Foreign female military division: the marshal's little favorite wife

Within 10000 words, the corner of Frost Lich's mouth raised a sinister arc, and then he shouted: "Go and rescue General Chris, who is now the general of the undead tribe, and is now being killed The human race is taken away, how can our undead race sit idly by?"

With the Frost Lich's order, the undead warriors rushed towards Christopher. At this time, their target was not Christopher, but Qian Fengqian behind him.

Christopher was already tired of dealing with the magical attacks of the Frost Lich and the group of dark mages, but now a group of undead warriors surrounded him, and their target was not him but Qian Fengqian behind him, which made him very strange headache.

Howard and James sensed Qian Fengqian's danger, and brought the Snow Leopard Special Forces to support. Howard held the newborn baby in his arms, and had no time to fight alone. The advantage of the Snow Leopard Special Forces is in jungles, mountains and other complex terrains. The place, using the environment to win, and the ability to fight one-on-one is not strong. Now the situation has taken a turn for the worse, and Christopher is very anxious.

At this moment, the black bone dragon sensed Qian Fengqian's danger, roared and rushed over, stood in front of Qian Fengqian, and greeted the undead with blade-like sharp claws, steel-whip-like tail and all kinds of magic Tribal troops.

The undead warriors attacking Qianfengqian collapsed one after another under the attack of the black bone dragon. Xiao Hei looked furiously at the undead soldiers who looked like ants in front of him. Back away.

Qian Fengqian is considered safe for the time being, but Christopher, Howard, James and the Snow Leopard Special Forces are constantly retreating under the attack of the undead dark mages, and Christopher's position is getting farther and farther away.

In the crowd, Christopher shouted: "Chris, Chris..."

When Qian Fengqian heard the haunting cry, she couldn't hold back the tears anymore.

Chris, once, before falling asleep every night, Christopher would call her so softly.Once, every morning, before Qian Fengqian woke up from her dream, Christopher would call her so softly.Once, every day, all the time, Christopher called her name like this.

And this time, perhaps, Qian Fengqian heard Christopher call her that for the last time, maybe, this time Christopher called her name, it would be a farewell.

Under the attack of the undead dark mage, Christopher and the Snow Leopard special forces would die if they didn't retreat.The undead troops pressed on, but Christopher had to retreat step by step.

Although Xiao Hei continued to attack and wanted to get close to Christopher, but the number of troops of the undead tribe was too many. On the battlefield outside the Frost City, it was actually the An army of millions!Christopher looked at Qian Fengqian who was gradually moving away from him. Although he felt a thousand and ten thousand reluctance in his heart, he had no choice but to accept the reality.

When this iron-blooded man called Qian Fengqian, his voice was a little choked up:

"Chris..."

Christopher's hoarse voice was like the deep roar of a lion.

"Christopher..."

Qian Fengqian's voice came to Christopher's ears, reminding him of Qian Fengqian's cry when she was looking for him when she was a child.

Qian Fengqian's hoarse cry drifted with the wind, tearing at Christopher's already broken heart...