Lord of War

  Alfred is full of momentum.

  The shining red light flows on the axe blade, and the outline of the flame texture is like a real burning flame.

  William could even feel that hot air wave was falling rapidly from the air, and the slight burning smell had been swirling in his nasal cavity, it seemed that his hair was zooming under the high temperature baking. At this moment, William couldn't help but start to think back to the past, scenes and scenes that he had experienced in the past flashed quickly in his mind. He had never felt death so approaching, but he found that there was no fear in his heart.

  Some, but also just calm.

   "Fred! Don't kill him!" Sean called with a horrified cry from behind Alfred.

  Hearing Sean’s voice, Alfred’s heart sighed slightly. He had exhausted all his strength when the halberd fell, and it was impossible to regain strength at this moment. So I had to exhaust all my strength, let the halberd go a little bit away, so that it could be brushed by William's side, and then split the land around William with one axe. But even so, William's entire left hand's clothing was burned by the flames surrounded by the flaming lion's fangs, and even William's skin was severely burned by the flames passing by.

William's eyes opened, and his eyes showed a little dazedness, but soon-or that, William's eyes just saw a dark shadow passing by, he didn't even see the situation clearly, he felt that his chin seemed to be cold. The thing resisted, and the chill radiating from it made him think of being frozen. When the focus of his gaze finally recovered, he could see clearly that he was holding a long sword on his neck, and the person holding the sword was a young man with black hair and black eyes. He seemed to be in harmony. He is almost a few years old.

  William recognized the man.

  Sean.

  The important character next to the target is also the commander of the entire army. I heard that he is a swordsman, probably only the strength of the lower bronze, but no one in the trade center has seen him shot, so no one knows the specific strength. Just looking at the speed of the opponent's swift arrival, William must be at the peak of his strength even at the lower Bronze rank?

   "Surrender and don't kill!" Sean took a breath, then shouted in a deep voice.

  His voice is full of vitality, and it is in such a quiet late night, so Sean’s voice actually spread a long distance. The two sides that are fighting each other belong to Sean’s army. In fact, they have already commanded the role of "waiting for the meal" and gradually entered a defensive state. Therefore, the people of the White Wing Mercenary Group saw that the enemy did not seem to have the idea of ​​killing them all. The already extremely low morale made them gradually give up resistance.

  But this kind of abandonment is not a real abandonment, but a kind of abandonment similar to a wait-and-see state. They still hold their weapons and gather together cautiously, facing back to back the encirclement of the northern barbarians. However, they also know that it is better not to provoke the enemy at this time, so their behavior is more of a subconscious self-protection, rather than the idea of ​​resistance.

  Looking at the attitudes and reactions of these people, Sean once again said in a deep voice: "I'll say it again! Put down your weapons and those who surrender will not kill!"

  With the sound of Shaun’s words falling, the northern barbarians surrounding the White Wing Mercenary Group erected their half-length shields, and put their spears on the shields. They circled in a circle, and then strode forward several steps one after another, narrowing the enemy's activity space once again, making them more crowded, so that the space available for combat is naturally greatly compressed.

  Seeing that these people didn't seem to have any plans to put down their weapons, the northern barbarians holding a strong bow finally took their bows and aimed their arrows at these enemies. As long as Sean gave an order, they would loosen their strings and shoot arrows-this time at such a short distance, even if the Northern Barbarian could not shoot, it was impossible to miss the arrow to other places, and the Northern Barbarian The place where people are aiming is also the lower body of the soldiers of the white-winged mercenary regiment, so even if the opponent wants to dodge, they will definitely not be able to dodge all the arrows.

  Looking at the murderous aura emanating from the barbarians in the Northland, one of the soldiers finally couldn't bear the pressure and dropped the spear in his hand.

  "Kang Dang"

   There was a slight sound, but it became exceptionally clear in this dark night.

After having the first person, naturally there will be a second person and a third person, just like a chain reaction. The soldiers of the white-winged mercenary group that gathered together were finally completely disintegrated and their will to fight. The weapon in his hand is dropped, and he chooses the promise that I don't know if it is possible to realize it. They looked at the weapons in the hands of the northern barbarians in horror, fearing that they would suddenly jump on them in the next moment.

  Sean nodded to Alfred, who quickly confessed to the veterans a few times, so the Northland Barbarian quickly gave way to a small gap, which was only enough for one person to pass. However, in order to prevent unnecessary accidents, there are still some shield spearmen defending. They are not only defending the enemies in this circle, but also those enemies who fled into the night because of the rout. Of course, they also included the arrows in front. In the rain-covered battlefield, those who were lucky enough not to die.

   "Let them take off their light armor." Xiao En seemed to think of something, and quickly spoke.

  Alfred nodded clearly, and at the same time began to give orders. And since the soldiers of the White Wing Mercenary Corps have given up resistance and chose to surrender, it is naturally not unacceptable to remove the light armor at this moment, so under the supervision of Alfred and the northern barbarians, these soldiers Naturally, we don't have many other choices, but to follow the orders of Sean and others.

