Legendary Mage

After Morin made a bet with Walder to destroy the catapult, the two began to take action.

These two men were like tigers going down the mountain, and those who watched the enemy soldiers could stop them. After a while, Morin and Wald attacked the catapults on both sides.

After Wald smashed several catapults with a warhammer over there, he saw Moline flying into the air, and fireballs flew like artillery shells towards the catapults below. In the blast of explosion, one All catapults were caught in the flames. Wald was surprised for a while, and he couldn't even be convinced of a freak like Morin.

However, after all, Wald is a juggernaut level character. Although Mo Lin is powerful, if compared with him, it will still be much worse.

At this time, Wald also came to fight hard. After overturning a group of invading enemies, he slammed the world violently. With this binge, his body rose up in blood red light.

Wald squatted slightly, staring at the catapults and enemies in the front row, while spinning slightly. Blood-red rage burst forth, and Wald suddenly turned his body quickly.

The Warhammer followed Wald’s body, and then Wald’s body accelerated under the inertia of the Warhammer. A whirlwind of wind merged into a larger whirlwind beside Wald, and was free from the edge of the Warhammer.

The white hurricane joined Wald's blood-red anger, and turned into a blood-red hurricane that was enough to break the stone and break the gold. The earth and rocks were rolled up by the hurricane, and there were sparks and lightning flashing between the dust and the gravel.

Looking from afar, Wald turned into a blood-red dragon and swept away to the catapults with the might to destroy everything.

The first catapult crashed into Wald's "Blade Storm" and was immediately crushed by those blood-red hurricanes sharper than the sharp blade, and turned into countless fragments flying into the air.

The soldiers along the road, who had died, tried to stab the storm with long weapons, but they were swallowed by the storm instantly. Then a torrent of blood rain and minced meat sprayed out, and with the violent wind, it was scattered everywhere.

This is a veritable **** storm!

While maintaining "Blade Storm", Wald approached the catapult in a meandering way. He launched a big move that only the Juggernaut could use. Naturally, he was unwilling to destroy some catapults. He wanted to use this big move to kill the enemy to a greater extent.

The ordinary soldiers are suffering this time. The storm that devours people seems to have endless gravity. The groups of soldiers can't escape the attack of Wald, and the enemies are wrapped in the storm. , But strangely without a scream.

It was just that there was blood rain all over the world, and the stenchy smell, urine smell, **** smell and various indescribable smells spread out.

Those who watched from afar were left stunned. They felt that there was a factory for making meat stuffing, which was being processed frantically.

On that day, anyone who had watched this scene and survived would never want to eat anything with meat stuffing.

However, the ordinary soldiers who died were not completely unlucky. With their ordinary bodies, they participated in such a superb feast dominated by the sword saints, and they can also be comforted.

After all, it is a blessing to participate in extraordinary events with an ordinary body.

Well, I just did some hospice care for the dead soldiers.

Under such a brutal attack by Wald, the soldiers of Sageron died a hundred people at a time, and the catapult was destroyed by Wald by more than two dozen.

The short ten seconds of "Blade Storm" is the ten seconds that **** opens, and it is also full of blood, and the fear is deeply inserted into the enemy's heart.

auzw.com Morin is still advancing his advantage of flying. His hands are constantly waving, and flames and bombs explode frequently. Although Valder’s momentum is not strong, if it is spectacular, Morin It's not inferior here either.

Under Morin, there was already a field of fire. The flames were like the devil's tongue, licking the night sky, and the splashing Mars was the saliva splashing from the stirring tongue. Coincidentally, Morin also spoiled the catapult while randomly throwing fireballs into the enemy crowd.

The exploding crimson flame can always blow up several soldiers, and the soldiers on the ground simply regarded Moline in the sky as a demon reincarnation.

For a time, these invaders had an illusion: they had no idea whether they were the bad guys who provoked the war at will, or the naive boy who flew in the air and was topless.

In fact, no matter the good or the bad, the party that was slaughtered will always make people unbearable. It's just that Morin never showed mercy to the enemy, so his flames of slaughter never stopped.

Thick smoke, flames, and burning smells became the keywords of Moline. After the war, when people talked about the battle between Moline and Wald, they used two words to make accurate judgments. :

Barbecue shop and meat grinder.

The former naturally refers to Morin, and the latter refers to Wald. The two men fought like this, and quickly destroyed all the catapults.

Wald had his own new mount and ran towards Moline, and Moline finally fell from the air to the ground. As soon as the two met, Wald laughed and said, "It's been a long time since I've been fighting! I have destroyed forty-nine catapults in one breath. Morin, you can't win me anyway!"

Mo Lin said with a smile: "Great Chief, tell you one thing, I have secretly paid attention to the troops of Sagron. There are a total of 100 catapults. If you can do well in math, this is a win or lose. Don't tell me."

Wald was stunned, but suddenly sneered and said, "That's where you lost. Before you bet with me, you destroyed a lot of catapults, so the total number of catapults was no longer one hundred. How could you possibly Win me?"

Morin said: "I only said that it was more than one of us who destroyed. I didn't say that I destroyed it before. It's not counted! It's more than that, naturally it's more than the total." Looking at Wald with his head, a naive smile appeared on his face.

"You--!" Wald said suddenly, sighing helplessly, "I'm following your kid's words, okay, even if you win this game. So, dare to compare with me again Better than others?"

Morin said: "So what do you say better than that?"

Wald looked at the front of the battlefield, where there were still a large number of enemy troops; he looked at the rear again, where was the command post of Sagron, his eyes narrowed, as if doing a difficult task The same choice.

"A thief and a king?" Wald said mysteriously to Moline.

"It's better to lead the snake out of the hole!" Morin said with a smile.

"How to say?" Wald asked.

Morin looked at the rear, where it was gradually covered with gray mist. Looking at the layer of mist, there was always an ominous feeling in his heart. After shaking his head and shaking off his uneasiness, Moline said to Wald:

"If we go to capture the king first, we don’t know what’s going on there, and I don’t know what the opponent’s true strength is. For the unclear enemies, my principle is to slow down and don’t take advantage. These are on the battlefield. Soldiers, they don’t have any mystery, and we are also clear. So, first, deal with what you know and visible; second, do your best to weaken the enemy’s troops, so that you can help your own troops, It can also indirectly put pressure on the opponent's coach. When that pressure reaches a certain range, I think he can't shrink back, but he has to take the initiative to attack, that is the best time for us to meet him."

Wald looked at Moline deeply, only to see Moline just finished talking, and he even wanted to cross his arms around his chest.

"Are you sure you are only fifteen this year?" Wald asked solemnly.

Mo Lingan said with a smile: "I am the same age as Snell, he only held the completion ceremony last year, this year we are all 16 years old."