This Cheat Is Too Much

This Cheat Is Too Much Chapter 143

On the main road leading to the King City, a hundred-person squad consisting of Knight professionals was advancing at a moderate pace.

Most of these Knights hurry on the road without saying a word, and even on the way, they can still maintain a relatively tight formation, which seems to be an elite Knight squad.

However, compared to the elites who are worthy of the name, the armor myriad on them seems to have not noticed the importance of uniform dress at all.

Some people wear the standard armor issued by the royal army, some wear refined iron armor painted with the family crest of the Warren family, and more are obtained (robbed) (come) from the Anderson family. Wrought iron Knight armor.

From a distance, these guys with messy armors look like a pure miscellaneous army, but if you look closely, they have a kind of terrifying taste.

At the very front of this squad are a dozen or so blood-red Knights. The iron-grey armor is stained with blood, and the eyes under the helmet are also full of murderous aura. It probably happened before. Short encounters, and effortless annihilation of opponents.

The air around these Knights seemed to be heated, twisting indistinctly.

And the bloodstains on those miscellaneous armors seem to be twisting, as if the enchanting scarlet flames are slowly burning on their armors, a pair of eyes full of killing intent Intimidating.

……

[The Legion under your command has formed an entry level rectangular array (inferior)]

[Morale +2, Attack +1, Defense + 2. The formation strength is 1]

[Due to the influence of Legion's characteristic "runaway horse", morale +5, formation strength -3, command -3]

[Warning, The formation strength is too low and may collapse at any time]

William, who is at the front of the team, smacked his lips helplessly, and supported the helmet on his head.

Forget it, if it collapses, it will collapse. I have only practiced for three months, and it is enough to have this level.

According to the general evaluation level of excellent, good, fair, and bad, the formation ability of these guys can be said to be so bad that they are only better than those (extremely bad) no-name army. A bit.

But the other formations are just as bad. This group of guys with full brains and muscles can learn several basic formations. William is already quite gratified. Anyway, I don't expect them to be able to defend or outflank. Son, as long as the fish scale formation responsible for tackling the fortifications is well trained,

In addition, nearly 30 of the 100 Knights are Second Rank professionals, and they also carry two quite perverted races. characteristic. Coupled with myself, an extra-stellar giant comparable to fourth rank, even if the formation is a little bit worse, this configuration is enough to penetrate the current overwhelming majority opponents.

I can't force this aspect of forming a formation. Long live the sixtieth child. Anyway, it is a waste to have more.

After complaining about the bad formation of [Rage Legion (pseudo)], William opened his panel and took a look. In the special status column, two new temporary entries were added.

[The rage is burning, and the battle strength will continue to increase with the duration of the battle]

[Devil's coercion, it will generate natural oppression force for low-level enemies during battle]

It stands to reason that people who do not have the bloodline of the Berserker Demon should not enjoy the corresponding racial bonus, but the innate talent with a saving throw is so unreasonable.

In front of the unbounded people, the race check is a piece of shit, just skip it and it's over. There is no buff on this world that I can't rub against William.

William, who was in a full state, looked at the faintly discernible Wangcheng in the distance, and thought silently in his heart.

What should I do to avoid the guard posts and take away the Farrell family's crusade?

That's right, inquiring about news is impossible inquiring. In this life, it is impossible to do this kind of tiring work. William's purpose from the very beginning is to directly overthrow the Farrell family's crusade.

Although I promised the queen before I came out that I was just looking for news,

but the enemy was so hidden that it was difficult to determine the exact number, so I had to kill them all, and then it would be fine. Count specific numbers one by one.

As a professional scout, I like to be precise when confirming the enemy's strength, which makes sense?

Soon, [Raging Flame Legion (pseudo)] came to the vicinity of the royal capital and stopped in the jungle about a kilometer away.

William builds a pergola in his hands, squinting his eyes and staring at the dark city in the distance.

Strange, why didn't I see the sentry's torch?

