He ran towards the coalition ranks. In his impression, these soldiers were not here to fight, but to kill him. He was scared out of his wits.

The wind picked up, blood floated up, countless heads flew up, and more arms and thighs rolled on the ground. One by one, Luke and the soldiers of Fort Carson were involved in the five-man strangulation formation and were killed.

Chopped into pieces; each Jaguar's five-man strangulation formation was torn apart by ten times more enemies. The soldiers were picked up on spears and spread their blood on this quiet spring night. It was those who were killed by a few shots or even

With more than a dozen spears raised, the Jaguar soldiers still gave up their last breath and threw their weapons into the swarm of enemies. They didn't laugh until they saw their weapons hacking down the last enemy.

Laughing wildly, he closed his eyes.

Inger and Rockart watched helplessly as their soldiers fell in large numbers. They could no longer bear it. Rockart shouted wildly: "Surround them all and kill them."

Inger screamed: "Damn, these lunatics, if we let them attack, all our troops will be killed. Damn, kill them." The 'God of Slaughter' in his hand exploded with a layer of as if

The blue light, as clear as glass, rolled up a blue tornado, and countless bright swords rushed into the Jaguar's battle formation.

Lockart's double-headed spear brought up countless meteors, which shuttled back and forth among the ranks of Jaguar soldiers. Each meteor brought up bursts of blood rain, and the strong fighting spirit even exploded the bodies of those Jaguar soldiers into pieces.

It was shattered. Luo Carter felt that the fighting energy in his body was flowing back and forth like pearls. Every pearl that penetrated the body would definitely explode into a shower of blood and flesh. This feeling made Luo Carter feel that he could

Like all beings controlling this battlefield, it feels extremely wonderful.

Inger's sword law is called "sharp", which is extremely sharp and absolutely sharp. Under his sword, all weapons are broken and armor is shattered. Nothing can stop the power of his sword light.

The human body was chopped into pieces by his strong and sharp sword wind, and then flew high. Wherever the two of them passed, only the mutilated corpses of Jaguar soldiers were left behind.

Behind the two of them were a total of four hundred high-ranking knights from the two principalities of Fort Carson and Luke, and behind them were five thousand strong and powerful warriors selected from Fort Carson.

Under the impact, the formation of the Jaguar Legion was finally shattered. All the Jaguar soldiers were surrounded by enemies dozens of times their own size, and then chopped into pieces with random knives. Except for the division commander of the 7th Division.

Rockart stopped twenty feet in front of him. Within twenty feet, there were all corpses, all of them soldiers from the Duke of Luke or the Principality of Fort Carson. The commander of the 7th Division was spattered with blood.

, his face was also smeared with blood and his appearance was unrecognizable. Only a pair of fiercely flashing eyes showed that he was still alive.

Rockart looked around and sighed: "You are a real knight. Put down your weapons and you can leave." Rockart could see that there were more than a dozen bones visible on the body of the commander of the 7th Division.

Even if he is let go now, he will not have any fighting ability for at least half a year.

The commander of the 7th Division did not answer. He just let out a leopard howling sound from his throat, and then slowly raised the spear in his hand. The spear shook for a moment, suddenly turned into a cold light, and moved towards Bi madly.

Carter's heart was projected out. Bikater screamed: "Help..." He looked at the spear. The small spear tip seemed to have covered the entire world. The strong wind pressure made him unable to breathe.

, Sore and weak thighs, where can I still move?

Ying Geer casually shot a sword energy, and the sharp sword energy cut off the spear, and the gun body was so excited that it shot out into the sky. The tip of the spear was shaken by the sword energy, and suddenly changed.

direction, jumped heavily downward, and penetrated deeply into the root of Bikart's thigh. Bikart let out a miserable howl, sat down on the ground, and started howling crazily. But no one around him went.

Help him...

Rocart sighed and whispered: "I want to kill another hero. Hey, are the heroes of the Vant Empire really that much?" He waved his double-headed spear heavily, and a bullet

The head flew high.

Going downstream along the Jinsha River, about fifty miles away, a Jaguar army of about 40,000 people was advancing crazily under the leadership of two division commanders. They lined up in the most convenient way for marching and the most convenient defense against the archers.

The attacking formation moved forward quickly along the river beach and the nearby hills.

About a hundred soaked Jaguar soldiers collapsed on the river beach. They were lucky to be washed up by the river. They belonged to Bicart's direct division, and the other two hundred or so comrades who jumped into the water at the same time as them were

They were swept away by the rapid river water, and they are probably all dead now. I heard the sound of horse hooves and people's footsteps, and heard the familiar shouts. A black iron first-order knight crawled forward awkwardly and with difficulty.

The river beach scratched his hands and thighs, and he struggled and screamed: "Are they Jaguar's brothers?"

