Edge of the Apocalypse

"My lord! Your lord, we can't hold it anymore." A 10th-level knight ran up to Baron York's tent and shouted.

Baron York had just put on his gorgeous full-body armor and strode out with his two-handed giant sword. The knight cried and said: "The firepower of the opponent is too strong, the fire/gun in their hands. Well, I don't know what kind of weapon it is. Its power and firing frequency are so amazing that our soldiers can no longer hold it. "

Baron York immediately yelled to the soldiers behind: "Hurry up and inform Reg and let them..."

The soldier was trembling all over, he opened his mouth to say something, but what was vomiting out of his mouth was blood, gulps of blood. The soldier lowered his head, and on his abdomen, which was not protected by any armor, a vicious knife pierced his clothes with his blood on it.

"Damn it!" Baron York pulled up his great sword and shouted, "Who is it? Get out."

Behind the guard who fell to the ground appeared Belmode, and he bowed gracefully to the Baron: "I wish to greet you on behalf of my master, Honorable Lord York."

York snorted: "Who is your master?"

He winked at the knight next to him.

The knight nodded, walked around quietly, and came to the other side of Belmode. He drew out the long sword fiercely and rushed on it with a roar. Baron York also took the opportunity to charge quickly, his body's source of energy appeared, and the emerald-green source of light wrapped his two-handed giant sword. The light was reflected by the gems on the sword, and it was colorful and beautiful.

Belmode smiled faintly, his body twisted up suddenly, and he didn't know what technique he used, seven or eight black electricity shot out immediately, dividing the two of the Baron York and the knight. The long sword in the knight's hand danced impermeably and bounced away the throwing knife. Baron York used his sword as his shield, and kept rushing up, taking advantage of the trend to slash Belmode with a sword.

Belmode is one or two levels higher than him, but the two go to extremes. Sir York's great sword just restrained his short sword, Belmode didn't want to fight, and fluttered away like a stream of black smoke.

Baron York cut through the air with a sword, took a breath, and shouted at the knight around him: "Come on, waste!"

The knight yelled and drew his sword up. Suddenly a black figure ran into him, and the knight instinctively raised his sword to parry, but as if he was hit by a few galloping horses, he vomited blood and flew out. When he fell to the ground, he could see that it was a man with a black warhammer in his hand. In the man's gray eyes, the knight saw his own figure.

Belmode whistled: "It's a little slow, Roy."

"You can't die anyway," Roy said blankly, and then dragged the hammer towards Baron York.

Belmode disappeared into the air like a bubble, leaving only his faint voice: "It's really ruthless to say that."

The tail sound appeared behind the knight, and the knight's whole body was cold and he wanted to jump. A jet-black short knife pierced through the gap in the armor and pierced deeply into his chest from the side. The knight opened his mouth wide, and finally let out his last breath. Belmode put him down, squinted, and both Bloy and Roy had already attacked the Baron York.

Also using heavy weapons as their weapons, the Baron of York pursues decorative meaning, and the two of Bloys are completely models of efficiency and practicality. The two of them were using warhammer-like weapons. Bloy's Forbidden Hammer hadn't been able to exert its true power yet, but its quality was still above Roy's warhammer. The two hammered shadows and danced, and Baron York, not to mention offense, even defense is a problem.

During the battle, Bloy made a fierce roar, which affected the balance of the Baron. The Hammer of Forbidden took the opportunity to sweep, and Baron York used all his strength and barely pulled back the great sword to protect himself. The warhammer hit the great sword, and Baron York's silver armor shattered every inch, and the tiger's mouth was cracked and he couldn't hold the great sword, so he could only let it fly out. He backed up a few steps before reluctantly stopping.

Baron York was breathing heavily, looking at the two of Bloy with bloodshot eyes. They were not eager to attack, but instead moved away from both sides, revealing a silver-haired boy behind. The overly handsome young man was holding a rough black knife in his hand and was looking at himself up and down. Baron York shouted: "Are you their leader?"

Allen nodded, and the baron yelled, "Then let us have a duel between knights!"

"Sounds good, but I am not a knight." Allen stepped back, and immediately ten flame soldiers stepped forward. The pattern on the rifles lit up, and it was a round of flame missiles that fired at the Baron York.

"I curse you!" The baron hugged his head, his eyes lit up by the swirling fireball.

Ten fireballs collided and exploded, forming a thick pillar of fire. The impact of the fire wave set off a hot wind, and everyone around it kept moving back. The hot wind pushed Alan's hair back, and he took a step back, so he looked straight at the pillar of fire. After the flames gradually subsided, you could see the figure of Baron York curled up on the ground, but that figure had no breath.

From the horse ring to the forcible rush, to the murder of the Baron York. The whole process took place in less than ten minutes. At this time, an infantry team of about thirty men came over from the camp in front of Storm City. The two of Bloy led five blazing soldiers to meet each other, fought against the enemy in the environment of the camp, and quickly countered.

