Iverson felt that today was the most unforgettable day for him, and all the experiences in the first half of his life were not as ups and downs as today. Well, of course, it might be the last day.

First, he received the news that the monster was about to attack Fenglong's territory. The great kingdom was on the top. Iverson, who had just received a weapon for less than three months, had never experienced any war. After he had a clearer understanding of those noble nobles in the past three months, he had no expectations for the reinforcements from Vallaze.

This is true. When Iverson first saw the so-called reinforcements of those adventurers who were fully equipped, he almost felt that the sky was about to collapse.

Later, the warrior carrying a strange shield among the adventurers had communicated with Chief Will and began to take them to repair the station. Veteran Will said that this was the Northland warrior who had undergone rigorous training in the distant north to change his post, which was really much stronger than the new recruits of the kingdom. In addition, the adventurer, the mage who was in charge of the red gunpowder, took out the head of the wild boar leader before the battle, and when the monster sieges the city, he also cut off the head of the wind wolf leader with his own hands, which made him regain hope for victory, and that kind of hope was as bright as the sun.

No, it was as short and fleeting as the beautiful sunset. Just as he had just risen to hope, the next moment the monster that came out of the terrifying dark mountains made him instantly collapse.

The omnipotent Lord is above, the Death God is above, God, what did I see? Isn’t that the violent bear that often mentioned names when I was a child to stop crying? How could these terrible devils have also walked out of the dark mountains

Next, the only obstacle was easily pushed down. They retreated again and again under the command of Chief Willen, and finally had no way out and were surrounded by the violent bears.

Iverson looked at the huge, cruel and violent bears in despair and completely cut off hope.

But the stern but serious Chief Willen is right, "The glory of the kingdom will always shine on the people of the Kingdom of Hobert, and glory is my life!"

Glory is my life!

Iverson muttered to himself, feeling the passion in his heart boiling little by little. Strangely, he thought that he had worked hard since childhood and had no passion for him.

His hands, which were shaking slightly with the gun barrel, were still so fierce that it was hard to match. But he seemed not so afraid.

Chief Willen was standing beside him with only his right hand, but the sword he was holding was so meticulous, and the eyes in his blood-filled eyes were as firm as it was.

There were also those companions, one by one, the soldiers who had taken care of him, fell down or were torn apart by the bear, but none of them retreated.

Will, who often boasted about his vicissitudes and wars, had passed the November Bauhinia War, also fell down. He was old and fell down desperately on the way back, and no one could free his hands to save him.

He kept muttering that he wanted to go home, but Alan, a recruit like him, also fell down. He always liked to be slick and sloppy. Whether it was training or the tasks assigned by Chief Willen, he had never completed the requirements. In this way, when he went to the battlefield, he was the first to die. And the fact is that when the Bear rushed up, he forgot that Chief Willen had to face a strong enemy in training, and rushed forward with a spear, but was easily patted into a meat pie by the Bear with great strength. However, Alan did not retreat at all when facing the Bear!

What about those adventurers? Iverson suddenly remembered that there had been no movement from the adventurers for a while. Just half an hour ago, they were still supporting each other. Did they finally not hold on? They all returned to the embrace of the Lord and were all good. In the battle ahead, they even jumped off the wooden wall and fought with the monsters in close combat. Chief Willen said, "The king should be like this."

Well, that should be!

Glory is my life!

With fewer and fewer companions, he was close to his back with his superior Willen.

Iverson's breath became heavier and heavier. He watched the bear get closer and closer to him, and the smell of fishy smell made him vomit.

He held the spear in his hand tightly and kept muttering, "Glory is my life, glory is my life!"

Soldiers! Charge! Charge for the glory of the kingdom!

"Charge!" Iverson shouted, and a strong fighting spirit suddenly burst out from his heart. He charged towards the bear.

His steps were firm, his spear was like a dragon. His forward posture was as recorded in books. In ancient times, on this land, Finn Riustin, the first king of the Hobert Kingdom, took his knights to face the ancient dragon clan and charged fearlessly.

Bang!

The soldier stabbed the bear's paws with a spear, and a little blood mark was stabbed, and the bright red appeared on the black fur. Similarly, he also aroused the bear's anger. The bear roared violently, and without waiting for Iverson to react, he slapped him with a palm.

Iverson suddenly felt a huge hammer hitting his body, and he vomited blood like money, and fell to the ground with serious injuries.

He lay on his back on the ground, and the cold ground had already flowed all over the ground. The bear's paws raised again, covering Iverson's view like a covert earth.

Iverson smiled brilliantly at the moment of life and death. He finally waved his spear when facing an unparalleled enemy. Chief Willen would definitely feel relieved.

Iverson seemed to have flashed in front of him when he was a child. The dusk was approaching, and he was still playing with his heart and still wanted to walk home. The soft grass made him want to lie on it and sniff for a while. The melodious sound of flute came from somewhere, and the fragrance of straw made him intoxicated.

Even if they see their parents' souls on Paradise Mountain, they will be proud of me! Iverson smiled and thought happily.

Suddenly, he saw that the bear suddenly stopped moving in his hand. He waited for a while, and the bear's smelly smell gradually left him.

Curiosity made him endure the pain of the broken bones. He got up a little, and wherever his vision was, the bears suddenly gave up the killing and retreated like a tide.

Is it over?

Iverson felt a little disbelief, and then he saw the group of adventurers appear at the end of his vision.

His pupils shrank, and in the Adventurers team, the mage was holding a head in his hand.

That is the head of the violent bear, no! It is the head of the violent bear leader!

Is everything over?

The bone-broken pain made Iverson's eyes dark, and he smiled at the corner of his mouth and fell to the ground.
Chapter completed!