Chapter 1407: The "Struggle" Of England's Useless Wood (Part 2)

This arrow belongs to the "careful preparation" this time, but after the start, it was the only excellent blow in the first battle of "six gods without a master", "crying ghosts and howling wolves", and "hustle and bustle".

I saw that the arrow passed the game data up to a distance of 36.9 meters. It still needs to be overcome, or must rely on the wind power to at least exceed four or more in modern national wind power calculations, so the northwest wind must have a lot of influence on the cold weapon battlefield. The winner of life who shoots this wonderful arrow at the same time, it can be seen that the arrow is flying for a while. Although this process is only a few seconds, the god of luck and skill, oh, and the god of calm will definitely connect with each other And the slightest gaze and consciousness focused on him.

Before successfully taking advantage of the wind, archers still need to overcome eight large and small fire piles at 10, 15, and 29 meters on the road. Overcome those companions or other shapes of flames and burning things.

In five of the fires, the burning objects were naked and so thin that the flames easily burned through the skin layer, so the poor fat of the dead bodies whose bones were burning in the flames could be seen.

Fat is an excellent burner. Especially for thin people, it is actually easier to burn. Because the fat of the fat man is too thick, once the burning flame is trapped in the fat and causes hypoxia, it will inevitably result in an unsightly ending of burning the fat man.

And not like the thin man, ashes to ashes, dust to dust, and the fools are burned to nothing.

The fat is creaking and burning, and finally, the parasites in the human body have not had time to enjoy their last carnival, forming an absolutely unpleasant "beacon" in the sky above, within the sight of the archer.

The smell of war, the smell of death.

Moreover, these processed "game elements" can definitely make you successfully associate the memory of "nightmare" and the image of demons.

But this arrow still ignored these interferences before shooting, or surpassed them.

Therefore, the whole process was finally formed into a beautiful parabola, and then the arrow had already fallen, and successfully played the most important fatal blow, and successfully acted as the god of death. Messenger, also can be said to be an inviter.

There was a snort. Blood splashed, and the enemy howled miserably. This is a moving howl.

And the arrow feathers were trembling fiercely and mercilessly, trembling deeper. This is excellent war aesthetics. It belongs to the honor aesthetics of archers.

The enemy had an arrow in his left eye, and according to his ferocious and cold-blooded image, he also let out a miserable howl before death was approaching. There is the pain factor. But there is also the fear of having death approaching.

The arrow has entered the eye.

The brain is touched, so death is invited.

"Great, you have done a great job as a sharpshooter with a short bow!"

There was cheering around, but in George's eyes. He is enjoying the best moments of life.

This enemy is more brutal, fierce, and "disrespectful" than all the jerks in the town.

Even though this super jerk is seen in reality, just thought of as a stunted, wretched wretch born and raised in a refugee camp somewhere in Africa.

After seeing it, I may feel pity in my heart. But it is more that one day I was in a bad mood, but when I thought of him, the anger subsided immediately. Look up and the sun is shining, tomorrow will be better.

It's a pity that his mother has never met such a "saint" in reality.

In this world that is more real than the real world, I immediately encountered many, many things. It is everywhere, no matter from which direction, orientation, where you stand, sit, or sleep.

These "poor people" did not bring George the motivation for life and the belief in living enthusiastically. Instead, he felt that he was the poor person. The lesser prey that was plundered.

This jerk was like many, many jerks of his.

Wear rough, like a dead man's shroud, and once the tribal aunt's extremely rough and "rude" craftsmanship is completed, I can't wait to wear it to the present, after the wind and rain, the essence of the sun and the moon. Never wash, never take off...

In short, a garment made of sewer rat skin. And this dress never took off after putting on his ugly body.

And wearing such "living conditions", this poor man who is extremely malnourished, wields a three-meter-long handle. A weapon with only a 10cm metal tip can fight and dodge. Can run or pretend to be dead, can be crazy or calm...

George took his most precious thing, and swear to himself, this bastard's work ethic, and love of life far surpassed any depraved love of life he'd ever seen enduring the harsh cold late at night just to sell some cheap marijuana struggling international students.

