Lord Roar

Chapter 583
"This is the demon plane! The territory of the Wing and Lich races!"

"This is near Lixueluo City, which has been turned into ruins!"

"The one who will fight you not far away is the elite army of the demon plane."

"More than 500 years ago, the Burning Legion was their predecessor, and once invaded the plane of your ancestors."

"The demon cavalry is invincible, the demon Tongyou mage is invincible, and the demon plane is invincible. I'm fucking tired of hearing these words!"

"Now, prove to me, prove to the big bosses of the Saint Cassis plane behind you that the demons are not invincible."

"These high-ranking gentlemen don't talk about it, but they are afraid in their hearts. Why don't they fear our Bloodhoof tribe!"

"Tell them who is invincible and who should be feared."

Standing in the strong wind, Allen howled at the top of his voice, and the spit star accompanied the strong wind and blurred the faces of a group of high-ranking Holy See officials.

"Follow me and kill them!" Allen rode on Iron Mountain and rushed out first.

"For the glory of Bloodhoof, for the glory of the chief!" A hundred barbarian warriors followed closely behind!

Menrosa, Beast Emperor Caesar and others were shocked.

"Actively attacking, actually taking the initiative to attack?" Menrosa looked in disbelief.

"Yes, and there is no reserve team, a hundred warriors attack the opponent's cavalry phalanx." Beast Emperor Caesar's face was flushed red, very excited, it seemed that he wanted to copy the guy and followed him.

Looking at a group of barbarian warriors with the appearance of "the strong men are gone and never return", Menrosa was speechless for a while, this behavior was no different from sending him to death.

Rolling a blank look at Caesar, Menrosa thought inwardly: What are you getting so excited about? Sure enough, you are a beastman race with no brains and no evolution, and the Beast Emperor is no exception.

"Did you really take the initiative?" Not only Menrosa and others, but Quick was also a little unbelievable.

A herald riding a flying magic pet landed on the ground and said respectfully: "Yes, patriarch, the surrounding vision is clearly visible, there is no ambush, no reserve team, the closest distance is a group of St. Cassis mainland elves and druids The two tribes are still two thousand yards away. Once these barbarian warriors come into contact with the Grand Knights, they will be surrounded by us within a few breaths and never strangled. Neither the elves nor the druids can provide effective rescue in a short period of time. "

"It is rumored that the Bloodhoof tribe is invincible, and the bearer of the mark of Chaos is also known as the famous general of Saint Cassis Continent, but this, this is simply a mindless approach." Quick was also a little uncertain, no matter how he looked at it. , the behavior of the other party is to die. Is the fighting culture of the San Cassie continent so stupid?

"Patriarch, give the order, revenge for the clansmen of Cook City!"

"Okay, if possible, capture the bearer of the mark of Chaos alive." Quick said with a grin after he buckled down his armor, "Of course, it doesn't matter if there is only one corpse left. His Majesty the Lich King, I'm here to make a deal."

The bloodhoof tribe warriors led by Allen were like stragglers, and they had no formation, and they were riding various beasts, so they rushed straight to the Great Knights of the Most Condemned Legion.

On the other hand, the Great Knights battle group, tens of thousands of knights formed a phalanx, although the speed of advancement was slow, but it carried incomparable power, as if no matter who stood in front of them, they would be shattered.

Moreover, the two wings of this phalanx are a little loose, obviously waiting for the enemy to approach before preparing to quickly encircle them.

Albert's eyes were twitching, and he said anxiously beside Menrosa: "Although the Bloodhoof Tribe often wins battles with less, but every time they fight, they will use battle formations to coordinate tactics, and they still cooperate with multiple arms. Now it's like loose sand. , and all of them are cavalry, what does Alan mean?"

Not to mention that Albert couldn't understand it, and neither could Menrosa. If he wanted to pretend to understand, he couldn't say one, two, three, so he could only nod his head pretending to be profound.

Five hundred yards, three hundred yards, one hundred yards, fifty yards, Allen, who rode first on the giant gray lion "Iron Mountain", finally came into contact with the vanguard cavalry of the Grand Knights.

The barbarian battle ring, four elemental arms, and the sledgehammer, Alan is still the third child. He jumped high from Iron Mountain, and landed on the ground with the sledgehammer.

With a loud shout, Allen, who was wheeling the sledgehammer, spun around like a spinning top, and several winged knights flew out with broken muscles and bones.

As Allen interspersed, the barbarian warriors behind him also rode fierce beasts into the cavalry phalanx of the Winged Knights.

There were too many winged knights, and as the formation changed, the two wings of the phalanx spread out, completely surrounding Allen and the barbarian warriors.

"The bearer of Chaos is indeed as brave as the rumors!" Quick, standing at the back, sighed and said, "It's a pity that it can't be used by my demons."

