Imperial Crown

After putting their horses down the slope, the Eagle Army was ready for battle.

At the entrance, sword and shield soldiers were arranged in an arc shape, and behind them, pikemen stood with their guns drawn.

The soldiers exhaled bursts of white air, which was quickly blown away by the biting cold wind. Everyone's face was full of nervousness, and they kept moving their hands and feet uneasily.

Boom, boom, boom...

The thunderous sound of horse hooves came, from weak to strong, and the soldiers could clearly feel the vibration of the earth. They clenched the weapons in their hands, with fear in their nervousness, and a hint of excitement in their fear.

The horse thief is finally here!

At the end of his gaze, the snow was rising like a white dust storm. The horse thieves were wrapped in this dust storm and came fiercely. I don't know if they brought the snow with them or the snow trapped them.

At the front of the horse thieves' team, a blood-eyed war horse raised its hooves. The knight on the horse held the reins with one hand, and behind him flew the red background and black eagle flag belonging to the Griffith family.

It was Vesdon.

As planned, he went to provoke outside the Scorpion's Nest, where he cursed loudly and used what he had learned throughout his life to conduct cordial greetings and in-depth verbal exchanges with the Sand King himself and his three generations of relatives.

The result is obvious——

What a success!

Vesdon's riding skills are indeed excellent. Although he is followed by horse thieves who have experienced battles in the battlefield, and there are many Warcraft mounts under his crotch, he is still being pulled further and further away.

He urged the horse to go around from the edge to the horse slope. The soldiers separated a channel and allowed Vesdon to rush back to the center of the formation and stand side by side with Eric.

"Mission accomplished!"

"Thank you for your hard work." Eric's eyes were fixed on the horse thieves, and his fists under his gauntlets were clenched white.

At least one hundred and fifty horse thieves, all wearing iron armor!

As for the soldiers under him, after experiencing losses on the road, there were only one hundred and six, even including Simon and Vesdon.

"No, it's okay..." Vesdon gasped, and white mist came out of his mouth: "I'm not tired!"

He turned the horse's head and his eyes also fell on the horse thief: "Eh? Why didn't they rush over?"

At the same time, "Poisonous Hook" Jose also asked a similar question: "Eugene, why did you give the order to stop? Wouldn't it be better to follow the Baron and disrupt their formation?"

"Something's wrong." Eugene looked at Fang Mapo with a solemn gaze: "I suspect that that person is not Raven. How could a baron lure the enemy by himself, and also scold him so unpleasantly?"

"It's not surprising that a 'little bee' of humble origin has a dirty mouth." Jose smiled disdainfully: "What's more, look behind him, but there is the battle flag of the Eagle Army."

Eugene shook his head: "More than that, there is a problem with their quantity."

He stretched out his finger and said, "Look, he blocked all the soldiers at the entrance of Fang Mapo Po. This is not a problem in itself, but at a glance, there are only about seventy people, and at least thirty others are hidden by him. stand up."

"I understand, I understand." Jose scratched his ears impatiently: "It's just the reserve team. That's what you guys from the regular army like to do."

"I'm not kidding." Eugene's face darkened: "Don't forget, Anderson died in their hands!"

"So what? Just because he can defeat you with equal numbers, doesn't mean he can defeat me!" Jose said with a cold face: "Give me the order, follow the established tactics, and those who are good at shooting will follow me!"

"Isn't it just that there are thirty people hiding? I will force them out right away!"

The military order has been passed down, and any further rebuttal by Eugene will only create chaos, and he cannot see through Eric's thoughts for a while - this tactic is not written in the Iron Legion's operating manual!

"drive!"

Jose drove the war horse to leap out, and then the entire army boiled like a pot of hot porridge. Horse thieves kept holding their bows and breaking away from the army to follow. Soon, more than 60 archers were gathered to follow Jose. behind.

Seeing that the horse thieves were moving, Eric gave the order: "Form up!"

The military drums were beating, and the Eagle Troops at the foot of the horse-riding slope also started to move.

The sword and shield soldier and the spear soldier knelt down on one knee at the same time. The former raised his shield in front of him, while the latter put his spear on the former's shoulder and lowered his head to minimize his exposure to the arrows.

Gore was squatting in the center of the first row of sword and shield soldiers. Even he, holding the shield, began to sweat slightly.

Boom, boom, boom!

The thieves with bows and horses broke through the snow dust and rushed from the west side of the horse slope.