The power of the raging fire rifle is ahead of the fire/guns in this world for many years. Under the suppression of the firepower of these powerful rifles, the enemy's infantry will continue to lie down in the fluttering line of fire without even the two of Bloy.

The rough gunfire finally made Reger feel wrong, especially the explosion that killed the Baron, and made the knight in Storm City very uneasy. He sent another team of infantry, and even assigned a thunder knight to see what happened.

The minimum standard for the Thunder Knight is level ten, and the level ten index of Storm City is far above the quality of the Knights of Sul City.

The gunfire was also heard, and Caesar also saw the explosion. He snorted coldly: "If this is a trap, then I can only say that the blood they have laid is too big!"

Caesar raised the crystal spear and yelled at the soldiers in his village behind him: "Our home is protected by ourselves, who will rush with me!"

Having said that, a clip of reindeer has already rushed down the **** first. Seeing that their leader launched a charge, the soldiers in the village suddenly surged in blood, roaring and following behind Caesar, pulling out a black front.

"Chong!" Now that King Kong is stupid, it is not a trap, but a rare opportunity. If you don't take the opportunity to make a move at this time, when will you wait?

So all the Bymon soldiers rushed down the mountain like a tide, and the sound of their charging finally alarmed the troops of Storm City.

"Damn it, why are those savages here?" Leigh yelled: "The infantry regiment stepped forward, and the fire/gun team is ready. Thunder knights, mount up to fight!"

In the dark, the fire/gun team of Storm City lined up to fight. It's just that compared to the roar of the raging fire rifle at the rear, the gunshots made by hundreds of firemen/gunners were actually suppressed. However, the power of gunpowder and projectiles is still enough to injure the indigenous warriors, and if they hit the key, they will be fatal. Only those elite fighters who have ignited the fire and whose source strength is about rank six or seven can use the source strength to offset the impact of the projectile, and at most they will only suffer some painless injuries.

Although the fire/gun is far inferior to Ellen's rifle, they still brought down the native warriors. It's just that the Bymons came suddenly, and even if Storm City reacted quickly, it would be no more than two rounds of shooting, and the fronts of the enemy and us have already collided hard.

At this time, the sophisticated equipment of the Storm City infantry showed its due advantage. In any case, the steel armor and bright swords have improved the infantry's combat effectiveness. In contrast, the weapons are backward and the indigenous warriors without armor protection are using their lives to fill the gap in combat power between the two sides. Fortunately, Allen's gunfire was not extinguished, and there was a tendency to advance forward, which created a lot of pressure on Storm City.

The mysterious and rugged gunshots and the two infantry squadrons that have gone back and forth have cast a deep shadow on the soldiers' hearts, making their combat power only seven or eight out of ten. The worshippers are determined to kill the enemy, and everyone is extremely brave. After going back and forth, it made them a draw.

But this situation was broken by Allen and the others.

Storm City's two infantry squadrons were suppressed by Allen's absolute firepower, as well as many elite combat powers that directly pursued the strength of the Baron, and they took almost one or two encounters. Especially Allen's Ashstorm, this trick is most suitable for low-level soldiers harvesting large tracts. When an Ashstorm is released, Storm City's infantry squadron immediately reduced its staff by more than half. If you charge the people behind, you will be defeated.

Allen and the others continued to penetrate like a sharp knife, feeling the surprisingly huge pressure behind them, and Regg could not send all the soldiers to the front. They could only split their forces to welcome Ellen and the others, so at least one third of the five hundred soldiers in Storm City fell on Ellen’s team.

The battle situation became more and more unfavorable for Storm City. When a squadron captain came to him with blood and reported the information about the death of the Baron York, Wrigg suddenly retired. After all, this rush was caused by the Baron York, and now that the Baron is dead, Regg and the others are naturally not obliged to do their best for the city of Suhl.

Caesar's crystal spear stabbed ~www.readwn.com~ with lightning, which resulted in the life of an infantryman. He glanced to the left and right and found that Storm City's soldiers were retreating, and he was overjoyed. Jing Lian pointed out: "Continue to attack, we are about to win."

Speaking of the clan soldiers rushed to the next position, in the fierce battle, Baku's screams came from behind. Caesar turned his head and saw Baku withdraw a long knife from an infantryman, but he also tore a hole in his chest. Caesar hurriedly stepped forward, held Baku and said, "Is it all right, brother?"

"I'm fine." Baku shook his head, but said sharply in Caesar's ear: "But you must die here tonight, by their sword!"

Caesar heard Baku's bad tone, and before he had time to react, he felt cold in his belly. But seeing Baku stabbed his stomach with the enemy's steel knife.

"Why... Baku..." Caesar asked incredulously.

During the melee, no one noticed this slight change, and Baku whispered in his ear: "This is to worship the monk, my brother."

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