Huh? Why is the palace still on fire! You are so frustrated, Jessica!

......

"The sword and shield come forward to form a circular formation! The others are retreating inward!"

"I've already pulled the flare, and Lord Jessica will definitely come to support! Everyone on the periphery will stand firm for me! If you retreat back and cause the formation to collapse, then everyone will die!"

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The black-armored Knight roared as he waved his sword to meet the werewolf who had been leaked in. It fiercely gnawed at his shoulder blades, and stabbed the werewolf with a backhand sword.

The stench of blood spurted out like a fountain, splashing all over his body.

Pulling out the long sword stuck in the werewolf's ribs with difficulty, Eugene lifted the head with a livid look, and the two maids who lost one's head out of fear were hugging each other, looking horrified. look at him.

Just now, they wanted to rush in to take refuge, causing a gap in the formation, and the werewolf in front of them was leaked in.

"Damn it!"

He cursed with a sullen face, then took a deep breath, and roared at the people running outside the circle: "Don't charge! Don't charge. Everyone will die!"

However, no matter how he yelled and scolded, and even killed two soldiers who tried to rush in, he still couldn't stop the people who kept running to take refuge.

Under the impact of these people, the original tight and tight circle formation was crowded into pieces by these people, and new werewolves were constantly rushing into the defense line. This temporary formation was about to hold up. No longer.

"Eugene, what are the rules for forming a formation?"

A cold questioning voice sounded after itself, and the dissatisfaction in the tone was so strong that it almost overflowed, but The black armored Knight turned around, but his face was full of surprises.

"Lord Jessica!"

Looking at Eugene whose upper body was soaked in blood, Dame's stern expression softened, and he snorted and left him, shouting loudly. : "Everyone obeys! On the battlefield, rush into the formation without authorization, kill!"

Hearing Lord Jessica's order, the sword and shield players around the circle gritted their teeth and waved at the people who came up. The machete in his hand...

Under the deterrence of blood, the circle that was on the verge of collapse finally stabilized, and it was gradually shrinking inward to stabilize. Although there were still occasional screams, but The werewolves on the periphery finally couldn't break in.

Seeing that the defensive circle finally stood up, Eugene could not help but relax, and only then did he notice the severe pain in his shoulder.

"Hey..."

He took a sharp breath of air in pain, but the strong smell of blood made him want to retire. He looked around the situation, Not caring about dressing the wound, he asked Dame anxiously:

"Lord Jessica, we must break through as soon as possible! Those traitors who betrayed the family are now at the gate of the palace, as long as the fire at the gate is extinguished, They will rush in immediately, and their subordinates suggest choosing the corner gate of the palace to break out!"

Dame didn't answer immediately, but closed his eyes slightly and thought about it carefully.

No, the corner gate will not be a way to survive. It is no secret that there are two corner gates in the palace. Leonard impossible does not know, he must have made corresponding preparations.

Just now I was looking at the top of the palace, and the two corner gates didn't even move at all. This is the strangest place. Going to the two corner gates may be even more dangerous.

If possible, she would prefer to try one's luck at the door. After all, just seeing the flag does not mean that there will be so many people there. Maybe the main entrance is the only way to survive.

It's just...

She glanced at the werewolves that were loosely surrounding them, still not choosing to focus their onslaught, sighed very covertly.

Forget it, let's take a step by step. When the entire sentry is wiped out, I seem to be blind, and I don't know the exact location of the enemy at all. Wherever I go, I'm actually betting.

nodded indifferent expression, Jessica said calmly: "Okay, just do as you say!"

After saying that, she looked in the direction of the two corner doors, On the way to the corner gate to the northeast, several collapsed towers were found.

There, should be the location of the original prison?

Dame raised his arm and said with a complicated expression: "If you want to go in the direction, go to the corner gate in the northeast first."

After receiving clear instructions, Eugene's face became anxious. Immediately relieved a lot, he turned around excitedly and shouted at the soldiers all around: "Evolution! Knight is in front of the sword and shield behind, and the front is lost! Immediately break through to the northeast!"

