"The gods are above, this is the real warrior!"

Seeing the last barbarian warrior and the two Ajax masters under the city die together, the officers of the Shuangqi City garrison at the head of the city all admired and sighed with admiration, and their hearts were full of blood, but they felt that it was a pity that such fifteen iron-blooded warriors died in the opponent's endless sea of tactics, in fact, if used properly, these warriors could have played a greater role.

Sun Fei did not have any emotional changes because of the death of these fifteen barbarian warriors.

He took out the **** again, pulled out the longbow, and kept shooting arrows.

Below the city, one Ajax warrior after another was crucified to the ground.

These warriors are the elite of the Ajax Sky Killing Battalion.

Although they were mixed in the ordinary soldiers, but under Sun Fei's qi induction, they were as conspicuous as torches in the night, Sun Fei shot out one arrow at a time, and in an instant, thirty or forty masters were nailed alive under the city, Fair's love for Clara was the first to die under the arrow, and later, feeling the threat of death, the masters of the Heavenly Killing Battalion, known as the elite of the Ajax army, retreated one after another......

Now Sun Fei, although he has experienced a lot, and some big aspects can be grasped, but in terms of grasping the details of the battlefield, there is a huge gap with those officers who have really experienced the baptism of war, so after the battle is really launched, Sun Fei handed over the control of the situation to the officers of the Shuangqi City garrison, and he is just sitting under the enemy tower at the West City Gate, while killing the masters of the opponent's army, and at the same time helping some of his own soldiers who have fallen into danger at any time.

At this time, the officers of the garrison and the thirty saints had already participated in the battle for the city wall, leading the soldiers and the enemy to fight repeatedly on the kilometer-long city wall.

As for the divination deaths of fifteen barbarian warriors, Sun Fei did not have any huge fluctuations in his heart.

Because the death of these warriors in the real world does not mean that they are truly dead, as long as he wants, Sun Fei can still summon them from the dark world to continue to participate in the battle, which is almost like Sun Fei can resurrect them at any time - of course, this 'resurrection' is not unlimited, judging from the information told by the mysterious cold voice in his mind, summoning barbarian warriors three times a day is Sun Fei's current summoning limit.

As long as Sun Fei was willing, he could now re-summon the fifteen barbarian warriors who had died in the previous battle.

He had two more summons today.

But Sun Fei didn't do that.

Because His Majesty had suddenly mastered some more appropriate methods for the use of these fifteen barbarian warriors, he found that he seemed to be able to give orders to these barbarian warriors by his mind to make them attack at the target of his choice, so that the role of the barbarian warriors should be greatly enhanced.

He was thinking about how he could make the fifteen barbarian warriors play the role of the fullest, rather than simply charging into battle as he did now.

......

The city wall on the north side of the Twin Flags City.

Since the Ajax army mainly attacked the east and west gates, the pressure here was relatively much lower, and the two armies fired bows and arrows at each other across the walls, and five or six siege ladders did not pose much threat to the defenders on the walls.

In the middle of the northern city wall, a dozen nobles in ornate armor and cloaks were gathering to discuss something.

"This new theater commander is obviously a ruthless character, and he clearly wants to be our enemy, how can this be good?"

"Hmph, a small vassal king, once in power, dares to ride on our heads and act arbitrarily, can the Imperial Military Department and the Knight Hall let him do whatever he wants?"

"Knight Palace?hehe, five of the ten ruling knights of the Knight Hall were all defeated in the hands of King Chambord, and the chief knight Akinfeev is said to be impressed by King Chambord and has a lot of intentions to defend him, what can the Knight Hall do with him?"

"That is, since the Imperial Military Department has chosen to appoint him as the first commander of the Ajax Theater of Operations, this is already very revealing!"

"What do you mean...... Is the Empire going to do something to us? Won't it?"

The aristocrats, large and small, no longer have the arrogance on their faces, one by one, their faces are panicked, and they are talking nonsense, but they can't come to any useful conclusions, before that, they can do whatever they want in the Double Banner City, the sky is high and the emperor is far away, even if it is the bigwigs of the empire, they can't control them, but now, this kind of carefree days are coming to an end, Chambord King Alexander, this young but ruthless figure is like a majestic mountain pressing on the hearts of the nobles, as long as you think about what happened today, everyone will be shocked。

"Don't shut me up. Perhaps distraught by the noise, the fat man, who had been sitting behind the only beech table in the hut of the enemy tower, slapped the table and roared angrily.

