Hemuti's face turned pale: "Don't be chaotic, hold on, hold on!"
"Whoever dares to cause chaos will be shot to death!"
He waved the long sword in his hand, and several heads fell to the ground. However, at this time, the water continued to rush in, and many people drowned to death on the spot. Who cares about you?
"Fuck you!"
A general suddenly attacked Hemuti and said solemnly: "The general is cruel, forgive me for not being loyal to you!"
Hemuti's face changed greatly: "How dare you!"
Before he finished speaking, the sword was already pierced in his back. Hemuti spat out a mouthful of blood. When others saw that Hemuti was seriously injured, the temple army lost its backbone and order.
"Get out of the way, let me go first!"
"Don't block me!"
"roll!"
"ah!"
All kinds of sounds, sounds of running away, fighting for the way, pushing, drowning, screams.
The Loulan Guards had already prepared waterproof equipment, so they did not panic and casually killed the Reaper Temple Army.
Tonight.
Outside Kucheng, there is destined to be a river of blood. No, it should be blood flowing with the river...
The landlubbers like the Temple Army have no fighting power in the water.
The battle continued like this.
Soon, Qin Changfeng's death squad destroyed the granary and followed them into the battlefield.
The temple army began to flee.
And at this time.
In the distance, there was a sudden sound of horse hooves that could make the world collapse.
The army of the Arab Empire has finally arrived!
They rode Arabian horses, brandished almost the sharpest scimitar in the world at that time, and came from all directions.
Even if the temple army could escape the torrential flood, it was destined to be unable to escape the cavalry of the Arab Empire.
...
"What sound?"
"What's that sound?"
In the temple of Kucheng.
Muzzard suddenly woke up from his deep sleep with a look of panic on his face.
There were cheers throughout the city, screams in the distance, and the neighing of war horses around the temple. Muzad suddenly felt something in his heart, and rolled off the bed with a pale face. He ran and asked: "What's the sound? Tell me,
What a sound is this!”
"Where are the people?"
"Who will tell me?"
"Where are the people?"
He suddenly felt panicked and came to the splendid and brightly lit temple.
However, those divine attendants did not see it. He only saw Mire, who had been washed and dressed in white, sitting there.
"you......"
"Who let you go?"
Muzzard shouted angrily.
Mire smiled faintly: "The guards have come in. Your temple army has been defeated."
Muzhad was stunned for a moment, then laughed loudly: "The temple army was defeated? How is it possible, that is an army of 200,000 people! How is it possible! Is it just a bunch of trash like you? Impossible..."
At this time, the door of the temple was finally broken through by the guards.
The uniform and murderous army, protecting the third prince Halik and Reguli, walked in slowly.
Muzzard trembled all over.
Because he saw Hemuti, who had become a bloody man, being escorted in, his head suddenly became dizzy: "This, this, this..."
Really defeated?
He shouted angrily: "Hemuti, the 200,000-strong army is all gone?"