Sky Dragon Rider

In such an unfavorable situation at the moment, in order to preserve the establishment of the three legions of "Overlord Lion", "Chishui Jiao" and "Storm Feather Eagle", the people of Portland had to choose a strong man to cut off their wrists.

All the spear and shield soldiers of the three legions took on the task of breaking the rear, erecting a tower shield and a forest of long spears, passively resisting the attack of the Muslims.

The heavily armored Slan heavy cavalry had already reached the best charging speed, and before the horse's foot strength declined, they slammed into it without hesitation.

Flesh and blood were flying, and the two-foot-long heavy lances in the hands of the heavy armored knights were like candied gourds strung together, and several Portlanders who kept screaming were hung on them, piercing through three layers of thin gun shield defense line.

Throwing away the lance, the heavy armored knight rode his horse back and turned around, while pulling out his two-handed knight's greatsword, and accelerated his charge again. Before the horse's physical strength was exhausted, he formed a strangling posture with the light cavalry, slaughtering these waves that were on the verge of collapse. Tlan people.

Repeatedly interspersed with two or three strangulations back and forth, when the Islamic spearmen phalanx rushed up, the Portland spearmen and shields who were determined to die could no longer control the situation, and the blocking line collapsed instantly.

"Spear array! Echelon charge!"

"Charge! The first row! Charge! If you don't want to die, charge with all your strength!"

"Second row! Go!"

"Third Row"

The spearman phalanx is not only a "battlefield hedgehog" that blocks the enemy's mobile forces, but also a terrifying executioner on the battlefield.

The first row of spearmen leveled their spears, and following the roar of the officers, they quickly moved their legs and began to sprint. After rushing tens of meters away, the second row of spearmen followed suit, charging wave after wave.

At this time, it is absolutely impossible for the spearmen who launched the charge to desert or slow down and fear death. If they don't want to be pierced by their own soldiers behind them, they can only go forward and then forward, with all their strength. Sprinting, stabbing the spear in the hand into the enemy's body.

The Slans, who launched waves of attacks like a tide, firmly controlled the rhythm of the battlefield, and the Portlanders who fought without declaring finally had to swallow the bitter wine they brewed.

The original orderly retreat plan of the three legions that invaded the territory of Sri Lanka was gradually disrupted, and the Sri Lankans always had a way to plunge the sharpest knife into the weakest place of the Portlanders as if they were prophets.

"If nothing else happens, the Portlanders are finished! The overall situation is settled!"

Holding up the binoculars and looking at the battlefield where the sound of killing was shaking, the twin sister Li Mubing finally made this judgment. The Slan army clung to the back of the Portlanders who had lost their armor and armor, and beat the dogs in the water.

"The possibility that the opponent can come back is no more than [-]%. If they can make up a team of thousands of high-level warriors or Mowu, that's another matter."

The unexpected situation Li Muxin cites is only in imagination. Although it is true that such a terrifying force can be assembled with the national strength of the Portlanders, if it is really done that way, it means that the Portlanders and other borders The defensive strength of the enemy will drop to the lowest level in history, but instead of stealing chickens, you will lose money and put yourself in a precarious situation.

If there are neighboring countries or internal opposition forces stabbing coldly at that time, the current ruling class in Portland will have a lot of fun.

"For at least five years, Portlanders should never dare to shoot again."

Lin Mo released several rounds of light mirror that can cast his sight on every corner of the battlefield and was not dispelled by any spells. It can be seen that the people of Portland have no time to care whether their every move is invisible in the eyes of others.

"Judging from the disastrous result of this military operation, which is expected to mobilize at least 20 people, I am afraid it is so!"

Li Muxin looked curiously at the rounds of mirrors floating in front of Lin Mo.

If it weren't for the worry that this elementary light spell might be dispelled or misled by other spells at any time, or even have the danger of backlash, using light mirrors to observe the battle situation on the battlefield would give people the illusion of playing a real-time strategy game.

"Then we can set off for the Imperial Capital Delan City tomorrow with peace of mind."

Li Mubing is still looking forward to what the capital of this different world country will look like-

In the camp near the battlefield, there was a steady sound of sharpening knives from the interrogation tent of the Gemini sisters. This sound has never stopped since the morning.

Dundot, the new apprentice that Lin Mo gave to the sisters of the Li family, was alone in the camp with a wide-bladed and thick-backed knife resting on a large, fine-textured boulder the size of a human head. Grinding bit by bit.

The rookie torturers who had been selected from the "Nilin" army were all expelled from the division by one of the two female teachers, Teacher "Bing" not long after his arrival.

Compared with this boy in the inn who grew up at the bottom of society, these guys with limited intelligence are more suitable for cutting people and grabbing positions on the battlefield with swords in hand.

