The bloody hand-to-hand combat began. The Ebian rebels in ordinary armor got out of nowhere and rushed towards the heavily armed heavy infantry regiment one by one. They waved crude weapons and stared at the blood-red eyes. A desperate posture.
The hand-to-hand combat became fierce as soon as it started. Facing the heavily armed professional soldiers, the Ethiopian rebels could only choose to fight desperately. They knew that they could not back down at this moment, and they must not back down, because behind them, there was an elderly father , with a young wife and children waiting to be fed.
In the narrow aisle, flesh and blood flew across the ground, and the blood of the stumps flowed all over the place. Unfortunately, the gap between the Ebian rebels and the heavy infantry was obvious. The heavy armored infantry and the Holy Roman The ordinary soldiers of the empire are different. They are the elite of the elite. They are fully armed professional soldiers, and many of them are veterans who have experienced many battles.
Numerous Ebian rebel soldiers roared and rushed towards the enemy, brandishing their rusty long swords, leaving a shallow bloodstain on the armor of the heavy infantry soldiers. The next moment, they were hacked to pieces by the well-equipped enemies Sauce.
There is no doubt that the Ebian rebels suffered heavy casualties, and at this time, the inclined aisle has been completely occupied by the heavy infantry regiment, and the ground is covered with corpses, most of which are incomplete.
It took less than a pot of tea, and the Heavy Infantry Regiment destroyed Manchester's only resistance force so quickly that they didn't even have time to deploy their defenses.
The beautiful sunset shines thousands of rays of light, dyeing the whole of Manchester a layer of blood. Under the bloody setting sun, there is a battlefield full of murderous opportunities. The cruelty of war is best interpreted at this moment.
Si Luo, who was wearing a neat military uniform, stood behind with a faint smile on his face. Seeing the one-sided victory in front of him, he couldn't help but feel complacent in his heart, "It seems that I still overestimated them, these guys, no They are just a group of beggars, how can they be the opponents of our regular army!"
The confidants around saluted and said with a smile, "My lord is wise!"
It was just a wave of tentative attacks, and it had already achieved an overwhelming victory. This was something that Slo didn't expect at the beginning. Now it seems that the Ethiopian rebellion is not very difficult to deal with.
What followed was even more brutal street fighting. Countless heavy infantry soldiers poured into the residential houses in Manchester. After a while, they dragged the shivering women and children out of the house, raised their knives and dropped them, one after another. Life was in a pool of blood, and Ebia, who had little ability to resist, could only face a one-sided massacre.
The command post in Manchester was completely silent. Lauren stood there dumbfounded, watching all of this, trembling all over. This was his first time commanding a battle in a real sense. Unfortunately, it ended like this.
"It's over, Ebia is over!" Zhungeer's face beside him was ashen, and a trace of despair flashed in his eyes.
"No, it won't be like this!" Catherine shook her head, tears streaming down her face, she couldn't accept the facts before her.
"What should we do? Brother Lauren, what should we do? You must think of a way!" Catherine spoke in a crying voice, watching the villagers fall one by one, her spirit was close to collapse.
At this moment, Lauren raised his head, his eyes were bloodshot, and his expression was numb. At this moment, he finally felt the gap between himself and Juliana.
Juliana, with the remnants of the heavy casualties, has dealt with the Holy Roman Empire for more than ten years, and the results are not a bit of a fluke.
At this time, everyone thought at the same time, if the eldest lady is here...
When Ron rushed from the command post to the battlefield, the enemy had already entered the city. It was not because Manchester's resistance was not brave enough, but the gap between the two sides was too great.
At this time, Ron's eyes fell on a corpse beside him. The corpse had no head. Judging from the body, it should be a young woman. Beside her was a mass of bloody corpses. Judging from the shape, it can be vaguely seen to be a baby.
His fists gradually tightened, and his usually kind face became ferocious. Ron slowly raised his head, a deep murderous intent flashed in his eyes, and the killing intent surged in his chest, and the air around him froze to freezing point in an instant.
The huge soul fluctuation woke Homelin up, and he frowned, "Ron, your soul fluctuation is very violent, what are you doing?"
"I'm going to kill someone!" Ron roared from his heart.
Homelin also captured the current scene of Manchester through Ron's eyes, he sighed and stopped talking.
"Vivienne, follow me closely and don't leave a single step!" Ron gritted his teeth tightly, and burst out a sentence between his teeth. After finishing speaking, he strode forward.
There were screams and screams, and the whole of Manchester seemed to have fallen into hell. The flames were rising, and the blood was pouring on the ground. The heavy infantry vanguard who entered the city carried out the most savage killings like wild beasts that had lost their minds.
