Chapter 121 Old ogre, blood bayonet, decisive battle tide
"Killed by Doro's seventh-level flame knight." Varyosha looked up at the old ogre and shrugged lightly: "But fortunately, the opponent's other two mid-level warriors were of average strength and couldn't kill him instantly.
My Berserker finally suffered little loss."
"Xiao Wali, you are still the same as before, like to do some inexplicable things. Since the intelligence from humans has clearly stated the strength and layout of the caravan guards, why should you sacrifice a precious berserker for no reason?" Old Cannibal
The devil sighed softly and said with a hint of reproach.
"How could I believe the authenticity of these so-called intelligence if I hadn't seen it with my own eyes?" Varyosha smiled kindly, but retorted firmly.
"You are really a stubborn soldier to the core." The old ogre Gordon shook his head helplessly, seeming to be very familiar with the other party's weird character that is not soaked in oil smoke: "Well, you are the commander, marching
You have the final say on combat matters. However, I heard that Count Silvet's "Blood Flag Brigade" has issued a call-up order to you, ordering you to report as soon as possible. When you return to the military, you have such a strange character
You have to restrain yourself. Otherwise, it won’t be long before you are kicked back to the barbaric totem and become a thief.”
"Haha..." Varyosha just smiled gently at Old Brotherton's words.
"Hey." Seeing that the other party was unmoved, the old ogre shook his huge head again, sighed, and then said: "According to the information received, the value of the goods transported by the Doro caravan this time is about
One hundred and fifty thousand 'golden shields', plus the one hundred thousand 'golden shields' that Mayflower has paid, the total income will reach two hundred and fifty thousand. In addition to the bulk that needs to be delivered to the headquarters, the remaining money should be enough to help you.
, I can find a better position in the Blood Flag Brigade."
"Brother, you don't have to..."
"You don't need to say anything. On the battlefield, you have the final say; off the battlefield, I, the old shaman, have the final say." Varyosha was not given a chance to speak, and the old ogre directly struck him hard with his iron staff.
interrupt.
"Well, okay, let's deal with Doro before we talk." Of course Varyosha knew that the old ogre shaman in front of him was actually as stubborn as him, so he immediately said no more.
Almost at the same time, Luo Duo's people in the carriage quickly noticed the unusual movements of the thieves outside. And when they saw more than two hundred big-eared thieves arriving, at the same time, a strong and strong man, almost as tall as the first floor, appeared.
The terrifying ogre was so tall that the tension in the carriage immediately escalated again, and even his breathing seemed to freeze.
Camaro stood on the ring fortification, silently looking at the barbarian thieves who began to slowly shrink the encirclement.
Ninety meters, eighty meters, seventy meters... The Flame Knight clearly knew that Savage Totem's general attack was about to begin. And in his ears, the words Moriarty had just said to him still vaguely echoed.
"If you shoot a man, shoot your horse first; to capture a thief, capture the king first."
Finally, when the thieves moved forward and stopped about fifty meters away from the car fort, this was also the most powerful position for the infantry to attack. However, if there were a group of archers in the Doro caravan, Savage Totem would never dare
He stepped into the killing radius of such a crossbow so calmly. However, it was now clear that there was no such force in the chariot and fort, so Valyosha issued an order to tighten the formation.
But does it really not exist?
Less than fifty meters away, with the firelight behind them, everyone in the Doro caravan could clearly see the face of the enemy on the opposite side. In the floating light and shadow, the cruel smile of the big-eared thief, the violent terror of the ogre, and the still...
Varyosha's gentle smile was clearly and exceptionally clear in everyone's eyes.
There is no need for any negotiation or nonsense. Since blood has been shed, the blood must be allowed to flow completely.
Lifting the deep wrinkles on his forehead, the old ogre standing next to Varyosha took the first step forward and inserted the black iron rod in his hand deeply into the gravel ground.
Taking a deep breath, this old and lonely old ogre, who was as old and lonely as a rock pillar in the wilderness, began to sing loudly with an unimaginably powerful voice.
"Revenge Level" Beamon Battle Song-Blood Bayonet:
The blood is cold;
The bayonet in the hand is not cold;
The road away from home has been passed one step after another;
Smoke billows from behind.
The blood is cold;
The bayonet in the hand is not cold;
In the wind of pursuit, the hoofbeats of the enemy's horses were heard again;
Someone must stay, so that more people can continue the expedition.
Stopped, held the bayonet tightly in his hand, and smiled sincerely;
But he didn't dare to look back at the children who were crying and leaving, for fear of not being able to bear it.
There is a kind of farewell that requires no words, because love far outweighs hate;
I only wish to use the bayonet in my hand to open up a bright future for you.
Fight, fight, fight!
Let the enemy see clearly what the real Behemoth is!
Even if thousands of arrows come upon you, even if hell falls;
Even if the hot blood is drained out and turns into a piece of ice;
My bayonet will never stop! It will never be cold!
………
The vigorous and sad war song is like a song that travels through eternity, rising higher and higher in the night sky of the wasteland, until it penetrates the sky of the universe.
Somehow, even though he is an enemy of thieves, and even though most humans cannot understand the Behemoth war song sung in the medieval language, they can still read a kind of soul-felt spirit from the old ogre's song.
Hearing his reluctance and determination, one can't help but feel pity and almost cry.
However, the cruel reality did not allow everyone in Doluo to have time to taste and sigh the strangeness of Beamon's war song. When the deep and thick tail notes of "Blood Bayonet" finally merged with the sound of the wind, they dispersed into the misty clouds in the wilderness, forming a silver-red haze.
