There was a humming sound in the forest next to the river beach, and countless spikes appeared suddenly behind the faint green bushes. These thorns formed a translucent black wall and swept across the pebbled river bed. The cavemen standing in the forefront were immediately caught off guard-they were as if they were actually hitting an invisible wall. The huge impact caused them to stagnate, and then retreated one after another, like corpses filled with arrows. The soaked stone lay motionless in the middle of the river beach.
The caveman was stunned by the sudden rain of arrows, the one in the front kept backing away, but the one in the back was still moving forward under the influence of huge inertia. Hundreds of people bumped into each other on the river beach and suddenly turned into a pan of porridge.
good chance!
The two mercenary commanders, Uta and Fern, who were hidden in the bushes, flashed this thought at the same time. They unsheathed their rapiers and greatswords for the first time, and seemed to be ready to seize this opportunity to lead the crowd to charge and kill these caverns in one fell swoop. People defeated.
But Brandope’s long sword in the scabbard strapped around his waist popped out at the same time. With a move of his right hand, a wind pressure had already shot against the ground with a'brush' and passed in front of the two captains; following this forward The sword wind, dead wood and severed leaves flew up and down in front of the two of them. Uta and Fern breathed, and subconsciously stopped to look at the young lord.
"My lord?" Fern asked.
"Strike the formation, go to the river beach to line up." Brando looked ahead, and in his field of vision, more than fifty mercenary cavalry led by the Tiger Sparrow were bypassing the river beach, preparing to launch a charge.
"My lord, but..." The head of the red-haired mercenary group bitterly looked at the cavemen messing around in the direction of the river beach. She bit her white teeth: "Don't miss the chance."
"Your opponent is not human." Brando glanced at her and replied concisely. He raised his left hand and tapped his ear-indicating that cavemen were fighting in the underground darkness all year round. As creatures that rely on hearing to distinguish their surroundings, they are much more sophisticated in unexpected situations than fragile humans.
Even if a temporary attack caused them to chaos, these creatures from the grounds of Qiaogendigang will recover quickly, especially the way they communicate with each other also relies on the same sound wave, which is better than human beings relying on flags in the chaos. It is much quicker and more effective to identify the team and direction.
In the game, cavemen’s “attack and panic time” is much shorter than most creatures forming an army, only one round. The worst performer in this regard is the goblin, once the formation is out of order, it is almost impossible to regroup. And the best is the undead, there is no surprise attack at all.
For such creatures, only an extremely good army can seize the short-term opportunity. And these mercenaries, in Brando's view, they were eliminated in the first time.
The two heads glanced at each other, and it seemed difficult to be persuaded, but at this time Krencia drew out a long sword and walked between them. "Listen to your lord," the middle-aged man with silver hair and shawl looked at the caveman on the river beach, keenly smelling something unusual, and replied: "We are not as good as Lord Lord in the experience of dealing with these monsters."
Brando was startled slightly, he glanced at this guy and saw some kind of ambition hidden in the other's silver eyes. But he smiled in his heart, and he didn't care what the three leaders wanted to follow him at the moment, because as long as there was such an expectation, then there would naturally be a time to subdue.
"Just understand, I don't have time to explain," he put down the tip of the sword and replied: "Then follow my order." After speaking, Brando turned and faced the direction of the river beach.
The three heads fell silent. "How about you, sir?" But Yuta, the head of the female mercenary with red hair, asked in a worried tone. It seemed to her that she still didn't understand why this young man must have them and those cavemen. Fight head-on.
There were more than two hundred, even close to three hundred troops from the underground of Qiaogendigang. It is the 500-man brigade of the Eruin Southern Army that is here, and they dare not say that they can block the impact of the opponent from the front—not to mention the scattered mercenaries under them.
"I already have a goal." Brando replied looking at the direction of the river beach.
Where-
The tiger sparrow and his cavalry were charging at the thirty cavemen and bear goblins, and their horses hooves rumbled along the river beach—and the cavemen seemed to want to turn around to deal with these new enemies, but this At that time, the two holy archangels controlled by Brando completely removed their camouflage. They spread out wings of light and entangled these enemies from behind. The battle on the river beach suddenly became difficult to separate, and the two completely let go of their strengths. The angel and the three bear goblins with near-silver strength at the pinnacle of black iron almost hit a tie, but under the entanglement of many cavemen, it is difficult to gain the upper hand.
But this was only a moment and the situation quickly changed, because Brando had put down his sword and launched a charge. The young man shot out of the forest like a sharp arrow. When he fell on the river beach for the first time, he had already shortened the distance from the battlefield by half, and when his foot jumped on the ground again, the man was like a ghost that had been shot in. Among cavemen.
