Chapter 106 The Wrath of the Kingdom

An Exeter light infantry clasped the hammer in his hand, with a steady breath, rhythmically tapping the thick wood shield of his left hand, and following the footsteps of his teammates in front.

As one of the more than a dozen combat captains under the Leroc Brigade, he was in his early thirties and was not the first to go to the battlefield.

Men in the North, whether they are farmers, hunters, craftsmen or cowards, are born to fight the sword - sometimes even women.

Spending blood on the battlefield, and dying with the most powerful enemies, how surviving, how happy, how glorious the survivors succumbed to the victory of the wine.

Every time he wields a hammer and feels the bone crack in the enemy, he makes him more excited and excited.

For example, now the 30-year-old combat captain happily squats, stepping forward to keep up with his companions, and knocking the hammer into a star-studded star.

He roared and pulled out the hammer, and blood sprayed on his face.

The next moment, the combat captain did not hesitate to pounce on the star-studded person in front.

But they - this group of stars is really hard, he thought so, swept the shield and smashed his opponent.

This level of casualties, for the general army, has long since the morale collapsed, and fled.

Unless they are elite.

Unless they have an equally competent commander.

The combat captain swiftly and skillfully flashed a fierce spur of the opponent, and the sword passed over his right forehead.

"Hey, you are a veteran."

The combat captain laughed loudly and hammered the enemy back.

"Squeaky - 砰 - click!"

A hoof and the sound of the collision, as well as the sound of the sword and the armor, came from the side.

A thick and fierce male voice was uploaded from the horse: "...we go to Lombard!"

The stars who had been defensively defended had a spirit of enthusiasm, shouted and took a step, followed the knight who was fighting immediately, and rushed to the Exeter.

The captain of the battle looks awkward: they have to break through.

Just why is it to the north?

Although the encirclement of the north side is indeed weaker than the side of the Broken Dragon fortress...but even if it breaks through, it is also the military camp of Dagong and other more elite troops, isn't it?

And... the knight who rushed out of the battle?

It was a murderous man, wielding a powerful sword vigorously, with a skull flashing between his sword and his flesh and blood, and his horses smashing and flying.

There is a child tied to his back, a silver-black big bow...

and many more!

The captain of the combat captain shrank.

That is... what about the bow?

Next second.

"he!"

"It's him!"

Exeter's infantry combat captain screamed wildly, as if he had found the richest spoils, no matter the gasping veterans in front of him.

He grinds his teeth in excitement and rushes to the horse without hesitation.

The combat captain violently violently:

"The wrath of the kingdom!"

Many of the Exeters were shocked and turned to the man who was on the horse.

The combat captain lifted the shield too far, defending the man's big sword, and the hammer on his hand went to the horse's belly.

But the big sword did not come as expected, and then was opened by his shield.

Instead, he trembled in the man's hand and slammed it down.

The combat captain only felt that his right collarbone was cold and the pain came.

The horse passed over the side, and his knees were soft and blood poured from his shoulders.

But he still struggled to send the weapons in his hand.

The hammer hammered across the horse's belly and pulled a wound on the already scarred horse.

The horse screamed and fell with him in front of him.

Oh, at least... I stopped the mount of the wrath of the kingdom.

The combat captain tried hard.

The shield disengaged, the combat captain licked the **** wound on his shoulder, felt the pain deep into the lungs, tried to lift the hammer, and wanted to squat to the man who got up from the ground and the boy behind him.

Then, my last blow... killed the wrath of the kingdom... he thought.

But this thought just appeared, a petite figure wearing a cloak came back from behind, the scimitar slammed and cut his right hand holding the hammer.

"what!"

The combat captain was not willing to scream.

The next second, Jennard, who came from behind, smashed his head.

“Yes,” said Jenad, breathing on the body: “I am a veteran.”

The soldiers of the Angry Guards rushed one by one, slamming the enemies on the road and struggling to grab the side of Arak Mu.

Putilai and others were able to follow Arakah at this time.

The battlefield became confused because of the breakout of the stars.

"The wrath of the kingdom! He is here!" Many of the soldiers of Exeter were excited to drink, and the news spread quickly on the battlefield.

In front, side, and back, countless Exeters, like sharks that smell blood, screamed at the bag.

“Really?” Wahiya in the back was dissatisfied: “He is like a target! He still carries His Royal Highness!”

"Don't doubt your commander!" Puttier also fell from the horse immediately. He hurriedly marched in the triangle formation of the soldiers' assault: "At least believe in the reputation of the wrath of the kingdom - His Royal Highness is the most on his side." safe!"

Tyres nervously squatted on the back of Arak, and resisted the vertigo that had just fallen from the horse: "What now?"

Araka coldly held the sword in both hands, opened a light armor on the left side of the enemy, and let the other person lie on the ground and mourn.

He looked at the iron fist flag that couldn't be seen, and looked at the fan-shaped area in front of him. There were countless enemies surrounded by the surging, cold channel: "The mount can only take us here."

