, making Jin Ke a little out of breath. What made Jin Ke especially frightened was that the huge force was squeezing the blood out of his broken arm from his left hand.

And that lightning-like sword light had already approached his throat. The small piece of skin on Jin Ke's throat even began to explode. It was forced away by the sword energy on the sword edge. Jin Ke was desperate. He roared: "Oh my God, how is that possible?" He was a high-level knight with gold level five strength. Under normal circumstances, he could easily kill fifty of these silver level one knights, but, but...

Jinke closed his eyes, so he didn't see a brilliant ray of light falling from the sky, throwing the two silver knights away heavily. The silver knight who hugged Jinke had his armor shattered, and then As if he felt a strong electric current passing through his body, his arm unconsciously let go, and then was bounced away by a huge force. As for the silver knight holding the sword, the long sword in his hand was broken. Their armor was shattered, and they were kicked away by a heavy kick. The two people were sore all over, and a hot fighting spirit was flowing crazily in their bodies. They couldn't lift up any strength, and it was like a nightmare.

Rockart looked at the frightened Jink with distress and annoyance, and angrily kicked him on the butt: "Damn it, bandage my own wound, you don't want to die? Do you think you really lost all your blood?" Won't Ye die?" The two knights directly under Rocart fell from the air wordlessly and began to help Jinke bandage his injuries. They also saw how Jinke was injured, and couldn't help but feel that he was not worth it. It was really too much. You are careless. It seems that you really can't relax when facing the soldiers of Vante. The two knights warned themselves deeply.

Under the leadership of the other four knights, the soldiers of Fort Carson had already broken through the defense line of the five hundred Jaguar soldiers and were fighting fiercely. Those Jaguar soldiers still showed their unafraid style, ferocious They adopted a fighting method of "If you cut me, I will take your life." The river beach was immediately stained red with blood, and more than four hundred corpses were piled up.

Rockart shook his head silently, waved his spear, and joined the battle group. He roared: "Soldiers of Fort Carson, don't hurt their lives." His spear lifted up in the air like a meteor shower. Countless rays of cold light enveloped the nearby Jaguar soldiers, leaving streaks of blood on their arms and thighs. Rockart swam around the battlefield like a whirlwind, and the rest More than three hundred Jaguar soldiers were knocked to the ground by him without any resistance.

Rockart let out a long breath and murmured in a low voice: "Anyway, there are not more than a few hundred people like you, right? Come here, throw some wound medicine to them, and we will continue to hunt down Bicart."

The soldiers of Fort Carson took out the medical kits from their bodies and threw them next to the Jaguar soldiers. They were very careful not to approach them, because the first Fort Carson soldier who approached them was chopped off with a knife. Their noses were broken. The thighs of the Jaguar soldiers were hit hard and they could not move at all. However, they still grabbed their swords and roared hoarsely at the Fort Carson soldiers, like a group of evil spirits from hell. Generally, they are twisting and struggling on the ground.

The soldiers of Fort Carson carefully lined up in a long queue and walked past these Vant soldiers. Rockart looked deeply at these crazy struggles on the ground, wanting to crawl in front of his subordinate soldiers and give them a few more The Vante soldiers holding the sword couldn't help but sigh: "You are all heroes, but unfortunately, your luck this time is really bad. Stop struggling and save your lives. If you can fight again afterwards, Just come to me for revenge."

Rockart's long hair trembled, and he kicked the ashen-looking Jink hard again, and walked forward with a brisk pace.

The army led by Bikater had already walked out of the narrow river beach, and the broad hilly land in front of him made him feel comfortable. He burst out laughing: "Humph, those idiotic Danubians, if they had just been

Some soldiers were ambushed on the cliff above the river beach. We have all died long ago. It seems that they still don't know how to fight. We just fell into a trick and accidentally rushed into their ambush. They can only know how to fight now.

Chasing us from behind, hahaha, as long as we get to Lailin County, we can return to take revenge."

Inger was lying on his back in the bushes, holding a piece of grass in his mouth, playing with a small snake that had just crawled out of the hole and not yet awakened from hibernation on his fingers, and looking at two or three small insects.

Flying on the branches above his head, listening to the loud noise of Bikart in the distance, he couldn't help but chuckle. He muttered in a low voice: "This idiot, in such a narrow river, how many bows and arrows will it take for us to ambush on the cliff?"

