Medieval Reiki Revival

Chapter 109 The inevitable battle

There were more and more soldiers in the woods, and Ivan had no way to stop them. He quickly knocked the last wolf dog to death in the bushes, and then gathered back to back in the depression with the rebels.

"What to do, Lord Ivan."

Don Serra asked worriedly. His blade was stained with blood, and it seemed that he had just experienced a tough battle.

Ivan narrowed his eyes and looked at the enemy.

He held the horseshoe cautiously and brushed a beautiful spark in the air.

The moon poked its head out from the clouds, and the soft light fell on one side of the face. There were countless silver-white arcs on the ground, and everyone's position was clearly seen.

"It's not too far from the mountain road, everyone, I will try my best to buy you time."

Ivan said in a deep voice, and at the same time he directed the rebels to deal with different enemies according to their positions.

"Don't worry about the enemies in front of you. Our purpose is to run to the mountains, not to kill these soldiers. After we escape from here, there is always a chance to kill them."

"Yes, Mr. Wizard."

The Rebels responded loudly, and some even repeated the tactics hoarsely.

"Go to the mountain road, don't kill people."

Athos loosened his neck, and he showed a strange smile, his eyes looked them all from top to bottom, as if all these people in front of him were already in his pocket.

He didn't need to be reminded by his subordinates, he also knew to block the only way of life, lest any fish that slipped through the net could get into the mountain.

"Tsk."

He only said a word, and the large army blocked the road up the mountain like a shield.

Soldiers in the rear of the rebels continued to advance.

These people finally came out of the woods and surrounded them with weapons.

Kepler swallowed, and at this moment an owl hurriedly flew away from the species on the top of the tree. He saw that he wished he could become a flying animal and escape from this place.

The person next to him has already shown his sword.

The rebels showed an awe-inspiring expression, with several veins popping out on their wrists.

In the blink of an eye, a green leaf fell.

"kill--!"

The sword and the ax collided with each other, and the force transmitted from the metal handle caused the sharp blades to collide violently, so that sparks could almost be seen emerging from the texture of the weapon.

Bang, snap.

Because of their different backgrounds, there are many people in the rebel army who are good at using swords.

The half-handed sword is a standard sword for knights. It combines the chopping of the two-handed sword and the chopping of the long sword. This flexible and fast long sword that can cut and stab is multi-functional. It can be evenly matched when facing an Arabian scimitar. Facing heavily armored soldiers can pierce thin armor weaknesses.

Others wield a two-handed broadsword.

This kind of sword will design a counterweight ball to balance the center of gravity.

Both weapons are more difficult to handle and require long hours of training.

In all fairness, in terms of weapons alone, knives are more suitable for getting started than swords, because the blade has a curved body, which is suitable for chopping.But the structural characteristics of the sword determine that it has both offense and defense, and is good at stabbing. As long as it can reach a certain level of swordsmanship, the time to solve the battle is often only one or two strokes.

Swish—a red line appeared on the soldier's neck.

The scimitars of these people were blocked by the gauntlet before they touched the rebels, and they used the rebels' backhand to pick the opponent's neck.

With two lightning strikes, the soldier had his trachea cut before he could react.

"Rush with all your might."

"Kill it."

The youths rushed towards the west with lofty pride in their hearts.

Compared with Mazarin's parasites, their fighting will is no less.

Ivan nodded secretly, knocked down the soldiers who wanted to attack from behind, and then rushed to the front to fight with the soldiers holding shields.

The shield soldier is a role that should not be underestimated in battle. Although he only has a simple round shield in his hand, it can withstand the first attack of the rebel army.

One bang, then decline.

Regardless of whether the opponent used a knife or a sword, as long as the round shield was used to block the fierce attack in front, when their new strength was exhausted and the old strength was not generated, the Mazarin troops could easily counterattack.

Ivan took the initiative to meet the round shield soldiers.

If you want to kill such units, it is best to have heavy weapons such as chain hammers and hand axes.

And the horseshoe he holds now is much heavier than the ordinary chain hammer, coupled with the powerful force brought by Ivan's [-]% [reaction muscle], he fights this kind of shield-bearing arms like a bare-handed men make no difference.

A huge sound appeared from the front of the horseshoe, echoing in this space.

The leaves under his feet were blown away, and the shield soldier stepped on a deep hole on the ground, until he couldn't bear the huge force, he flew upside down and hit the sacrificial musical instrument.