And it is such a bastard, there are hundreds of British idiots on my side, and the opponent has only a small team of more than ten people, but the opponent's attack is scattered, there is no human emotion, and the ferocity has reached the extreme, but there is still human beings. ——After confronting them, not to mention other British idiots, George alone already knows a piece of historical knowledge:

Why were ancient humans able to defeat beasts and become the overlord of the earth?

Because humans are more terrifying than beasts!

But he still won...

He killed such a "bastard"!

He overcame such a "bastard"!

Although before George's victory, at least half of the British idiots who were very particular about "loyalty and loyalty" sacrificed themselves without complaint or regret, because they could resurrect their lives again.

And Mr. George, also without complaint, shot 30 arrows of his own.

By the way, he still has 5 arrows. Except that the 30th arrow instantly killed a seriously injured "strong enemy".

Of the other 29 arrows, only 8 hit the human body, and all the others greeted Mother Earth.

Also, 3 of the qualified arrows that hit the human body hit the companion's buttocks... So in exchange for the three British idiots turning around and roaring.

"I'm not gay, don't cum on my ass!"

"I'm not gay, don't look, cum on my ass!"

"I'm not gay, don't look, cum, aim at my ass!"

Well, those bastards come to the real world and become infinitely funny. In reality, with such a level in life, I am afraid that the goddess is also within easy reach, right?

...Of course it's impossible, bastard!

This is the same as the Chinese people in the old days believed that foreign students could find top-quality foreign beauties without much effort!

The reality is that whether it is an international student from China or a small Japanese student, as long as they have no money, they must get together with foreign aunts to wash dishes driven by money. Earn... a few euros per hour.

...

After shooting the arrow, victory came, sweet and touching. Touching.

Victory!

The remaining fifty or so British people all rushed forward. Blood flowed, tears splashed.

But the other party died four, leaving behind four corpses, and the rest included the most "scary" captain. A rider on horseback has also escaped.

That is. The opponent used four corpses to slaughter more than fifty British people.

Moreover, the physical conditions of the two sides, if singled out, the British will definitely win.

But this "barbarian team" is still very successful in teaching British players a lesson. An extremely touching lesson about paying with one life:

First of all, if you want to kill, you must first learn to walk.

That's right, many British idiots died on the way to charge. Because they came down from the hills, stepped on the blood and broke their heads. Until the enemy's arrows, short knives, and long spears intimately greeted my face, face, face... Ah!

But in the end, the British won. It was not because of the fierce battle that lasted up to 20 minutes that the Huren team, which had to fight eleven times as many enemies, was exhausted and difficult to fight.

But in twenty minutes, this place has more dead bodies than weeds, and a hill with blood thicker than sunlight, about the area of ​​five football fields. The enemy and the most dead bodies, and the adjective "blood flowed into a river" can be used, and it is also George who is high on the hills. There is a small basin in the eyes of a large stone that has been embedded in the soil so that it has not been made into a commodity. Holding a short bow and maintaining a good strike posture, there is a small basin.

The enemy was here before, and there are the most dead bodies here.

And the people on that small basin can also see the hills above at this time...

Another group of players rushed towards them from the direction belonging to their own or the enemy's camp (the barbarian squad).

A bunch of people with extremely excited expressions. Or the idiot with a silly smile on his face after he failed to forcefully pretend to enter this huge battlefield, one of the countless cruel battle positions, a small position.

This is a group of British people who have just been born.

He must have had a lot of "combat experience".

Because many people usually have fur clothing that has not been washed for many years. Advertisements describe natural and noble.

But bloody. And it is very rich behind. A lot of blood flowed along the thin or strong muscle lines.

Of course, at this time in this world, it is extremely difficult not to have fat lines

This means that these players don't care when they first entered Dragon Armor Immortal Edge. What a gentleman he is, a British gentleman who will never change until death.

But up to now, I have already learned how to use the best and most energy-saving method at extraordinary speed: to move the corpse.

Then go back and make a product. Harvest wealth. Proud of life. Counting the money until the hand cramps... It's too far!

Once they arrive, it means the war is over. The barbarian team will not stay to die!

This is a game that is more real than real!

The fate is the same as in real history. If there is no accident, such as a rich family, then there is only one time!

...

"Leave me my spoils!"

During the victor's charge, George shouted motionlessly. It's not that he's pretending.

On the contrary, he has worked very hard to endure the incomparable soreness of his muscles.

