Thor looked at Aslan angrily as he entered the position. The battle situation had become what it was now. Even if the battle was finally won, such a huge loss would definitely make those lords feel so distressed that they would kill him to vent their anger.
Regardless of victory or defeat, Thor will inevitably die.
Since others were already planning to kill him, it was even more impossible for him to make others feel better.
Especially Aslan, the instigator.
With a wave of his hand, the coalition's only crossbow centurions, under the cover of elite infantry, quickly approached the Aslan battlefield.
"put!"
When the distance was less than 100 meters, Thor decisively issued an attack order, regardless of friendly or enemy forces.
This wave of arrows was a completely indiscriminate attack.
When the coalition soldiers who were besieging Aslan arrived, Aslan's helmet was also scratched by an arrow. When he looked up, Thor's crossbow had been loaded and ready to shoot.
"Damn it! You're not a knight anymore." Aslan cursed angrily, jumped off the horse, and rolled like a lazy donkey to avoid the attack of arrows.
There were several arrows stuck in the armor of Bos, but he was not afraid at all and quickly rushed to Aslan and protected him with his body.
Under the knight's armor, Boss also wore a cotton armor.
Cotton armor is a war suit made of cotton fabric in ancient times, used for body protection. After the emergence of firearms on the battlefield, traditional heavy armor became vulnerable, so starting from the Yuan Dynasty, there were armors made of cloth on the outside and iron on the inside for vital points.
A piece of cloth armor, the predecessor of cotton armor.
The cotton armor produced in Merlo Town is made of a fiber called beeswax vine, which is extremely tough. Coupled with a specially prepared potion, its defensive power is even more terrifying.
Aslan once tested it, and it was not much worse than the light body armor in his previous life.
Put this fiber into a jacket, sew it tightly with thick thread, soak it in water, take it out and spread it on the floor, put it firmly with your feet to ensure that it does not swell, and then dry it in the sun.
When knights wear this kind of cotton armor, in addition to protecting against cold in winter, it can also cushion the body from damage caused by impacts.
Aslan looked at Bose's tall figure, grabbed the spear of the corpse next to him with his left hand, and the spear shook violently.
With a sudden forceful swing, the spear flipped in the air and shot towards Thor's crossbowman like an arrow from the string.
The spear shot directly through three or four crossbowmen before stopping. Aslan did not use a range attack like fireball because there was too little magic power and it required chanting time.
Instant magic like Mage's Hand is most suitable for the battlefield.
The distance of one hundred meters seemed very far, but it was very close to the magician. After throwing several spears in succession and killing more than a dozen crossbowmen, Thor's centurion crossbowmen suddenly panicked.
"Catch the thief first! Capture the king first!" Aslan shouted.
Boss directly grabbed a coalition soldier to serve as a shield and rushed towards Thor.
Aslan followed and killed him.
Olga watched Aslan use the magic hands to kill people on the battlefield, and he finally understood why the Marquis of Medea liked using the magic hands so much.
If the Marquis of Medea had used the magic hand like Aslan, the grass on his grave would be two meters high now.
Aslan and Boss cooperated to kill Thor all the way.
Thor also realized his mistake and quickly swarmed into the crowd, and then the coalition soldiers surrounded the two.
"Stop chasing!" Aslan stopped Bose's attack, and the two of them fought and retreated with the oncoming knight.
Thor's cold gaze swept across Aslan's young face. When he quickly retreated to a group of corpses, a cold smile appeared on his face, and the crossbowman who had been scattered returned behind him.
Aslan, who was retreating, could instinctively sense that something was wrong, and the magical elements around him began to beat violently.
This was a sign that magic was about to break out, but there was no magician around.
An unprecedented sense of crisis hit.
Rumble!
There was a loud noise, and the knight standing next to Aslan instinctively raised his shield to block Aslan's face.
The knight was blown up into the sky by a sudden explosion.
Aslan was also knocked over by the shock wave.
Explosions sounded one after another, and soon the entire area where Aslan was was submerged.
The entire battlefield was frightened by the loud noise, and soldiers on either side instinctively stopped attacking.
But when everyone realized the seriousness of the matter, the Merlot Army completely lost control.
"Protect the lord!"
The unknown soldier shouted and immediately rushed towards the explosion area. However, he tripped over a corpse after just two steps. He didn't even pick up the fallen weapon and staggered towards the explosion area.
The smoke slowly dissipated, and there were body parts everywhere, many of which were fragments of the armor of the knights guarding Aslan.
"Lord Lord!"
The Merlot Army went completely crazy. They didn't know whether Aslan was dead, but the faith in their hearts was constantly collapsing.
The lord who brought them happiness died.
Their future is also dead.
Arthur roared angrily, his fighting spirit surged, and he broke through the big knight. He held a shield in one hand and a cross sword in the other, rushed forward, knocked over the senior knight on the opposite side, and cut off his head with a backhand sword.
Only then did the other two senior swordsmen react, but Arthur was completely exchanging lives for lives, and within a short time he was able to deal with the three senior swordsmen and knights who besieged him.
Gawain's eyes were red, but he did not lose his calm and roared: "Revenge for the lord!"
Merlot's crossbowmen could no longer shoot calmly and quickly ran towards the two wings.
A small team of 100 people began to freely cover the attack.
At this moment, the fighting power and madness unleashed by the Merlot Army made everyone watching the battle tremble with fear.
An elite Merlot infantryman was pierced through the abdomen by three spears. He did not fall down immediately, but roared angrily. His whole abdomen was directly scratched by the spears. The blood stained the handles of the spears. With a wave of the sword in his hand, the three heads were high.
Flying high, the three coalition soldiers were filled with fear before they died.
The soldier killed the three targets, but he was also exhausted. He turned around with great effort and looked at the explosion area. His legs were weak and he fell down. Because of the long gun, he could not fall down, so he could only half kneel and look.
to his lord.
"kill!"
"Kill!"
The Merlot Army has gone completely crazy. If they were just using regular tactics to fight the war at the beginning, they have completely lost their minds now.
It doesn't matter if you get chopped with a knife, because I will definitely chop you to death first.
The Merlot Army's almost life-for-life style of play caused the coalition soldiers to completely collapse. They could not withstand these monsters that were covered in wounds and with blood flowing continuously.
"They are not human beings! They are devils"
I don't know who shouted, turned around and ran away. This run caused a chain reaction. This time, even if the supervising team cut the sword to the curled edge, it would be of no avail.