Rockart squinted his eyes and stared at the advancing Jaguar soldiers of the 9th Division. He gently tapped his fingers on the double-headed spear lying flat beside him. His slender fingers did not exert any force, but
A strange tremor had caused all the grass stems near the spear to break, and the fractures were as smooth and clean as a knife. Inger watched Rockart's actions with interest, shook his head gently,
He muttered in a low voice: "It seems that among the three of us, you still have the strongest fighting spirit. If it weren't for my 'God-Slaying' being so powerful, hehe... Luo Carter, old friend, if you hold my 'God-Slaying'
', maybe you can become the first knight in the mainland."
Rockart smiled softly and whispered: "Impossible, I'm used to it, my dear. Although your 'God Slaughter' is a magic weapon from ancient times, it's not suitable for me to use...
Look, they've walked over. There are 20,000 people, and they should be ready to take action." Rockart's hand was about to be raised.
A timid, quiet voice rang next to him: "Lord Rocart, there are still 20,000 people behind us."
Lockart was stunned for a moment, slowly lowered his arms, and asked in a low voice: "What's going on? There are still 20,000 people? Why don't you follow closely? Aren't they anxious for your master to live and die than Carter? Or are they?
Too far away to come here in time? Then how did you know?" His eyes flashed with a strange green light, and he stared at the personal guard knight of Bikart in front of him.
The guy lay down carefully and whispered: "Actually, we could have let people from the two divisions enter the ambush circle at the same time, but..." He explained the matter in detail.
Clearly, he finally said with added embarrassment: "It's not that we don't cooperate, it's just that those bastards from the 7th Division came at the wrong time. It would have been better if they died of exhaustion earlier, but they didn't die. It's really...
.This is all their fault and has nothing to do with us."
Rockart muttered in a low voice: "Incompetence is incompetence, there is no need to find an excuse. Your mission is considered completed, just go aside and be careful about your own lives. You are wearing the standard armor of the Jaguar Legion, be careful about our people
If I'm not careful, I'll give you..."
Next to him, Ingle made a vicious gesture of slitting his neck. The guard was so frightened that he crawled backwards and hid in a straw den to save his life. Yinger frowned and whispered:
"What should we do? They have already entered the canyon. If they go over again, they may find out what we have arranged."
Rockart shook his head: "It doesn't matter, wait a moment, the time they cross the canyon is exactly the time when the division behind them enters our ambush circle, it's enough... Yingger, you bring five thousand archers, wait a moment
Attack the division behind them from the side. If they still have troops that have not entered our ambush, intercept them and prevent them from causing any impact on our encirclement. Compared with them, our soldiers are really too weak.
"
Inger nodded gently, like a lizard, without touching a grass stem at all, he just shot out flat against the ground. A gust of wind just happened to blow, and in the wind, Inger had arrived lightly.
At the edge of the encirclement a thousand feet away, Rockart looked at Inger's movements in shock, and had to think with conviction: "As expected of a character known as an eagle, this action is comparable to that of a ghost."
The army of the Third Division had slowly arrived. They also heard the sound of weapons clashing from the other side of the canyon, and also heard the deliberate screams of the wounded coalition soldiers. The commander of the Third Division couldn't hold it in any longer.
He roared fiercely: "Brothers, charge at me." However, he still had some brains. He just took a step and stopped, leaving six teams of six thousand soldiers behind.
They were stationed on the ground and ordered them not to move forward until they heard their cry.
Fourteen thousand Jaguar soldiers rushed into the encirclement and approached the canyon. Rockart let out a long laugh and jumped up from the bushes. The double-headed spear made a whistling sound in the wind.
The dazzling white light pointed at the Jaguar soldiers entering the encirclement: "Brothers, shoot."
The first batch to take action were the thirty archers directly under Rocart. These specially trained archers all possess the strength of fourth-level silver knights and above, and possess extremely superb archery skills. Their targets are those
Wearing full-body armor, the officers of the Third Division charged at the front of the queue. A total of two hundred and forty long arrows were shot out almost at the same time, like the wind. Twenty-three Jaguar officers fell under the arrows, and then,
It was the rain of arrows all over the sky, accompanied by the shrill and strange whistling sound, that fell like a dark cloud.
Under the rising sun, the dense rain of arrows almost blocked the sun's rays. The officers and soldiers of the Third Division only felt that their eyes were slightly darkened, and then countless soldiers fell into a pool of blood.
The Jaguar soldiers who did not have much battlefield experience were immediately confused. Although the machete men quickly supported the shields, the hot-blooded archers broke away from their cover and exposed most of their bodies.
There, he shot at the enemies approaching from all directions, causing them to scream and fall to the ground.
