Imperial Crown

As judged by Eugene.

The panicked packhorses don't know who their master is. The Eagle Army can take advantage of them, as can the horse thieves.

Doing so is equivalent to erasing the terrain advantage that the Eagle Army has worked so hard to cultivate. Although the horse thieves have also lost their speed and mobility, the advantages in numbers and individual quality can be reflected.

Under the protection of twelve scorpion claw guards, Heleti watched everything happening on the battlefield with cold eyes.

From beginning to end, his eyes never left Eric.

The second-level Iron Knight was considered a strong man even on the bloody highlands, capable of raising a well-known army of horse thieves.

Whether it was killing Jose yesterday due to a numerical disadvantage, or using the packhorse wall to delay his offensive today, Eric's performance far exceeded Heleti's expectations.

So Heleti is still waiting for Eric's next move.

Why on earth does he have the courage to fight with himself here, and why does he dare to fight with him here! ?

As Eugene's order was carried out, the horse thieves dismounted one after another and began to infiltrate into the packhorse city wall.

This immediately put huge pressure on the Eagle Army.

Even though the Eagle Army works together in groups of three, the horse thieves are all skilled in martial arts and equipped with excellent equipment!

The number of people is far greater than that of today's Eagle Army!

The screams and groans in the packhorse city wall became more frequent, the smell of blood gradually became stronger, and the spilled blood condensed into blood-colored mist in the cold air.

Large tracts of scarlet bloomed under the city wall made of pack horses, like a lush and swaggering flower bush, growing at a scalp-numbing speed.

Death is its nourishment, blood is its veins, and the corpses of people or horses constitute the stamens.

The resistance of the Eagle Army was extremely tenacious.

Although the tragedy of the vanguard troops was horrific, it also inspired the morale and anger of the remaining soldiers. They wanted to avenge their comrades and survive in this cruel and cold land!

Although they lost their terrain advantage, with tacit cooperation, they still maintained a very high exchange ratio.

The spearmen blocked the enemy and the crossbowmen wounded the enemy, while the sword and shield soldiers guarded the spearmen and crossbowmen.

No matter how brave an individual is, as long as he is not extraordinary, he will not be able to take advantage of precise coordination.

Yet even so, the battle lines inevitably began to shrink inward.

"Huh, huh..." Gore kept breathing heavily, and the smell of blood almost choked his throat.

But the movements of his hands were still neat. He raised his shield and swung away the oncoming attack. The half-sword in his enchanted hand flashed with blue light. The sword edge passed over the face of the horse thief in front of him and cut off most of his head.

Blood spurted out like spring water, and the headless body with only half of its chin fell to the ground with a clang.

At the same time, three spears and two long knives came towards him. Gore took advantage of the situation and rolled back, suddenly feeling that his field of vision was much wider.

At a glance, it turned out that he had rolled out of the packhorse city wall and returned to the center of the military formation.

He's not the first to come back here.

The Eagles who stayed behind were pushed away from the packhorse city wall, and they desperately tried to take the wall back. The pioneers who had just returned to the formation had already picked up their weapons and joined the battle again as long as they could still move.

Some of the horse thieves had already climbed onto their horses and were shooting into the formation with the riding bows they carried.

"Eagle Army, push them back!" Gower shouted, kicked over a horse thief who had just gotten in, and cut off the horse thief's thigh with his sword.

Just as the horse thief was screaming and roaring, two more people got in from below!

"Die!" Gower kicked a scimitar that fell on the ground and shot at the horse thief on the left, and then swung his sword to slash the one on the right.

The horse thief on the left had a machete thrust into his throat, and was struggling in vain on the ground with his hands on his neck.

But the horse thief on the right suddenly raised his left wrist, and a layer of shining fighting spirit covered it, blocking Gower's slashing attack with a clang.

Bright fighting spirit! ?

Although he had known that the attribute of strength had nothing to do with good or evil, seeing the bright fighting spirit appearing on a horse thief still made Gao Er feel stunned for a moment.

The next moment, the horse thief stretched out his right hand, and a short sword wrapped in bright fighting spirit swept towards Gore's ankle.

