Othua's War Banner

Chapter 494 0493: Battle Axe and Steel Sword
The Leahala family is a well-known "hunter" in the southern border countries.

They pursued the pinnacle of fighting skills. Their members were not only good at using various weapons, but also defeated tall enemies like wasteland bears in unarmed combat. Almost none of the magicians of the Leahala family were afraid of close combat.

South of the Permafrost Wall, Pistonk also grew stronger through war.

Ariel Moss once fought with the Leahala family, and that battle left burns on his back that even high-level potions couldn't heal.

Aaron was sweating profusely on his face, and the steel sword scratched his internal organs. The pain and blood loss made it difficult for him to control his magic. The violent wind was like an out-of-control familiar, leaving obvious scratches on the ground next to him.

Ariel's steel sword is black and gold, with the Pistonk emblem engraved on the end of the handle.

Wearing a leather glove, he swung this powerful weapon sideways, and no longer concealed his swordsmanship. The special enchantment effect on it actually directly cut off the spirit-binding spike used by Aaron.

Ariel is surrounded by two groups of Kingdom soldiers.

These are small countries or city-states attached to Pistonk. In the chaotic northern border, if you can assist the Royal Emblem Knights to complete their military operations against the northern border, countless carriages will break into their camp with urgently needed consumables. border.

It is quite difficult to directly hold military power in Pistonke.

Ariel's excellent commanding ability and unmatched swordsmanship are the basic guarantees for his enjoyment of power. Of course, it is more difficult to make friends with high-ranking officials of this level than to complete an invasion.

Those kingdom troops tried hard to curry favor with him, sparing no effort to create chaos in the dome.

The tide of undead is already close at hand, and it only needs to delay for a moment, and the Red Maple Heights will be able to receive heavy damage head-on.

And every time these two battle banners are delayed here for a breath, the fighting power of the tribes in the northern border will be reduced by one...

The kingdom's army on the perpetually frozen wall will advance by one foot, and the materials captured by the occupation will increase by one point.

Ariel calculated just right.

He was ready to launch the final massacre, and then disappeared with the Heili cavalry, and left along the summoning point that had been buried long ago, leaving the Red Maple Highland to the mighty undead tide outside.

As for those vassal kingdoms?
He will use his own wax to write a report and send it to Xiongdu, and each kingdom will be able to get a good reward, which is considered... a pension.

The soldiers of the kingdom were still surrounding the abyss giant beasts, cooperating with the Heili cavalry to attack the front of the southern border tribes, and from time to time, they would release some bewitching magic, so that the fleeing southern border adventurers would also brandish their swords to resist, further aggravating the chaos.

No one knows how long this operation will last, nor what the signal to evacuate will be.

……

"Don't let anything happen, boy."

Dan was praying from the bottom of his heart, his figure was looming, and he was moving close to the ground at a very high speed.

The equipment he wears is made of monster skin under the ice. With it, he can complete more scouting tasks.

Dan and Ailon were separated by a vast crowd, and they ran out so far with their heads buried. It is estimated that there were at least 2 people in the middle, and this did not count the monsters and beast mounts loaded in it.

In fact, he was also very aware of the current situation, but the commander of Pistonke did not give the northern tribes a chance to breathe.

As soon as the front line is under a little control, and the speed of the running crowd is a few beats slower, there will be a violent and deadly surprise attack, and the cavalry hidden among the fugitives will rise violently, and the army of some southern border kingdoms will also be in the middle Cooperate……

The tribes of the North no longer trust outsiders.

When Dan walked through the battlefield, he even heard several cruel orders--not my race, close to blood.

Outside the dome was a mighty tide of undead, and the distance they had withdrawn was not enough for the people of southern Xinjiang to stand upright. The fugitives would definitely squeeze in, and bloodshed would inevitably happen.

The key is:

The front of the people in southern Xinjiang has completely collapsed.

The kingdoms and city-states were fighting on their own, and the mercenaries and adventurers were in a state of disunity. After the pretentious counterattack at the beginning disappeared, it was difficult to form an effective attack.

But the people from southern Xinjiang stood between the tribal warriors and the dome again!
Those who want to fight can't get out, those outside have no fighting spirit, and there are countless saboteurs in the middle who are provoking conflicts between the two sides.