When he was nearly 50 meters away from the formation, Jose suddenly exerted force on his legs. The horse under his crotch understood the master's intention and turned eastward. He himself took off the bow on his back and drew the arrows fully. The bow was like a full moon, and then shot Opening the bow string, the arrow shot out of the sky.

Whoosh——

The bow and arrow crossed a distance of fifty meters and hit a shield beside Gore. There was a click and the shield fell apart. The soldier holding the shield hit the spearman behind him and rolled into a ball. The tiger's mouth split open on his palm. , dripping with blood!

Gore's breath was stagnant, and he shouted like a conditioned reflex: "Move, fill up!"

In the tense atmosphere, the sword and shield soldiers moved quickly and quickly filled in the missed gaps, but the original complete formation was still slightly distorted.

The next moment, the sixty or so bow-wielding horse thieves behind Jose turned their horses' heads in almost the same position.

The entire team seemed disorderly, but they drew a perfect arc and released their arrows one after another!

The sound of whooshing through the air was endless, the arrows buzzed like a swarm of bees, and slapped on the shield like rain!

There was a dense clanging sound, and most of the feather arrows were nailed to the shield. Only a few of them passed through the gaps in the shield and landed on a few unlucky people.

Gall is one of these unlucky ones.

He felt a heat on his shoulder, and then an arrow was stuck in it.

"Dry!"

Gore spat, reached out and grabbed the tail of the arrow and pulled it out suddenly. The arrow fell into his hand, and then his face was startled.

He thought he didn't notice the pain because he was nervous, but it took no effort to pull it out, and the arrow in his hand was not stained with any blood.

At a distance of fifty meters, the semi-warcraft leather armor can completely resist the shooting of the riding bow!

"Don't be afraid! Those bastards can't shoot through our armor!" he shouted loudly.

At the same time, Jose, who had gone in a circle, had come back and led the team to launch a second round of arrow attacks.

His feathered arrow was intercepted by Goyle, and one person of the Eagle Army was slightly injured - a pikeman did not act according to discipline, his head was not lowered enough, and his cheek was grazed by the arrow.

Then comes round three!

This time, the fear in the hearts of the sword and shield soldiers in the front row has become less and less, their hands have become more and more stable, and their postures have become more and more standard. They have fully exerted the results of their training, and no one has been reduced!

They gradually discovered that the horse thieves they had feared before were no more than that in the face of their training and equipment.

Just as the horse thieves marched away to prepare for the next counterattack, Gower stood up under Eric's instructions, slapped the shield with his sword and shouted: "Don't run away, you coward! You just have to scratch us." Itchy strength?"

The Sword and Shield soldiers understood this. They stood up and imitated Goyle, shouting all kinds of mean words to vent their grievances:

"Horse thieves? Bah! I think they are just a bunch of weaklings!"

"Come on, keep cumming, I can last until I die of old age!"

"Run! Four legs are faster than two!"

The sound was quickly drowned out by the sound of horse hooves, but the smiles on their faces and the movements on their bodies all showed their disdain and contempt.

Jose was so angry that his teeth itched!

Although he was angry, Jose did not lose his mind. He led the team to join Eugene: "Damn it, did these guys drink the holy water of the Lord of Light? How come the mounted shooting tactics have no effect at all!"

"They came from afar, and they were fighting against many. How could they be so easily shot down by a few rounds of arrows from you." Eugene stabbed lightly: "The leather armor on their bodies is made of unusual material."

"Stop talking nonsense! I also know that there is something fishy about their equipment." Jose rubbed his chin: "I know you don't like me, and I don't like you either, but today this is an order personally given by the boss. What I want to ask Yes, what should we do next?”

"Surround." Tiedun immediately threw out the plan he had prepared: "They came from the Eagle Territory, and their luggage is limited. They may not be short of water and food in a short time, but their fuel must be limited. ”

"It's freezing cold. As long as we surround them for ten days and a half, when they run out of fuel, they will have no choice but to surrender or force a breakout!"

"Hey." Jose looked at Eugene up and down, with ridicule and disdain in his eyes: "Why don't you bring this idea up in front of the boss?"

Eugene was silent.

Jose looked at the Eagle Army's formation with hatred on his face: "Because you know, the boss will never agree to this tactic."

"And I tell you, I won't agree either!"

"We are horse thieves! We are subordinates of the 'Sand King'. If we still choose this stupid method when facing a group of rabble, we will win but lose!"

"I am also thinking about Lord Sand King!" Eugene argued: "You just had three rounds of mounted shooting with little effect. I have been observing, and the opponent's formation was only slightly confused at the beginning."

"This shows that the level of training of these soldiers is definitely not low. They cannot be described by the word 'rabble'!"