With Eugene's roar, the soldiers gathered from all around formed a simple arrow-shaped formation, and launched a counter-charge towards the werewolves in the northeast direction.

Although the werewolves had an advantage in terms of physical fitness, they didn't seem to be fighting to the death.

 …

Hearing the roars and slaughtering sounds from the front, the open space under the shadow of the tower suddenly swayed, and the air all around fluctuated like water ripples. Ten silhouettes in black robes slowly appeared.

In the front are a man and a woman, both wearing black hoods that look a bit like some hapless Banshee.

The tall man raised his hood, glanced at the soldiers who were rushing towards him, sniffed the increasingly strong smell of blood in the air, and his eyes unconsciously became Orange-yellow animal pupils with vertical slits.

The man turned his deformed face to the side, and said to the woman next to him in a hoarse voice: "Hey, old woman, the person Leonard wants has already appeared, can we do it now? "

"Giggle, no."

A silver bell-like sound rang out, and the woman with the hood chuckled a few times, and then said unquestionably, "If we immediately Go out, and the woman may choose to run away when these people are found to be dead.

So you and I have to wait here, only when these people break through the corner door, we are only one step away from escaping When we go out, that woman can stay and choose to fight with us."

The man didn't answer, but put his hands on his chest and lay down with a grim expression, slightly deformed. The nose and mouth continued to protrude, and clusters of thin white fluff grew on the face.

"I...can't wait...I...don't want to wait..."

The hoarse voice gradually became deeper, and the difference from human beings became bigger and bigger. In a few words, even the roar of wild beast when expressing a threat has been mixed in.

The full moon in the sky suddenly shed a clear light on him. The man's body suddenly swelled several times, and the wide black robe was broken in an instant, revealing the shiny silver hair under the black robe. This tall man suddenly turned into a silver * werewolf nearly three meters tall.

Unlike those gray werewolves who were besieging Jessica, his hair was not only smooth and shiny, but also full of explosive muscles underneath.

At this moment, it slowly turned its head, and a pair of orange-yellow beast pupils stared at the hooded woman, as if she would immediately pounce on her if she refused.

The woman chuckled and took a step back indifferently.

"That's up to you, Mistress of our Klaty family is Lord Leonard's chess friend. Even if the mission fails, I shouldn't die. As for you, how many wolf cubs are you going to pay this time? The dog's life to indulge?"

Under her frigid irony and scorching satire, the silver werewolf swooped forward, and the tragic white bone sharp claws carried a storm, as if to The hooded woman shreds the same.

However, the sharp claw stopped in front of her face and didn't really swing it down.

"I can... endure it for a while, but for this task, I want three hundred... healthy human male children! The top ones are all werewolves, the number of our clansman... It needs to be added!"

"Then I can't control it."

The woman with a clear voice said with a smile: "We demoness can only transform female children, so what are the conditions for you and me? Use?

But I think your idea is actually quite valuable. This time, a lot of scumbags really died. If you don't add it well, the cannon fodder for the next mission will not be enough. I'm done."

The werewolf's eyes gradually turned scarlet, and he growled in a vague and low voice: "Damn! old woman! Give me... a boy! Otherwise... I'll... eat... "

"Let go of that bitch!" A rough voice came from behind the tower.

"I give you a boy!" Along with the shouting, a dancing thing was thrown over and smashed to the ground with a puff.

Harry turned out from the back of the tower, looking at the tall werewolf happily, his face full of excitement.

"I'm so lucky! I actually met a big guy! You look more resistant than those gray guys!"

The werewolf raised his front paws in confusion. , turned the boy who was moaning on the ground over.

What caught the eye was a face that was swollen like a pig's head. Not only did he smell sour from the gravy, but his cheeks were also slicked with oil, and his cheeks were swollen red and swollen, even his eyelids. Almost squeezed out.

So...what the hell is this?