"The impact of the formation!" Arakah shouted, shocked, and his tales clearly felt that Alaka's heart beats faster, his body begins to heat up, his muscles swell, and he trembles regularly and rhythmically. .

It is like a predatory beast that is ready to be hunted.

He immediately realized... This is the end of Arakah's power - in his vision, Arak is like a raging volcano, and the interior is constantly screaming with boring and terrifying explosions.

Araka clenched his teeth, holding a sword in his right hand, holding the holster on the ridge of his sword in his left hand, dragging his weapon behind him and rushing to the enemies in front of him.

The only remaining soldiers of the Guards Guardian's conditional reflexes generally follow his sides, following their commanders, and rushing to the opponent without hesitation.

The Arak is at the forefront, like the tip of the wedge.

The top five soldiers at the same time whistled to him at the same time, three came to the chest, and the two attacked.

The next moment, Araka burst into an angry snoring from his throat, his hind legs squatting on the ground, stooping down and rushing into the range of the rifle!

The tied Tiles shrank his head as close as possible to the shoulders of Arak, so he felt that at least three soldiers had screamed across the head.

Araca violently drinks, the arms and arms are arrogant, and the intensity of the explosion is transmitted. The huge two-handed sword fiercely draws out, bringing out a **** arc in the air!

"Hey..."

The three soldiers, with three small arms, were out of the master's control and unable to fall from the air.

Blood splashed on Taylor's forehead, causing him to frown.

Is it so **** every time?

Arakari ignored the attacking blade, and slammed into the arms of the infantry with his right hand in front of him, and knocked him down with an elbow.

The anger guards on both sides were only one position slower than Arak, and they also screamed and slammed the enemy before the two squadrons that Arak had missed him.

The Guard soldiers on the left successfully stabbed the sword into the lower abdomen of the opponent, and pushed the opponent who was sorely screaming. He could not attend the result and continued to follow the Alaka assault to the second row of enemies.

The Guards on the right side were unfortunately slashed into the shoulder blades, but he still rushed forward and threw the enemy to the ground. The other soldier did not look at the two men who smashed across the ground to complement the cone-shaped impact formation. , move forward again.

In more than a second, as the most advanced of the formation, the fierce Arak was suddenly in front of a position, breaking through the first row of enemies.

His speed is not diminished and he continues to advance.

But within his close range, the oncoming team consisted of five experienced veterans, three with a shield and two knives, staring at Arak for vigilance.

"The wrath of the kingdom," said one in the middle: "You can't go... Hey!"

When his words were not finished, Arak was violently stabbed out and stabbed him into his shield. Under the momentum of terrible strength and impact, the sword stood out from the other side and fell into the enemy's chest.

But Jianfeng was stuck in the shield and the sternum.

The enemy screamed and struggled to fix the big sword of Arak, trying to get the three people around him to take his life before he died.

An axe blade is the first to roar!

Alaka didn't hesitate, he waved his left fist in a frenzy, and slammed the center of the sword with a terrible force!

With a bang, the big sword broke!

Alaka slammed forward, slamming the second shield veteran with one foot, then waving his left wrist, rubbing it on the side of the axe blade, and pulling the axe blade off his head.

Under the stunned eyes of the enemy, the axe slid over Arak's left arm and took away a piece of flesh.

The broken blade in Arak's hand pierced his neck before the axe responded.

The last two enemies roared and attacked Arak, but the latter did not look at them, but continued to strike forward!

Just like the one behind, the two sides of the anger guards rushed to the ground, for the wrath of the kingdom to take away the threat of the remaining two, this time the people on both sides are unlucky, both lost their lives, but the follow-up Guard soldiers Still rushing to the top, keeping the formation intact and the safety of the Arak side.

Taylors suddenly understood what.

They, the Sword Shields of the Rage Guard, are covering the flank of Arak with their lives, allowing the latter to undisturbed and focus on the enemies of the front and the center, maximizing the terrible impact that he can't stop.

More than two seconds, Arak broke through the second row.

The next batch of enemies will be ushered in front of you.

The current two enemies are armed with spears, and the spears point to the heart of Arak, and make up their minds, no matter how Araka is protruding, they must be forced to retreat by the movement of the spear.

The other three were tightly covering their sides.

But Arak did not give them this opportunity.

Just listen to him screaming, the end of the volatility of the volatility surged into the right arm, like a volcanic eruption, violently throwing a broken blade on the hand!

The whistling of death lasted for a fraction of a second, and the tip of the flesh and blood was stuck in the face of the first spear.

He trembled fiercely, pointing his hand at Arak's spear and falling weakly.

"No! Brother!" Another lancer on his side screamed fiercely.

Arakah's face was stunned. His hands slid into the front of the falling spear, and he took the opportunity to pull out the spear.