"If you attack such a formation, you will definitely pay a heavy price!"

"I knew I shouldn't ask for your opinion, a coward!" Jose said coldly: "They are not a mob, and we are not ordinary horse thieves!"

As he said that, Jose raised his fist high: "Give me the order, everyone is there, come with me and rush up and kill them all!"

A horse thief blew the horn, and Jose slowly rode forward. After a period of confusion, the entire horse thief army formed a sharp formation.

The arrow is Jose!

"Kill them all——"

Jose shouted, waved his machete, and was the first to rush forward!

A group of horse thieves rushed forward behind him, like rolling waves!

This was different from the state when they were chasing after them, and when they were executing mounted shooting tactics. In just over two hundred meters, the speed of the war horses was pushed to the limit.

The sound of trampling the earth was one continuous sound, like thunder!

This scene made the soldiers who had just relaxed become nervous again.

Eric clenched his fists and his breathing began to become rapid. At this moment, he heard heavier breathing.

Turning his eyes, he saw that Weisidong's pupils were contracted, his eyes were white, and his eyes were dull. He was obviously extremely nervous!

Eric stretched out a hand to hold on to his reins.

Now he could see very clearly that although the charging horse thieves were carrying the banner of Heleti, Heleti himself was not among the team.

In this battle, Vesdon cannot die!

The horse thieves advanced rapidly, and Eric silently calculated the distance between the two sides.

Three hundred meters...two hundred meters...one hundred meters...

Eric waved his hand suddenly and barked an order: "Crossbow Team, get up!"

Bang--

Groups of snowflakes exploded in the position, and the crossbowmen led by Mosingan suddenly appeared on the high slope not far behind the spearmen.

They had been buried in the snow before!

Shaking off the snow-covered cotton robes on their bodies, the crossbowmen did not bother to wipe the snowflakes from their faces and already picked up their crossbows.

When Jose saw this scene, his pupils suddenly tightened.

Such a tolerant guy, he actually saved his crossbow for use now!

However, the war horses have already exceeded their speed and must not slow down, otherwise the collision with each other will be enough to cause them heavy losses.

Therefore, Jose advanced instead of retreating, waving his riding crop violently: "Charge——"

锃——锴——

The crossbow string made of steel contracted and expanded, and the dull crossbow arrows were shot out. In the first moment, three horse thieves fell off their horses amid screams, and were trampled by their companions behind them, breaking their bones and tendons!

Eugene behind him breathed a sigh of relief.

Although this Eric is tactically excellent, his training level as a crossbowman is really worrying.

The losses of three people were still far behind compared to his scheming!

There is a saying among the Iron Legion: There are only three opportunities to shoot arrows on the battlefield.

This means that during the cavalry charge, the archers on the defensive side only had time to fire three volleys.

The crossbowman, who has a slower reloading speed, only has one chance!

However, to his surprise, two more horse thieves fell off their horses immediately, and three more horses suddenly howled and fell to the ground.

Eugene looked at Eric's position and suddenly took a breath of cold air.

The crossbowmen who had just fired a round of crossbow bolts were seen squatting on the spot, and twelve more people behind them stepped forward to shoot.

A row of crossbow arrows were fired, and the row of soldiers immediately squatted down. Behind them, the first batch of crossbow soldiers to shoot had already loaded the string, stood up and pulled the trigger again!

"What kind of tactics is this!?" Eugene was stunned: "The Iron Legion doesn't have one!"

The same number of crossbowmen and the same number of crossbow bolts, if released at once, can indeed cause a lot of damage, but the moment they are released, the deterrence is over, and both sides know that they will not be able to carry out the next round of shooting in a short time.

However, this three-stage shooting method did not weaken the lethality, but continued to deal a blow to the morale of the horse thieves!

The constant screams from behind made Jose's cheeks twitch with hatred and the veins on his forehead were exposed.

At this moment, there was a whoosh, and a crossbow arrow came towards him. The scimitar in Jose's hand was wrapped in a layer of dark green fighting spirit and he slashed at it.

According to his experience, ordinary crossbow arrows would be completely corroded after such a shot, but this one just made a ding as he missed it and flew away.

"It's actually an enchanted crossbow!?"

No wonder, most of his horse thieves were wearing chain armor, but they still suffered serious consequences one by one!

Jose felt an uneasy feeling in his heart. There were too many things in this battle that he didn't expect, and it had to be fought quickly!

But as soon as he thought of this, there was another scream in his ears. When he looked back, he saw a war horse lying on the ground. Its front hooves had been completely broken, and the horse thieves on it were thrown away. , fell to the ground, vomiting blood, and it seemed that he would not survive.

