Zero Familiar: My Harem

"En." Tabasa pressed against Haotian tightly, her body trembling a little.

"worry about me?"

"Ah."

Haotian's eyes softened, and he put his hand on the little hand of Tabasa around her waist.

"It's okay, I'm [Gandaluf]. Duke Yanlong can't kill me."

Tabasa's slightly choked voice came: "If I accept the water spirit, I can stop him."

"It's none of your business. Besides, he's only angry about me and Chuluk, and he won't kill me."

"Huh?" Tabasa was taken aback, "Churuk."

"What's the matter between you and Chuluk?" Tabasa asked lightly, but she was unquestionably firm.

Haotian's face froze, he smiled wryly and told Tabasa about his relationship with Chuluk in a low voice.

Tabasa ruthlessly pinched the soft flesh on Haotian's waist, and twisted it.

Haotian grinned in pain.

"Be sure to keep Chuluk." Tabasa finally said.

"Well, of course." Haotian responded.

The two stopped talking and fell asleep cuddling each other with their eyes closed.

Chapter 64 Battle of Thousands

The next day, envoys from other countries arrived one after another in the morning.

The conflict between Duke Yanlong and Haotian was also spread, and the anger between the troops of the two countries was getting stronger, and it was almost on the brink of a sword.

The Duke of Fire Dragon proposed to conduct the three-level competition as soon as possible, but Osman refused him and agreed to hold the first competition in the afternoon, a competition between 1000 soldiers.When the news came out, the elite soldiers of the two countries sharpened their swords.

In the afternoon, on a plain outside the host city, the soldiers of the two countries participating in the competition were ready to go.

Marshal Gramont's guard of a thousand swords.And Duke Yanlong's Thousand Spear Guards.

The two thousand soldiers were 200 meters apart, spread out in a square formation, and began to run left and right to form a formation.

Osman, Duke Yanlong, Haotian and the envoys of the Three Kingdoms all watched the battle from the side of the plain 500 meters away.

Osman and Duke Yanlong are in the main seat, Haotian and Chuluke are behind them respectively, their eyes meet and the affection flows.

"Did your father beat you? Chuluk." Haotian asked in a low voice.

Chuluk was taken aback: "Dad?"

"Oh, did your father beat you?" Haotian changed his words.

Chuluk shook his head: "He confiscated my wand and locked me in the room."

"It's been hard work."

"I'm fine, Haotian, you were injured last night, is it serious? My father is too, he has been a [Sifang class] for 20 years, and he actually shot you, a person who has only studied magic for half a year." Chu Luke complained a little.

"I'm fine, as long as you're fine." Haotian looked at Chuluk with a smile.

Chuluk's heart skipped a beat, and he lowered his head, not daring to look any further.

Osman chuckled.Duke Yanlong's expression was gloomy.

The two [Sifang-level] magicians are very powerful, and the whispers between Haotian and Chuluk have reached their ears.

As soon as the screen changed, the soldiers and horses of both sides lined up and began to push forward, and they were about to touch each other soon.

The long-sword soldiers were divided into four groups and advanced side by side.

The spearmen protrude in the middle, and the sides are concave.

Not long after, the spearmen and spearmen came into contact with each other.

The pikemen raised their spears to stab, and the pikemen used their long knives to block.Immediately retract the spear after it was thrust out, and then stab again. For a while, the long-sword soldiers were forced by the distance of the spear and could only deal with it in a panic.

Duke Yanlong remained calm, secretly proud of himself.

However, when the middle two groups of long sword soldiers were in trouble, the two side groups dispersed and inserted towards the flanks of the spearmen formation.

The pikemen who were on guard towards the front had to turn their guns around and attack sideways if they wanted to deal with the pikemen who were penetrating.

The awl-shaped formation was pulled apart under the harassment of the two wings of the pike soldiers, and the pike soldiers chased towards the pike soldiers and left the formation.Although retreated in time, there were still weak points in the formation.

The long sword soldiers who were suppressed by the spear soldiers seized the opportunity when they were hit in the center, and all of them brandished their swords and began to charge.

"Kill." "Kill!!" "Give it to me!!" "Come on."

The sudden burst of blood from the spearmen overwhelmed the momentum of the spearmen, and the dozens of soldiers who charged ahead were unable to dodge and were pierced by the spearmen, covered in blood.Although the knife could not cut the opponent, the pierced soldier still tried his best to suppress the spear from being drawn back, and threw the long knife in his hand forward forcefully.

The tip of the spearman's awl was blocked by the bloody sacrifice of the long-sword soldier, and the follow-up long-sword soldiers poured into the spearman formation one after another from this gap.

"Good. A group of good soldiers led by Gramond." Osman praised them.

"Not bad." Duke Yanlong said lightly.

The long-sword soldiers broke into the crowd of spear-soldiers, brandishing their broadswords and slashing around.