"This... This is sending them to their deaths!" Beast Emperor Caesar was completely dumbfounded. Only now did he truly believe that Allen really confronted the opponent without any tricks.

Menrosa's heart was probably similar to Beast Emperor Caesar's, and he never thought that such a situation would happen.

Looking at the battlefield, he could only see the winged knights driving their horses back and forth to surround the barbarian warriors. In just a few breaths, there were no barbarian warriors at all, and they were all surrounded. This is a big taboo for military strategists.

Kaka, Conslet and other tribal elders sneered with their arms folded, and did not move at all.

If it weren't for seeing the fearlessness of these people, Menrosa would have wanted to open the teleportation circle to call someone, and there is no such way to send him to death, although he knew that Conslet and others would not be able to look at Allen and the barbarian warriors Going to die, but no matter how you think about breaking your scalp, this is a situation where there are ten deaths and no life.

Looking at the battlefield again, the battle has entered a fever pitch.

Under the leadership of Allen, the tribal fighters gathered together, no longer interspersed with the enemy's formation as in the past, as if to give the opponent a chance to surround themselves.

Allen has a big hammer in his left hand and a steel machete in his right. The four elemental arms are all heavy weapons, just like a battlefield meat grinder.

Relying on the long heavy weapons in their hands, the tribal warriors formed a formation that was not considered a battle formation, and kept moving slowly with Allen. Although the armor on their bodies was enchanted to increase the dual resistance, they still couldn't break out of the encirclement , and it seems that they don't want to rush out of the encirclement, and the range is getting deeper and deeper.

"The barbarians of the San Cassis tribe are equally brave!" Quick nodded and said, "Order the Great Knights, dismount their horses and fight on foot!"

"Patriarch, this will increase casualties." The herald was a little embarrassed.

"Give them a decent way to die. The difference in numbers is too great. If any clansmen are seriously injured, they should be sent to the rear Lich for rescue as soon as possible."

"Yes." The herald flew into the air and waved the flags of different colors a few times.

Following the orders of the commanders at all levels, the winged knights jumped off their horses, and rushed towards the barbarian warriors such as Allen in groups of three or four.

It has to be said that the gap in the number of the two sides is really too big, but it is precisely because Allen and the barbarian fighters get together to narrow the target, the Winged Knights can't give full play to the advantage of the number, and can only keep rushing forward.

Before the number of Winged Knights in the Great Knights War Group was insufficient, most of the other knights were servant knights or knight attendants, and did not have the talent for instant ghost spells.

Either the Winged Knights hold their own identities, or they think their lives are more valuable, but they don't rush directly to contact the barbarian warriors. This also leads to Allen and others still being able to do a job with ease. If it is just a physical attack, there is no need to block it at all. , It’s enough to chop with your arms in turn.

As more and more knight servants and servant knights died in battle, many genuine winged knights couldn't sit still, hiding behind the cannon fodder and began to release single-target instant ghost spells.

Since spells can be cast instantly, their power will definitely not be too great.

The weapons and armor of the tribal warriors were all enchanted, and they were multi-line enchanted, so it was no problem to defend against single spells, at most they were a little messy.

For a quarter of an hour, a full quarter of an hour, as if 1 years had passed, whether it was Menrosa and the others, or Quake and the other senior commanders of the Condemned Legion, the expressions on their faces became more and more strange.

Because there are too many people in the Great Knights, and the barbarian warriors are surrounded, it is not clear what is the situation in the center of the circle.

But the sound of shouting and killing is still there, and the big knights are still surrounding each other, so it also proves that the battle is not over yet.

But it has been a quarter of an hour, a full quarter of an hour, why is it still not over.

It was another quarter of an hour, and the sound of shouting and killing was still there. Quick couldn't sit still, and ordered several heralds to take off to observe.

After a while, the herald returned to Quick, with a look of seeing a ghost on his face, he opened his eyes and said: "Clan... Patriarch, the battle is still going on, no barbarian soldiers were injured, servant knights and knight attendants, No less than a thousand people died in the battle, and, moreover, the Winged Knights, it seems, it seems."

The herald seemed to have no reason for a long time, and Quick shouted: "What does it seem?"

"It seems that there seems to be some fear of fighting!"

"What, fear of war? How is it possible? The Supervising Team will follow me." Quick drew his sword and rode towards the battlefield on his horse.

Looking at the very center of the battlefield, under the feet of Allen and a group of barbarian warriors, there are countless broken limbs and broken arms. Many knights of the Great Knights are shouting and killing, but their bodies are rarely like they were before. .

Because they were afraid, they never thought that these outsiders from the other plane would be so fierce.

None of the condemned legion commanders, including Quick, noticed that the fierce beasts that the soldiers of the Bloodhoof tribe had just under their crotches all ran to their rear.

(End of this chapter)