There was a trace of a cruel smile on the horse thief's face, and he could almost see the soldier in front of him wailing on the ground after his ankles were cut off.

suddenly!

A long sword wrapped in green fighting spirit flew through the air and pinned his forearm firmly to the ground.

The horse thief opened his mouth and let out a cry of pain, but before he could close it, the half-sword of the possessed hand stabbed down his throat, and then came out from the back of his head!

As thick blood flowed, Gore drew out his weapon, then pulled out the long sword inserted in the man's arm and handed it aside.

Simon took it easily, and neither of them spoke. They were silent and prepared to continue fighting.

The two of them looked at each other without saying a word, silently preparing to enter the next battle.

At this moment, Gore's pupils suddenly tightened, and he pointed at the horse's back not far away: "Simon, get him down!"

Simon turned his head to look, and suddenly took a breath of cold air.

A horse thief got on the back of a packhorse, and he was bending his bow and arrow, aiming at none other than Eric, who was sitting motionless on the horse in the center!

The fighting spirit of the storm was aroused and wrapped around the sword in his hand. Simon threw it out again with his old tricks.

However

It's too late!

The bow retracted from the full moon, and the kinetic energy was transferred from the bowstring to the feather arrow. The feather arrow flew through the air, and the arrow body rotated to break through the air barrier and landed on Eric.

Ding.

This attack failed to penetrate the enchanted plate armor, but the sound was clearly audible.

The feather arrow and the person who shot the feather arrow fell to the ground almost at the same time.

Gore and Simon changed their faces immediately.

Damn it!

Everyone knew that Eric was the commander of the Eagle Army, and any horse thief wanted to take his head and win the first merit of this battle.

There was the first one, and there was the second and the third one.

The feather arrows were released from the string and shot at Eric. The power of these arrows was not enough to penetrate Eric's heavy armor, but it was enough to show a fact:

The Eagle Army had exhausted all means and had no other response.

Heleti also clearly realized this, and a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth, and he put down his mask.

"Charge!"

Twelve Scorpion Guards lined up and led by Heleti to charge!

The sound of horse hooves immediately attracted the attention of the horse thieves. When they saw the knight in bright yellow armor stepping through the dust, they immediately became excited.

"Lord King Sand personally launched the charge!"

"Look at them, they are Scorpion Guards!!"

"We will definitely win!!!"

The shouts made the faces of the Eagle Army soldiers paler.

They were already exhausted, and the arrival of King Sand Heleti gave them unparalleled pressure!

"Simon, go help somewhere else, I will protect Commander Eric!" Gore ordered immediately.

Since Heleti has moved, his target can only be Eric. The advantage of the third level against the second level is self-evident.

Now all the morale of the Eagle Army depends on Eric alone. If he dies at this time, the entire Eagle Army will inevitably be destroyed!

Simon also knew the consequences. He picked up a scimitar on the ground and followed behind Gore: "I'll go too!"

Gore's voice was solemn and serious: "No, my earth fighting spirit can still defend, you only have storm fighting spirit, you can't stand it at all!"

Simon wanted to argue: "But..."

There was no time to continue to entangle here, Gore emphasized his tone, and his voice was unshakable: "Simon!!"

"Obey the order!!!"

Hearing this, Simon was silent, no longer insisted, but silently saluted Gore.

At this time, the Scorpion Claw Guards lined up with Heleti as the center.

In the wind and snow, it was like a silver scimitar sweeping across the ground!

But the sharp blade of the scimitar slowly slowed down, and only the bright yellow figure suddenly accelerated.

The horizontal spear was turned upside down, dragging on the ground to draw a line of churning yellow sand.

This spear is called "Sandstorm". It is golden in color. When it was forged, it was mixed with the third-level ore "Sand Crystal Amber". It has the triple enchantments of "Flowing Sand", "Empowerment" and "Sharpness", and is worth tens of thousands of gold coins.

On its spear handle, one foot away from the tail end, there are three third-level yellow sand magic cores inlaid.