Suddenly, there was silence in the entire enemy hut, and the nobles, large and small, honestly closed their mouths and looked at the fat man.

This is a very fat fellow, about forty years old, his overly bloated figure sits on a big beech chair like a mountain of meat pressed down, the largest special silver armor is almost overwhelmed by his fat body, the fat chin and the white flesh on the cheeks hang down, like a Shar Pei dog drows down his neck, even the eyes and mouth are about to be drowned in the fat.

The name of this fat man, called Soroyev.

The Lord of the Twin Flags City.

Before Sun Fei arrived, he was the actual controller of Shuangqi City, the real emperor of the soil.

But now? everything has changed.

Soroyev's head was blown up by the quarrel of the nobles in his ears, so he slapped the table to stop the argument that had lasted for almost half an hour since more than twenty minutes ago, but when the nobles looked at him with inquiring eyes, Soroyev could only wave his hands irritably, but he could not come up with any ideas.

It was the first time he had encountered such a dilemma.

After two temptations, Soroyev had already felt the hidden crisis, it was an undisguised murderous opportunity, he felt like a lamb quietly targeted by a terrifying beast, and if he took any wrong step, he was in danger of being torn to pieces by the beast at any time.

How long has it been since you felt this danger?

Encountering such an unreasonable opponent as Chambord King Alexander, Soroyev felt exhausted.

The strong of the Azeroth continent are respected, in terms of power, King Chambord is now also a second-class hereditary nobleman of the empire, and he is also the first commander of the justifiable theater of war, in terms of strength, Alexander can enter and exit the army of 10,000 people as calmly as walking on the ground, and he is beyond the reach of a former two-star little warrior in Soroyev.

When his strength and power were not comparable to his opponents, Soroyev found that everything he had relied on in the past had lost its effect.

Like a wild dog on the side of the road and a fat pig in a slaughterhouse, any struggle is pale, and you can only pray for mercy from your opponent, or wait for the butcher's knife to pierce your body in endless torment.

However, if he really gave up, Soroyev was so unwilling.

"For the time being, obey the orders of King Chambord, and if you anger this madman, the consequences will be unimaginable, so you can only paralyze him with a submissive attitude first, and wait until the opportunity comes...... Hey, anything can happen. Soroyev slowly sorted out his thoughts and said word by word: "You can have today's status, not by virtue of fierce fighting, what we need now is patience, I believe that the opportunity will come." ”

Soroyev has a high prestige among the nobles of the Twin Banners - of course, this prestige is built up by ruthlessness, so after he made his decision, the nobles in the enemy hut could only nod their heads in agreement.

"Lord of the City, Carol, Adam, Miller and a dozen other fellows, did not follow Alexander's orders and led troops to come, do you want me to send someone to urge them......" A middle-aged nobleman about forty years old next to the beech wood table thought of something and asked softly.

"Ignore them, wait for the King of Chambord to clean them up. Soroyev stood up tremblingly with the support of the two guards beside him, and said with a sneer: "A few old things who don't know whether to live or die have always been against me, and they just got rid of them with the help of the hand of King Chambord, hehe, those guys are old and confused, and they still want to show off their old seniority......"

At this moment, a burst of cheers like a tsunami suddenly sounded outside the enemy building.

"The Ajax have retreated!!"

"Haha, these damn desert bandits are scared by us!"

"Get out of here, offal, go back to your mother's arms and nurse!"

The cheers of the soldiers for the rest of their lives sounded like a tidal wave, the shouts of killing gradually subsided, and the rapid trumpets and drums sounded between heaven and earth, signaling the temporary end of a fierce battle.

"Well, the Ajax have withdrawn, come with me out and have a look. ”

Soroyev walked like a bouncy ball, but none of the nobles behind him dared to laugh out loud......

"Finally retreated...... almost all of them breathed a sigh of relief, and even though they had just been hiding in the sturdy and heavily protected enemy hut, they still felt their hearts beat, and now they were a little relieved.

Bang!,

Soroyev pulled out a half-meter-long sword from his waist, cut the corpse of an Ajax in front of him into two pieces, rubbed the blood on the sword against his armor, and then simply asked the guards to wipe some blood on his body, tearing some joints of the armor, deliberately leaving a few sword marks, thinking about it, still not at ease, and gritted his teeth and gently pulled a few bloody cuts on his arms and thighs, and then nodded with a full head.

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