Lord of War

  The flames rising into the sky illuminate this forest brightly.

  The blazing flames began to spread wildly, and no matter how humid the forest was, they could not stop the burning of these magic flames. The blazing high temperature seemed to disperse the cold at night and the dampness of the forest, but if they could choose, the people of the White Wing Mercenary Corps would rather choose cold and humid than the current high temperature.

  In the place where the flames were burning, there was no wailing. The detonation of three special fireballs directly vaporized the people in the burning range, and there was not even a single **** left.

  The soldiers who survived the flames have fallen into chaos.

  William is cold all over.

Although he was thinking that his pig-like teammate was killed by the enemy, William was not at all happy when this scene really appeared. This extremely subtle sense of difference made William really incredible—or rather, Don't want to believe it. Although he was really disappointed with the military qualities of the White Wing Mercenary Corps, a peripheral reserve soldier, no matter how disappointed, this army is indeed a fairly strong army in the trading capital. In the conflict of the Cross Cavalry regiment, this army did not particularly fall into the wind.

  Of course, the three thousand people in front of us are not all of the entire army of reserve soldiers, but only one-third.

  But there can be such a big gap in level. Is this really a regular army?

  In the dark night, several fireballs whizzed and flew down, causing bursts of explosions and roars on the ground.

   This time, William saw it very clearly.

  The burning fireballs flew down very fast, almost forming a shape. When the naked eye just caught the fireball traces, these fireballs had already whizzed down. Judging from the magic traces, this is obviously a renju fireball technique, not a pure fireball technique, but William has never seen a renju fireball that can be so big and its power is so terrifying.

  But the renju fireball is a four-level magic. Although the magician can do it in theory, it consumes a lot of magic power. With the magic power of a magician, he can only use it two to three times at most, never more than four times, and now the opponent's magician has already used it twice, even if the opponent still has residual magic power, it shouldn't be much.

This time, the flame explosion did not have a clear landing point. It just fell as far as possible to the crowded place to completely expand the chaos, and used the burning of the flame to cut this battlefield apart as well, and let the White Wing Mercenary Corps. The soldiers of the country cannot support each other.

  William had already guessed what the other party wanted to do, and he roared with exhaustion: "Gather! Everyone rush to me!"

   While shouting at the same time, he ran towards the battlefield behind him. He is now the supreme commander of this army. He must find a way to appease the chaotic soldiers in the rear and get them to regroup. Otherwise, once the chaos becomes a real defeat, then no matter how good it is then. Commander, it is impossible to command this army.

  At this moment, William’s only doubt was when the enemy came around to the rear. Or is it that before the rain of arrows covered, the opponent had already circled to the back of the battlefield, waiting for the opportunity?

  William didn’t know, but he didn’t want to know at all. The roar of his exhaustion did not spread far in this dark night, because the crackling of flames and the chaotic noise of the crowd almost covered his shouts. Only those soldiers who were closer to William heard his shouts and began to gather towards him. At this time, there was nothing more secure than following a commander in command.

  At this moment, William saw another red light swaying in the darkness, and his heart burst for no reason: Could it be magic again?

   Then, he saw a man wearing armor and holding a halberd stepping out of the darkness.

  The red-shining weapon in his hand, even the flames burning in the forest could not hide its brilliance. He seemed to be walking in his own back garden, strolling leisurely out of the invisible darkness, holding the halberd, and walking out step by step. Against the backdrop of the flames, this man looked like a fierce demon, his expression on his face. Solemn, a terrifying aura exuded from his body.

The first moment he saw this man, William felt an extremely terrifying suffocation rushing toward his face, followed by a deep cold chill, even standing next to this burning flame, it could not be dispelled. The chill on my body.

   Immediately afterwards, he saw the man suddenly raising the halberd.

  The halberd shining red was held upright in his hand, like an extension of his arm, and like a banner in the dark night. And as the man swung the halberd in his hand severely, there was also a roar like a lion's roar: "Brothers! It's dinner!"

  On the battlefield, there was a moment of stagnation.

  Only the roar of this man echoed in the forest like an echo.

"dinner's ready-"

   "It's meal—"

"NS-"

  The next moment, the roar of excitement, like a national celebration, resounded through the sky in the dark night, like boiling water, completely boiling.

  The earth even heard waves of noises, as if it were an earthquake.

Countless northern barbarians with a half-length shield in their left hand and a spear in their right hand, like a silver-white torrent rushing out from behind the man in black armor, their faces are not hideous, some are just excited. . They have no formation or rules at all, like a group of beasts, but the surging weather that entrained them has become the last straw that crushes this battlefield. In their charge, those who have not yet The soldiers who gathered after hearing William's shout were not the enemy of one at all.

  In the charge of the barbarians in the North, some soldiers of the White-winged Mercenary Corps could barely fight back like self-rescue, but this kind of self-rescue seems more like suicide.