Outside the encirclement, the six thousand soldiers of the Third Division shouted and rushed towards the encirclement that had just been encircled. This was the weakest point of the ambushed coalition soldiers. With one charge, these Jaguar soldiers were confident of breaking through the enemy.
blockade and let their main forces retreat. As long as the main forces gather together, they can still deal a heavy blow to the opponent. The officers and soldiers of the Third Division all know that not far behind, their three divisions
Reinforcements from the regiment are about to arrive.
And Ingle jumped out of the bushes with a wild laugh. The five thousand archers beside him and the two thousand coalition soldiers holding spears completely defeated the plan of the six thousand Jaguar soldiers to break through the ambush circle. Inger's hand
'God Slaughter', driven by Ying Geer's full strength, emitted a strong sword light nearly twenty feet long, and anything it touched must be divided into two parts. Ying Geer rushed back and forth alone, and he just
Blocking a hundred-foot-wide frontal defense line.
In the canyon, the Ninth Division suffered a devastating blow. Countless boulders fell from the sky, and countless arrows were shot down densely. What was even more terrifying were barrels of the specialty of the Danube Principality, a kind of...
The thick black grease in the ground, which has super strong adhesion and burning power, was sealed in buckets. After lighting the cloth strips on the mouth of the buckets, it was dropped from a high altitude. This power was compared to
The explosion of ordinary magic crystals is even more powerful, with balls of flames sputtering wildly. Once a Jaguar soldier is contaminated by these flames, it will immediately burn directly from the armor to the skin and flesh, and then all the way to the bones.
The whole canyon was filled with black smoke, and it was impossible to see what was going on inside. After about two cups of tea, the commander of the Ninth Division, whose left arm was smashed to pieces, ran out in embarrassment with a streak of blood. His back was still burning, and the armor that was almost turned into molten iron gave the flesh on his back a terrible barbecue smell. He roared crazily: "Oh my god, it's a trap, damn Bikater, He betrayed us, he betrayed us..."
Rockart appeared in front of him like a ghost, his spear flashed fiercely, and an indifferent meteor flashed in the air, slamming the commander of the 9th Division back into the canyon. He flew high His body in the air happened to hit a barrel of black oil from high altitude. The barrel exploded and his whole body disappeared in a bright red flame.
Rockart soared high, as if flying on the wind, floating more than five hundred feet above the tops of the bushes, and landed in front of Bikart. He looked at Bikart kindly, and said with a smile. To: "Okay, dear Lord Bikart, you should continue working, so that I can convince myself to let you go back alive without exposing your scandal. Please send someone to the reinforcements behind, and say that you have We are out of danger, ask for 15,000 people to reinforce you, and then order other armies to advance towards the Purple Gold Castle. Let's say that part of our main force has returned to the Purple Gold Castle and is preparing to mobilize more militia to resist your Vante Empire. , asking them to conquer the Purple Gold Castle is also an order for them, okay?"
Bikart smiled bitterly: "Are you going to set up an ambush and kill fifteen thousand people this time?"
Rocat nodded quickly: "Of course, it is safer to eat in small bites. After all, our strength is not enough to deal with too many Vante troops. I'm sorry to trouble you, hehe, I want those fifteen thousand people to join you. The location is a small forest fifty miles northwest of this canyon. It just so happens that other armies can easily separate from them by the Jinsha River and let them attack the Zijin Castle."
Bika looked at Rockart with a deathly expression, and finally nodded slowly.
Lei led 30,000 mining dragon soldiers and charged forward like a whirlwind. On the way, they passed several small villages. The residents of the villages looked at the appearance of Lei and the others with their mouths agape, and then they looked dumbfoundedly at the appearance of this army. I ignored their conflict and left. Thirty miles behind, two division commanders under Yasuo, gritting their teeth and leading 40,000 mad dragon soldiers, chased Lei and the others crazily. Lomat was the first after crossing the river. A large number of scout cavalry were dispatched over time, but they did not find more than fifty garrisons near the three Danube Principality castles within a radius of fifty miles. The only explanation is that all the Danube Principality's troops have been concentrated. , and the most likely possibility is that the Three Kingdoms Allied Forces are wantonly attacking the Jaguar Army under the leadership of Bikart.
Therefore, without bothering to accept Bishui Castle and several other castles, villages and towns, Lomat sent two division commanders with 40,000 people to quickly reinforce Lei. They were more than an hour away from Lei, marching at full speed. A short distance away made Lomat very relieved, because according to the information they had on the military strength of the three principalities, even if they mobilized all the coalition forces, they would not be able to defeat the 30,000 mad dragon army led by Lei himself in more than an hour. .
Lei Ce's horse galloped back and forth in the team, shouting crazily: "Brothers, cheer up, haha, let those damn Danubians see that you are dragons, not insects. Damn it, waist Stand up tall and take bigger steps, haha, pay attention to adjusting your breathing rate, don’t get too tired, and be ready to fight at any time.”
