Lord Roar

Chapter 237
As the chief gold medalist of the Southern Diocese, Longningt has received strict military training since he was a child, and has a very good combat command mind, especially his battlefield wisdom on the battlefield, which is unmatched in the entire Southern Diocese. Right, but compared with Allen, it pales in comparison.

No wonder I became a passerby. . . .C, as expected, there is still a reason.

Because not long ago, Longningt had already thought that they were in a dead end. When Allen held two shields and shrank back like a turtle, he thought that the children of chaos were just waiting to die.

After all, he was already caught in a dilemma at that time, and he had to become a hedgehog if he rushed out.

As a tortoise on the spot, the shield will be shot through sooner or later.

At that time, they didn't go to capture them with nothing because they had an extravagant hope in their hearts, hoping that reinforcements from the Holy Mountain or other parishes would come out of the portal.

After all, the battle has lasted for nearly a day. The Holy Son is in the southern diocese. It is impossible for the Holy Mountain not to pay attention. After such a long period of loss of contact, the teleportation array has lost its effectiveness. The Holy Mountain should have reacted.

This is also the main reason why Longningt wants to assist Allen in the fight.

It's a pity that Allen is not the kind of person who waits forever for others, and he will not pin his hopes on others, especially on a fool like the thousand-year tree man East. . .Of course, it also includes the illiterate people in the Bloodhoof camp.

The only few with relatively high levels of education, Thackeray, Conslet, Rooney, the old butler Lacey, and the old rascal Doof are not in the camp yet. No, it is estimated that the old rascal Doof should also be illiterate.

Allen suddenly thought that the little old man Fan Di should be able to read and write, but it is estimated that the little old man has never been trusted by the old Zach, so he entrusted the little guy to hand over the letter, and the old Zack may not have shown Fan Di at all. .

It's sad to think about it. There are countless talents in the Bloodhoof Camp, such as a family of dwarves with skillful craftsmen, a family of giants who terminated the battlefield, brave tribal warriors, and human sword instructor Cologne!
What kind of talent do you want?As a result, there are indeed all kinds of talents, the only fly in the ointment is that there is no one who can read.

Allen secretly vowed that if they could escape to heaven by chance this time, not only would they have to learn the common language of the road in the future, but they would also have to be able to write and recognize

Precisely because he did not pin all his hopes on others, with this kind of thinking and original intention, Allen waited, waited for an opportunity, waited for an opportunity to counterattack, even though the countermeasure was successful, he could not rush out of the Beamon army under the city wall encirclement, but one step counts as one step, you can't sit still.

The opportunity really came, so in the blink of an eye, Allen completely changed this situation that was completely unfavorable to him.

Allen could notice that the shooting rhythm of the beast elves had slowed down, and Ronningt could also notice it.

But so what if they realize that there are so many opponents, and under the protection of heavy wolf cavalry, the beast elf keeps firing arrows to suppress them.

That harpy is very smart, at least he is good at arranging troops.

The wolf cavalry with scimitars stood in two square formations, and the gap between the two square formations was exactly the same as the exit area of ​​the corridor. If you want to countercharge, no matter whether you can pass through the rain of arrows and the corridor, the two wolf cavalry phalanxes will block the exit of the corridor.

Both Allen and Longingt knew that although Mourinho was not a bluff, he definitely hoped to capture the Holy Son Orpheus alive.

If it's really like what the harpy said, just ask the harpy to drop a few barrels of fire oil from the air and it's over.

After all, the tower above the promenade is a semi-sealed space, but the square of the statue of the Holy Father is open-air, and the fire is set on both sides. If Allen is still hiding in the promenade, he will either burn to death or choke to death.

Mourinho wouldn't be so stupid that he didn't even think of this, he just had some scruples, didn't he see how the gang of charred temple paladins died?

So Ronningt had no choice but to be a turtle, and even accepted his fate.

But Allen is not Longningt, nor is he a character who sits and waits to die.

In his previous life, Allen dared to run back and forth with tactical actions under machine gun fire and air suppression, not to mention that it is just a rain of arrows now, and those metal arrows are not deadly, as long as they do not hit the vitals or Weak parts such as the head and facial features will not cause much harm to him at all, and don't forget, this guy is still wearing the full body armor of the Bimon Imperial Guard.