  The following matters of handling prisoners of war and cleaning the battlefield naturally do not need to be personally responsible for Sean. At the moment, this situation can be handed over to Alfred and Cecilia to practice. After all, this situation will certainly be encountered frequently in the future, so naturally the sooner you can handle these things, the better.

  It’s just that even Sean did not expect that the White Wing Mercenary Corps’ outer reserve would be defeated so easily. This point was unexpected. Originally, he just wanted to paralyze the opponent’s pursuit ability so that he could infiltrate the Kingdom of Darbion smoothly. However, he did not expect that the opponent’s commander would cooperate so well. Cecilia had a chance to catch it all.

  This is the real turning point of this night attack tonight.

  If it weren't for such a great opportunity, Alfred would not be able to achieve such a brilliant result in the battle with his troops. However, another important aspect of this battle is that William incorrectly estimated the combat power and execution ability of the northern barbarians-Shaun’s army of the northern barbarians is completely in line with the northern barbarian army in the eyes of ordinary people. Different. Of course, the most special thing is the difference in passwords, but these northern barbarians are more clear about such passwords.

  It can be said that the result of this battle tonight is entirely caused by the asymmetry of intelligence clues, and does not possess any reproducibility or splendor. It was completely a contest of luck. If there was a change of occasion, a commander, or another unit, then even if Sean successfully launched a night attack tonight, he would not be able to achieve such a brilliant record.

   is the service. The 3,000-member White Wing Mercenary Corps’ peripheral reserve army killed more than 500 people and wounded more than 1,000, including more than 700 minor injuries and more than 400 serious injuries, surrendered more than 800 people, and fled more than 400 people. On Sean’s side, the number of northern barbarians who died in the battle was more than 400, and nearly two hundred were wounded. One veteran was killed in the battle. However, the formation of the archer troops was intact, and the main gun and shield soldiers were killed. The reason was that the pikemen arranged by William were trapped in the attack. At that time, because of the lack of a commander in command, the troops fell into chaos for an instant, and they were almost eaten up.

  If it weren’t for Alfred’s forcibly breaking the formation in time, the outcome of tonight’s battle might have changed differently.

  At this moment, the cleaning of the battlefield is also nearing completion. Sean and the others did not stay here, but chose to move to another "cleaner" place. At the sign of Sean, Alfred led a group of people to secretly execute the seriously injured soldiers. After all, on the battlefield right now, their serious injuries cannot be treated at all. Instead of howling in pain, it is better to send them on the road.

  Of course, this kind of thing is impossible for people to discover, otherwise the white-winged mercenaries who have just surrendered will naturally mutiny. The handling of the corpses is rather consistent. Both the enemy and the enemy are stacked together and Cecilia casts magic directly for cremation.

  After finishing all these things, the sky is almost faintly bright.

  At this time, Sean finally had the opportunity to face William.

Of course, Cecilia, Alfred, and Anno are the big guys who are with you. Because this big guy’s appearance is outstanding, and his personal attributes are considered the best among all the northern barbarians, he has barely reached the lower bronze. With his strength, Sean intends to train this big man into the commander-in-chief of Steel Wings.

  Steel wings, is the official name of this gun and shield unit. As for the current archer force composed of northern barbarians, Sean has also incorporated it into the formation of the steel wings, becoming the second echelon unit. In the future, he also plans to form another three winged troops to reproduce the glorious achievements of that family in the game that year.

  And before that.

  Sean looked at William with a smile on his face, his attitude must be more polite and polite, more polite and polite. It's just that the more Sean is like this, the more frightened William's heart is. His goose bumps have risen, and the inexplicable rise in his heart makes him feel like he didn't die by Alfred's axe tonight. , Does not seem to be a lucky thing.

"You are William Yale?" Sean looked at the handsome blond man in front of him, and even lifted the diagonal bangs that covered his right eye. He carefully observed it, and at the same time kept saying "nice, good". The words that make the hair creepy as you listen.

   Anno, the stupid big man, cautiously stabbed Alfred, and said angrily: "Would You Chang want to eat him?"

Alfred always felt that Sean’s appearance was a bit familiar, he seemed to have seen it somewhere, but for a while, he couldn’t remember it, but when Alfred heard Anno’s voice, Alfred still said: " Sean is not interested in cannibalism...probably?" When he said the last sentence, Alfred looked at Cecilia, and in terms of familiarity, naturally no one can surpass Cecilia.

Seeing Alfred looking at her, Cecilia sighed helplessly: "Sean is just looking at him.... Once he is interested in something, he will behave like this, you guys. Used to it."

  Alfred only remembered that when he heard Cecilia’s words, when he and Sean first met, Sean looked at him like that!

  However, since everyone’s voices were not deliberately lowered, it was natural that they all fell into William Yale’s ears without missing a word. He moved in a little horror, trying to stay away from Sean as much as possible, while still yelling: "You, you...what do you want to do! I tell you, I'm a man! Don't mess around!"