Lord of all tribes

Chapter 101
Austas was charging hard, and Loklin beside him was silently using his sharp sword to harvest enemies who dared to stand in front of them.

Seven thousand cavalry rushed out of the city in mighty force, and were blocked outside the city gate miserably.

There is no doubt about the powerful combat effectiveness of the cavalry, but the infantry under Austas is not a mob. They are the elites who came back from northern Xinjiang. The collision of the two elites is bound to stimulate sparks.

The two armies, staring at each other fiercely, collided completely, and the scene of corpses strewn across the field gradually unfolded. Life is like grass, and only strong force can conquer everything on the battlefield.

Austas desperately inspired high-level scrolls one after another. It is normal for a magician of his level to carry some magic scrolls around him all the year round. The magic scrolls that make him catch his eye are at least level [-] magic scrolls. On the battlefield filled with blood, the magical elements of various departments burst out completely, forming a distinct wave of magic.

It's a pity that manpower is limited after all, and it is impossible for Austas to throw those high-level scrolls without limit. Gradually, the high-level scrolls in his hands are slowly disappearing, and the next step is the real battle.

Austas's face was pale. The last time he cast quasi-ninth-level magic with overload, he had caused serious trauma to his body, and he almost failed to keep the level of the eighth-level magister.

His frail body can no longer withstand the desperate struggle again and again, but sometimes, our own destiny is not in our own hands, and reality is not a perfect fantasy. He will force you to do something you don't want Things you want to do but have to do.

Austas, who was riding on the horse, smiled slightly, holding up the crystal silver magic staff in his hand, the captivating magic elements quickly condensed, and the rich fire elements suddenly gathered, causing the surrounding temperature to rise due to a little.

Death begins at that moment, and the magician's mysterious methods are always palpitating. Steinlin narrowed his eyes and stared blankly at the change in the central battle situation.

"It's so rich in magic elements, at least it was shot by an eighth-level fire magician."

Beside Stanley, the gray-robed old man who had been silent all this time suddenly exclaimed, seeing his expression, he was not without hesitation.

"Eighth-level magician? It seems that there are big fish in here!" Compared to the fear of the gray-robed old man, Stanley seemed very excited. The status of magicians is the highest in every kingdom. Their identity and status It has always been envied and sought after by commoners and nobles.

Especially high-level magicians, they can be called the trump card of a country. When they get angry, they are the cruelest killing machines. An eighth-level warrior can easily kill an eighth-level magician after getting close, but the role of a magician And the status is enough to be worth ten fighters of the same level.

Magicians use their powerful and terrifying magic skills to show their existence to the world. No matter how powerful a warrior is, he can only do well in an army of thousands of people, but if he really wants to fight against an army, even It is also difficult for them to achieve unparalleled combat skills.

Once the ordinary soldiers, who are extremely weak in front of these high-level fighters, reach a certain number, they will change from quantitative to qualitative, and the crowd tactics will consume these fighters alive.

But magicians are different. Their mysterious and powerful forbidden spell will completely destroy a well-equipped army. They are the messengers of doom.

Austas frantically waved the staff in his hand, trying to make more fire elements gather around him. His face had lost a trace of blood, and even in the thick fire element wrap, he was still as miserable as white paper.

The hands holding the staff trembled slightly, spit out a mouthful of reverse blood and sprayed it on the staff, sparking a bloody light.

Austas desperately fought for his life. This was his last choice. He thought that the powerful Aowei cavalry was blocked by the enemy under the city of Chenguang. If you don't fight for your life, you must die.

The most helpless choice is also the most passionate choice. Austas is determined to be a strong man. The strong will not compromise in the face of the boundless darkness, but will only stimulate the wildness hidden in their hearts.

"Falling Tianyan!"

A beast-like roar roared out of Austas's mouth. He used this quasi-level nine magic once in front of Dawn City. That time, the enemy fled and he captured Dawn City.

And now, still under the City of Morning Light, he once again used the taboo magic that far exceeded his load, but this time he was trying to escape from the City of Morning Light.

If he could think of this day, would he spend so much effort to capture Chenguang City?Austas asked himself, he will still do this, because he is a strong man, and the strong will only face difficulties, not be cowardly.

"Boom!"

A huge fireball suddenly fell from the boundless crowd. The scorching fireball seemed to swallow the earth. Countless Raynor soldiers watched the huge fireball fall from the sky with trepidation, feeling desolate in their hearts.

In the face of powerful cavalry, they will stick to their positions, in the face of the torrent of steel, they will remain motionless, and in the face of the scythe of death, they can still see death as home.

But in the face of common people's taboos and mysterious magic, they feel trembling in their hearts, because this is the power of God.

The moment the scorching fireball fell, the city of Chenguang was engulfed in a sea of ​​flames, and in just an instant, all the soldiers in the center of the fireball died.

"rush out!"

Lochlin issued a calm general order, looked at Austas who was fainting on his horseback, his eyes wandered away for a moment, then turned forward, hugged Austas, and rushed out.

The display of shocking magic has already shocked the soldiers of the Kingdom of Renault. They watched thousands of cavalry rushing towards them dumbly, and subconsciously wanted to escape. A gap appeared in the encirclement. Loughlin seized the opportunity and rushed away.

Suddenly it worked!
Jumping out of the heavy encirclement, relying on the leg strength of the elite horses of the Aowei Kingdom, escape is no longer a problem.

Loughlin breathed a sigh of relief. The breakout battle just now was really too thrilling. With the strength of his eighth-level fighter, he was also helpless when he was besieged. I can't get out.

Loughlin looked at the pale and unconscious Austas with a complex expression. At first he could not understand Austas's despicable methods, but this time it was indeed his sacrifice that allowed him to escape.
"Trash! They're all trash!" Stanley yelled angrily at the group captains who were kneeling on the ground. Although he pointed his finger at them, his eyes turned to the old man in gray robe.

"Why does Commander do this? It's not because I don't want to do my best. It's because the terrifying aura makes it difficult for me to get close. It's quasi-level nine magic. Even if I try my best to stop it, it will only increase the casualties."

The gray-robed old man closed his eyes and fell asleep, as if he had nothing to do with himself. He was also frightened by the powerful magic aura just now, so that he, a seventh-level great mage, remained completely unmoved from the beginning to the end.

(End of this chapter)