Lord of War

  War will never be shifted by human will.

  But the rhythm of the war, it will.

Anno’s wild roar full of Fauvists instantly attracted the entire southern battlefield situation-Sean’s troops and Lovran’s garrison were not in the same direction. As a coordinated force, they opened up with Lovran’s garrison. There was a considerable distance. At least now, Sean couldn't see the Lovran garrison at all, and because they were closer to the south, the battlefield on their side was the southern battlefield, and the Lovran garrison was the northern battlefield.

At this moment, almost all the enemy archers lurking in the forest have all been eyeing the big man Anno, and the arrows greeted him have become more and more, almost completely restrained. His forward. Several northern barbarians who followed Anno quickly ran over to protect Anno, but because they only learned half of the flower formation, if they were not combined with other "gears", their defensive formation was actually It is full of loopholes.

  After such a short delay, Anno had two more arrows on his body. Although it was not deadly, it had slightly affected the combat effectiveness. And beside him, a northern barbarian fell down too-this poor child was just a young boy who didn't seem to be too old. Anyway, he was not more than twenty years old. He blocked the couple from the right for Anno. The feather arrow was shot in the back of the head by an arrow abruptly and died on the spot.

   Watching this young man fall, the surrounding northern barbarians did not show much resentment, and there was only a faint sadness in their eyes.

  Anno knew this young man, or he remembered the names of more than seven thousand people in the entire tribe. This young man told him yesterday that he must become a great person like him in the future. Anno just smiled silly and told him that it is not himself that is really great, but Sean, and then the young man said Then he will become a great man like Sean, so that all the barbarians in the North will no longer go hungry.

  What a simple boy.

  The scene of yesterday is still vivid, the hearty laughter seems to have not disappeared, but today, it has become a corpse.

"what!"

   Anno let out a louder sound, like the roar of a furious beast, and then soon all the barbarians in the North also roared, and the sound shook the sky! Then, Anno drew out all three arrows from his body. After the Battle of the Burys Forest, all the northern barbarians had received a knowledge education course about arrows. If you hit an arrow on the battlefield, the most The taboo is to break the arrow on the spot, especially the arrow that is shot at the ribs and the like.

  Because the arrows in these positions are violently broken, the arrows shot into the body can easily break the ribs. If the bone marrow flows into the blood, the thrombosis caused by it will not be cured even by the priest. This is a disease of human blood circulation, and to treat this kind of disease that is close to the realm of gods, it is something that only high-level functions such as the gods or the pope can do.

  Therefore, on the battlefield of the Marvel Continent, the priests' magical arts are of course very important, especially the healing magical arts for healing wounds. But many times, they will choose to work part-time as an assistant job such as a herbalist, which is dedicated to first aid for those wounded who cannot be treated with magical magic.

  And forcibly pulling out the arrow, this approach is also undesirable. Not to mention whether it will cause the first situation, just the arrow barb being pulled out to tear the wound, it will cause accelerated blood loss, and even cause other diseases-in this world, although There is no such feeling as the so-called bacterial infection, but in fact this pathological effect also exists.

  But at this moment, Anno obviously has no time to worry about these. With three blood arrows soaring out, Anno slammed the arrows to the ground, and the torn open wounds gushed out a lot of blood, which almost instantly stained half of his body, and the blood loss accelerated even more. It is a reminder to become Anno. Fortunately, Anno felt that he didn't seem to hurt his bones.

  After the three arrows were pulled out, Anno's face also showed a rare hideous look.

  The arrow still rained down, completely blocking Anno’s advancement. Moreover, the enemy has become much more cunning. They don’t shoot at a fixed position. They change positions almost every time they shoot one or two arrows. Even if this method reduces their firing frequency, there are more of them. It seemed as if nothing had changed, and the shooting speed and frequency of the arrows were still so fast.

  But, how did Anno care?

  Speaking of the spear, Anno stood up again, and the northern barbarians surrounding him also moved. There were only nineteen people left, and many of them were wounded. They also had arrows in their bodies, but like Anno, they forcibly pulled out the arrows without caring, and didn't go at all. Consider what might happen next.

   Then, Anno quickly ran towards the archer he had been staring at.

   Twenty northern barbarians are running like twenty furious beasts. They are holding up their shields and holding guns. They risking death in the woods where arrows are like locusts are chasing their enemies desperately. Just as William initially asserted, the pressure and death threats brought by the flying arrows from the three directions followed Anno from time to time. As long as they made a slight mistake, the end of death would be ushered in.