The horse stepped on a gerbil's burrow?

But right away, the same thing happened again, and more than once!

When he clearly saw the process of a war horse falling to the ground, Jose finally understood that it turned out that Eric ordered people to dig countless small holes in front. When the war horse stepped in, the horse's hoofs would be crushed due to its own speed and weight. break.

There was heavy snow all over the place, and it was impossible to tell where anything had been tampered with!

"Treacherous and despicable!!" Jose yelled angrily: "Whose fucking home field is this!?"

In a charge of just over 100 meters, there were more than 160 horse thieves, and nearly 30 people had been reduced!

But this result did not satisfy Eric. The numerical gap between the two sides was still huge.

He stared at the battlefield, his expression becoming more solemn.

The fallen war horses and horse thieves had been trampled into blurry flesh and blood. The entire battlefield was no longer white, but was dyed in patches of red.

The hot blood melted the snow, which was immediately frozen into solid ice by the cold wind.

From time to time the screams of horse thieves sounded.

The scene was pure hell.

but.

These horse thieves turned a blind eye!

Under the leadership of Jose, they seemed to be deaf and blind, unable to see the trap or hear the screams!

The speed of their charge did not slow down at all, and everyone even had a bloodthirsty light on their faces!

No matter how long the road is, it has an end.

After losing more than thirty lives, the horse thieves forward led by Jose finally collided with the Eagle Army!

The hooves of Jose's horse stepped on a shield.

Accelerating to the fastest speed, the hundreds of kilograms of weight of the war horse itself, Jose and the weight of his armor and weapons were concentrated in one place, immediately causing the shield to fall into pieces.

The soldier holding the shield didn't even have time to scream, before his chest collapsed, and the viscera and blood flew out from his mouth, sprinkling a rain of blood!

Two spears came to Jose, but they were cut off by his scimitar!

Looking at Vesdon sitting in a daze on the horse behind him, Jose raised a bloodthirsty sneer on his lips and stepped forward!

At the same time, the horse thieves he led also collided with the soldiers of the Eagle Army!

Some war horses rushed into the formation by inertia, knocking away and kicking down the sword and shield soldiers; some war horses slowed down in the face of the steel spears regardless of their masters' urging, and then their front hooves were cut off by the long swords and fell down, and their masters were also cut into pieces by random swords; some were completely crazy and out of control, rushing into the formation themselves, but letting their masters be hung on the spears!

The screams of people and the neighs of horses came one after another, and the smell of blood mixed with the stench of feces and urine spread!

Other horse thieves rushed into the town along the passage opened up by their predecessors, and went straight to the crossbowmen, wanting to start a massacre.

But just after rushing out a few steps, the warhorse fell down suddenly, half of its body stuck in the snow, and threw the knight on horseback out. Some died on the spot, and those who did not die had their throats cut by the crossbowmen with their protective short swords!

"This can't be Eric's handiwork!" Eugene didn't rush forward. He looked at everything that happened in front of him, his eyebrows twitching wildly, his face mixed with surprise and excitement: "It must be Raven, yes, it must be him!"

This new tactic broadened his horizons and made him feel that his tactics had already reached a higher level!

"Unfortunately... no matter how good the tactics are, the gap in strength is still too big."

He was right.

Even if various tactics were used to quickly reduce the number of horse thieves, when the two sides really entangled and collided with each other, all tactics and formations were useless.

The melee started at this moment, and it was the quality of individual soldiers that was fought!

What's more, they were cavalry against infantry, and they had the advantage in numbers!

"Get out of the way!" Mosingan panted, and the enchanted hand half-sword swept across, smashing the head of the horse thief who blocked the road like splitting a watermelon. The blood sprayed all over his face and body, but he didn't have time to wipe it off.

He was in charge of the spearmen, and except for the sword and shield soldiers, they were the ones who suffered the most!

Picking up a shield dropped by a horse thief and throwing it to the nearest subordinate, Mosing Gan walked towards the front line.

Although the battle line was in chaos, it had not collapsed yet. It was still in time to plug the gap!

At this moment, a shrill scream sounded, and then a spearman flew backwards twice with flames burning on his body. He fell to the ground and spit out blood before losing his life.

Turning his head, he saw a horse thief wearing scale armor waving a long sword in his hand and walking slowly. On the long sword, there was a blazing fire!

Enchanted weapon!

The eyes of both sides collided at this moment, and they locked onto each other at the same time!