However, these poor guys were not all laid off. They were snatched up by several legions in the Eastern Military Region in a blink of an eye. Although their abilities could not meet the requirements of the Gemini sisters, they made the leaders of the legions quite satisfied. .

Hey!Hey!Hey! "

In the tent, apart from Dundot who was sharpening his knife, there was only Kong Qisi, the shadow assassin of the dark temple in the steel cage in the corner.

At this moment, she seemed to be drowsy against the cage, deaf to the harsh sound of sharpening knives.

Kong Qisi suddenly opened her eyes and said, "Little devil, how long do you want to grind?"

For this new young man, she felt that he was not as good as those muscular torturers who hadn't come back. At least he didn't look threatening at all, and he looked more like a lowly servant.

"Hurry up, it will be ready soon!"

Dundot didn't seem to think much about it. He raised his head and glanced into the steel cage, and said with a gentle smile. His tone didn't mean to regard Kong Qisi as a prisoner at all. In fact, he was the Dark Saint. The reason why the cousin assassin is willing to talk to him occasionally when there is no one else.

"What are you sharpening the knife for? It's sharp enough, I suppose."

Kong Qisi looked at Dundot's focused and serious expression, the movements of her hands were extremely steady, without any trembling, just a little bit of sharpening the blade until it was terribly cold.

"As a good cook, you should keep your knives in the sharpest condition anytime, anywhere. Ha ha, don't laugh at me, this is just a personal hobby!"

Dundot, with a simple and honest face, spoke very sincerely, without any intention of lying.

Even so, there was an inexplicable chill in Kong Qisi's heart for no reason.

If the other party's words were placed on a killer, it seemed to be equally applicable.

After continuing to sharpen for half an hour, Dundot finally stopped, and looked at the blade close to his eyes repeatedly. Then he slowly washed off the oily sludge on the blade surface with hot water, wiped it clean with a piece of cotton cloth, and rinsed it. He breathed lightly on the blade, and looked at it with satisfaction. It seemed that the work of sharpening the knife for so long had been rewarded.

In the cage, the hairs on the back of the female assassin Kong Qisi's neck suddenly stood up, and there seemed to be a faint and imperceptible humming sound echoing in the tent.

Her pupils narrowed slightly, this young man's knife sharpening skills are actually quite good, the faint noise means that the blade can easily blow hair and break hair, and even cut the skin of humans and animals without knowing it.

Dundot gently put down the knife, turned around and left the camp, just when Kong Qisi thought that the other party would not come back, he saw him leading a strong bull into the tent, holding a large wooden basin at an angle in his hand , the basin is full of two wooden barrels.

What does this kid want to do?

The female assassin was completely confused.

"Tomorrow, maybe the day after tomorrow, I will go to the imperial capital Delan City with the two teachers and Master Mo Lin. I have never been to a big city before, so I just have the opportunity to open my eyes."

Tie the docile savage ox to the pillars supporting the camp, and find a few thick logs, while Dundot chattered, he casually picked up the knife and said lightly in the eyes of Kong Qisi. Row into the bull's body.

The robust ox seemed unaware that the blade had entered its body, and was still chewing its cud, but a line of blood suddenly appeared at the bottom of its neck, and the scarlet ox blood just dripped into a wooden barrel.

But seeing him flicking the knife light on the bull, he continued: "I used to work as a waiter in a small town tavern, and the boss was a fat man named Hera. My father worked for him for more than ten years. , until I died, and then I took over, and the tavern has been supported by self-brewed ale and cold-cut beef that my father and I are best at. Well, this wild bull is the dry food I prepared for the road, you can also taste it, it's really good."

The boy in the inn is already familiar with all parts of the bull, even with his eyes closed, he can't touch the wrong place, and his fast movements are dazzling.

Not long after, a big bull fell into the water and fell into the wooden basin. At this moment, the wild bull, which had been unconscious for a long time, finally couldn't support it. It only let out a low cry and swallowed its breath. The support did not fall down, but there was still a little doubt in the bull's eyes.

The huge cowhide was gently peeled off in a blink of an eye, and the edges were neat and intact. Kong Qisi finally showed a shocked expression. With a face of disbelief, she witnessed this young man quickly and easily divided a huge bull into two parts. When it was untied, only a pile of white skeletons remained in the end, without a trace of blood or meat residue, even for the legendary Paoding Jieniu.

"Okay, just sprinkle my unique spice recipe, cook it for two hours and then dry it, it will definitely be first-class delicious."

After finishing all this work, Dundot wiped off the sweat on his face without any blood on his body, turned his head and smiled humbly at the female assassin in the cage, and said, "You know what? You are two A teacher left me a test question, I really want to get a good grade, so, can you cooperate with me?"

The young tavern boy smiled harmlessly, but the extremely sharp butcher knife in his hand was impossible to ignore (To be continued. Please search, the novel is better and updated faster!)