The green and whirling pavement was quickly stained with hot and humid blood, and the screams and shouts echoed under the clear sky, full of anxiety.

"It's still an old acquaintance!"

Downton saw Kramer, the leader of the three regiments who led the Vanguard, was thinking of giving a shot to this guy riding on a tall horse, but thinking about his shooting, he gave up.

A shot of three thousand gold coins, he was not willing to waste.

"Keep your life first!"

Downton released his hand and waved a hammer of sanctions. A shield soldier smashed blood and fell. The shield array had a loophole, but it was quickly replaced by other shield soldiers.

The ogres screamed, they were murderous, their masters took the lead, and there were firebirds flying in the air. In their view, they were undoubtedly the safest battles, so they could not wait to pick up human hair and war money.

"Hold on! Hold on! Support will come soon!"

Despite Kramer's screaming exhaustion, the shields still had a look on their faces, and there was no way out. Sherman's momentum at full speed was too wild.

The average weight of the battle bear is up to five tons, the body is burly, and the body is also covered with heavy armor, just like the steel tank, it is very visually stunning.

The Green Devil is worthy of a hot nightmare from the abyss, seeing the killing as a routine, and not afraid of the blade protruding from the gap of the shield, the sprint of excitement.

"kill!"

As Downton shouted, the ogres roared in unison.

Five golden dragon guns appeared at once, and they raided the two tower shields, directly bombarding them, and waiting for the subsequent mercenaries to make up. Downton lost another warhammer.

"Block it!" Kramer's eyes were red, but it was no use crying again.

Downton killed. Punch in along the gap while bending the upper body. The right arm slammed the Flame Devil's hammer with all his strength.

boom!

The great power of the Vulcan body and the blasting impact of the Flame Demon Hammer directly let the hit shield soldiers fly out like a baseball hit by a home run, and even knocked over a dozen bad luck nearby ghost.

boom! boom! boom!

Downton quickly waved his arms, smashed the hammer, and brought out a residual image, as well as a falling shield soldier.

"kill!"

Watching the master kill the Quartet, the murderer screamed excitedly and rushed into the shield formation along the route he killed.

boom! boom! boom!

Not to mention the bone spurs on War Bear. The running force can't carry the impact force alone, so these guys were out of luck and were all knocked over, either trampled to death or killed.

"Block it!"

As if the flood rushed to the embankment, the rift broke into an instant, and according to his duties, Kramer should plug it with the magician. But looking at the group of heavy riders, his whole body's strength slipped away. In addition to shouting command, he did not dare to go into battle in person.

Downton led the team to kill five shield soldiers and appeared in front of the rioting gunmen. These guys had just been attacked by Firebird. I was in tension, except for some scared stupid standing on the spot where the spear was hurt, and more was hiding away.

"Withdraw!"

Rosicky warned that there was smoke in the distance, which was a sign that the cavalry came to support.

"withdraw!"

Downton shook the reins. Turn around to leave and return along the road. I was going to kill him again, but I didn't expect that the shield soldiers had learned to be clever.

This is actually the most correct way. They can’t stop the cavalry, but it is better to retain their strength. Anyway, when large troops come, these enemies will inevitably retreat.

There was a cavalry squad nearby, but no one dared to chase, and the flamingos who did not see the sky also evacuated with it. At this time, they chased them up and were absolutely burnt to the ground.

When the support team arrived, Downton and his team ran away early.

"What did you say? A team attacked the logistics team?"

Listening to the report by Walnut, Downton was a little surprised, even the gangsters playing the autumn wind would not be stupid enough to provoke the two mercenary regiments.

"Is it your friend?" Rosicky asked, and he wished he could lick his mouth. This question is too stupid. Not to mention Downton is a civilian. Even a nobleman, he is not willing to attack his friends of 20,000 mercenaries. There is, at most, aid points.

Downton rolled his eyes. "Did you see who it is?"

"A group of savages!" Walnut grunted, still angry that Downton didn't make her participate in the war, "I don't want to be a scout, I want to cut people!"

"Savage?" Downton and Rosie looked at each other, but this species was not found in the hilly natives.

"Absolutely a group of savage acridines." Walnut nodded with certainty. "Those guys have totem tattoos on their faces. They can't see it at all. They have brown hair and they are all covered in braids, although they are very strong. , But do not take a shower, it looks like a dirty ghost."

Walnut took a packet of toffee from the sewn purse that Elaine had given her, and the bite was crisp.

"What do their clothes look like?" Rosicky frowned, a little confused, but the barbarians shouldn't be here.

"Without clothes, I wore a pair of briefs. By the way, I also wore a horned helmet. They said what I didn't understand!"

"Is it still carrying the Viking tomahawk with both hands?" Rosicky confirmed when he saw the walnut nod, "Yes, it's a barbarian, and it's an orthodox barbarian from outside the permafrost in the north, but why did they provoke Savage Garden?"