Mosing Gan no longer hid, and the light green life fighting spirit flowed into his arm, and his arm suddenly became thicker!

"First-level life fighting spirit...!" The scale-armored horse thief flashed a trace of surprise in his eyes, and then showed a cruel smile: "I'm worried that I won't have any credit to gain!"

Before he finished speaking, he had already stepped on the dirty snow and rushed towards Mosing Gan!

Shine——

The half-sword and the long sword collided, and flames flew everywhere!

The Scaled Horse Thief himself was a flame fighting spirit, which complemented the enchanted weapon in his hand. With just one collision, the flames flowed along the sword towards Mosing Gan.

But Mosing Gan also burst out with a terrifying force under the blessing of life fighting spirit. The Scaled Horse Thief couldn't hold the long sword steadily, and the blade hit him horizontally. Then he stepped back several steps, his eyes full of panic:

"How can you be so strong!?"

Mosing Gan didn't have time to answer. He swung his hands to extinguish the flames on the blade, and then took the initiative to attack!

Feel it, this is the power that has been strengthened by Baron Raven!

Seeing this, the Scaled Horse Thief also shouted and urged his fighting spirit with all his strength, holding the sword with both hands and suddenly raised it up!

Bang!

Crack!

Under the collision, the flaming sword suddenly bent into an exaggerated arc, and the magic runes on it flashed and burst into a ball of fire and collapsed completely. Then the sword body pressed down and hit his shoulder. The enchanted scale armor resisted the blade, but failed to dissipate the impact.

The surging power pressed the scale armor horse thief to kneel on one knee, and also smashed his shoulder. A scream burst out from his mouth that could not be suppressed: "Ah--!!!"

"Go to hell!" Mosingan turned the sword and stabbed into his head!

Puff--

Blood spurted out, and the scale armor horse thief's twisted face froze. At the last moment of his life, he still stared at Mosingan, with resentment written all over his face.

How could a first-level extraordinary person have such great strength! ?

He was not the only one with similar doubts.

"Blood Mad" Lawson, a first-level bloody knight, one of the leaders under Heleti.

His mood at this moment was as depressed as this dark and bloody battlefield!

Just as he led the team into the formation through the breach and was about to start the killing, a confidant beside him was killed on the spot!

The most terrible thing was that the man retreated after one strike, so he couldn't catch his shadow at all!

"Come out, come out!!!" Lawson shouted loudly, but his voice was quickly annihilated in this chaotic environment.

The feeling of thirst filled his heart. Lawson swallowed a few mouthfuls of saliva and gradually became excited by the smell of blood in the air.

"Don't come out? Then don't blame me!"

He let out a low roar from his throat, spurred the warhorse, and rushed towards a sword and shield soldier who was shivering on the ground.

If you don't come out, I will force you to come out!

The long sword in his hand was wrapped in a dark red bloody light.

Just when the long sword was about to pass over the throat of the gun handle, the latter suddenly stood up!

A layer of dark brown fighting spirit light covered the shield.

Earth fighting spirit!

So you are hiding here! ?

A trace of surprise flashed in Lawson's eyes, but it immediately turned into a grin. With the speed bonus of a war horse, not to mention the earth's fighting spirit, even the steel fighting spirit would be poked by him!

But at this moment, there seemed to be a sound of wind around him, and then the horse under his crotch let out a whine and suddenly fell forward.

Lawson was experienced and not panicked. He stood up from the ground in a flash, holding the long knife in both hands, and looked around vigilantly. He suddenly found a leather-armored swordsman standing where his previous war horse was, with the long sword in his hand still. Wrapped in cyan fighting spirit light.

Storm fighting spirit!

The appearance of the two extraordinary ones made him quite nervous. While facing the two of them, he stepped back hoping to join his men.

But at this moment, he suddenly felt a chill in his heart, followed by a bone-piercing burning pain, and all the strength in his body disappeared at this moment.

The tip of the sword penetrated the armor and appeared on the chest, with red flame fighting energy burning on it.

Three extraordinary! ? How come there are so many! ?

This was his last thought.

Goyle, Link and Simon looked at each other, nodded, and then spread out, looking for the next target.

The most intense battle undoubtedly revolves around the only two second-level warriors on the battlefield.

Jose brandished his machete and led his cronies to charge repeatedly, constantly passing by Eric and slashing down with dark green poisonous fighting spirit. Eric held a sword in one hand and a shield in the other, encouraging the fighting spirit to carry out with all his strength. Interception.