Dan pulled the hood over his head, pressed down the center to avoid the two magic arrows that grazed his head, and there was a cool fragrance trailing his tail. It seemed that some mages of Palotusbi had begun to attack actively.

He seemed to be able to hear the wailing behind him, but he had no time to turn around, so he could only continue walking forward.

A white cloak appeared to Dan's left hand.

"Is there anything you can do?" the other party asked.

Janzeres' assassin scout asked softly. He also kept moving at a high speed, still holding the potion in his hand, and seemed to be trying to calm down the chaos.

Dan shook his head and said: "We can only persuade the tribes in the northern border, and the people in the southern border will not be restrained by us... This strategy is really despicable and effective. It just crushed the distrust between the southern border countries and Palotusbi !"

As long as the Heili cavalry commanded by Ariel doesn't stop harassing, the suspicion and suspicion will not stop spreading.

Dan was rushing to the inner defense line, his footsteps were moving in the direction of the collapsed ruins in the middle, and he seemed to have an idea in his mind: "But someone can."

"Who?"

"Ken, people from southern Xinjiang... at least those powerful mercenaries will listen to him."

Dan was targeting him.

Several strong mounts smashed through the defense line on their side, and the tribal soldiers turned on their backs, while a soldier of the Heili Iron Cavalry pulled out a weapon under camouflage, and the blood was as shocking as the water spray that exploded after the stream hit the bottom.

They are natural killers, and everyone knows how to harvest on the battlefield.

At this time, there was another ferocious beast rushing out together with Heili cavalry. After looking carefully, I found out that it was a majestic Fei wolf.

Quema's hands were off the saddle, the reins caught in the grooves.

The speed of his bow and arrow is faster than any spellcasting, and afterimages can be seen when his fingers rise and fall, and these are the early means of hindering the Heili cavalry. Soldier.

Quema took advantage of this opportunity to maneuver around the battlefield, digging out deep pits when the beast mount's claws changed direction on the ground.

Feilang was biting the cursed spirit horse. Its huge size and bloodthirsty fighting spirit were really shocking.

The rider of Pistonke wanted to draw out his weapon to fight, his technique was sophisticated, and when the time was right, he grabbed Kuima's quiver when it was empty, and at the same time launched a sniping attack on his vitals.

What they didn't expect was that the weapon made of precious steel would have a gap in an instant.

There was a clear sound of hammering iron around Kuima, as well as sparks from friction.

He has long since abandoned basic shooting, and the main weapon he carries is better than most people on this battlefield.

[Legend: Qi Ya's Curtain Thunder]

Kuima dismantled the two spears, and the torrent in his eyes became more rapid. When he swung the deadly weapon in his hand, deep bloodstains would be drawn on the armor, and the two interlaced kung fu suppressed the resistance.

Feilang led him to distance himself, and ran towards the center of the dust, and unexpectedly there were two more corpses behind him that hadn't fallen yet.

The assassin of Janzelis did not hesitate to praise: "Hey, not bad, what small tribe's battle flag? It's still the leader of the gods."

The two alien spirit horses galloped forward a few steps, and began to dim and stiffen with neighing, and eventually turned into worthless magic slag.

Dan explained hastily, "The Spearman is a follower of Revelation, and it's his battle banner I'm looking for."

"Warring?" The assassin's doubts almost revealed the mask made of tree bark. "Didn't you want to order the people of Southern Xinjiang? Why are you looking for Zhanjing again?"

Dan didn't have time to explain. After all, there were only a small group of people in Pebble Square just now.

……

Lanz's tomahawk was already stained with blood, and his way of judging friend and foe was also very simple—first he roared and ordered the people around him to stop fighting, and if anyone didn't obey, he raised his weapon and chopped off his head, whether it was Whether it's a shield or a magic shield, it doesn't matter if you cut it.

The truth of the giant's actions shocked Collins and others.

The battle banners of the northern tribes were also amazed at the fighting power of him and the Parmenero boar under his crotch.

After they saw the effectiveness of Lanz's approach, they all acquiesced in what the giants did, and turned to gather their own troops. If anyone accidentally gets involved in Lanz's "sanction circle", they will There will be Zhan Jing rushing over to lead people!

In such a short time...

Langz had already seen quite a few war banners, and all the war banners were deeply impressed by this killing god.

Hoo--rumble!