Shoot them to death? As long as they hide under the cliff, they will be in the blind spot of the bow and arrow. This guy is really an idiot."

Several knights who were close to him laughed softly. Far and near, the archers of the Principality of Luke reached for their quivers with their right hands, and pulled out long feather arrows one after another, and carefully inserted them into the quiver.

On the muddy ground in front of him, a gentle murderous intent gradually permeated the entire hilly area. Through a secret message transmission method, ten miles ahead, Luke's army, responsible for blocking the Jaguar reinforcements, was ready for a bloody battle.

The Jaguar soldiers were arranged in a defensive formation. Thirty low-level knights were mixed in with the soldiers on both sides. The soldiers were holding shields and advancing cautiously. The archers in the queue had already moved forward.

The arrow was on the bowstring, ready to be shot.

Bikart saw the cautious look of the soldiers and couldn't help shouting loudly: "What are you doing? How could they catch up so quickly? A group of cowards, form a charge formation for me, move forward quickly, don't delay. You cowards

, What are you on guard about? Humph, aren't you hungry? You've been driving for a day, hurry up, the sun is going to set, hurry up." Bikater's stomach is already very hungry.

Being considerate, he originally thought he could have dinner at the Purple Gold Castle in the evening. In the morning, when other soldiers were having their war meals, he just drank a cup of black tea and nibbled on it in accordance with the aristocratic style and habits.

I only grilled chicken wings and swallowed two pieces of bread. I have almost digested it by now.

A fifth-level bronze knight whispered: "Sir, we still have to be careful. The terrain here is very convenient for the enemy to set up an ambush."

Bikart was furious and slashed his head and face with his whip. He screamed and yelled: "Asshole, am I the legion commander or are you the legion commander? Do you want to disobey my order? Damn it, you guys

Bastard... get into charge formation and hurry up, bastard, hurry up."

The fifth-level bronze knight was beaten so hard by the horsewhip filled with fighting spirit that he could not lift his head. A trace of blood flowed from his broken brow, dripping down his chin drop by drop, and his cyan breastplate was suddenly stained with blood.

There was a trace of red. The knight lowered his head helplessly and said: "Yes, Lord Legion... Brothers, charge the line, the machete men in the front open the way, the pikemen in the middle surround the legion commander, and the archers in the rear are behind, forming a triangle.

Move forward in formation."

The two thousand machetes holding shields in their hands hesitated for a moment, and walked helplessly to the front. Behind them, seventeen hundred spearmen followed them, and the archers wearing the weakest light leather armor walked behind them.

The last one, leaving a long flank. Bikart smiled proudly: "That's right. Look, there is Lailin County in front of you. Rush over to me. Rush over and we can meet each other."

We have reinforcements, and then we can teach those damn country people a lesson."

Several knights around Inger watched in disbelief as the Jaguar Legion exposed its weakest point. More than a thousand archers without any protection stood at the back, revealing their long flanks that could be hit by bows and arrows.

A blow from his hand. More than a thousand spearmen with weak defense against bows and arrows were also caught in the middle. As long as a burst of arrows covered them, they could die without a place to die. And they had the strongest defense against bows and arrows.

The machetemen actually gathered in a triangular charge formation at the front. This, this, this is in a complex hilly area, and there are so many bushes. Is the commander of the Vant people a pig?

A Knight Luke nervously grabbed Ingle's arm and whispered: "My lord, my lord, this, this, this is impossible. Do they have a trick? If they follow their initial formation, it will be difficult for us to

An ambush, but now, they..."

Inger climbed up in a hurry, looked up at the Jaguar Army's rapidly advancing formation, and couldn't help but widen his eyes. After a while, he whispered excitedly: "The best, brothers, we met

This is the first time I have encountered such a top commander and such a top idiot. Damn it, when he helped annihilate the gangs in the Vante Empire, the leaders of those gangs were smarter than him. Oh my God, he actually used a charge in the hilly area.

Formation?"

Inger jumped up excitedly, and the little snake in his hand was filled with powerful fighting spirit, and he threw it like an arrow towards Bikart, who was four hundred feet away. At the same time, he made a sharp whistle: "Brothers, shoot.

..Haha, be careful of those men in golden armor, kill them."

