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Chapter 114 0113: Beast Tide
Chapter 114 0113: Beast Tide
Ken held [Dawn and Twilight] tightly, and the glove and leather rubbed against each other, making a creaking sound.
The riders' mounts neighed in the wind and snow, and they tightened their reins, waiting for a charge.
Langz slapped his breastplate, roared and crushed the thin ice on the ground, but just as he was about to step out of the ditch, he was stopped by the banner.
Ken shook his head.
As a leader, he shoulders the lives and deaths of countless people. He must not only control his anger, but also constantly review the battlefield situation.
"Line up, stay vigilant!"
The cavalry and infantry quickly dispersed and formed a battle formation on the high slopes in the tundra.
It is difficult for the natives in the northern border to be so orderly. This kind of discipline honed has avoided many casualties in the past few battles, so everyone has become more willing to obey.
Ken stood at the front of the line.
Lanz was close to the wolf with the banner, and he felt that his surroundings were gradually becoming gray, and the light on the opposite hill seemed to be blocked by something.
At first everyone thought it was a group of creeping beasts.
But as the distance gradually narrowed, it turned out to be a group of living people walking slowly.
Their movements are rough, domineering, and savage, like an overflowing, filthy swamp.
[Hostile: Painted Ice Apostle Forward]
【Quantity: 47】
【Grade: A】
[This formation is composed of outposts and city breakers, they are sinners who serve death, nightmares wandering the wasteland. 】
They rushed into the open and flat area, forming a confrontation between the two sides.
Ken raised his battle ax high, and the [Heavy Crossbowmen] came out pushing their chariots, and the archers lifted up bows of various styles, and the tenacious strings made the sound of approaching the limit.
The arms of the warriors trembled.
The group of ferocious strong men in front of them is the curse of living in the northern border. Everyone has heard and seen those tragic stories!
The monster howled.
ooh-
[Hostile: Werewolf]
【Rank: B】
[The out-of-control force stripped them of their human coat. 】
Langz swung the stone stick to exercise his muscles.
His Cullenbona blood felt an impulse, obviously, this group of guys would be quite strong opponents.
Ken unfolded his gray vision.
There are about three or four werewolves among the Painted Ice Apostles, much less than expected, with gray-brown fur, half a body taller than the shield soldiers.
They ran on the ground with hands and feet, and the scarlet streamer was particularly conspicuous in the colorless outline.
【Curse: Wild Spirit】
Where the werewolves passed by, the wild beasts and monsters became restless. They abandoned the feast of corpses one after another, and followed behind, sweeping towards the waiting team.
A ferocious [Giant Rum Bird] showed its sharp claws.
"Crucify it!"
Quema ordered.
A steel crossbow roared and pierced through its flesh, and feathers and black-purple blood shot out.
The shield soldiers blocked the beast tide in front, the heavy crossbowman reset the warp rope, and the winch was spinning "creak, creak"...
Werewolves and hordes of wild beasts broke in, and the sound of shouting and killing instantly covered the howling wind and snow.
The army array was rushed and distorted, and the followers and Heila stayed on the important nodes, so the whole line did not collapse.
"Hold on, we need some time!"
Ken clenched his saddle tightly and jumped up from the flock of birds with faces. He roared wildly, and the tomahawk swung out a terrifying storm, clearing out the outline of the surrounding area.
Immediately afterwards, he rushed out of the gap and started running along the extension of the front line to help.
"Protect those around you."
While Ken was beheading the beast clinging to the shield, he ordered the soldiers to lean close together to take care of each other.
The beast swarm rushed to the defense line, almost all shadows in the field of vision.
The soldiers endured the pain and counterattacked and resisted. Often before they could see the situation clearly, their jackets would be cut, and if they were not careful, their skin would be torn apart and they would become victims of the melee!
No matter how strong Fei Wolf King is, it will be difficult for him to move on.
It let out a chilling bark, shaking the group of beasts who were willing to be puppets with the arrogance in their bones. This sense of oppression even affected the werewolf's control of the group of beasts.
But not enough...
More beasts rushed up the high slope, their sharp claws reaching out to Ken.
He waved [Morning and Twilight] with a cold expression, and the crisp sound of severed spines sounded around him.
Bobcats and Lu Xun subconsciously avoided the edge of the blade, and the legendary quality weapons showed extraordinary lethality.
The situation became tense.
The monsters were decapitated, and the wings of the giant birds were struck by spears and arrows.
"Roar!"
Langz picked up the stone stick and shuttled through the beast tide like pushing away thorns.
He stalked towards a werewolf who had been eyeing for a long time. His hungry appearance fully revealed the folk customs of Culumbona.
