just been washed by the rain, the blood still had not faded, and the fog in the grass was disappearing rapidly.

In an instant, from afar, on the horizon, colorful rainbows appeared in the sky. At the same time, Aaron saw the leader of the wolf clan under the claw marks on the mound from afar, with his fierce expression of bare teeth.

The wolf leader in the vision was hung with dazzling scales on his chest and waist. In addition to being very strong and tall, his hair also showed white all over his body. Under his crotch, there was also a big and fat giant bear. The bear was strong and cruel, and on the barren continent, it symbolized invincibility.

The giant bear under the crotch of the wolf leader, with black hair, was full of black hair, looking at the Spartan legion that was rushing over from afar. It opened its blue-black eyes, raised its pair of pointed ears, and listened nervously to the movements around.

The fur on the black bear's body was so black that every silk would shine with a silky blue light, which formed a very sharp contrast with the owner on its back, the white wolf hair, under the rainbow in the sky after the rain.

The leader of the wolf clan roared and kept waving the steel claws on the back of his hand, trying to organize the defeat of the wolf clan troops, but his efforts were obviously useless to the situation in front of him.

Looking at the huge operation of the Spartan Legion, the wolf clan's tone was stretched very long, and at the same time, it frowned anxiously, and its thick and hard arms pointed in the direction of the Spartan Legion like pliers. Immediately, about five hundred wolf clan guards rushed down from the hills.

"Sparta~~~"

A roar echoed through the sky. Aaron held a sword and shield, bowed his legs, stepped on the ground, moved his muscles and bones, and ran forward. But the back of the wolf leader, who was driving the giant bear and turning around and running away, confirmed that Aaron's guess was correct.

The leader of the wolf clan is a cunning coward who would rather throw out the elite guards as a shield than face the defeat caused by him directly.

But Aaron's intuition told himself that the choice of the leader of the wolf clan was undoubtedly wise, and the scene that was happening in front of him could prove it. The elite guards of the leader of the wolf clan were flooded by the roars and spears of the five thousand Spartan helmets in the blink of an eye.

At this moment when the war was in progress, the morale of the wolf clan troops and the irresistible escape had become a foregone conclusion and could not be changed by the wolf clan leaders.

Aaron's eyes were still moving, looking at the direction of the wolf leader's escape. "Whether it is a warrior or a bear, it is not up to you to have a bold message before you die, or a heroic look with a chest and head raised. Instead, you know how to make choices, and if your life is gone, everything will be over."

After just experiencing a great war, the speed of the wolf clan's escape when it was defeated was only half as fast as usual, but it was not something that the Spartan infantry could catch up with just two feet.

Because of the seriousness in the corners of the eyes, wrinkles appeared in the place where the inner corners of the eyes and the bridge of the nose were connected. Looking at the entire battlefield behind him, according to Aaron's general statistics, the wolf tribe on the battlefield left about 10,000 corpses, and based on the huge population of the wolf tribe itself, Aaron can be sure now, and it will not take long before the wolf leader can gather a larger wolf tribe army.

The existence of the wolf clan is undoubtedly a blockade on the southern plains of Sparta. If this problem is not solved in one day, the Spartan city-state must be prepared at all times.

Just when Aaron felt a pity in secret, there was a rumbling sound of horse hooves in his ears.

The direction of the sound came from the south of the battlefield. When the familiar cavalry outlines were clearly seen, the moving horse neigh that Aaron had never heard before was resounding through the sky.

In response to these tragic neighing, a herd of colorful horses surged from all directions, and unstoppablely rolled over from the vast plain grass after the rain, hundreds of war horses gathered together and roared and galloped.

The saddle was hung with wolf clans on both sides, and the knights were waving long swords and bows. The long horse-haired and ponytails fluttered under the buoyancy of the airflow, one after another, overlapping the other, condensed into a whole, and pushed forward quickly.

In Aaron's eyes, it was a strange picture of rushing beauty and the beauty of power intertwined.

Less than a minute before the leader of the wolf clan escaped, the cavalry general Viado, with two thousand light cavalry, happened to return to this battlefield. After a while, the figure wearing a horsehair helmet, quickly came to Aaron as the horse's horse galloped up and down.

Obviously, from the expression on Viado's face, he was confused about the battlefield here, but he still reported the whereabouts of the cavalry troops just now. "My king, I discovered a team of wolf clans not long ago, and we kept chasing them..."

"Shut up, Viado. Immediately pursue the north with the light cavalry. A few breaths before the wolf leader appeared on the opposite hill. I order you to bring back his body! As for the characteristics of the wolf leader, I believe you can recognize it at a glance."

Interrupting Viado's report, Mars burst out from time to time in Aaron's pair of silver pupils, revealing a faint color that made Viado feel depressed. The eyes with a few bloodshot lines became cold and hard like steel, which was intimidating. "Viado, bring back the corpse of the leader of the wolf clan, and I will consider promoting you to the throne. If you can't bring it back, then the horsehair on your battle helmet will not have to be kept."

Hearing the warning from the Spartan king, the cavalry general Viado stretched his neck, his long eyebrows stood up, his eyes staring like a cowbell, and he was so scared that he dared to open his mouth in person or continue to waste time.

He kicked the horse's belly hard, pulled out a long sword, and made a hole in the back of the horse's buttocks, causing the horse to neigh. Viado ran out quickly from Aaron's eyes, and the long mane behind the horse's neck was scattered, and he ran, and his four hooves seemed to be as fast as if they were not touching the ground.

Throw away the heads of the hundreds of wolf tribes that had just been captured, and two thousand cavalry and archery troops followed Viado, layered ponytails spread out in an orderly manner. Like the wind, rolled in the direction pointed by Aaron's sword!

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Chapter completed!