son-in-law of blood

Chapter 142 Battle situation!

William felt a chill in his heart, and followed the prestige, only to see a blue feathered arrow sticking out of the soldier's left shoulder!

This feather arrow actually directly penetrated the fine steel armor on the soldier's body!
Break the magic arrow!
William felt as if he had been hit hard, only then did he realize that he seemed to have made a fatal mistake!

Not far away, Hiron put away his bow and arrow, and said mockingly:

"The general is really incompetent, exhausting thousands of troops, I thought it would take a lot of effort, but I didn't expect him to directly lead the soldiers under him to be a living target for us!"

After a pause, he waved his big hand and said, "Let's shoot the arrow, remember what I just said, try not to kill anyone!"

……

"Look down!"

Seeing the tragedy in front of him, the lieutenant roared in a hoarse voice.

The soldiers had just escaped from the sea of ​​flames, and before they had time to rest, they heard another order and couldn't help but froze in place.

At this moment, the flying arrows all over the sky, like locusts, poured out overwhelmingly!

The unobstructed view of the empty desert reflected the night like the soaring flames of the day, five hundred archers with superb archery skills, and five hundred powerful magic-breaking bows.

The battle situation was already doomed when Helen and the others approached the barracks silently!

The army was defeated like a mountain, even the well-trained [-] fine cavalry were powerless when they had no horses and were facing a big killer weapon, the Demon-Breaking Bow!
Xieren was wearing a blood-colored cloak, his left hand was clattering with dragon claws, his eyes were shining, and he glanced at the situation on the battlefield.

In the entire frontal battlefield, there were no soldiers who could stand up and resist for a long time. There were [-] wounded soldiers on the opposite side, each of them looked ashen, lying or sitting, supporting each other, waiting for the arrival of the god of death.

From time to time, there were miserable wailing sounds from the battlefield, which made these cavalry lose their courage to resist.

Without a general to trust in, this army seemed to have lost its soul, and fell in despair on the bloody battlefield.

Seeing such a situation, Hellen nodded in satisfaction. They completely lost their combat effectiveness and did not hurt too many lives. This was of great help to him in subduing Angus.

Yes, ever since Heron eavesdropped on the conversation between Angus and Matthew and the others, and learned of Angus' true identity, he has started to recruit. It won't be any worse.

Even if he can't reach the height of his ancestors and become a famous general, at least he should be qualified to be a general. Hellen really can't stand these barbarians beating people with bricks all day long, it's too fucking shameful.

Xillen waved his hand behind him, signaling the Purple Bloods to put away their bows and arrows.

In other words, you get what you pay for, and these Purple Blood people are really easy to use. Although they borrowed the advantage of the Demon Breaking Bow, it is really thanks to them that this battle was fought so beautifully.

"It seems that we need to pay more attention to the situation of the Purple Blood people in the future. It's best to get a few more tribes and organize a complete archer regiment." Muttering in a low voice, Xillen led his men towards the battlefield in front of them.

The vast night was so heavy that it was hard to breathe, and the fire on the side was gradually extinguished, only the crackling sound still echoed from time to time.

His sight was clear again, and Xillen looked at the three thousand cavalry who had already been routed before him, and couldn't help feeling a little more emotional in his heart, and even felt a sense of admiration spontaneously.

Although these people had no morale and no fighting power, they all stayed in place quietly and silently, and none of them abandoned their colleagues and escaped alone.

What a strong cohesion, presumably their real generals are staying here, and they will definitely not win so easily tonight.

Huh?What about the general?
Helen suddenly became suspicious, just now he clearly saw that there was another general in the battle formation, did he run away?
That's right, when William saw the locust-like arrows attacking, he had already run away early, and he didn't even stay to see how many people there were in the enemy army!

Shaking his head, Xieren didn't think any more, but led his men to surround the three thousand wounded soldiers.

Seeing the enemy army encircling them, these cavalrymen still had no fear on their faces. They supported each other and stood up, tremblingly took the sword in their hands, and responded silently.

Helen stepped forward and said in a deep voice:

"Everyone, I have no grievances with you, why should I ambush us on the road we must pass?"

No one responded, and Helen didn't expect them to answer, but continued:
"But it doesn't matter, I've always been a generous person, as long as you are willing to put down your weapons and surrender to me, I will let the past go, and you can all survive!"

Still no one responded, and they all glared at Hellen.

Hellen's expression remained the same, shrugged and said:
"To be honest, I have already arrested your general, Your Excellency Angus. If you are still stubborn, don't blame me for being cruel!"

At this time, the lieutenant changed his mind and said loudly: "You are talking nonsense, how could our general be caught by you?"

Helen smiled slightly and said: "I'll tell you when you come here! Don't worry, if I want to kill you, you can still live until now? Your Excellency is also a veteran who has been through many battles. Will my archers show mercy? Can't you see it?"

The lieutenant was silent for a moment, handed the sword to the soldiers beside him, and strode towards Helen.

Xillen smiled lightly and said, "Your general has visited our camp, am I right?"

The lieutenant fell silent.

Hellen continued: "You should be your general's confidant. You should know that your general has a master who is good at hiding. This is why you are confident that your general will not be arrested, right?"

The lieutenant's countenance suddenly changed.

Helen didn't give the lieutenant a chance to respond: "Yes, I have the means to track him down, do you still doubt my words?"

Shaking his head, Hellen said: "If you don't believe me, your generals will be escorted by my people in a short time, and you will naturally believe it then. But now you don't need to resist anymore. I want to ask you a question, who was the leader of your place just now, and who is it?"

The lieutenant shook his fist and said:

"His name is William. He was sent by His Royal Highness to monitor us. He just ran away."

Hieren nodded knowingly. It seems that the Ottoman Principality is not monolithic either!

"Okay, I won't hurt you, you go back, tell your brothers, let them not be so nervous, let's talk about it when your general arrives."

The night gradually passed, and a new day was coming. Finally, when the rumbling sound came, Xillen breathed a sigh of relief. Looking at the familiar figure not far away, he let go of a stone in his heart.

Seeing that Helen was intact, Hepburn who led the crowd also frowned, looked at Angus at the side, and said coldly:
"The front is your men, you can see for yourself!"

Angus was shocked when he heard the sound, and rushed towards Hellen and others under Arnold's guard.

Xillen looked at the man with a resolute face who was coming towards him, and his eyes couldn't help showing a hint of admiration.

Not bad, but he has a bit of general demeanor.

However, before he had time to say anything, suddenly, the lieutenant standing beside him spat out a mouthful of blood.

The blood sprinkled on Helen's body was hot and sad.

Xillen's pupils narrowed slightly, and he turned his head to look, but was shot by the blood-red Chuyang slowly rising in the east, blinding his eyes.

Its daybreak!

(End of this chapter)