The soldiers of Andalus believed that no matter how strong the fighters were, it was impossible to win more with less, not to mention that they were not lambs to be slaughtered.

However, they still overestimated the gap between themselves and the greatest equestrian warrior in the world. The distance between them is not much different from that of people and sheep.

Hu...

Zhuo Ge's eyes were quiet, and the heavy scimitar in his hand with the strong wind sound directly smashed the cartilage on the throat of an Andalus soldier, and chopped off his head.

The head rolled down, and blood spurted out instantly.

At the same moment, in the chaotic battle, Zhuo Ge scored one against five.

The sound of metal rubbing.

The long sword of an Andalus soldier tried to stab Zogo, but he was slashed to death by the opponent and his companion dodges.

The long sword clung to the bronze belt of Dro Gokao and slashed it, and a clear spark came out.

"Um..."

The powerful Dothraki fighter breathed heavily like thunder, and his dark eyes were completely immersed in the battle. He was surrounded by the remaining five Andaloth soldiers.

sword light sword shadow.

Then, with a flick of his long hair, his head once again dodged the sword swept by the soldier next to him.

However, his long tresses did not completely hide, and he was accidentally cut off by this Andalus soldier with a sword, and fell to the ground with a snap.

"Kaoh!"

The silent Hargo saw this scene and squeezed the scimitar in his hand.

It is also difficult for any warrior to have more than one enemy, because he only has a pair of eyes, and the enemy is not an unarmed peasant, they are also warriors who have experienced many battles.

Kao's move seemed to him a bit overconfident and risky.

"Zo Ge!"

And Kohoro, who had saved Zogo's life when he was a child, also wanted to draw his sword to help out.

"Um"

"Ohos..."

But the two blood league guards who wanted to draw their swords to come forward to help out were still raised by Zogo and stopped them in Dothraki.

The terrifying Dothraki warrior stepped back and got out of the encirclement of Andaloth soldiers.

Then his gaze fell on the section of braid he had cut and fell on the ground, and his dark and deep eyes condensed slightly.

Dothraki people are actually extremely superstitious. Broken hair means defeat. He thinks this may be a bad omen.

Hu~

Zhuo Ge's breathing is a bit heavy.

However...

"kill him!"

just a sword almost cut off the opponent's head, but unfortunately only cut off the opponent's braid.

Then, seeing the strong Dothraki warrior retreat, the morale of the remaining five Andaloth's soldiers clearly rose.

They thought that the other party was scared, and then they wanted to pursue and kill the three Dothrakis in front of them.

The Andalus soldiers rushed over again, wanting to kill Zogo, and Zogo finally recovered, retracted his gaze looking at the tresses on the ground, and raised his head to look at several Andalus soldiers. The dark and deep eyes gradually burned with anger and determination.

Like an angry lion, it uttered a low roar.

"Roar--"

Then the terrifying Dothraki warrior waved the blood-stained machete, and the heavy machete turned around again with the sound of the wind, avoiding the attack of a soldier.

Then, he slashed at the waist of another soldier and threw the soldier's body in the air, chopping it in half.

clang clang

Then the strong figure turned flexibly, and the scimitar in his hand cut off a spear, killing the opponent like cutting melons and vegetables.

Then the strong arm clamped another long sword. The biceps and forearm muscles clamped the long sword, making it impossible for the opponent to pierce or pull it out.

then turned around and chopped off the head of another soldier.

And the soldier whose sword was clamped in his arm was full of horror. He watched his companions be hacked to death, and his sword could not be pulled out. The line of defense in his heart had already collapsed.

It turned out that the other party wasn't afraid just now, but he didn't even want to kill himself.

Then the soldier was about to let go of the hilt and turned his head to escape, but it was too late. Zhuo Ge threw away the Yarak scimitar in his hand, and the scimitar fell to the ground with a heavy sound.

Then he squeezed the soldier's wrist, making him unable to escape even if he wanted to escape, his eyes burning with raging anger, locked the soldier at close range.

'S bloodshot scary eyes looked at the other party's liver and gallbladder, his legs couldn't help but tremble, his brain was blank, only knowing that he opened his mouth and wanted to ask for mercy, but he couldn't even make a sound.

Because he doesn't know how to beg for mercy in Dothraki.

However, Zhuo Ge did not give him a chance to beg for mercy. He forcibly suppressed the fear of the omen in his heart, and strengthened his determination to avenge Ke Suo.

then directly crushed the Andaloth soldier's wrist in the horrified gaze of the opponent, and cut his throat with his own sword.

Blood sprayed onto Zhuo Ge's strong chest, then let go of his hands, and the body fell weakly to the ground.

in a flash.

Six Andalus soldiers were killed by Zogo alone. Five people were killed.

"what"

"what"

And the last soldier holding a shield saw this horrible scene and felt that his heartbeat had stopped.

Holding a shield shivering, he turned his head and wanted to escape~www.mtlnovel.com~ However, he was kicked to the ground by Zhuo Ge, and then picked up his Yarak machete and chopped off the opponent's. Skull.

The action of killing six Andaloth soldiers instantly boosted the morale of the Dothraki people.

Suddenly a deafening cheer erupted from the Dothraki.

And all the Andalus soldiers also noticed this. They looked at Zhuo Gokao with a little more fear, swallowed and spit, and even stepped back involuntarily when they were swept by the opponent's gaze.

"Use an arrow!"

"Shoot him with an arrow!"

Then he yelled, hoping that the archer would shoot the terrifying Dothraki warrior with an arrow, and must not let the other party lead the Dothraki to the front of the formation.

This is the role of Kao as the bravest fighter in Karratha. Although personal force does not play a big role in the war, it is inspiring.

Dothraki people admire the strong, they willingly surrender to the powerful Kaor, and drive the opponent to fight, plunder and even die.

And Zhuo Ge finished all of this and was quickly protected by the Dothraki who swarmed up behind him, looking at the Andalus front in the distance, his eyes cold and unsmiling.

Of course he would not rush into the battle himself, so even if he had nine lives, it would not be enough.

But at this moment.

Zhuo Ge, who had been withdrawn for a while, sniffed slightly, and he suddenly smelled an unfamiliar smell.

Zhuo Ge is very familiar with the smell on the battlefield, but this smell is different from the stench of blood, but rather pungent.

"what is this?"

Then Zhuo Ge lowered his head and looked at his feet.