The two golden knights rushed over quickly on horseback. They trembled all over and looked at the more than a hundred Jaguar warriors scattered on the river beach, who were soaked all white and looked like dead bodies. They jumped off their horses and rushed to the black iron man.

The knight next to him shouted loudly and asked: "Brother, hold on tight, what's wrong, what's wrong? Which division do you belong to? Are you a division directly under Lord Bikart or are you from the seventh division? How can we fight in front of you?

how's it going?"

The black iron knight's hands that had been soaked by the river water tightly grasped the golden knight who was holding him. He roared hoarsely: "Sir, Bikart, Lord Bikart, he... he... he.

.." He fainted. After being washed for dozens of miles in such a fast river and being blown by the wind on the river beach for so long, their physical strength was almost exhausted.

The division commanders of the Third Division and the Ninth Division who came to the rescue saw these soldiers who were seriously injured and were being tossed by the river water. They quickly ordered: "Rescue them well. It seems that Lord Bikart has someone on his side.

We are in big trouble... We should have known earlier that we should not have agreed to the division of troops, after all, this is the territory of the Principality Alliance, and they can choose to ambush us anywhere at any time."

"Remember, your glory and wealth, why do you eat, drink, and gamble in the imperial capital? It's all because of me, because I am a member of the Walters family. If I lose everything, you will become worse than dogs.

, your family, you yourself, will be hunted by the empire, and you will also face the pursuit of my Walters family. You decide for yourself whether you should kill all the Jaguar Legion soldiers and completely eliminate this scourge, or not follow.

Will I lose everything in the end?"

"At the very least, even if the empire deprives you of all your knighthoods due to poor combat, my family can still support you. You will still have food, clothing, and scenery. Think about it for yourself..."

The result of consideration is that these spineless Walters knights acted as pawns to lure the reinforcing Jaguar soldiers to their death. Especially for the leader of Bicart's personal guard, he had already deceived a seventh division, so,

What does it matter if you lie again? Anyway, it's already like this. Either the entire Jaguar Corps dies, or you die... The choice is naturally to choose that all the Jaguar Corps dies and you retain your glory and wealth.

Third, the Ninth Division continued to march forward for almost ten miles. Then, the army behind them saw the golden light behind them. The two deputy division commanders were so frightened that they snorted: "Idiot, what bastard is like this?"

Are they on their way? Are they desperate?" In the golden light, they could clearly see that the person coming from afar was the deputy commander of the 7th Division. The soldiers screamed, "The 3rd and 9th Divisions"

The commander hurried back, and the leader and deputy leader of Bikart's bodyguards, who had some evil intentions in their minds, also followed with several of their companions.

As soon as the two silver knights caught up to a place that was still a hundred feet away from the group, their entire bodies exploded into a ball of blood mist, which dispersed in the air. With such force, all the vegetation within a ten-foot radius turned into ashes.

Powder. The two first-level gold knights spurted blood from their orifices. They couldn't hold on anymore and fell to the ground. The fighting energy in their bodies backfired, causing their meridians to break one by one. They struggled crazily on the ground, swelling.

, the twitching muscles tore off their bones one by one. Two officers of the Third Division who couldn't stand it anymore rushed over, roared, and chopped off their heads with their swords.

The deputy commander of the 7th Division struggled to arrive with a third-level gold knight. Their faces were covered with their own blood, and strands of blood flowed down their faces. He forced himself to hold back the pain in his chest.

Blood Qi said word by word: "Bikater betrayed the empire, there is a trap ahead, you stop... cough cough, you are running too fast, we can't catch up... cough cough cough cough...

Don't move forward, sir, there is a trap ahead, our Seventh Division..."

The long sword pierced through his chest, and the leader of Bikart's bodyguard screamed ferociously: "Nonsense, this is slander, this is complete slander. Master Bikart is leading the soldiers to fight to the death, you corrupt people

You are a scoundrel who is afraid of death. You escaped from the battlefield and now you are still making up such rumors to undermine the morale of the army and slander Lord Bikart. You deserve to die."

The deputy commander of the 7th Division looked at the leader of Bikart's bodyguard without daring to write a letter. He grabbed the edge of the sword with his left hand and pointed at him with his trembling right hand. After a long time, a hard blood clot suddenly spurted out.

, hit him hard on the face, knocking out three of his teeth, and then the seventh deputy division commander fell to the sky. The last blood clot he spat out was one of his

His internal organs were forcibly shattered by his own fighting spirit.

The third-level gold knight behind him stared blankly at the scene in front of him, and suddenly let out two miserable laughters. His body could not withstand the backlash of fighting spirit. He fell to the sky, and a long sword just passed from him.

He swung it over his head and took away a piece of his scalp, but did not kill him. The one who drew the sword was the deputy leader of Bikart's bodyguard.

The commander of the Third Division shouted: "What are you doing?" He looked at the officers of the Seventh Division who fell to the ground. Their bodies were covered with scars. How could they have escaped from the battle? Moreover, their bodies were covered with scars.

