Hey, King!

2021-07-01

Chapter 123 Chapter 123 Stirring
"Horse, run!"

Gerros shouted with arms raised , then stumbled to the second heavy crossbow, buckled the belt to stabilize the position, and then picked up the crossbow bolt on the shelf and started to wind it. The constant clack and clack sounded like a drum beat, crisper and louder than the drum beat. Because this kind of sound may expose the target, and the heavy crossbow cannot be wound before the battle because the tension of the string for a long time will wear out the mechanism; but it is this kind of intense sound that makes the fighting spirit fully high.

"Tess, keep your distance and start circling!" Dagon heard a ding sound. After the winding was completed, the ammo slot was completely empty, and the tail section of the crossbow bolt collided when it fell into the slot. The sound of the iron chip hitting the tuning fork is a reminder that you can shoot at any time. "Can you go to the front?"

"Don't be in such a hurry!" Tess turned the horse's head and the car slanted down the hill. The wooden wheels crushed the black earth, raising clouds of ash behind them. "Have you figured out the elemental attribute of the four heads?"

"Not yet!"

At present, only the sheep's head is known to breathe fire, which must be Fire Element. Chicken heads can emit sound waves, but what element type are sound waves? As for tiger heads and snake heads, they have not yet been seen using breath weapons. In addition, Chimera can cause severe acid damage, again the source of which is unknown.

In this case, it's also good to do the damage first and force the Chimera to show its elemental properties. Dagon deflected the crossbow slightly, estimating the distance to the Chimera and the speed at which the carriage was moving, and then aimed at a point behind the car, allowing for some advance.

He pulled the trigger, the steel string and crossbow arm in front of him returned at the same time, and the javelin-like bolt of the crossbow was suddenly pushed out. "Weng!" The crossbow arrow cut through the air, the slow rotation mixed with the rapid charge, and a sharp straight oblique thrust shot towards the Chimera.

With a thud, the crossbow arrow hit the root of Chimera's wings, pierced through the scales and skin, and penetrated through the cracks in the bones. Chimera screamed in agony, rolled over and fell to the side. Purple red's blood splashed into the air, drawing a graceful arc with the overturned Chimera.

"Hit! Good shot!" Tess shouted happily.

The first hit is a good sign. While rewinding the ka ka, Dagon thanked Reid in his heart for his mathematical enlightenment education. With relative motion and speed, things in abstraction come to reality. Dagon suddenly understood why Rhett was teaching him this.

Let's go ahead and leave an estimated distance, no matter if it's an archer like Tess or a simple weapon master, this principle will not be unfamiliar. But how much in advance, how much distance should be set aside, can you be precise, this requires mathematics. The experience accumulated through a lot of practice and actual combat is important, but there is an easier way to use it. Not even using it properly is irresponsible for combat and blasphemy to life.

"Look! Tiger's head!"

Dagon looked up and finally saw the tiger's head move. It twisted its neck back, spat out the carcass of the horse, and snapped at the crossbow bolt, breaking it with no difficulty. That's all metal, and despite being a slender rod, it should be bent, not broken by teeth like wood.

Chimera's tiger head spat out the residue in its mouth, and then spit out the wound on its wings, a stream of cyan-green water hit the wound, immediately stopped the bleeding, and applied a layer of ice. "Water Element, it's water!" Dagon and Tess shouted almost simultaneously.

Geros was outraged when he failed to get the answer. At this time, the heavy crossbow's twenty round trips were completed, and after a ding sound, he also aimed and fired. Javelin arrows flew towards Chimera, but this time Chimera was prepared. It twists the sheep's head and bumps it from the side with its horns. The arrow of the heavy crossbow was extremely fast, and the sharpened arrow tip rubbed a bright spark on the horn of the sheep, then deflected out, passed over Chimera's body, and slammed into the stone of the nest, directly submerging more than half of the depth.

It took four seconds for the stone to burst open.

The elf fired a few more arrows, and the chimera let out a thunderous 4th layer roar, enraged by the small insects. It tried to fly again, but was still mentally disturbed, rolled and fell, and lay on the ground like a dog eating shit. It doesn't understand what's going on, but it doesn't matter if it can't fly, it doesn't affect it to kill.

The sheep's head shoots the Fireball like a catapult, creating a micro-arc. Tess turned the horse's head to the right, and Dagon's judgment was only a line behind her, knowing that Fireball was a little off and would land to the left of the carriage's direction. However, his estimates were a bit off, and he couldn't judge the exact landing point, and the Fireball flew farther than he expected.

Tess got it right, the carriage was just hit by the dirt and small rubble from the Fireball, and the damage was negligible. If he drives by himself, Dagon may turn a smaller arc, and it is very likely that he will be blown up by the Fireball, then the big rock will come up, and the car and the occupants will not feel so good.