Not to mention that Alan's physique and state are already countless times stronger than those in his previous life.

Alan's flying of the shield was not aimless. The flight path of the shield was a straight line, and the rotating shield created a vacuum zone, and Alan's body was close to the ground, and the speed was extremely fast. Next, the speed of the body flying out is almost closely behind the shield.

After the shield was finally shot to the ground by the beast elf archers during the flight, Allen also rushed out of the corridor.

At this time, the two wolf cavalry phalanxes also surrounded each other. They were just one step slower, just one step.

So a large group of wolf cavalry just surrounded Allen instead of blocking the exit of the corridor.

If they block the exit of the corridor, although it will affect the beast elf archers, the beast elf can also shoot upwards to suppress Allen.

It's a pity that the wolf cavalry just surrounded Allen, and the beast elves couldn't easily shoot arrows under the taboo.

The fangs elite wolf cavalry, like Pengart not long ago, thought that the opponent was just a barbarian, at most a relatively brave barbarian, so they made a mistake, and those who belonged to the same wolf cavalry designation as before they came just now Make the same mistake as your hapless companion.

That is to go hand in hand with Allen.

They finally knew why Mourinho told their commanders not to rush into the corridor. At first they were a little disdainful. Although the narrow terrain of the corridor was not suitable for them to cooperate in combat, they also did not believe that any barbarian could resist four Five wolf cavalry attacked at the same time.

After all, the fang wolf cavalry are the elite of the elite, and the scimitars in their hands are made of fine steel, and each of them has great sword skills.

Now they finally understand why Mourinho ordered their commander.

It's a pity that it was too late, they had already followed in the footsteps of their predecessors, and were knocked down by Alan, who was like a duck to water, approaching and hacking.

Many fang wolf cavalry before they died couldn't help but think: Benima said the long corridor, even in such an open place on the city wall, as long as the opponent gets close to them, they can kill half of them.

Seeing that there were fewer and fewer wolf cavalrymen around him, Allen accepted it as soon as he saw it. After all, if he was knocked down by all the wolf cavalrymen, the beast elf archers would have no scruples, and they would shoot him in a short time. Like a hedgehog, although the full body armor of the imperial guards is excellent, it is impossible to withstand dozens of arrows hitting the same position.

So he cast his evil eyes on those long-legged beast elves.

Just like a burly rapist rushing into the women's bathhouse, Allen, like a humanoid tank, held up his shield and rushed into the formation of beast elves lined up, turning the people hit by these archers on their backs.

Of course, during this period, he would inevitably bump into the breasts and buttocks of those girls.

If it weren't for the situation, Allen would really be reluctant to continue to hit the next goal.

Like the human race, the Beamon orcs always protect the big shots to the end.

Allen, who temporarily solved the crisis of Orpheus and the others and the portal, took a nostalgic glance at the Beast Elf girls who were knocked to the ground, and continued to expand the results without wasting any time. The Elephant Elephant Warrior flashed by again, and put the scimitar on the neck of the old priest.

In just a few breaths, Allen turned from defense to offense, completely turning the situation around.

Looking at the back of Allen laughing wildly, Lang Ningt suddenly had some doubts. If this guy jumped off the city wall, would an army of more than 1 Beamons really be able to trap him?

Facing the beast elf archers who climbed up again and aimed their bows and arrows at him, Allen did not have the fine virtue of respecting the old and loving the young at all. He grabbed the few hairs on the old priest's head with his left hand, and put the scimitar in his right hand. On the neck, a wild laugh said: "Come on, hurt each other, let's see who dies first!"

The rest of the wolf cavalry and the beast elves looked at each other in blank dismay. They knew the identity of the old priest and how important this old priest was to Mourinho, so they didn't dare to act rashly.

Allen thought it was so, since this old guy can summon the portal at will, he is definitely an indispensable figure in the Beamon Legion.

Thinking of this, Allen laughed out loud. Looking at the group of hot beast elves, he suddenly had a bold idea.

If I use the old priest to threaten them to dance a striptease with me, I wonder if these beast elves will give in?
But Allen was just thinking about it. It is estimated that if he really dared to make this request, those beast elf archers would definitely shoot the old priest with him into a hedgehog.

(End of this chapter)