The scars on his body have been soaked until they turn white. It is because he has been floating along the river for a long time before showing such signs. The soldiers of the third division surrounded Bikart's personal guards, and the weapons in their hands were released without hesitation.

Sheathed.

The commander of the Ninth Division roared: "Stop, take this brother to the area under our control and take good care of him. He is already disabled... You still want to stay in the nest, right? Vant soldiers never attack.

Vant soldiers, don’t you know? What do you all want to do? Put down the weapons in your hands, and you, I don’t care if you are the legion commander’s personal guards, how dare you touch one of my soldiers? Why do you want to kill them?

They? They are our comrades."

The guard leader took a long breath and said with a sad look on his face: "Lord Bikart is fighting a bloody battle, and these deserters are actually slandering him. They are slandering a general who is fighting for the empire. Don't say that Lord Bikart is a Jaguar.

The commander of the legion, even an ordinary Vant soldier, slandering them as treason is absolutely intolerable. You, can you tolerate such an existence in the world?"

The deputy leader yelled furiously: "Oh my god, what is this? Our brothers are working hard there, but here, you bastards actually listened to a few deserters and stopped reinforcements. Oh my god, what else in the world is this?"

Is there any justice?" He separated several soldiers from the Third Division who surrounded him and shouted loudly: "Brothers, forget it if they don't go, they are all afraid of death, let's go, let's go reinforce our brothers,

Even if we die, we will die together."

On the ground, the golden knight of the 7th Division was so angry that veins were pulsing on his forehead. He wanted to shout, but all his energy had been exhausted. How could he still have the strength to speak? He wanted to jump up and kill these confounding people.

A small man, but all the meridians in his body are broken. How can he still move?

The commander of the third division howled crazily: "Shut up, have you ever seen deserters burning their fighting spirit to chase after the messenger? I, I, I, I don't believe they are deserters."

The leader of the personal guard shouted loudly: "So, are you saying that our Lord Bikart is a traitor? This is your insult to our entire Walters family. You have insulted us. I will fight with you." He was angry.

He waved his long sword and looked like he was going to fight for his life.

The surrounding Jaguar soldiers were silent, they didn't know who to believe.

The Ninth Division took a long breath and said slowly: "My division will be the outpost, and your division will follow three miles behind. If something is wrong, help us break out of the encirclement. Do you understand?"

A few of Carter's personal guards continued to shout, but they did not have any command authority over the Third and Ninth Divisions. They could only watch the two divisions set off as a whole. The people of the Ninth Division

Moving forward quickly, the third division followed cautiously three miles behind. The golden knight, who was surrounded by fifty Jaguar soldiers and was about to be sent to a safe area, was so angry that his eyes burst out, and he finally drank blood.

He spurted out and groaned hoarsely: "Brothers, you are not worth it." He passed out.

There is still ten miles ahead. The canyon is less than two hundred feet wide and three miles long. It is filled with the corpses of Jaguar soldiers and coalition soldiers. These corpses were carried from the edge of the river beach and placed here. At the top of the canyon, a full 30,000 coalition soldiers lay in a skirmish line. Surrounding them were piles of boulders and arrows, as well as a large number of tinders, enough to emit a large amount of smoke.

The remaining coalition soldiers, led by Inger and Rockart, formed a huge encirclement outside the entrance of the canyon, ready to surround and strangle the incoming Vant soldiers. In their plan, there could be about 10,000 soldiers. Were the Dovant soldiers killed in the canyon? The remaining troops they left outside were enough to deal with them. What particularly satisfied Inger was that he sent three to five thousand seriously injured coalition soldiers to the canyon. The other end of the group was shouting indiscriminately and banging their weapons on the ground feebly, as if countless people were fighting and attacking like crazy. He didn't believe that those members of the Jaguar Corps were not fooled, and their regiment commander was fighting desperately inside. Are there any of them who are not going in to support?

Although, Bicart was being monitored by several knights from Fort Carson, curling up in the grass like a dog.

It's getting closer, it's getting closer, when the moon is about to set and the sun is about to rise, you can see countless black shadows approaching the encirclement, walking into the encirclement, and then moving quickly towards the canyon. You can hear The leader of Carter's bodyguard was shouting loudly there: "Hurry up, hurry up, my lord is in front, listen, there are ten thousand brothers working hard there, hurry up, hurry up, hurry up, hurry up." I saved many brothers."

The army of the Ninth Division obviously accelerated its advance. Gradually, the soldiers started running wildly. The commander of the Ninth Division could not care about his initial doubts. He put aside all his thoughts and charged forward. The front.

Bicart stared blankly at the Jaguar soldiers rushing over six hundred feet in front of him. If he roared now, just one roar, probably half of the soldiers would survive, right? After all, as long as he roared out and said: "Here are I'm sorry for the ambush." ​​Will these Jaguar soldiers break through?
To be continued...