The northern barbarian’s half-length shield was slapped so hard that the soldiers holding the bucklers felt sore and tingling in their entire hands. After all, their bucklers were only used to block the enemy's hacking, not Like the northern barbarians, they can be used to shoot people directly. In this kind of hedge, the soldiers of the White Wing Mercenary Corps even felt that their hands were about to be broken.

  But the Northland Barbarian’s offense was obviously not so simple. After the half-length shield of the left hand was shot out, the spear of the right hand was immediately followed by it. They don’t care where the stabbing is. Anyway, even if the stabbing doesn’t die, they can do a few more shots—most of the soldiers wearing light armor, under the impact of the unreasonable power of the northern barbarians, the light armor on their bodies is already It began to deform and seemed to be pierced at any time; and some soldiers with bad luck were almost pierced in the weak part of the light armor by the Northland barbarian's spear almost in the first shot.

  After solving the enemy with a single shot, the northern barbarian slammed his spear, and after throwing off the corpse, he rushed forward again.

  In their eyes, just following Alfred's offense is enough, and everything else is not what they need to care about. Anyway, in which direction Alfred ran, they followed him in which direction. As for the "food" along the way, it was just a trouble to solve.

  Looking at the barbarians in the Northland rushing out with an incomparably brave aura, it seemed that panic and collapse had begun to spread among the soldiers of the White-winged Mercenary Corps. But at this time, William knew that if they run around like headless flies, then what is waiting for them is the relentless harvest of the enemy. Whether it is for these soldiers or for his own survival, William must gather the ruined soldiers. Let them re-form enough combat effectiveness.

"Don't panic! Get together here!" Although William's voice was unable to spread in this chaotic night, even his voice had begun to become hoarse because of his roar, but all soldiers who could hear his shouting , But as if grabbing some life-saving straw, he began to gather towards him, and was gradually forming a scale, "Expand a circle! The shield soldiers are outside, the spearmen are inside, and they are stacked with me as the core! Vertical spear and shield!"

  William’s roar continued, but at this moment, the transformation of the White Wing Mercenary Group seemed a bit slow, like rusty gears. William was really annoyed at this moment. If it weren't for the former adjutants who were all with the general and was evaporated by the fireball along with him, then he would not need to make such a roar now, and he had lost the auxiliary command of the flag. The formation of the formation seemed a bit slow, especially since there was a steady stream of defeated soldiers approaching here.

"Changes!" William couldn't bear these rusty gears, his heart was cursing wildly, but his face must be calm and calm at the moment. He is the commander, and he must give the soldiers enough confidence. "Everyone is scattered! The shield soldiers are in front, thirty lined up! The pikemen gather in a square formation to the right and shoot up!"

  This time, William changed the way the password was shouted, instead using a short password as the number. And this time, the soldiers of the White Wing Mercenary Corps finally heard it very clearly. Their formation immediately changed, like oiled gears. They finally did not regenerate. The training in the weekdays has also been very good at this moment. In a good embodiment, all the soldiers holding shields began to stack up, forming a row for every thirty people, and then layering on top of each other to form a square formation.

  William’s choice is very good. On the left is a raging flame, which eliminates the enemy's tactics of detouring from the left. As for the frontal defense, as long as these shield soldiers form a thick enough thickness, they can completely block the northern barbarians who have almost no formation at all; and the pikemen phalanx he placed on the right is also not a display. , As long as the enemy's momentum can be slowed down a little, he is sure to turn this pikemen's phalanx into a sharp spear, giving the enemy a cruel!

Almost in an instant, William had completely penetrated the weaknesses and advantages between the two sides, and even fully utilized the terrain-the battlefield cut formed by the burning fireball. It was not only beneficial to the manufacturer, but whether it was able to be used was completely different. It depends on the commander's judgment on the battlefield situation-to arrange the formation, and after discovering the disorder and delay in the command system, he decisively changes the tactical transmission method.

And it’s not just that. William is still in the midst of this kind of mobilization and changes. He unscrambles the battle line back, not only gradually getting out of the attack range that the opponent magician may cover, but also extending the opponent’s front line. Widen, so the pressure he needs to face is naturally lighter. Even the defeated soldiers gathered from the surroundings have formed a kind of hidden advantage cohesion.

  All these changes fully illustrate that William’s commanding ability and military attainments, as expected, are just like the pride he has shown himself.

  Cecilia hidden in the canopy, through the commanding heights, you can easily observe the changes in the situation on the entire battlefield. Therefore, when she saw that the enemy formation that was turning like rusty gears began to change, and it became more and more fluid, and even the formation began to reorganize, her brows finally wrinkled, she didn't expect the opponent to actually There was also such a powerful commander, she thought she had completely dismantled the opponent's command system.

  Thinking of this, Cecilia's eyes fell on the opposing commander: "Tell old Fred that he has five minutes left."