Those who have not experienced it personally do not understand this kind of pain at all. It is not that the muscles seem to be torn apart, but that the muscles do not belong to themselves, but belong to the meat under the butcher's sharp knife.

But George's face, which has the characteristics of the ancient British mountain people, that is, the face of Tubulaji, has two expressions. Those who know him well in the first kind of reality will understand that this is his expression in extreme excitement. It usually appears on the second day after getting a girlfriend for the first time and having the most courageous few times in life with a girlfriend.

There are also some of the happiest moments of marijuana enjoyment in life.

Afterwards, due to the hardships in life and the fact that it is not suitable to get rich in England, I did not live happily. Therefore, this expression has not appeared for many years.

Want a new narcotic to feel alive? Harmless and strong!

It's a pity, firstly, you have no money, and secondly, you are not a distinguished citizen of the Huaxia Alliance.

So you can't enjoy it. After all, many raw materials of this new type of narcotics are produced from the land, and who else can own the land besides the landlords of the Huaxia Alliance?

So the whole world wants to enjoy all kinds of "cheap" goods from the China Alliance, this is... a dream.

...

After the victory, because it is a game, although it is infinitely more real than the real world, it is still impossible to take away other people's trophies in the game, even if it is some corpses, even some clothes that have not been cleaned since they were made, including those who once bravely guarded , To cover up the shame of being born as a human being and having a primitive civilization.

British players never mind. Money is not evil. Especially after one's companions sacrificed their lives, one's own blood and sweat, and the squandering of hormones seriously affected the wealth of life.

And in this world, even a piece of old tree bark and mouse skin can be made into various commodities.

Wisdom and resources are on the player. It is true that countless gods have personally revealed many, many formulas, and more and more methods to mankind...

When he came back to his senses, George was still "terrified", and his heart was like a drum of war resounding through the sky and the earth.

The burning time of hormones is as high as 20 minutes, and the mental state of the whole person is equal to the comprehensive time of madness, devotion, madness, and desperation of ordinary people in a lifetime.

That's right, this is the battlefield, and George knew that he had just fought against the "Huren Jie tribe team" of an ancient Chinese tyrant named "Shihu".

One, 11 people. The captain is an old man who rides a horse and shoots arrows.

ruthless!

The output is amazing. Super mobile. Invincible in melee combat - because you can't bear the charge on horseback!

Just like the British big guy in the 21st century, he couldn't stop the impact of a high-speed motorcycle.

The Hu people of the Jie nationality are usually relatively "excellent" in appearance, but they are at most under 1.7 meters. Of course, they are within the range of ordinary soldiers, and ancient history cannot be used for elite soldiers.

Of course, seeing the elite soldiers, everyone pretended to be dead. Even if the opponent rode a horse and crushed him, his legs would be broken and his blood would flow, his skull would be broken and his brains would be scattered all over the place. It is also more likely to preserve life than escape, confrontation, etc.

The Hu people of the Jie ethnic group are relatively dry and thin, with dark eyes and good noses, but their clothes and behavior are exactly the style of Asian nomads, and they have more beards.

Taken together to form a more "ugly" appearance.

Of course, the characters in real history and ordinary people are all ugly.

Pretty is the beauty chosen by Shi Hu.

Shi Hu is gay, heterosexual, and perverted... There are beautiful wives or widows in the country, he will not let them go!

The legendary figure of the Jie family is Shi Le. Shi Le is the founder of Hou Zhao. This is what George understands based on the background of the previous game.

Shi Le should be the "wise emperor".

Shihu should be the son (nephew) of Shi Le, etc., a tyrant. The cruel perverted emperor.

But George didn't know that many players, especially the players, knew clearly that the Jie family was a royal family, and they were also demons who killed the Han people. They ate the Han people as food when they were marching and fighting, or when they encountered famine.

At the same time, the Jie tribe is legendary in the "Five Random China", so double rewards, killing Jie soldiers, even if they are ordinary soldiers, they were still civilians a few days ago, and they are rewarded more generously than other Hu people.

So it never occurred to George... In fact, he had already won the lottery.

It's just that in this game, a game element pays attention to "surprise".

PS: The first update. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to the starting point (m) to vote for recommendations and monthly tickets. Your support is my biggest motivation.)