Shape Moon Simulation: Start strategy for the Greek goddess! chapter 206

“-Damn it!”

In the midst of the scolding, a man leaped out of the flames with an arrow in hand.

Roll on the ground in succession and pull the bowstring along the way, landing on one knee and aiming at the Saxons not far away.

With a little bit of fire, it shot out with a bang.

The arrows scorched through the flames and hit the enemy, taking two lives with the stunt of sealing the throat with one arrow.

However, the man reached for the quiver and found it empty.

He lost his mind from excessive killing.

There was no time to think, so he just threw away the quiver and pulled out the short sword at his waist instead.

Once again, the man rushed at the enemy who had invaded his homeland.

I just want to use their blood to pay tribute to the deceased blood relatives.

[—This is war]

[Anything superfluous should not be considered]

[If you don’t want to die, you can only yell louder than anyone else, and you must not take a step back because of fear]

[No matter where it is, it is a crazy “one-five-seven” chaotic scene, and the temperature of blood continues to rise with the rising fire]

[In the midst of the war, the soldiers who kept praying were desperately killing]

[Of course, this is a skirmish that is not worth mentioning, and a man’s bloody battle can’t change anything]

[Unable to shake the suppressive superiority of the Saxons]

[This tribe is like a train that has been dismantled with sudden brakes, and they are sliding down the abyss of destruction]

[The love and beauty between families were wiped out in the flames of war]

[In the end, nothing will be left]

[It will not remain in history, and no one will remember]

[What remains here is just the corpses of the losers and the victors who eat carrion like vultures]

[The ending obtained is just nothingness]

[Determined death, inescapable defeat]

[Resistance is nothing but a struggle to keep what you have last, and what has passed away can never be regained]

[The men of the tribe resist the invading enemy]

[There’s only one word left in my head——]

[Kill-kill!kill!kill!]

[This heart is still beating]

[They have arrows and swords in their hands]

[There are still surviving parents, wives and daughters behind them]

[This is the reason that can make them go crazy, just this reason is enough]

[Even a beast without intelligence understands]

[Protect your family, no hesitation]

[This is the greatest meaning of their survival in the world, even if one of them survives, they must not let go of hope]

[So far, I can only think like this]

[In the hell of fire and blood, no matter what, I want to catch it as a support.] Even if it is crazy, it is no different from a blessing for them at this moment.]

[Cruel facts loom over them-]

“….. That’s all that…. These people are the ones ….”

From the outskirts of villages and towns were gradually breached.

The man looked at the only old and weak women and children left in the tribe, and in the end they did not even reach a hundred.

You know, they are a tribe of thousands.

Now it has been ravaged by the invading Saxons, and only a hundred people remain, and almost all the men have died on the battlefield.

Living in this British Isle, they have nowhere to run.

When they lose, the tribe will be doomed, their homeland will be ravaged, and their relatives and companions will die one after another.

Presumably, it will soon be their turn.

“Hmm…”

The man saw the boy holding the dagger tremblingly.

The boy was only as old as his son, and now he had to face such a terrible and inhumane fire hell.

In retrospect, his son has been—

The enemy will not show mercy to the other because the other party is a child, this is a ferocious war to the death.

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Surrender will only be worse than death.

“Our family… What will happen in the end…..”

“Britain last…. What will happen…..”

“By then… Our friends… and my family…”

[No one knows the final result]

They must not surrender. Since horizontal and vertical is death, it is better to fight to the death with the enemy]

[Although even if you sacrifice your life to fight, you can’t change the situation, but if you really admit defeat, everything will be over]

[The family and descendants will be buried here]

[If there are survivors, then at least there will be a turnaround]

[It’s good to have one more person who remembers and bears their family’s name alive in the world, so that in the end there will not be nothing] (If you read a violent novel, go to Feilu Novel Network!)

Boom, boom, boom, boom——!!

Arrows of flaming fire rained down from the sky.

The boy who was still vowing to fight to the death for his clan just now was killed by random arrows, which was too abrupt ending.

This is the reality, the war.

Without heroes and miracles, human lives are lost like ants.

“Damn the dragon Votiggen, damn the Saxons, you dog bastards!”

Men try their best to curb anger 0….

Once carried away by anger or despair, he will be crushed by the jaws of death.

Anything superfluous should not be considered.

He can only look at what is left of what he has so far.

After this round of rocket attacks by the Saxons, more than a dozen clansmen died, four of whom were combat units, and their combat strength was further reduced.

Plus, the arrows are attached to the fire.

Sooner or later, the fire will burn down the defending houses.

They must evacuate from here as soon as possible, otherwise they may find themselves in a situation where they will not be able to defend any longer.

The rest followed the instructions.

They withdrew from the rear of the house, and did not see many Saxons besieging them.

“That’s it!”

The man was about to take the next command.

However, in response to him-

“Ahh

What came to me was a loud bang and a burst of flames.

The cannonball thrown by the trebuchet landed right next to the man, and the fiery shock wave sent it several meters away.

In his eyes, he saw a clansman who had been smashed into pieces.

The smell of blood and burning internal organs poured into his nose uncontrollably, and he fell to the ground as he looked at the sea of blood that spread.

The bones of both legs were nearly shattered.

Half of his body was charred black.

“Ahem, ahem——!!”

It was as if even the bleeding throat was mixed with bone fragments, and the blood coughed up was a sign of impending death.

The ears were filled with the wails and weepings of the people.

2.0 There are still people who survive this offensive, but those who can command are no longer able to act, and all that remains is lambs to the slaughter.

– Why did you get to this point?

– Why do they have to die?

Looking at the boy who died in the flames, the people who were smashed into meat sauce by the boulder.

His eyes widened, full of unwillingness.

However, there is only one ultimate answer to the question.

This war is a battle between the two sides fighting for survival, and there is no point in discussing good and evil.

“There is no right or wrong in war, the only fault is that we lost the war, we failed to kill all the Saxons, we failed to win! Ahhhh ！”

Endured the sharp pain of constantly spitting out blood.

The man sneered at the sight as if he had fallen into madness.

This is the truth of the world.

Incomparably cruel, abominable truth.