When it was less than fifty meters away from the Tuoma City Wall, the seed of life in Heleti's lower abdomen suddenly pumped, and the bright yellow sand fighting spirit poured into the spear "Sandstorm", wrapping around the spear like a flowing crystal, making it vibrate.

At the tail end, a yellow sand magic core quietly shattered.

Points of bright yellow light gathered from the tail of the spear with a whistling tremor, advancing all the way to the tip of the spear.

The light expanded and flickered, and when it gathered on the tip of the spear, it was like the sun rising from the ground.

At this time, Heleti had already reached more than ten meters outside the wall of Tuoma City. He raised his elbow and swung it forward suddenly. The bright yellow light ball drew a crescent shape and drilled into the ground covered with snow!

Boom--! ! ! ! !

After a short silence, a thunderous sound exploded, starting from the place where the light landed, the earth cracked, and layers of yellow sand rolled up waves and rushed forward, one wave after another, swallowing up everything on the path!

That was not ordinary gravel. Under the strengthening of the yellow sand fighting spirit, each one was the sharpest razor!

The people and horses caught in it all screamed chillingly, their armor and fur were ground into dust, and then their skin, flesh, internal organs, bones-all ground into pieces.

Even the yellow sand turned bloody!

When this slash subsided, the battlefield fell into a strange silence.

Is this... really something that human power can do! ?

The crack extended for dozens of meters and stopped less than ten meters in front of Eric.

The widest part was enough for five horses to walk side by side. What was left on the ground was a gravel passage with yellow sand mixed with black flesh and blood. Except for the broken limbs and arms left at the edge, there was no trace of the existence of the packhorse wall.

"The raging waves of the vast sea..." Eugene's expression was both excited and terrified, and even his voice was trembling: "... This is the raging waves of the vast sea!!"

Even he could not survive this attack!

And Eugene knew very well that even if he blocked Heleti's attack route, the Lord King of Sand would never be soft!

In this land called "Bloody Highlands", only the coldest and wisest people can be called "king"!

Link looked at the sand marks on the ground and was completely stunned. Uncontrollable fear began to spread in his heart.

He was not afraid of death, but Heleti's strength made him not have the slightest idea of ​​fighting against him!

Such a powerful offensive cannot be stopped by human power at all. Even if they all rushed in, what could they do?

Fear is contagious.

Similar thoughts spread among the Eagle Army, and morale began to collapse at an unprecedented speed like dominoes. Some people's weapons had already fallen to the ground!

The Scorpion Guard had stopped, and Heleti rode forward with a spear in his hand, leisurely as if he was on a wild tour.

Not only the Eagle Army was stunned, but no one among the horse thieves dared to move at all, for fear of causing dissatisfaction from Lord Sand.

This attack just now was beyond the imagination of all of them!

But at this moment, there was a sudden tremor at the edge of the sand, and then a man shook off the dust on his body and crawled out.

His leather armor was tattered like a beggar, and there was almost no good skin on his body. Blood flowed out, wrapping a layer of sand on his body.

Even at the edge of the "Wrath of the Vast Sea", those who could survive should at least be first-level extraordinary, but Heleti didn't care. He only had Eric in his eyes.

Only this second-level extraordinary could barely be considered his opponent.

But to Heleti's surprise, the man who had finally escaped did not run away, but picked up an ownerless shield from the side, took a few steps forward, knelt on one knee, and blocked the shield in front of him, blocking Heleti's way!

"Gore, get out of the way!" Eric finally spoke.

Eric is a second-level extraordinary, so he has a clearer understanding of the gap between himself and Heleti, and he doesn't want anyone to make unnecessary sacrifices.

Gore shook his head and shook off some bloody sand. At this time, his ears had been worn out by the previous blow and could only barely hear some sounds.

He knew what Eric wanted to say.

But the more so, the more he couldn't retreat.

At this time, someone needs to stand up and tell the soldiers of the Eagle Army that they can't give up now!

Keep fighting, keep resisting, even if it means death!

He took a deep breath, blood gushed from his cracked lips, and he screamed:

"There are no cowards in the second battalion!"