Kuima activated [Su Xiu] not far away, and the arrow flashed, killing a plague bat approaching Zhan Jing's head, and then he rolled on the ground without looking back, avoiding two claw blows , got on the mount and started to walk.
The werewolf who failed in the attack waved away the smoke, bared his fangs, and quickly chased after him.
Ken glanced at the direction where Quema was leaving, and quickly looked back, because he was using the handle of an ax to strangle a lynx that was about to attack sneakily. He gritted his teeth and snapped its neck.
Ken tore off his coat, scanned his surroundings, and then looked into the distance:
After the black wave, groups of lacquer ice apostles were rushing forward, and the two sides could already see each other's attire.
"Shaman!"
Ken flicked his arms to give the order.
The blood stained on his glove turned into a scattered bead of thread and flew out.
Woo-beep-
A dull trumpet sounded.
[Fortifications: Horn of the Beast]
The beasts froze in place trembling all over, and the giant carnivorous bird in the air lost its movement in an instant and crashed down on the plain.
The troops parted, revealing a shaman playing.
His movements seemed to appease the frightened [Fur Ball]. As the fingertips moved back and forth between the totems, the red lines on the outer wall of the horn also alternated in light and dark like breathing.
This is the magic that has been handed down for a long time in the animal clan. The sound of the horn swayed far away, and an invisible fire was burning their souls.
"Let your knives play a role!"
Ken pressed his saddle, brandished his battle ax and yelled loudly, awakening the dazed militiamen in the tribe.
Riders and northern warriors waved their weapons, the wailing of beasts intertwined with the movement of armor rubbing, and the soldiers roared violently, knocking or kicking the enemies in front of them down the high slope.
【These beasts have gotten out of control, and they will limit the attack of the Ice Apostle. 】
Among the slopes below, the strong breakers are marching.
The appearance of the beast just before the battle did not affect the footsteps of this group of lunatics. They did not rely on any companions. The only thing they kept was to crush living things, break through the defenses, and arouse the most primitive fear in the north.
Ken was holding the tomahawk, and during this brief trance, a grinning werewolf flashed in his vision, his tall gray body almost covering him in the shadow.
It is unbelievably strong, and the black part of the pupil is like a circle of spreading grass seeds.
Ken had just realized that this monster was the leader of the herd. The next moment, the werewolf's terrifying claw strikes tore apart the armor on Ken's chest, and sent him flying from his mount.
(End of this chapter)
Ken held [Dawn and Twilight] tightly, and the glove and leather rubbed against each other, making a creaking sound.
The riders' mounts neighed in the wind and snow, and they tightened their reins, waiting for a charge.
Langz slapped his breastplate, roared and crushed the thin ice on the ground, but just as he was about to step out of the ditch, he was stopped by the banner.
Ken shook his head.
As a leader, he shoulders the lives and deaths of countless people. He must not only control his anger, but also constantly review the battlefield situation.
"Line up, stay vigilant!"
The cavalry and infantry quickly dispersed and formed a battle formation on the high slopes in the tundra.
It is difficult for the natives in the northern border to be so orderly. This kind of discipline honed has avoided many casualties in the past few battles, so everyone has become more willing to obey.
Ken stood at the front of the line.
Lanz was close to the wolf with the banner, and he felt that his surroundings were gradually becoming gray, and the light on the opposite hill seemed to be blocked by something.
At first everyone thought it was a group of creeping beasts.
But as the distance gradually narrowed, it turned out to be a group of living people walking slowly.
Their movements are rough, domineering, and savage, like an overflowing, filthy swamp.
[Hostile: Painted Ice Apostle Forward]
【Quantity: 47】
【Grade: A】
[This formation is composed of outposts and city breakers, they are sinners who serve death, nightmares wandering the wasteland. 】
They rushed into the open and flat area, forming a confrontation between the two sides.
Ken raised his battle ax high, and the [Heavy Crossbowmen] came out pushing their chariots, and the archers lifted up bows of various styles, and the tenacious strings made the sound of approaching the limit.
The arms of the warriors trembled.
The group of ferocious strong men in front of them is the curse of living in the northern border. Everyone has heard and seen those tragic stories!
The monster howled.
ooh-
[Hostile: Werewolf]
【Rank: B】
[The out-of-control force stripped them of their human coat. 】
Langz swung the stone stick to exercise his muscles.
His Cullenbona blood felt an impulse, obviously, this group of guys would be quite strong opponents.
Ken unfolded his gray vision.
There are about three or four werewolves among the Painted Ice Apostles, much less than expected, with gray-brown fur, half a body taller than the shield soldiers.
They ran on the ground with hands and feet, and the scarlet streamer was particularly conspicuous in the colorless outline.