It is said that the barbarians are rude and hot-tempered. In fact, they are not stupid, they just do it beforehand.

"Aren't Arnold coming back?" Jackson froze for a moment and interjected.

"What Arnold?"

"A barbarian I recruited a year ago, but after giving him a sum of money to gather his compatriots, it has been a long time since I have seen him."

Downton thought of a possibility, a little excited.

"Don't give up on sneak attacks, Firebird, Walnut, you go to those barbarians." Rosicky immediately changed his plan. "We can't let the combat power go to waste."

Walnut turned and jumped on the snow falcon, urging it to hurry.

Despite the superiority of aerial reconnaissance, Walnut still found nothing. The vegetation of the Red Mountain Forest is too dense and it is too easy to hide some people.

Rosicky saw this and asked Walnut to continue searching. Then Firebird returned to the front and began frequent harassment.

"These **** guys. Is there anything to do?" The head of the savage slammed the kettle, although the number of casualties was only three hundred, and the loss was not large, but this kind of attack was too annoying, like eating a fly. It's as disgusting as it is.

The morale of the team fell visible to the naked eye. There was no way to do it. I had been passively beaten and replaced who looked like this. It was too stifling.

"Add a scout. Search in waves."

The deputy commander suggested that scouts are technical arms and require a lot of experience to train, but it doesn’t matter, cavalry can also be used. Anyway, it is also a zero hour to give the enemy a kind of oppression.

The scouts spilled out "　". Keep a distance that can be found within three minutes after being attacked by each other.

"Who gave the order? Are you crazy?" Rosickie laughed blankly. "Forget it, since the other party sent us a gift, there is no reason not to accept it."

Downton and his party were dispatched again, this time no longer attacking the regiment, but attacking the scouts. Squad fighting, these scouts are the opponents of the ogres, they want to escape, but the crotch is an ordinary warhorse, and it can run past Sherman. What's more, there is a firebird to help.

So the scouts stared at by Downton were all unlucky, and there was no leftover scum. At the beginning there was scout support nearby, but even if they saw the enemy at the end, they would not dare to go up, let go of the flare and turned and ran.

Snapped!

The head of the savages dropped another kettle. He had no way to deal with this tactic. The other party just bullied him.

Send the Magic Cavalry? Not to mention that it is not easy to find each other, even if it is found, who has ever played a team with firebird escorts?

"Damn, the tactical advantage of a flying super beast is too great."

The hair of the head of the Indians was about to be polished, but there was still no way out.

In order to reduce the damage, they recovered some of the scouts, and sure enough, the other party began to harass the big corps again.

"Forget it, let them fight, the whole army accelerates, and strives to reach Chenwu Town as soon as possible!"

The two heads of command issued the order coincidentally.

"Good strain."

Rosicky saved a sentence, even a temporary scout is a cavalry. At least two or three years are required to fight immediately, but shield soldiers and spearmen can be put into battle for a few months of random practice. There is no way to avoid downsizing. Under the circumstances, they have chosen to retain technical arms.

"Very decisive!"

Downton sighed and would do the same if he changed himself. Only by rushing to Chenwu Town a little earlier and seeking a decisive battle would the loss be reduced.

The team moved again. When passing by a jungle the next day, a group of barbarians suddenly sprang out and surrounded the crowd.

"Leave your mount or you will die."

The headed barbarian was tall and shouted in a half-dried Drunkfu language.

Other companions clamored loudly for the deputy commander, and some guys held **** beast meat in their hands and ate it raw.

The Downton regiment made such frequent attacks that barbarians discovered the team, so they ambushed the road ahead to the town.

"Where is Schwarzenegger, let him out!" Downton flicked the horse belly, and came out more, and replied aloud, "I am Downton in the morning fog town, his friend!"

"What, you are Downton? The leader is a loyal employer?"

The deputy head was dumbfounded, hesitated, and made a gesture to ask the deputy to call the leader.

After waiting for many and a half hours, Arnold appeared from the forest, looking happy, "Where is Downton?"

"Arno, are you okay?"

Downton turned and dismounted~lightnovelpub.net~ Lord... the boss! "

Arnold rushed up with a laugh, he wanted to call his master, but in front of a group of people, he lost his identity and could only change his mouth.

Downton also greeted him, and embraced Arnold's **** scab and the dirt from not taking a bath, and hugged him.

"Not seen in a year, are you okay?"

"Very good, thanks to your money." Arnold lowered his voice. "Master, sorry, I'm taking my compatriots to ask for life, and now represents the face of the barbarian, can't call you master."

"It's ok!"

Downton didn't care about a title, but Arnold was moved. Downton was still as generous and empathetic as before. If he didn't support him, he might have starved to death, or became a slave, in order to please those Nobleman, died in a gladiator. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to the starting point () to vote for recommendation and monthly tickets. Your support is my biggest motivation. Please read it for mobile users.)