Stopping his horse, Heleti finally looked at Gore. The "Sand King" raised his visor and stared at the man in front of him:

"Are you really not afraid of death?"

Gore spat out a mouthful of blood foam:

"Even if I tell you about the charm of the Baron, you won't understand."

Helati put down his visor and smiled coldly: "Hehe, Baron..."

Then he raised his hand, poured his fighting spirit into the sandstorm spear, and slashed from bottom to top!

The ground cracked, the snow disappeared, and the sharp "Waves of the Vast Sea" instantly flew in front of Gore!

Helati used less than 30% of his strength, but in his opinion, it was enough to deal with a first-level extraordinary.

Gore took a deep breath and poured all the fighting spirit in his body into the shield. The brown earth fighting spirit wrapped around the surface of the shield, welcoming the rolling yellow sand!

Although he was not chopped off immediately, the power of this slash was as endless as flowing sand.

"Oh?" Heleti raised his eyebrows slightly. He didn't expect that the other party could still use his fighting spirit when he was so seriously injured.

"Ah-!!!!" Gore roared violently, blood gushed out of his mouth and fell on the inside of the shield, and his fighting spirit swelled again!

Everyone stared at Gore.

Simon was watching, Link was watching, Mosingan was watching, and Eric was watching.

They all hoped that Gore could hold on and survive!

Gore had done enough!

Not only them, but the horse thieves also watched this scene silently, and even Eugene was staring at it.

His pupils were shaking uncontrollably, and he clenched his fists tightly.

Before this, he had never seen any first-level extraordinary being able to hold on for so long in front of Lord Sand King!

Could it be... could he really survive this blow?

Gore didn't have time to think so much. He only had one thought in his mind now:

Drag, drag!

Delay and buy more time for the Baron! ! !

The tremor in his hand became stronger and stronger. It was the sound of the attack of the raging sea that had gradually broken through the protection of the earth's fighting spirit and began to grind the shield body.

And Gore's fighting spirit had been exhausted!

"Ah--"

A beast-like roar burst out from Gore's throat, madly squeezing the last bit of fighting spirit in his body. The seed of power in his lower abdomen was as weak as a candle in the wind.

But he was still asking for it and squeezing it!

Until--

Broken!

The seed of power jumped suddenly and burst into pieces. The last bit of fighting spirit flowed into the shield along Gore's arm. Under the burst of light, the last bit of power of the raging sea was finally eliminated!

The yellow sand disappeared.

The path stopped in front of Gore.

But Gore also stopped breathing at this moment, with a hideous unwillingness on his face.

His body was still standing there, covered with yellow sand, like a statue that had stood here since ancient times.

"Gol!!"

Link clenched his fists and shouted loudly. At this moment, he deeply blamed himself for his previous hesitation and regretted why he did not dare to die with this friend who had been with him for more than ten years.

His eyes were full of fighting spirit, and he looked at Heleti with murderous intent!

It was not just Link.

Simon, Mosingan, and the Eagle Army soldiers began to breathe heavily. Their fear gradually faded, and they became more motivated.

The soldiers who had thrown away their weapons held them firmly in their hands. Some began to tear their clothes and wrap their weapons around their hands like Visdon.

Feeling the change in the atmosphere around him, Heleti's face was as gloomy as ink. He couldn't figure out what kind of magic Raven had. From ordinary soldiers to first-level extraordinary people, one or two of them were willing to die for him!

If you can't figure it out, don't think about it.

If you are willing to die, then die! !

"Kill me--"

With a roar, Heleti pulled the reins tightly, and the warhorse under his crotch lowered its head and ran and collided, knocking Gore's bloody body to the ground and trampling over it.

Even so, Gore's arms were still raised.

The melee started again!

Eric's breathing suddenly became heavy.

There will always be deaths in war.

But when he saw Gore dying in front of him, with his body not even preserved, Eric's heart was still burning with uncontrollable anger.

He raised his shield and roared:

"Eagle Army!!"

"Fight--!!!"

At the same time, three brilliant fireworks exploded in the direction of the Scorpion Nest!

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