On the right, Charging Sean glanced sideways at Anno’s team. The small group of enemies they were staring at was only five people. After a fierce and rapid short-term confrontation, the five archers became corpses, but Anno was hit by an arrow again, and the nineteen people who followed him fell down again, and the others were more or less injured, and the situation was obviously not optimistic.

Xiao En gritted his teeth, his body shape suddenly collapsed when he was running, and his whole body ran towards Anno, followed by the northern barbarians behind him, and turned subconsciously. When they reacted, everyone They were all a little stunned, but then they burst into more intense and excited roars, and stepped to catch up. While running, Sean's lips moved slightly, and short syllables of the spell continued to emerge from it. After a few seconds, his figure suddenly became lighter, and he could take several meters with each step.

  Looking at Sean’s actions, Alfred, who had been gloomy, raised the corners of his mouth slightly, revealing an imperceptible smile: "Brothers! We have dinner!"

He lifted the flaming lion fangs in his hand as if in line with his movements. At this moment, the flaming lion fangs suddenly shone with bright red light, and the flow of the flame was fluctuating, as if Alfred was holding one in his hand. Like flames. Countless pairs of eyes in the forest turned to stare at Alfred at this moment, after all, not everyone can have magic weapons.

  For a while, the enemy's archer troops appeared silent for a moment, just as if they had lost their target. However, this moment did not last too long. It only took about one or two seconds. Then, most of the arrows shot out were covered by Alfred. The pressure of Sean and Anno Suddenly a big reduction-but this kind of big reduction is only relative to the beginning.

William in the rear, watching Sean transfer his combat target privately, and Alfred’s moment of raising his arms and shouting, he shook his head helplessly: "These two idiots, they said outside that everything obeys my command. Are these words farting?"

  Cecilia stared at William angrily, but she couldn't speak because the magic he had prepared happened to be the most critical moment.

However, even though William said so, there was not much complaint in the words, as if he had already expected such a result, and it was just a subconscious habit: "The third team, support Frey. Germany."

  As his words fell, the fourth steel-winged squad, which had already been unable to restrain it, immediately rushed in the direction of Alfred like a tiger out of the cage. Because they were suffocating a breath long ago, and they weren't obstructed by arrows, they ran faster and more fiercely than the others, and the momentum was overwhelming.

   "Miss Cecilia, do it."

"Huh!" Cecilia spit out the last magic syllable and a cold snort. The huge magic power instantly radiated from her body. Under the guidance of mental power, three whirlpools were quickly generated in the air, and a large number of fire elements were sent to In a flash, three fireballs ignited with a "bang" in the air. Each fireball was as big as a basin, and it seemed to be a bit bigger than the fireball that Sean saw that night.

  Following Cecilia's small hand, the three fireballs resembled wild horses, whizzing forward at a faster speed than the barbarians in the North. The location of the attack was designated by William himself. This location has the most enemy archers. Although it is scattered slightly, if the fireball detonates at this location, it will be enough to sweep around a range of tens of meters, as long as it is within this range. , The enemy has absolutely nowhere to hide.

  The fiery fireball soon fell on William’s designated range.

  It's not that the enemy didn't see these three fireballs, it's just that the fireballs whizzed and flew much faster than they thought. They didn't have much time to react at all, and they could only run subconsciously.

  But Cecilia's renju fireball is obviously completely different from the renju fireball they know.

When the three fireballs landed and exploded, the hot stream of flames gushed out like a wave, and the shock wave produced by the explosion spread wildly toward the surroundings. The smoke, dust, sand, and dead leaves gathered into a gray wave, and In the middle of the explosion range, a mushroom cloud rose slowly in the pillar of fire rising into the sky.

  This damage range is obviously much wider than the enemy expected. At least 20 archers were directly swallowed by flames in the explosion of the lianzhu fireball. In addition, there were probably several to a dozen enemies who were affected by damage of varying severity.

   seemed to be shocked by the explosion of this lianzhu fireball, and the arrows shot by the enemy obviously stopped again.

At this time, Sean has also rushed to Anno's side; the third team has also joined the fifth team led by Alfred; Cecilia's second round of fireball has once again entered the magic Chanting stage.

Only William, the red glow on his face due to excitement gradually faded, and his expression looked a bit disappointed: "It seems that the level of the opposing commander is nothing more than that.... The first team, advance to the left, and start. Sweep the enemy... all archers, while ensuring their own safety, give the necessary support to the steel-winged forward troops, and everyone shoots freely."