【Curse: Wild Spirit】
Where the werewolves passed by, the wild beasts and monsters became restless. They abandoned the feast of corpses one after another, and followed behind, sweeping towards the waiting team.
A ferocious [Giant Rum Bird] showed its sharp claws.
"Crucify it!"
Quema ordered.
A steel crossbow roared and pierced through its flesh, and feathers and black-purple blood shot out.
The shield soldiers blocked the beast tide in front, the heavy crossbowman reset the warp rope, and the winch was spinning "creak, creak"...
Werewolves and hordes of wild beasts broke in, and the sound of shouting and killing instantly covered the howling wind and snow.
The army array was rushed and distorted, and the followers and Heila stayed on the important nodes, so the whole line did not collapse.
"Hold on, we need some time!"
Ken clenched his saddle tightly and jumped up from the flock of birds with faces. He roared wildly, and the tomahawk swung out a terrifying storm, clearing out the outline of the surrounding area.
Immediately afterwards, he rushed out of the gap and started running along the extension of the front line to help.
"Protect those around you."
While Ken was beheading the beast clinging to the shield, he ordered the soldiers to lean close together to take care of each other.
The beast swarm rushed to the defense line, almost all shadows in the field of vision.
The soldiers endured the pain and counterattacked and resisted. Often before they could see the situation clearly, their jackets would be cut, and if they were not careful, their skin would be torn apart and they would become victims of the melee!
No matter how strong Fei Wolf King is, it will be difficult for him to move on.
It let out a chilling bark, shaking the group of beasts who were willing to be puppets with the arrogance in their bones. This sense of oppression even affected the werewolf's control of the group of beasts.
But not enough...
More beasts rushed up the high slope, their sharp claws reaching out to Ken.
He waved [Morning and Twilight] with a cold expression, and the crisp sound of severed spines sounded around him.
Bobcats and Lu Xun subconsciously avoided the edge of the blade, and the legendary quality weapons showed extraordinary lethality.
The situation became tense.
The monsters were decapitated, and the wings of the giant birds were struck by spears and arrows.
"Roar!"
Langz picked up the stone stick and shuttled through the beast tide like pushing away thorns.
He stalked towards a werewolf who had been eyeing for a long time. His hungry appearance fully revealed the folk customs of Culumbona.
Kuima activated [Su Xiu] not far away, and the arrow flashed, killing a plague bat approaching Zhan Jing's head, and then he rolled on the ground without looking back, avoiding two claw blows , got on the mount and started to walk.
The werewolf who failed in the attack waved away the smoke, bared his fangs, and quickly chased after him.
Ken glanced at the direction where Quema was leaving, and quickly looked back, because he was using the handle of an ax to strangle a lynx that was about to attack sneakily. He gritted his teeth and snapped its neck.
Ken tore off his coat, scanned his surroundings, and then looked into the distance:
After the black wave, groups of lacquer ice apostles were rushing forward, and the two sides could already see each other's attire.
"Shaman!"
Ken flicked his arms to give the order.
The blood stained on his glove turned into a scattered bead of thread and flew out.
Woo-beep-
A dull trumpet sounded.
[Fortifications: Horn of the Beast]
The beasts froze in place trembling all over, and the giant carnivorous bird in the air lost its movement in an instant and crashed down on the plain.
The troops parted, revealing a shaman playing.
His movements seemed to appease the frightened [Fur Ball]. As the fingertips moved back and forth between the totems, the red lines on the outer wall of the horn also alternated in light and dark like breathing.
This is the magic that has been handed down for a long time in the animal clan. The sound of the horn swayed far away, and an invisible fire was burning their souls.
"Let your knives play a role!"
Ken pressed his saddle, brandished his battle ax and yelled loudly, awakening the dazed militiamen in the tribe.
Riders and northern warriors waved their weapons, the wailing of beasts intertwined with the movement of armor rubbing, and the soldiers roared violently, knocking or kicking the enemies in front of them down the high slope.
【These beasts have gotten out of control, and they will limit the attack of the Ice Apostle. 】
Among the slopes below, the strong breakers are marching.
The appearance of the beast just before the battle did not affect the footsteps of this group of lunatics. They did not rely on any companions. The only thing they kept was to crush living things, break through the defenses, and arouse the most primitive fear in the north.
Ken was holding the tomahawk, and during this brief trance, a grinning werewolf flashed in his vision, his tall gray body almost covering him in the shadow.
It is unbelievably strong, and the black part of the pupil is like a circle of spreading grass seeds.
Ken had just realized that this monster was the leader of the herd. The next moment, the werewolf's terrifying claw strikes tore apart the armor on Ken's chest, and sent him flying from his mount.
(End of this chapter)
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