"Hehe, the second level of steel fighting spirit is indeed much stronger than that old thing from Eugene!" After being blocked by Eric again, Jose stopped his horse and smiled: "How about it, are you there? Are you interested in joining our Lord Heleti?"

"The tactical proficiency and strength you showed today are enough to throw Eugene ten blocks away. By then, your status in the entire Scorpion Nest will be equal to mine, only below that of Lord Sand King!"

Eric looked gloomy with a sneer on his face: "What kind of title is 'Sand King'? Why have I never heard of it?"

"...You'd better keep your mouth clean." Jose's lips twitched: "Now is the stage of chaos. Although your tactics are good, your soldiers are completely inferior to us!"

"I could fight you here until all your men are killed, and then I won't invite you as nicely as I do now."

Eric snorted: "Then we'll talk about it then!"

As he spoke, the long sword in his hand was filled with steel fighting spirit, and it suddenly struck down with a glow!

锔——

The fire exploded, and the dark green fighting spirit stained the blade, causing pieces of rust, but it was immediately repaired by the steel fighting spirit.

"The poisonous fighting spirit naturally restrains steel. Your fighting spirit cannot consume me!" Jose pointed at Vesdon who was still in a daze: "Just because of such a useless baron who can't do anything, you will die. My own life?”

"None of your business." Eric said coldly.

"Haha, okay!" Jose gave the order: "I'll trap Eric, you go and chop him down for me!"

With an order, more than a dozen of his followers immediately turned their horses, tilted their scimitars, and rushed towards Vesdon.

But the latter still didn't react at all.

This wasn't the first time he felt the smell of death so close, but it was the first time he knew how cruel war really was.

Broken limbs, broken arms, blood and broken flesh, the screams of men and horses were as shrill as ghosts in hell.

He wanted to escape, but he didn't know where to escape; he wanted to charge, but he couldn't wave the reins.

It was as if he was trapped in a nightmare that he couldn't escape from, leaving him in a dilemma and unable to even move a finger!

The scimitar was getting closer and closer, and the first horse thief could already see his own reflection in Vesdon's eyes.

He adjusted the angle, swung the machete, and was able to cut off the head of the "Baron" in just one stroke.

The two horses were getting closer and closer, and the blood-eyed war horse under Vesdon's crotch was restlessly on the spot. It didn't understand why its master hadn't moved yet.

The scimitar passed over the blood-eyed horse's mane.

Go straight to Vesdon's throat.

Bang--

A loud noise erupted!

Along with it came Eric's heart-rending roar:

"Don't be stunned, you are Baron Raven now!!!"

At this time, Vesdon finally came to his senses. He saw the enchanted steel shield in front of him falling down, and watched the horse thief's deformed scimitar pass him by.

The heart beats like never before.

The second horse thief was about to rush in front of him!

Jose now finally knew that this person was not Raven. Looking at Eric who threw the shield, he laughed loudly: "Haha, 'Baron Raven', is this the level?"

"No..." Vesdon opened his chapped lips and muttered.

The moment the horse thief rushed to him, Vesdon roared from the bottom of his heart:

"You are not allowed to insult my father!!!"

Then he grabbed the half-hand sword at his waist and slashed forward without any plan!

This scene was beyond the horse thief's expectations, but in his opinion, this sword was useless in terms of force and angle, only the timing was worth seeing.

He adjusted the angle of the scimitar and faced it, full of confidence in his heart. With the speed of his horse, let alone a mortal, even a first-level extraordinary person could not withstand this attack!

But when the swords met, his face suddenly became extremely ugly. A huge force came from the scimitar, shaking his arm, turning his wrist upside down, and the back of his hand stuck to his forearm. Half of his wrist had been torn open!

A puff of blood fell into Weisdong's eyes, covering his vision with blood. He looked down at his arm and recalled the scene when he was firmly controlled by Anderson.

He whispered to himself: "Horse thieves... nothing more!"

Then he suddenly raised his head and roared:

"I am! A natural warrior!!!"

Before he finished speaking, he had already urged his warhorse, no longer passively taking the beating, but actively rushed towards the third horse thief!

At this time, his face was covered with blood, his face was hideous, murderous, and with deep hatred, the enchanted hand and half sword in his hand were raised, with extraordinary power.

The third horse thief felt his heart skip a beat. He was afraid to fight. At the moment when the two horses crossed, he used the technique of "hiding in the stirrup" and hung on the side of the warhorse.

However, the next moment, he saw a sword blade appear in front of him.

What Visdon wanted to cut was not a person, but a warhorse!

The sword blade cut through the horse's head and cut the warhorse's head in half!