There was a strong wind in front of Lanz, followed by an earthquake, and countless residues of steel, fur, and flesh were blown on his face.

The giant's mask was covered with disgusting and terrifying filth, which made him more suitable for the image of the killing god.

He grabbed the handle on the saddle, and the strong and tall wild boar gradually stopped, looking for the source of the attack with his master.

Langz's mount was taller than most of the things present, and coupled with the giant's figure, he could indeed see far away on the chaotic battlefield.

At this time, a giant beast from the bottom of the abyss had already taken back the chain in its hand.

It was ten times uglier than any wild beast in Guaetidome's homeland, with muscles as irregular as tumors on its skin, clad in irrational steel armor, and a collar of thorns with spikes on its neck , four or five equally thick arms grew from the back.

The abyss monster is tens of meters high, and the iron chain in its hand can easily kill a group of people, and all its arms are helping to comb it.

And at the end of this endlessly thick chain, there is actually an iron ball as high as Langz tied to it. It is full of bumps and holes, and the same mixture of Langz's body is stuck on it. Obviously, the attack that cleared the road just now is this iron object. Caused.

The blood in Langz's heart began to spurt, and the color of his skin gradually deepened.

"I'm going to turn it over... break its hooves... let's dry it, bastard..."

The giant man's thoughts caused the surrounding mercenaries to retreat, and the tribal warriors were also forced away by the rising blood. Anyone who heard this murmur felt that Langz had gone crazy, or that the butcher was finally about to reveal his truest appearance .

"Hey, fool!"

A clear cry came to mind beside the battlefield.

The hearts of the soldiers and tribe members next to them were about to stop, and they didn't dare to take a breath, so they turned around to see who was looking for death.

Kuima rode by on the Feilang, looking at the suffocated faces with perplexed emotions.

He ignored it and continued to call Langz: "I think that big guy is stronger than you!"

"Fart," Langz roared, stretching all his muscles, and roared towards the sky that only giants can do, and he raised the two-handed battle ax with one arm. "I'm going to fuck it, I'm going to fuck it, ahhh, fight, Gua Etidom..."

The giant man let out a deafening cry, and charged towards the giant beast of the abyss.

Quema smiled and whistled, raising her hand to try to catch a trace of reddish in the air, wanting to share Lanz's courage.

His waving arms pulled back instantly, and then he stared at a place hundreds of steps away with piercing eyes.

A guy on a spirit horse was staring at him.

He has a completely different temperament from the other Heili cavalry, he seems to be more proud, and he didn't dodge.

Nansen is Ariel Morse's second-in-command.

The hard bow he held in his hand was obtained from a corpse with elven blood. After shooting out the last barbed arrow in the quiver of the corpse, he threw the weapon in his hand on the ground contemptuously.

Kuima narrowed her eyes, the shooting just now was completely provocative to herself.

This kind of accuracy will not be crooked at all. If you didn't pull your hand just now, you should have left a hole in your palm.

He stared at Nansen, who also stared at him, and pressed the sword on his waist, slowly sinking his weight.

This is a very common sprint preparation for Southern Border knights. It is used to charge against the arrows, and it is also for higher movement speed and smaller injury area.

Roar--

The howl of the abyss giant beast came from behind.

Quema pressed his tongue against his last tooth, suppressing the desire to look back in his heart. He believed that Langz could overthrow that big guy, but he really couldn't look at his companion's heroic appearance now.

As long as I turn my head slightly, I will be hurt by other things.

He knew this guy could do it, and the archer's intuition had warned him many times.

Nansen urged the horse, and then the mount passed through the dense crowd of people like black smoke, without slowing down at all.

Kuima's pupils shrank slightly, and she was surprised in her heart——someone can pass through a living person with a mount, is it some kind of magic?

He knew he had underestimated the enemy.

When Nansen approached, he suddenly disappeared, leaving only a few afterimages.

Quema seemed to be able to see a pair of murderous eyes approaching him.

His spear was divided into the smallest parts, and it circled around him at high speed. There was no trace of the enemy in front of him, but he seemed to be able to see Nansen's eyes.

Quima blinked frantically, trying to find the target.

The hallucination in front of him has not disappeared, Nansen's eyes are still there, he can even see the reflection in the enemy's eyes...

His own back is reflected in the reflection of the enemy's pupils.

(End of this chapter)