Extraordinary Profession: I Awakened Lord

Chapter 14

In an instant, a black torrent was seen approaching from far away. As the sound of horse hooves became brighter, various soldiers riding war horses gradually emerged.

Because there were many war horses, the number of people who came this time was not very large. Seeing that there were only two or three hundred people, the old barbarian breathed a sigh of relief and said with sarcasm in his eyes:
"You don't think you can leave safely just by relying on these people, right? Are you underestimating our Tieling tribe too much?"

As the old man's words fell, a sound of neat footsteps sounded again. The old man looked startled. He looked up and saw a black shadow appearing in the distance. Upon closer inspection, it was clear that they were fully armed soldiers. .

Panic flashed in the eyes of the old barbarian man. He looked at Albert with a cold face, and then ordered:
"Lamuer, kill them all first!"

Seeing more and more enemies in front of him, Lamuer couldn't help feeling a little fear in his heart, but the weapons and armor on Albert's body were too attractive to him.

So, Lamuer gritted his teeth and shouted:
"Only true warriors are worthy of these armors, humans, go to hell~"

"Well done! Brother Lamuer, we believe you are the real warrior!"

"Brother Lamuer, you are the best! Come on, kill this human being!"

Under the praise of several young barbarians, Larmu rode a black war horse with a proud face, as if victory was already within his grasp.

"Humans, feel the challenge from the barbarian warriors!!"

Lamuer shouted loudly, holding a sharp scimitar, driving the horse under his crotch, and charged towards Albert.

Looking at Lamuer who was in high spirits, Albert's stern face showed a hint of disdain. He held the lance that was already burning with black flames, and with a slight twitch, Lamuer's arm immediately trembled. .

"Crack."

The scimitar fell to the ground, Lamuer looked in disbelief, and the young barbarians behind him were also dumbfounded.

"Lamuer hurry up..."

Before the barbarian old man finished speaking, he saw Albert, with a backhand sweep, the extremely sharp spear head hit Larmu on the head, until his eyes were filled with stars. Without warning, he fell on the on the ground.

"You... let Lamuer go, or I will make you look good!"

The old barbarian man did not beg for mercy when he saw this, but was still threatening Albert.

Albert almost laughed out loud. He looked at the old man coldly and said sarcastically:

"Looks good? How can it look good? I never care about the dog barking of the loser!"

"you……"

Before the barbarian old man finished speaking, he saw that huge army had already arrived in front of them.

"La... Lamuer, he was defeated so easily. How... how is this possible?"

"I don't believe it. There is definitely something wrong with Lamuer, otherwise it would be impossible for him to be unable to defeat a weak human race!"

"That's right! They must have used a dirty trick to assassinate Lamuer."

Hearing the noisy noise all around, the barbarian old man showed embarrassment on his face. He knew very well what the facts were. Lamuer was defeated, and the defeat was complete. The opponent knocked down Lamuer to the ground with just a few strokes. .

This... What kind of power is this? I... I, the Tieling Tribe... No, it's impossible. I will never allow the Tieling Tribe to perish under my hands. Whoever dares to kill my Tieling Tribe, I will die!

There was a trace of anger on the face of the barbarian old man, and he was determined not to allow this to happen.

But how did things end?I can't help him anymore.

The troops of thousands of people slowly separated, and out came a young man riding a young mare.The young man is handsome and has an extraordinary temperament.Just one glance can make everyone present focus on him.

Yin Zhao is wearing a set of fine-grade iron armor, and his feet and cloak are also fine-grade. The white sword he wears on his waist is a rare grade equipment - the Minghong Sword. As for the rare grade equipment of the Silver Eagle Bow It was hung on Cuihua's body.

Yin Zhao came to the front of Albert, and his star-like eyes scanned the crowd indifferently. Although he said nothing, an invisible pressure instantly crushed this group of barbarians.

Yin Zhao may be young and not very majestic, but I think the elite troops behind him will never be lenient.

Rather than being afraid of Yin Zhao, it might be better to say that they are afraid of that huge and frightening army.

But, anyway.This group of barbarians all felt the pressure at this time, and the old barbarian man quickly came back to his senses after being stunned for a moment, staring at Yin Zhao with a pair of angry eyes.

"Does this look mean you want to kill me? Well, I'll give you this opportunity to prepare for war!"

Yin Zhao shouted loudly, and thousands of troops quickly entered a state of alert. The light infantry held shields in front, the pikemen stood with guns raised, bows and arrows were ready to go, and the magicians also began to chant.

As for the cavalry led by Albert, they also tightened their reins and gripped their lances. As long as Yin Zhao gave the order, they could attack at any time.