Forty thousand archers from the Luke Empire emerged from the trees far and near. They knelt on one knee and grabbed the long arrows stuck in the ground with their right hands.

A dense rain of arrows was projected out. Forty thousand archers fired 40,000 feather arrows in one salvo. The entire sky was pitch black, and countless arrows with sharp piercing sounds were seen heading towards that place.

A small team projected over.

Bikater was the first to feel the greeting from Inger. He was suddenly hit hard on the neck, and then a cold and slippery thing wrapped around his neck. Bikater's reaction was also quick, he pointed

He yelled: "Snake!" His head fell off the horse. His two guards leaders rushed off the horse and sharpened the swords in their hands. The little snake that was dizzy by Inger was immediately chopped into pieces.

For more than a dozen paragraphs, the smelly blood sprayed on Bikart's face.

Bicart screamed: "Oh my God, I'm bleeding, I'm bleeding, you two bastards, I'm bleeding, God, father, father, mother, I'm going to die, I'm going to die." His

His eyes were widened, and he looked at the blood stains wiped from his neck on his palms in horror.

The two guards leaders shouted loudly: "Sir, it's okay, it's okay, we didn't hurt a single hair of yours, don't worry, it's okay." The two guards leaders looked at each other, and suddenly something came to their mind.

I felt an unprecedented and deep sense of shame.

Bikart screamed: "Damn it, who told you to draw so much blood? Did you scare me on purpose? Damn it, my most gorgeous armor. You two bastards, do you know how much this armor costs?

?" Hearing that he was not injured, he suddenly became more majestic and yelled at the two guards leaders. Then, Bikater thought: "Damn, that's weird, why did this snake suddenly appear on my neck?

Up there?" Before he could react, a rain of arrows from the sky was already whizzing down. Those archers who were only protected by thin leather armor were being taken care of by 30,000 archers at the same time, and they had no time to move.

Before he even had time to dodge, he was already shot like a hedgehog.

More blood shot out from the archers, and the ground suddenly turned red. Then, the second rain of arrows caused the pikemen who had lost the protection of their shields to bleed. The pikemen roared and threw out the weapons in their hands.

Spears, but their spears only flew a hundred and fifty feet before falling to the ground, unable to cause any blow to the archers. The spearmen also fell to the ground one after another, and only those surrounded by them

Bikater and his bodyguards were lucky enough to escape this hail of arrows.

Several streams of blood sprayed by the arrows sprayed on Bikart's body, and Bikart immediately screamed again: "Help, help..." He hugged his head and ran behind his bodyguard, and arrows fell all over the sky.

The rain scared him.

Countless arrows flew down from the sky in dense numbers, leaving streaks of blood on people's fragile bodies. Those arrows that had lost their target were stuck deeply into the ground, leaving only exposed parts of their bodies.

The black arrow shaft hit. Bikart howled crazily: "You bastards, where are your shields? Your shields, come and cover me, are you all going to die? You trash, you still don't care.

What kind of soldier?" Even though countless arrows were chopped into pieces by his personal knights, there was still a fish that slipped through the net and shot past Bikart's body, almost scaring Bikart to the point of peeing his pants.

More than two hundred Jaguar machetemen moved their steps and approached in the direction of Bikart. However, as soon as they moved, a hole appeared in their shield array, and more than three hundred Jaguar soldiers immediately fell to the ground screaming.

On the ground.

The screams began to be mixed with the voices of Bicart's personal knights. Inger stood two hundred feet away, holding an iron bow in his hand, grinning and shooting at Bikart's personal knights with arrows.

Inger, Beamon, and Rockart are the only three warriors in these three principalities whose strength exceeds that of the fifth-level golden knights. Their fighting spirit also far exceeds the guards around Beacart. In Inger

Under the arrows, the efforts of Bikart's guards to block were completely meaningless. The arrows, filled with Yingger's powerful fighting spirit, penetrated their sword light like lightning, passed through their armor, and penetrated through their armor.

It passed their bodies and then hit the ground heavily.

Inger sneered and shot all the hundred iron arrows he was carrying. He pulled out his long sword, roared and rushed out with his five direct knights and eight thousand of the best warriors of the Luke Empire. .Inger's long sword has a handle three feet long and a blade four feet long. The hazy blue blade flashes with gorgeous light. It is clearly a rare weapon blessed with magic.