In the eyes of the mercenary who put down his crossbow and walked out of the forest at that moment, his young lord seemed to turn into a wandering black light—when he moved forward, his black tuxedo flew like a cloak swaying in the wind—this The banner was just a blink of an eye, and it cut into the baited'adventurer', the archangel, the caveman, and the bear goblin.
Only then did a few cavemen react and turned and wanted to intercept this sudden enemy, but they had just raised the weapon in their hands, but Brando had already bypassed the shadow of the sword and sword like a ghost, approaching a bear goblin in the middle of the battlefield.
The bear goblin was very alert, it shook its furry ears and turned its hand subconsciously. The flail in his hand waved towards Brando, but this hand was so slow in the eyes of the young man. The latter stopped and avoided the spiked iron ball, grabbed the cold iron chain, and followed the opponent's strength. Fly high—then let go, and the person turned around in mid-air and fell steadily.
It happened to fall on the broad and thick shoulders of the bear goblin.
The whole action was completed in one go, almost completed between the electric light and flint. The mercenaries blinked and saw Brando half-kneeling on the broad shoulders of the bear goblin, piercing the sword into the opponent's throat with both hands calmly.
A touch of blood arrow was as dazzling as a broken flag on the river beach that afternoon.
Brando drew the long sword, and the bear goblin let out a low wailing, its tall body shook, and then crashed down. On the battlefield, there was a moment of silence.
The mercenaries who saw this scene seemed to forget the existence of time and the surrounding world. They stopped subconsciously, and the breath in their chest seemed to be bloody, hot and legendary. However, although the people who commanded them had the same eyes on the young figure, they could not forget the environment at this moment—
Fern took a step forward, just cutting off the line of sight between his subordinates and Brando. He swiped his giant sword forward, and commanded in a deep voice: "Bring out the speed, line up, move forward, don't let the opponent go ashore—"
But the head of the Firefighter regiment turned his head, and in his eyes the caveman had restored order at this moment.
These creatures from Qiao Gendigang seem to be able to communicate with each other through some kind of signal spread in the air. Under the command of only a dozen caveman warriors covered in purple and red, these were still chaotic in the previous arrow rain. As a group of monsters—the moment the mercenaries stepped out of the forest, they had already assembled, and they seemed to be ready to move forward again.
No more than half a minute before and after.
Only then did Fern realize what a wise decision Brando was to stop their charge. If they charge, they may have to face the regrouped cavemen before they reach the river beach, but the mercenary who initiated the charge. It's not so easy to stop.
If you want to fight against a much stronger opponent than yourself without losing your formation, Fern doesn't need to think about the odds of winning.
He turned his head to see the same lingering gaze of Kerencia and Uta, who maintained the order of the entire team in the center of the battlefield and on the other side.
"Where is that young man sacred," Fern thought, "Karasu's highland wizards and knights also have such excellent descendants, and those guys are not better than ordinary nobles."
But his thoughts returned to the battlefield, still not optimistic about this confrontation. Although the young people's judgments were correct again and again, the cavemen in front of them became more and more difficult to defeat. Even though he was lined up on the river beach to wait for work, but facing enemies whose morale, organization and personal strength were far superior to them, he couldn't believe that they could block even the first round of assault.
He raised his hand, the soldiers in the first row put down their big shields as they advanced, and the soldiers and swordmen temporarily acting as spearmen were in the back row. Professional archers and crossbowmen were reloading. In addition to chaos, the rain of arrows has only caused a few results. It is hard to say how effective it can be now, it is nothing more than psychological comfort.
Sure enough, the caveman who fell after a wave of arrows did not exceed one position. The caveman and the tall bear goblin waded across the water in a formation, screaming like an approaching death march. At this moment, it was not just Fern, he clearly saw the retreat and hesitation from the faces of his subordinates. Emoji.
Shaken.
Less than a hundred feet away, the crossbowman shot a third round of arrows, Fern clearly saw those weak arrows hit the thick fur of the bear goblin and they were bounced, almost nothing was lifted. effect.
Fifty feet.
Uta gritted her teeth and stood at the forefront of her subordinates. She thought that although she was not strong enough, she could at least reduce the impact of cavemen on her subordinates-those who called her the eldest sister and were regarded as siblings.
For the first time, she felt a little regretful and wondered if she had chosen the wrong one: she turned her head and looked at the direction the young man was in. Brando happened to have placed the second bear goblin at this moment, but she had never looked here; Yuta couldn't help wondering if the other party, like other nobles, didn't care about their life or death.
Twenty feet.
Kerencia could almost see the wrinkles on the skin of the cavemen on the opposite side, his head was sweaty, and he clenched the long sword in his hand.
In the next moment, the two armies—or could not be called armies. In short, the mercenary collided with the caveman. But the result was beyond everyone's expectations.
Because at that moment, all voices were lost on the battlefield.
Everyone feels so.
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