The 100-man Kuanglong scout cavalry in front suddenly turned around and rushed back, while a tall, bearded man grabbed a dark iron rod and jumped into the scout cavalry with a roar. , circles of green light flashed crazily on the iron rods, and with each flash, a scout was knocked to the ground, often with men and horses, and they were smashed into meat patties with just one stick. There was a "crack" sound. During the attack, more than forty scouts had died tragically under his long stick.
Seeing that the rear group was still far away from them, the remaining scouts knew that they could not escape. Suddenly they all reined in their reins, their horses turned sharply, and more than fifty sabers were chopped down like snowflakes. The horses rushed forward, The sabers were flying, and more than fifty scouts were spinning around the big man like a ball of wind, and the sabers in their hands were chopping quickly.
The big man obviously couldn't keep up with the speed. He laughed wildly and let out a strange whistle. The long stick in his hand suddenly turned into a black shadow. The dust on the ground was blown up by the strong wind from his long stick, towards him. He flew out in all directions, and with a loud "clang" sound, sabers flew out all over the sky. More than fifty selected mad dragon soldiers were forced back by his one move.
The big man continued to laugh maniacally, and smashed the long stick in his hand at the scout who fell to the ground.
Behind, Lei, who realized something was wrong, had already galloped a hundred feet away. Seeing that several more scout soldiers were about to die in the hands of this big man, Lei couldn't help but shouted: "Damn it, stop it." He did it smoothly. He picked up the pure steel stabbing gun set up next to him, and the fighting spirit in his body surged, and he threw it at the front of the big man. The sound of "papa" the air being torn was heard. This was heard by Lei himself, and The big man didn't hear the sound of breaking through the air at all, and the spear appeared in front of him like magic.
The big man's long stick suddenly lifted up, and with a loud "buzz" sound, the spear was shaken into an arc, and then flew high into the sky, flying diagonally towards behind him. Immediately, there was a sound coming from that direction. There was a miserable howl. Before the cold sweat on the big man's forehead could be wiped off, a black shadow had already rushed in front of him. The thunderous sound of horse hooves made his ears buzz, and a fiery red sword light followed him. The forward momentum of the war horse quickly touched his neck.
The long stick stopped him again, and there was a "dang" sound, and sparks flew everywhere. The big man couldn't help it, and his whole body was rushed back more than twenty steps by a huge force, while the war horse under Lei Zuo moved forward so powerfully. The momentum of the charge was blocked by the man's stick. He raised his two front hooves high and screamed. Lei looked coldly at the big man sixty feet away and said with a sneer: "Yes, you can still block my sword in this situation. You are very strong."
The big man let out a long breath, and in the bushes behind him, countless soldiers wearing light green armor slowly stood up. The big man raised the long stick in his hand and laughed: "Of course I am strong. Ha, are you Lei? I know what you want to do, you want to support that idiot Bikart, but unfortunately, you have to break through my defense line before you can reinforce those poor little leopards."
Lei glanced at the long stick in the big man's hand. It seemed to be made of fine steel. It was about the thickness of an ordinary person's fist and was about eight feet long. There was a five-foot-long pole in the middle, and each side had one and a half feet of square ribs.
Looking at the cold light at the top, Lei has no doubt that this thing can easily knock over a cow. Rockart's double-headed spear has a simple and sharp impression, and the one used by this big man
The iron rod simply gives people a feeling of dominance and killing.
Lei flipped the 150-pound magic sword in his hand lightly and chuckled: "Leopard of the Danube, Marshal Beamon? Ha, the Jaguar Legion is a little leopard. Are you an adult and strong leopard?"
Huh? Not necessarily?"
Beamon laughed wildly: "What does it matter whether I am a leopard or not? Anyway, those Jaguars of yours are probably dead leopards now, right? Hahahaha..."
Lei nodded gently. He looked back at the Kuanglong soldiers who had formed a charging formation, and a smile appeared on his lips: "Behemoth, look at the contrast between the soldiers behind me and the trash behind you.
Our soldiers have gone through hard training for more than half a year, and all those who failed have been eliminated. But what about your soldiers? Look, look, they are all still shaking with the weapons in their hands.
, are they ordinary people who were recruited in the past month, right? Why do we need them to die?"
Beamon subconsciously glanced back, right? In addition to the more than 30,000 elites he had before, the other more than 110,000 soldiers were trembling there. And Lei's eyes flashed with cold light, and his whole body was shrouded in a wave of
In the golden light, the long sword in his hand emitted a red light, he jumped up, and struck Beamon on the head with a heavy sword.
Behemoth heard the strong wind blowing above his head, and couldn't help but yell angrily: "Sneak attack? What kind of knight are you?" His body hurriedly retreated back.
Lei Zi struck down with his sword and muttered in a low voice: "Damn it, knight, after I kill you, who cares how I kill you? Do my subordinates dare to say that the way I killed you is not aboveboard?
?Are you kidding?" The 'Mad King Art' in the body was running rapidly, and the golden light on the body was strong. The long sword carried a red light and a billowing heat wave, whistling and shrouding it.
