Lord of all tribes

Chapter 275 Crazy
At this moment, Carol would be lying if she said she wasn't moved at all.

He quickly glanced at the strong man in front of him, and said in a deep voice: "Okay, I will leave you these two thousand soldiers, and I guarantee that your family will prosper for a hundred years."

Mikkel has already fought with his life, and it was a life-and-death battle for him, Carol, which guarantees that Carol has no reason to be stingy.

Carol slapped Mikel hard on the broad shoulder, then turned and walked away.

Time is particularly precious, and the contribution of Mikil and the two thousand elite soldiers must fully reflect its value.

Watching Viscount Carol leave, Mikil's expression became more and more determined.

Now that you have chosen a dead end, you must die generously and generously, and you must be open-minded and calm when you know it is death.

This kind of open-mindedness is very precious, and it shows a person's character invisibly.

Then came the [-] Snow Dragon Riders led by Garadi. They swept the sand and rushed towards Mikil. Burst.

The sharp arrows and crossbow bolts are quite weak in front of the heavy armor.

Except for a few arrows that played the expected role, the rest, not surprisingly, jingled on the silver-white cavalry armor stomach, and then fell powerlessly.

Mikil's face darkened, and he was quite speechless about the defensive power of the Galady army. Although there were only [-] cavalry in the first round, Mikil, who was holding [-] elite soldiers, felt quite uncomfortable. tricky.

On the one hand, the natural deterrent force of the cavalry against the infantry, on the other hand, the continuous rounds of long-range strikes did not have the expected effect, which made Mikil quite discouraged.

"Bow and crossbowmen, draw your bow and crossbow, draw your sword, kill!"

Seeing that the cavalry led by Garadi had arrived in front of him, Mikil let out a muffled grunt, and issued an order to change weapons to a thousand crossbowmen.

At the same time, Mikil led a thousand light infantry to encircle and encircle from both sides, and charged towards the Snow Dragon Cavalry.

Brook shouted, and the eight hundred snow dragon riders immediately divided into three waves, and under the leadership of their respective leaders, they charged towards the enemy troops on the left, right and center.

On the first day of contact, the two thousand Wobei Fortress defenders and the eight hundred Snow Dragon Riders set off a bloody frenzy.

The Snow Dragon Riders had the advantage in units, and at the beginning they relied on the impact of the horses running, which indeed brought huge losses to the enemy.

However, as the battle situation tended to stabilize, the advantage of the Snow Dragon Cavalry began to gradually weaken. In addition, what Mikkel led was not a group of useless mobs.

These are the defenders of the Wobei Fortress, the real regular army of the kingdom. Now in such a decadent situation, their combat power is limited.

Otherwise, relying on the [-] elite Xuelong riders, it is obviously difficult to contain the regular army of the [-] kingdoms in front of them.

Brook watched the snow dragon cavalry cavalry being wounded and fell to the ground one by one, his eyes were red.

The Snow Dragon Cavalry had been severely injured, and the eight hundred cavalry now belonged to the Snow Dragon Cavalry. Brook cherished the remaining army extremely, and his expression and gaze became more anxious and irritable.

Brook wished he could grow a few more hands, so that he could use a few more swords to kill the enemy.

Brook's eyes stopped on an enemy general wearing black chain armor not far away.

If he remembered correctly, when the army of Wobe Fortress launched a siege battle against Garadi City, it was the black-armored general in front of him who commanded it.

Being able to mobilize the thousands of defenders of Wobe Fortress, even if he is not the chief general of Wobe Fortress, Viscount Carroll, must be a famous person.

If these people can be captured, it will have a crucial impact on the immediate battle.

Seeing the enemy's large army running farther and farther, Brook also became anxious. The task of chasing and entangled the enemy's large army was entrusted to him by the Lord, and he must complete this task with quality!

He couldn't be trapped by the army in front of him. Although the army in front of him was equally powerful, it could be seen that it was the elite of the enemy army, but it was not the main force of the enemy army.

It must be the dead army left behind.

The so-called dead army is the kind of army that has almost no hope of survival. It usually occurs in small groups of troops that need to cover the retreat of large troops.

They have to deal with the ensuing ten times, a hundred times the enemy's invasion, to a certain extent, it can be said that it is no different from complete annihilation.

The army in front of them is obviously the dead army used to break the rear. Their existence is only to buy enough time for the withdrawal of the large army. For this task, they can even annihilate the entire army.

Of course, when they took over this mission, they had already made up their minds to die. After all, the so-called lucky ones were still a minority, and most of them should be buried in this remote sandy soil, completely unknown.

Killing him, killing him will end this ridiculous death army plan, and then catch up with the enemy's large army and complete the task assigned by the Lord.

This idea kept flashing in Brook's mind, and at the same time, he was deliberately attacking and killing Mikkel.

The strength of Brook's fifth-level fighter is still very strong in this small-scale battlefield. Gradually, he got his wish and got close to the enemy's black armor general who calmly commanded the battle.

Under Brook's smirk, he swung the saber in his hand, and with the help of Xueluoma's super impact, he planned to kill the enemy's black-armored general directly while he didn't care.

Just when the saber in his hand was about to draw blood on the neck of the black-armored general, the black-armored general who had been paying attention to the battle in front of him suddenly turned around quickly, and raised the tightly held knight sword in his hand expressionlessly. , take advantage of it to block it.

boom!
A knife and a sword sparked in the empty air. With the help of the inertial force from top to bottom, Brook began to slowly press Mikil, trying to kill him with a single blow.

Just as the saber in Brook's hand gradually moved down to Mikil's neck under his urging, suddenly Mikil's eyes covered by the black mask flickered with a frenzy of fire.

He pulled out the suppressed knight sword, let the saber cut off a piece of bloody shoulder meat fiercely on his shoulder, then held the knight sword in his uninjured right hand, and stabbed it fiercely at Brook's heart .

The frantic battle started at that moment, and ended at that moment.

Brook leaned on the bleeding chest and fell on the Xueluo horse with a relaxed expression, while Mikil directly picked up the shaved piece of shoulder meat, then put it directly into his mouth and began to chew vigorously.
(End of this chapter)