The gong fell to the ground and made a thumping sound.

"Come again, come again."

Ivan roared and killed several shield soldiers with his horseshoe.

The chief named Athos finally became nervous. He realized that Ivan could not be allowed to kill like this. Although there were a large number of soldiers, they were just ordinary parasites, and they did not cause much harm to him at all.

"I don't want to destroy this skin."

"But for Lord Mazarin, some things must be done. Block him for me, and I'm going to start transforming."

Athos stood still and roared, his beast-like roar immediately attracted everyone's attention.

A ferocious howl like a lion emanated directly from his chest, his Adam's apple moved and contracted, and the muscles around his neck visibly thickened.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhh."

Ivan disposed of several soldiers around him and turned to look at him.

For a moment, he raised his eyebrows.

That look was neither very surprised nor worried that he should have seen the danger.

Kepler was frightened to death, he backed away crying and jumping, his mind was no longer calm, even though there was a big tree behind him, he couldn't feel it, and he kept backing away.

Athos doubled in size.

There are many spikes of different sizes around the neck and shoulders.

His eyes were red, filled with violent blood.

The arms became black and thick, stacked on top of each other like a hill, a random muscle on it was as hard as basalt, and a bony armor appeared on the chest.

"Hey hey hey."

Athos felt the power in his body, he smiled maliciously, his fist-sized eyes looked contemptuously at Ivan and the rebels around him, perhaps in his opinion, these people were already beyond reach The ants are extinct.

"Once this form is opened, it cannot be reversed."

"I have to maintain this state forever, but everything is worth it. As long as Master Mazarin continues to rule this country, this world will belong to our jellyfish bodies sooner or later."

Apparently, they call themselves jellyfish bodies.

It has to be said that this name is very suitable for the echinoderm curled up in its head.

Athos stomped down hard, and several broken stones passed through the rebel's cheeks, so fast that they didn't realize that their cheeks were seeping blood.

"What kind of monster is this!?"

Mirabeau had expected it a long time ago, but he is still dizzy now: "Mazarin is relying on this kind of devil. Since they have devils in their hands, isn't he himself Satan, the lord of hell?"

"How to fight."

The rebel army seemed to have been poured a basin of cold water, and their morale dropped a lot.

Don Quixote grips his long sword, ready to sacrifice himself to buy more time for others.

Just when everyone's hearts were violently moving, Ivan turned into an afterimage and rushed out. Count Mirabeau and the others hadn't seen what was going on, and Ivan fought with the officer.

"The wizard went up anyway."

"This is our only hope."

Count Mirabeau became even more anxious. He felt that something was wrong and he had to find an opportunity to escape.

So he secretly paced in other directions, intending to take advantage of the moment Ivan was killed and leave his companions behind to escape first.

Ivan's eyes were extremely sharp, and a confident smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

He quickly rushed under Athos, and then took off quickly in the next second.

Athos also jumped up, like a chimpanzee of immense strength, onto the canopy of a great tree.

The huge shadow that fell from the sky enveloped almost everyone present, and that unimaginably huge body completely turned into a powerful bomb.

As long as it falls, it can destroy the world in an instant.

Athos smiled wildly, his teeth shining brighter than his skin.

But not long after, his smile froze on his face.

Ivan jumped higher than him.

The moonlight swayed from behind him like a pair of silver wings.

Athos opened his mouth wide. He couldn't even change his body posture. He could only watch helplessly as the opponent swung the invincible flame sword, forming a bright red flame storm from top to bottom, and paused for a moment in the starry night sky. Then it drooped and passed through his chest.

"Ah, ahh."

Ivan landed on one knee and retracted the flame sword.

The huge monster exploded in the air, forming a disgusting rain of blood.

The crowd suddenly fell silent, and then the pot exploded.

"Wizard, you are too powerful, just like a legendary hero."

"Mr. Wizard, please accept me as an apprentice, I am very smart"

"As long as there is Lord Ivan, there is no way we can lose."

The rebels didn't have a clear understanding of Ivan's strength before, but now seeing this fantastic scene, all the small things in their hearts disappeared, and now only the admiration and respect for the wizard himself remained.

They almost forgot that they were still fighting, clapping and applauding.

Count Mirabeau also joined the applauding crowd, but he wiped his sweat privately.

Fortunately, there was no escape just now.

Otherwise, it is really not human inside and out.

(End of this chapter)