The warhorse collapsed on the ground, but it still slid out due to inertia, dragging the horse thief under it with broken bones and blood, almost crushing it into a meat pie.

Without stopping, Visdon clamped his legs and continued to meet the next horse thief.

However, seeing the tragic death of his companion, the fourth horse thief turned his horse's head and deviated from the direction!

Jose, who saw this scene, was angry, hateful, and painful.

These are all his trusted people brought out by his own hands!

"You are distracted!" The voice of breaking through the air came together with Eric's voice.

Jose subconsciously raised his sword to meet the enemy, and the dark green poisonous Dou Qi exploded like fireworks, falling on Eric's weapons and armor, leaving large patches of rust, but once again being dispelled and repaired by the iron Dou Qi.

"I want to see how much Dou Qi you have to spend with me!" Jose laughed grimly, and suddenly pulled his left hand from his waist, holding a nine-section whip in his hand.

He swung his left hand violently, and Eric raised his sword to meet it. The enchanted long sword failed to cut off the nine-section whip, but was instead tightly entangled by it.

The dark green Dou Qi exploded from Jose's hand, surging wildly along the nine-section whip, and flowed onto the enchanted long sword.

Crack...

The dark green Dou Qi, as thick as liquid, wrapped the long sword, and the red and black rust spread instantly. With a crisp sound, iron filings splashed everywhere, and the enchanted long sword broke into two pieces!

Then, Jose held out his right curved knife, and Eric took off the bloody long knife from the saddle and was about to meet him, but as soon as the two knives touched each other, the blade in the former's hand retreated lightly.

It was actually a feint!

Jose stretched out his left hand, and the nine-section whip wrapped around Eric's neck, just like a poisonous scorpion in the desert drilling out of the sand and stinging its prey with its chelicerae.

"This is the poison hook." Jose showed a hideous smile on his face, and his fighting spirit flowed along the nine-section whip: "Enjoy your death!!!!"

The full body plate armor has almost no weaknesses, but under the effect of the rotten fighting spirit, it is just a thin layer of straw paper.

And the flesh of a second-level extraordinary is not as tough as armor!

However, the next moment, the expression on his face froze.

Because no matter how his fighting spirit is transported, Eric will emit a brighter fighting spirit light, with his neck as the center, the rust continues to expand, but it is constantly covered by the light silver light!

The two of them were actually deadlocked together!

"How could this happen!" Jose gritted his teeth and shouted, "We are both second-level Dou Qi, and the poison is the most effective against steel. How can you compete with me in consumption!?"

Eric looked at him with a vague smile on his lips.

How can you understand the enhancement that the Baron gave me? !

Jose's heart tightened. He didn't expect that he would fall in the place where he was best at!

He still had a scimitar in his hand, but like Eric, he now had to maintain the output of Dou Qi with all his strength and had no power to be distracted.

When competing with Dou Qi thickness in the most direct way like this, whoever withdrew first would be hit by the recoil of Dou Qi, and would be seriously injured if not dead!

"Don't chase!" Jose shouted to his confidants loudly: "Come back and chop this iron turtle for me!"

But after more than ten seconds, he didn't hear the sound of his confidants' horses.

"You don't listen to my orders, do you want to die!?"

But there was still no response!

"Are you looking for them?" A head was thrown in front of him, and the expression on his face was frozen with unwillingness to die!

Jose felt a chill running from his back to his head - Lawson, he was dead! ?

Then, several more heads were thrown in front of him.

Some had horror on their faces, some had anger, and some had fear...

Four of the six first-level extraordinary people who came out with him this time had their heads here!

He turned around and looked back and forth, and found that three extraordinary people were approaching him, and the weapons in their hands were burning with various colors of fighting spirit!

Seeing the increasingly bright smile on Eric's face, Jose gritted his teeth: "Good, very good... You won today! But this is just the beginning. When Lord Sand King attacks, you will regret it. It is better to lose to me today!"

Before he finished speaking, he suddenly released the nine-section steel whip.

The dark green Dou Qi disappeared, and the light silver Dou Qi rushed back, like a group of stars blooming in the snow!

Although he let go quickly enough, Eric's iron Dou Qi still poured into his palm.

White marks appeared on Jose's hand, and blood oozed out. As his fingers twitched slightly, the sharp Dou Qi brought a terrifying cutting force, causing three fingers on his left hand to be cut off instantly, and the palm and back of the hand were torn and blood flowed!

"Ah..." Suppressing the scream in his throat, Jose turned his horse's head and rushed down the mountain without saying a word!

"Leave him!!!" Eric roared.