The other heads are also attacking, and the claws, and the tail. Two of the claws picked up a Knight and ripped him straight in half. Half of it with the heart and brain was stuffed into the tiger's mouth, and the chewing sound was clear and loud, and the other half was thrown directly to the Knight holding the long sword.

He once satirized Dagon with the elves, but now he can't say anything. Seeing his limbs shaking, his eyes flickered, just like his fighting spirit. When the half body smashed over, his pupils suddenly focused, as if only broken intestines, bones and flesh were the only things he could see.

The threat of death suddenly magnified, and the Chimera's image became tall and invincible. He collapsed suddenly, dropped his helmet, turned and started running. Unlike those "incompetent rout soldiers" who are often talked about by him, at least he still has a long sword in his hand, but this is not brave or habit or well-trained, just forget it.

Dagon fired crossbow bolts, Chimera dexterously dodged, and was not injured, but it also slowed down, and the Knight was expected to escape. But at this moment, Shirouai suddenly changed the gesture of incantation. Her fingers were like eagle claws rushing towards the prey, and her arms were like frozen snakes, twisting one by one, squeezing out a mass of pink flames and rushing towards the Knight.

The three elves in the clearing also shot arrows at him, as if the Knight suddenly replaced Chimera and became a thorn in the eyes of everyone. Dagon shouted "Be careful", but his heart was half cold. The Knight was in a trance, and there was only fear in his heart. How could he know how to dodge?
The pink flames hit first, pouring in from his mouth, then out of his ears and eyes, forming a phantom figure behind him that kept howling in horror. At this moment, the elf's arrow with elemental power flew over, one arrow hit Knight's mouth, one arrow hit between the eyebrows, and the other was nailed to the figure in a fearful posture. In the end, this arrow actually dragged the terrified figure and flew out, and pu chi slammed into the ground, precisely in an array of a certain square.

"Emotions are higher than the body!" Shirouai kept her feet still, her upper body swayed greatly, her hands raised high, and she drew as large a circle as possible. More elements converged on her, and the power of incantation continued to rise. Those new elements are more concentrated on the terrifying portraits burned by the pink white flames. They pounce on them like a colony of fellow army ants, nibble clean in an instant, and then turn into a pink white tornado, wrapping the Chimera in it.

"Fear! Fear makes you dare not move!"

With the blessing of the array, Shiroai's cry is like thunder and howling wind. The Chimera was swaying, her four heads arguing with each other, seemingly undecided about what to do. A panicked look appeared in the sheep's eyes, and the tiger roared at it.

"Come on, sisters!" The three elf students who were riding horses and shooting each took out a card and concentrated their mana on it. "Unleash the Summoned Beast and kill it while it's in chaos!"

"No! What are you doing, follow the plan!" Shiroai yelled, but the three didn't listen to her.

"The Chimera is ours!" The elf student waved the card, unleashing a manticore with a ferocious scar, a griffin in bright silver armor, and a double-headed stone axe wielding ogre. They charged into the array from three different directions, shouting to charge the Chimera.

"Behead! Look for spar!"

The idea is good or wrong. After these three summon creatures entered the array, the soles of their feet were swept away by the white cold fire there. pack. As they went deeper, as they continued to besiege the Chimera, although they also caused damage, the cold fire of the pink white also spread upward, climbed up to the knees, thighs, and began to advance toward the chest and abdomen.

The three elves rode around in small circles. They were quite agile and excellent at archery, dodging one attack after another, leaving many arrows in the gaps in the Chimera's scales. Not only that, but one of the sheep's head and the chicken head's eyes were both blinded by them, and the snake's tongue still had a penetrating arrow stuck in it, making it difficult to spit out letters. But none of these wounds were fatal, or even less tactically valuable than Knight's original attack on the Chimera's wings.

"Hiroai, take control of your spell!" shouted the elven archer. They didn't get a response and were annoyed in their hearts, but when they looked back, they were horrified to find Shiloai face covered in blood. Blood flowed from the corners of the eyes, nostrils, ears, and mouth, forming multiple blood lines, and the power of the entire array began to turmoil.

"I... have been controlling..." Shiroai exhaled a deep pink blood mist, and the knuckles of her arms rattled. "I'm carrying... three extra sprites... card consumption, control... array. You should... die."

The entry of real, living creatures has little effect on the array , but there is a mana-transporting relationship between the elf card and the summon, like three uncontrolled mana wands churning randomly on a fine cake. The three elves are still riding around in circles, which further aggravates the interference of mana, and this is simply not the original tactical plan! Now, the array is on the brink of collapse.

Then it crashes.

(end of this chapter)