"Mom, mom, save me..."
A boy in his teens was dragged out by heavily armed soldiers. He struggled desperately, his young body was no match for the enormous force.
"Please, please, let my child go!" A young woman rushed out of the room, crying and kneeling on the ground, begging unceasingly.
The heavily armed man ignored the young woman's pleas, and raised his long sword with a smirk.
A trace of despair flashed in the young woman's eyes, and under the grief and indignation, she made an unexpected move.
With a sound of "唰—", the young woman's front skirt was torn open, revealing the large white snow on her chest, and she threw herself violently, "Please, let my son go, I can do whatever you want, please!" you… "
The two lumps of white flesh on his chest dazzled the soldier's eyes. For a moment, strong lust appeared in those blood-red eyes. He dropped his weapon and rushed towards the young woman.
The young woman closed her eyes in despair.
At this moment, the sound of wind rang in my ears, and a bone spear that appeared out of thin air flew towards me with a strong rotational force.
The soldier couldn't dodge in time, the long bone spear penetrated from the right brain and pierced through the left brain, the powerful impact even lifted his body which weighed hundreds of catties, and nailed him heavily to the wall.
who? Who is it
The soldier's mind was blank, but he also knew that he was about to die. At the moment of dying, he tried hard to turn his head to look, only to see a thin figure with dark blue eyes and a stern smile on his face. Grinning like a devil.
"Thank you! Thank you!" The young woman narrowly escaped death and couldn't stop thanking her. She picked up the frightened child and was about to kneel down for the visitor.
"Take the child back to the house and hide!"
It was Ron who spoke. At this moment, his face was exposed with blue veins, and the murderous aura on his body was getting stronger and stronger, showing faint signs of going berserk.
Behind him, there were corpses lying all over the ground. These corpses were all wearing heavy armor. They were soldiers of the 19th Legion of the Holy Roman Empire. Every corpse was killed with a single blow without mercy.
"Ron!" Vivian's heart trembled. It was the first time she saw Ron like this, and she was a little worried.
At this time, Ron fell into madness. He was like a born super killer, killing desperately, and then killing, the undead magic became a terrifying killing tool in his hands. In just over ten minutes, he had already killed More than a hundred people were killed, and the hoplites in the entire alley were wiped out by him.
Vivienne had never seen such an efficient killing method, and Ron hadn't started summoning skeletons to fight.
At this time, five hoplites from the 19th Legion also spotted Ron. He was holding a bloody spear in his hand, and with a strong killing intent in his eyes, he walked over step by step. Behind him, There was a long trail of blood.
"It's him, he killed many of our brothers!" a soldier shouted.
"kill him!"
"kill… "
The soldiers of the Nineteenth Legion were already blinded by killing. When killing became the instinct of the battlefield, their brains were no longer enough. They didn't even see the pile of heavy infantry corpses behind Ron.
A strong grudge was on those soldiers. They waved their long swords and rushed towards Ron screaming.
A sinister smile appeared on Ron's face, his eyes full of murderous intent opened suddenly, and all of a sudden, his eyes were full of brilliance.
The soldiers who rushed to the front felt as if their brains had been hit hard by something, and their minds instantly went blank.
what happened? What's wrong with me? The soldier stayed there and lost his mind for a short while. In this chaotic battlefield, any moment of losing his mind is fatal.
In just a moment, the soldier's eyes returned to clarity, and at this moment, a bone spear had already pierced.
"Porf—"
The sharp bone spear pierced his mask without any hindrance, and went straight through his throat. The soldier's eyes widened, showing disbelief.
This soldier didn't know until his death how he died. He died in an inexplicable way.
This is Ron's mental attack - "soul pain". As a researcher of soul power, soul attack is a compulsory homework. It is with this trick that he killed those soldiers with one blow. Immobile targets are now easier to kill.
With a roar, just as Ron breathed a sigh of relief, a warrior with a giant ax appeared next to him. He swung the giant ax and slashed at Ron fiercely.
With a cold smile, Ron's face gradually faded, and the giant ax swung across, only piercing a layer of black smoke.
The next moment, the soldier only felt severe pain in his chest, and a bone spear came out from behind at some point, piercing his heart directly.
"you-"
The soldier's eyes were full of horror. He, like the soldier just now, died inexplicably. He didn't know when that thin boy appeared behind him. His body fell down, and the heavy armor hit the ground with a crisp sound.
The remaining soldiers were frightened out of their wits. Although they had experienced many battles, they had never seen such a strange killing method. For a while, everyone was stunned.
His gaze gradually shifted, sweeping over those soldiers one by one. Suddenly, his gaze fixed and he found a familiar figure.
Paige!