The power of the end broke out again with the spurs of the spurs, and another mad sly spearman was hit by a siege hammer-like force and hit the chest in a sullen manner, and the snoring stopped.

The spear was reclaimed in the hands of Arak, and then the latter was used as a stick. In the big force wielding, the smashing smashed to the bottom of the remaining three!

Araka turned his finger at the face, stabbed one of the three people who fell to the ground, and then continued to rush forward without returning.

The guards on both sides followed up again and solved the remaining two by the way.

"How long can you sustain such an impact?" Taylor looked at the dense enemy in front of him, looked at the iron fist flag in the distance, calculated the time and distance in his heart, and asked at Arak.

"Long enough." Araka screamed and rushed to an enemy with a sword: "As long as my guard is still there."

Five seconds, Arak broke through the third row.

In Tyre's stunned look, Araka steadily cast a spear and stabbed one's thigh.

The wrath of the unarmed kingdom strove forward, flashing a sword strike, but leaving a wound on the right arm.

The soldiers of the Guards rushed again and used the courage and sacrifice to solve the enemies on both sides.

In the raging roar, an axe blade broke through the wind, and the wrath of the kingdom did not look at the two steps. He grabbed the spear shot and dragged the enemy who was holding his thighs, and swiftly turned back. , use the spear bar to block the cut axe blade.

"Hey!" The spear broke, and the Arak was as early as expected. He held the broken lance, a spin, and a spear slammed on the nose of the axe!

The axeman suffocated his eyes and closed his eyes. The kingdom's anger broke the spear and accurately grasped the axe handle between the two sides of the axe and pulled him toward himself. Then Arak, a chilly, fierce head squatting on his opponent's injured nose, grabbed his axe at the other side of the dizzy face.

Araca crossed him and continued to assault the enemy with his thigh pierced by a spear.

Eight seconds, Arak broke through the fourth row of enemies, and the guards died.

In eleven seconds, Arak cut the heads of the two with an axe and broke through the fifth row. The two guards died.

Sixteen seconds, this time came two chain armor infants who were obviously officers. Arak's axe cut off a shield, and it took some time to finally win a short sword and stab the two officers without protection. Eyes and throat, breaking through the sixth row.

In nineteen seconds, Arak easily flew a sword to pierce a person's customary hand, then used the enemy as a shield, stuck the two's axe, twisted their necks, and used one of the axes to cut the fourth man's chest. The seventh row broke through and the guards died.

Tyres stared at it all, watching the bare-handed Arak, using the brave and violent momentum and instinctive fighting skills to **** the enemy's blade and break through the interception of countless opponents.

Is this what is the "the Cavaliers do not die in the hands"?

Under the impact of the wrath of the kingdom, Exeter's light infantry front was like a thin piece of paper, and he was quickly penetrated by the speed of training running.

"Hell, he won't be tired," Waki, a panting, behind her, sorrowed the enemy's throat and looked at the shock of Arak in amazement: "We ran all the way, never stopped!"

"Have you heard his nickname for the first time?" Putilla snorted.

Edda on one side just pouted: This guy, in the face of multiple enemies, multiple strikes, is smoother than five years ago.

In a few minutes, they have broken through more than twenty rows of enemies.

But the anger guards on both sides are still continually sacrificing.

Tyres was worried to realize that Arak's teeth were getting tighter and tighter.

His breathing is getting more and more urgent.

How long can his strength...

Arak was cold-faced, and the nail in his hand was nailed into the face of his original owner, pushing the screaming enemy and slamming into the next person.

It was an officer, with a complete armor and a scary double-sided axe in his hand.

He is clamoring for something.

It seems to be a commander - Tyres listens to the other's command and frowns.

The wrath of the kingdom is a legend.

The soldiers of Exeter have heard of his name - and the battlefield legend about him.

The terrible man contained the anger of the whole star.

No one has ever resisted the impact he initiated.

At least as Mamen Leroc, the commander of the Leroc Light Infantry Brigade, heard this.

Until he also witnessed this point today.

Li Rooke - The 6-foot-and-a-south man of the Northland frowned deeply. He watched as his own team was penetrated by the other side as if they were in the unmanned, and they rubbed their double-sided axe. He rubbed his teeth and eagerly looked at the Arak in front.

With the super-strength of Li Rooke, he could have been a combat captain with a heavy armor, but those **** heavy armor were too expensive, and... he preferred to be a commander.

Many warriors who have lost their eyes will lose their minds, leaving only madness, neglect of defense, and little wisdom.

But he will not, Li Rooke knows that the truth of the battlefield is not killing, but is alive.

Li Rooke took a deep breath. He looked at the Arak, who came to the breakthrough. He looked at the tales behind him and looked at the guards on both sides of him, showing a chuckle.

I found your weakness.

The wrath of the kingdom.

Eleven holidays, however, No. 2, No. 4, No. 5, I have to take four days of classes...nnd.

PS "Baker Hengqiang" is my starting point trumpet!

(End of this chapter)