He didn't need to say it, the three extraordinary people were ready.

While the warhorse had not yet increased its speed, Simon flew forward and chopped at the horse's leg.

But Jose also showed his superb skills at this time, holding the reins with his right hand, and the whole person came to the side as if he was thrown off the horse, and kicked Simon in the chest. The corrosive and poisonous fighting spirit corroded the leather armor on Simon's chest, and the remaining force made him fly backwards.

At the same time, Link also rushed forward, holding a long sword, jumping high, and slashing at the horse's head.

But Jose suddenly loosened the reins, went around from under the horse's belly at an almost impossible angle to Link, and slashed straight at the scimitar wrapped in fighting spirit in his hand, forcing Link to draw his sword to defend.

Clang!

The two weapons collided with each other, the flame restrained the poison, Link's weapon was not damaged, but Jose also used the recoil force to sit back on the horse!

The action did not stop, he wrapped the scimitar in his right hand with fighting spirit, and threw it at Gore to force him back!

After the fight just now, only bones were left in his left hand, and his forearm was also bleeding!

However, he finally rushed back to the downstream of Fangmapo.

"Eugene!" Jose shouted at the top of his lungs: "Cover me!!!"

Shrewd and cautious Eugene had been wandering outside the battle line. When he heard Jose's shout and saw him riding his horse, he hesitated.

If Jose died here, he would be the only one in Scorpion Nest!

But this selfish thought was fleeting. He knew how much Heleti valued Jose. If Jose was really killed here because of himself, Eugene would not have a good life.

Thinking of this, he immediately ordered: "Rush in and open the gap!"

But it was still too late, because Eugene suddenly saw a figure appear in front of Jose's horse.

Jose was also riding a first-level magic beast blood-eyed warhorse. This kind of magic beast has no innate magic, and all it relies on is a terrifying brute force!

Especially when the speed reaches the limit, even an ordinary second-level knight can't stop it!

But the figure still stopped in front of the warhorse, with only a thin shield in his hand!

At this time, Jose had already rushed up to full speed. He didn't want to take a detour, and he couldn't take a detour. If he was caught up, he would definitely die in his current state!

"Get out of here!"

Jose shouted.

Mosingan raised a sneer at the corner of his mouth. He infused his arms with life fighting spirit and knelt on one knee, as if he wanted to stop the warhorse with his own life!

"Then you die!" Jose roared wildly and pulled the reins.

The blood-eyed warhorse raised its front hooves high and kicked Mosingan fiercely!

The latter had a sneer on his face, and his right hand hidden behind the shield suddenly picked up a long spear from the bloody and dirty ground.

Minced meat, residual snow, and ice slag fell from the gun barrel and scattered into a dirty mist. The spear tip was raised high and aimed at the throat of the warhorse!

Jose showed a trace of fear on his face. At this time, he had no time to control the warhorse again!

Bang——

Puff——

The shield in Mosingan's hand also broke into pieces, and the whole person flew back and rolled on the ground, his life or death unknown.

However, just a moment before that, the spear tip had pierced into the neck of the blood-eyed warhorse, pierced out from the back, and pierced Jose's chest under the huge force of the impact!

The huge impact force made the tail of the spear firmly embedded in the ground, the warhorse fell to the ground, and the "poison hook" Jose was hung on the spear tip like a rag.

"Uh..." Jose's mouth and nose kept spurting blood. His only intact right hand scratched on the spear shaft, trying to put himself down, but he could only leave a little pale mark with his nails, which was soon drowned by his own blood.

At the last moment of his life, he opened his already bloodshot eyes, wanting to see who blocked his last way to life.

The man sat up from the ground and spat out a mouthful of blood with broken meat:

"My name is... Mosingan."

Nobody.

Jose wanted to say so, but life was completely gone from him at this moment.

His arms drooped limply, swaying and shedding blood.

Eric, who came on horseback, grabbed the spear with both hands and raised it high: "Jose is dead!!!"

The next moment, Weisdong and others shouted in unison: "Jose is dead!!!"

After a short silence, all the surviving Eagle Army on the battlefield shouted in unison:

"Jose is dead!!!"

Silence, incomparable silence.

Then there was the sound of horses' hooves.

"Retreat--"

Eugene, escaped!

The horse thieves who were still entangled with the Eagle Army were stunned, and then they scattered! !

"Hey." Mosingan, who was sitting on the ground, turned around slowly, looked at their hastily fleeing backs, and pulled a mocking smile at the corner of his mouth: "So, you can also escape!"

After saying this, he rolled his eyes and fell to the ground.

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