With the old shaman as the center, the light and shadow spun and fell from mid-air, covering nearly a hundred big ears and a dozen ogres directly in front of the chariot and castle.
Immediately, all the thieves surrounded by light trembled and roared, as if they were the warriors of love who were about to embark on the battlefield alone and never return. And a pair of eyes that were originally chaotic suddenly changed into two completely different expressions: gentleness and bloodthirsty.
It kept switching back and forth until it finally turned into a frozen silvery red.
"There is actually a radiant shaman..." At this time, Moriarty had also taken off his mage robe, holding a crimson dagger and a black staff "Mage Partner", standing on the car fort, with White still close to him.
Follow.
"As a revenge-level Behemoth war song, the blood bayonet is similar to the fire-type 'bloodthirsty'. The power of the war song is designed to strengthen the soldiers' determination to fight to the death and slightly improve their combat effectiveness. In terms of level, it is not as good as the fearless-level 'God of War' we have seen.
Breathing like that can trigger passive madness. But when sung by the old shaman, it is full of surging soul power, and the coverage is even wider." Listening to the war song that inspires courage, strength and the deepest tenderness in the heart,
Moriarty said quietly to himself.
"Now there is an extra Behemoth Shaman, what should I do?" At this time, White turned his head and looked at the Camaro on the other side. It happened that the other party was also looking this way, but the knight's eyes were even darker and grayer.
"Everyone has trump cards. But many times, the exposed big cards may not be better than the hidden small cards." Moriarty smiled faintly, handed a brute force potion to White, and at the same time picked up another one.
Give the Camaro a long salute, then drink it, it's like fine wine in your throat.
As the power of the war song of "Blood Bayonet" continued to roll and gather in the thieves' bodies, Varyosha, as the commander of the barbaric totem, and the four big-eared berserkers also began to summon madness. But unlike the berserkers under his command,
As he rapidly grew his body and increased his strength, Varyosha's body shape did not seem to have any special changes after the madness, and was almost the same as before. The only difference was Varyosha's face after the madness.
Suddenly there were four symmetrical delicate silver marks on his face, like four miniature bayonets, distributed in parallel on his pale cheeks. And his gentle smile finally disappeared at this moment. Instead, there was a
The crazy coldness was like the silvery red in his eyes.
"Hamlin!"
At some point, there was a broken-edged bayonet in Varyosha's hand. It was dark red in color and the length was between a javelin and a short spear. However, the bayonet blade, which should have been nearly half a meter long, was somehow broken in half.
Only the back half was left. And when Varyosha raised the strange bayonet high and roared towards the circular chariot, the more than four hundred big-eared thieves and ogres behind him also shouted like crazy and followed.
Rush forward.
The decisive battle begins at this moment.
Like a strong wind swooping down from a cliff, like a discharged ballista that no longer cares about its destination, like the first dazzling lightning that leads the storm to the earth, Varyosha held a broken-edged bayonet and spoke with a helpless expression.
With his famous swiftness and speed, he rushed to the car fort first. And his target was the Camaro, the seventh-level flame knight.
"Whoa!"
Facing the frontal attack of the powerful enemy, the Camaro's flame halo lit up dazzlingly again, and the vigorous heat wave that broke out instantly even forced the caravan guards within three meters to retreat. Perhaps, this is better. Because the knight
He knew clearly that only he could block Varyosha's terrifying attack.
"when!"
In an instant, the flame-wrapped lance hit the broken edge of the dark red bayonet head-on. The experience and intuition gained from years of life and death battles helped the Camaro stab the most accurate shot in one hundredth of a second.
Spear. Immediately, the enemy's arrow-like charge was stopped. Immediately, the powerful power of the knight was wrapped in the roaring flames, forming a wildly dancing fire snake, gushing out from the tip of the lance,
The counterattack swept towards Varyosha, and was about to engulf the opponent before his eyes.
At this moment, a blood-colored shadow suddenly appeared on the front of the bayonet that was blocked by the knight. It was like an illusory blade tip, instantly repairing the original broken blade, forming a half-real, half-illusory dark sword.
Bloody bayonet.
"Break!"
Looking at the flaming snake roaring towards him, Varyosha shouted coldly with no expression on his face. The tip of the shadow's bayonet instantly lifted up, and with the strong force coming from the lance, it directly penetrated the snake's chest.
Abdominal body.
With a "swish" sound, it was like a hundred-forged sharp sword cutting into rotten bamboo wood. The shadow of the bloody bayonet was like being cut alive, instantly breaking the entire flame spear into two pieces. Without the support of the lance, the teeth and claws were dancing.
, the surging fire snakes that chose people to devour also immediately shrank and disappeared, disappearing.
"ha!"
Seeing that the power of his flame spear was broken by the enemy in a blink of an eye, Camaro shouted again and slashed hard at the enemy's head with the steel sword in his left hand. But before the sword could be fully swung, Valyosha's figure suddenly disappeared out of thin air.
. And when it appeared again, it had already flashed behind the Flame Knight. At the same time, the bloody bayonet stabbed the Camaro's back quickly with a terrifying sonic boom.
In an instant, the indestructible steel armor was completely penetrated, and hot blood spurted out.
At the same time, the other four big-eared berserkers also set foot on the car fort again. This time, they were in groups of two and rushed towards the two mid-level knights.
Behind them, the tide of barbarians followed ferociously.