All of a sudden, all the barbarians were shocked. There were thousands of well-equipped soldiers and even magicians. This made them who only had a total of five or six hundred light cavalry dare not call for a fight.

Yin Zhao looked at the weakened barbarians and couldn't help but sneer in his heart. He looked at the old barbarians with a fearful look on his face and said:
"How courageous! People who want to kill me, but also want them to be your slaves? You also ask yourself, are you worthy?"

The tone was very calm, but the murderous intention contained in it was heard by everyone present. Among them, the barbarian who reacted quickly wanted to quickly explain a few words and then stay away.

When encountering danger, some people will unite all their forces to fight against powerful enemies, while others will grovel and stay away.

Yin Zhao stretched out his hand to stop them from speaking.Then he looked at the barbarian old man with gloomy eyes and said with a smile:

"How do you want to solve it? Me! I'll give you two choices, eh! I don't want slaves, because you are not worthy of being my slaves! So, the first one is, you kill him..."

Yin Zhao pointed to Lamuer lying on the ground with a face of shame, and continued to speak:

"I gave them a way to survive, why..."

"Impossible! Impossible! Just give up on this idea. It's impossible for me to kill my grandson!"

The old barbarian man roared crazily. He was very angry, but this anger could not save them.

"Then...you have to choose, all of you die together!"

Yin Zhao's smile gradually faded, and his expression became increasingly cold.

"I...you...you can't do this..."

"Haha!" Yin Zhao sneered, turned to look at the other barbarians present, pointed at Lamuer, and asked with a smile:

"So, are you willing to accompany him to death?"

"No! Chief Lale, you can't do this. You have no power to make decisions for us. We don't want to die!!"

"That's right! Patriarch Lalai, I'm here today just to observe the ceremony, you can't do this! I advise you to think about it carefully, and don't cause disaster for the Tieling tribe!"

"Kill him quickly! It's just a grandson. Do you want us all to die? I tell you, if he dies, my father will never give up!"

Seeing the ugly faces displayed by the other barbarians in order to survive, Yin Zhao burst into laughter.

"Hahaha, since you can't make a decision, then I will make the decision for you! The second one!"

As soon as Yin Zhao's words fell, countless resentments were immediately aroused, and they clamored angrily, persecuting the greedy Tieling tribe chief.

"Lale, just wait! I must make you look good!"

"Lale, I hate you so much! You damn old man, I will never let you go!"

Lale's eyes couldn't help but moisten as he listened to the resentment in his ears. He still paid the price for his greed today. The price was so heavy, but he couldn't give up the Tieling Tribe for the sake of his grandson...

"You... this respected lord, I... I am willing to kill Lamuer, I just ask you to keep your promise!"

Lale spoke with difficulty, a look of sadness flashed in his eyes.

But Yin Zhao shook his head and said with a smile:

"Time's up! Your decision is too slow, so you all go to hell~"

Yin Zhao's words completely broke through Lale's inner defense. The old man looked at Yin Zhao in disbelief with his eyes blank.

"no, do not want……"

"Sir...Sir, please let me go, I'm just here to watch the ceremony!"

"Shoot!"

Looking at these cowardly barbarians, Yin Zhao was speechless. The book he read when he was in school said that barbarians admire the strong the most. In the face of powerful enemies, although they are defeated, they will fight to the end.

At that time, Yin Zhao was deeply moved.As a result, it seems that there are not many barbarians in contact with such people during this period of time, right?

I don’t know if it was because he was unlucky and didn’t meet her, or if it was simply gone.

"Whoosh whoosh!"

Hundreds of arrows cut through the air and shot at the enemy, followed by sharp crossbow arrows. "Puff~" The muffled sound of crossbow arrows shooting into the body continued to resound, and scarlet blood flowers bloomed from it.
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86!
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484! "The attack is fatal and the damage is doubled!" 》
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98!
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494! "The attack is fatal and the damage is doubled!" 》

……

After several waves of arrow attacks, magic attacks from a group of magicians followed.

Blazing fireballs, sharp golden light, strong stone thorns, extremely fast wind blades, violent thunderballs...

It dropped like money on the barbarian, and a series of bright red numbers stirred up again.
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198!
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214!
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586! "The attack is fatal and the damage is doubled!" 》
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597! "The attack is fatal and the damage is doubled!" 》
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176!

……

Looking at some barbarians who had gathered troops and wanted to break out, Yin Zhao winked at Albert, who immediately understood and nodded.

Then, he left the battlefield with hundreds of cavalry, preparing to intercept the group of barbarians who wanted to break out.

"Cut the grass without removing the roots, but the spring breeze will bring forth new growth~"

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