The sword edge was like lightning, easily cutting through the sword nets of the personal guards in front of Bikart, breaking their long swords, slicing through their armors, and then traveled around in their bodies, carrying a stream of Blood arrows sprayed out. Heads, arms, and internal organs were scattered wildly under Inger's sword. A frenzy appeared on Inger's handsome face, and he roared crazily: "Haha, come on, Come on, knights of Vant, you are all golden knights, come on, come on, come and duel with me, hahahahaha, is this the only strength of you Knights of Vant?"

The long sword in his hand was spinning like a windmill, and in the bright moon-like brilliance, two or three shrill sword lights could spit out at any time. And every time he drew the sword, one of Bikater's personal guards would fall down with a howl. On the ground. Those personal guards did not understand until their death why their fighting spirit was broken like shredded paper. Their swords and armors could not play any defensive role at all, no matter how powerful Inger's fighting spirit was. , this kind of thing shouldn’t happen.

Inger smiled proudly: "Knights of Vant, look at this. This is the legendary knight who was used by one of the 360 ​​greatest paladins in mankind during the battle between ancient gods and demons. 'God Slaughter', hahahaha, have you seen his power? This is the only divine weapon still circulating in the world." His long sword gradually exuded a magnificent rose red color, as if the long sword had already Filled with human blood, she exudes her infinite charm and murderous intent.

Most of the five hundred bodyguard knights around Bicart were killed or injured in an instant. The remaining knights fled in fear one by one. Bicart howled crazily: "You, you actually ran away, you are the knights of my Walters family. Ah, you guys, you dare to run away? I, I will deprive you of all your honor." However, those personal guards did flee in all directions.

Bikart watched in despair as Inger rushed over with a sneer on his face, and the long sword in his hand threw out bursts of blood. Bikart roared in horror: "No, no, no..." Yes, no , he has not yet enjoyed the tenderness of the princess Miria. He still has a bright future waiting for him. As long as he can conquer the Danube Principality, he will definitely be made a marquis under the influence of the family power after returning to the country. As long as he can Conquer the Danube Principality... These damn country people, do they dare to kill themselves?

A black shadow rushed toward Inger with a sad aura. Inger felt the strong death aura on the man. Yes, it was death aura, not killing. Inger stabbed him casually with his sword. , the man did not resist, and allowed Inger's long sword to pass through his chest. Then, he used his chest muscles to clamp Inger's long sword, and his body rushed forward crazily. In Geer's disbelieving eyes, the fifth-level Jaguar bronze knight's eyes flashed fiercely and roared: "Legion Commander, retreat, river, Jinsha River... Brothers, river, river, river." The machete in his hand slashed into Inger's face.

Inger stared blankly at the bronze knight. He was well aware of the power of the 'God of Slaughter' and the powerful sword energy on the sword's edge. When it penetrated into the bronze knight's chest, his entire chest had been

It was ground into meat paste, but how could he still scream? Inger was in a daze, followed by a deep chill, as if a bucket of ice water was poured directly on his head on a cold day. "What's going on?

What kind of soldier...damn it." Blood splattered everywhere, and Ingle was stabbed in the face by the fifth-level bronze knight without any resistance, leaving a tragic wound.

But the bronze knight had no strength anymore. After the sword pierced his chest, he was already dead. Only after he died did he shout out those few words. And his swing of the sword was just the last thing left in his mind.

It was just a thought. If he had still had a little strength in his hands, Inger's head would have been split open.

One after another, the black shadows rushed up and pounced on Yinger, who was full of murderous intent. The black shadows howled crazily: "Legion Commander, retreat...Brothers, jump into the river, jump into the river..."

The hands of those black shadows brought out streaks of cold light.

Inger waved the long sword in his hand with murderous intent. The severe pain on his face made him completely awake and completely crazy. Kill, kill, kill, kill them all. The sword roared up, and a

A Jaguar soldier was split into two pieces from head to bottom, and his internal organs and blood flew out all over the sky, spraying on Bikart who stood there stupidly.

Bikater looked at Inger in horror, who was rushing towards him like a demon king. His legs started to tremble. He was scared and desperate. He looked around and saw that there were less than five hundred Jaguar soldiers still fighting desperately.
To be continued...