"Enemy attack!"

The first to spot the Chenxing in the darkness of the night was not the vanguard search cavalry, but the demon owl who commanded the non-commissioned officers who followed the musketeers, and because he did not trust the cavalry, he personally carried out the front guard. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

After confirming the situation through the owl's field of vision, he immediately opened his mouth and ordered his musketeers to reload immediately. Because on a normal march, musketeers are generally unloaded.

However, the next moment the image from the demon's vision made it impossible for him to make a sound.

One of the two people who were rushing this way felt a sudden flower, and then rushed towards the rear as if teleporting through the knight in front, and just when the non-commissioned officer wondered how the guy had used to ignore the cavalry's obstruction, he couldn't believe what his eyes had happened.

A touch of bright red appeared, and the few cavalrymen in front of them flew up, as if they were cut off by an invisible blade, and the knight who fell off the horse and only had his upper body left before he could even react, and after falling to the ground for a moment, he realized what was happening, but they could do nothing but let out a few wails before dying.

Although they were all wearing hard armor, they didn't seem to be much better than light paper in front of that person.

[What's the situation?...... that person]

Just before the non-commissioned officer came back to his senses, a scarlet light appeared in front of him, and at that moment, a cool air rose from behind him, and the hairs on his body stood on end, and he suddenly subconsciously reached out and touched the wand pinned to his waist.

This is also his last move.

“――――――！”

Like the sound of a watermelon being smashed, Chenxing retracted his brain-stained right hand expressionlessly, didn't even look at the corpse in front of him, and went straight to his next target.

At this moment, the talented people also came into contact with the enemy army, although it was not as fast as Chenxing's super speed, but in this world, no one could keep up with the outbreak of Tsunade Daruf.

The talented man jumped, spanned a distance of more than ten meters, and jumped directly into the enemy soldiers, and the mark on his left hand, with the sharp vibration of his inner emotions, suddenly bloomed with dazzling light.

With the sword in both hands, the man bowed down, and with a swing from right to left in his hand, with his movements, an extremely strong air flow surged out from around him, and roared in a circle to the soldiers in all directions, bringing up a cloud of flying dust, and the soldiers around him suddenly felt as if they were hit head-on by a triangular 'air hammer', and they were immediately shocked and flew away.

[Air Slash (Elementary): Wield the blade in your hand to bring up a powerful air current, and shock all the surrounding targets with a strength value less than your own]

The air flow dissipated, and the magic knights in the distance waved their wands and kept throwing magic at the talented people, because of the people who had just used the air flow to slash the people around them, causing no one next to the talented people, and they didn't have to worry about accidental injury.

Wind blades, ice spears, and fireballs flew towards the talented people one after another, but under the power of Gundaruff, the flight trajectory of these magic was clearly seen by the talented people, and Drew Linger swung it out, taking these magic one by one, and all the magic that came into contact with this big sword was absorbed by it.

A non-commissioned officer ordered the soldiers to disperse, but his action also made the talent notice him, and at the moment he gave the order, he felt a gust of wind pass by, and where the wind reached, the magic wand was cut off, and he was kicked in the stomach, and in the sharp pain, he knew that his ribs were probably broken, and the pain was so painful that he couldn't even make a sound, and he fainted immediately.

Drew Linger asked the talented man who continued to rush forward.

"Why don't you kill them?"

The genius replied briefly, "I don't want to kill." ”

"Why?"

"I hate killing for the sake of war. ”

Drew Linger listened and let out a long sigh.

"Partner, you're like this...... Not really. ”

Talented people also understand that they are a little naïve, this is a battlefield, a rapidly changing battlefield, even if they don't kill people, but they can't expect the enemy to do the same to themselves.

However, in his mind, the words of Mr. Gruberu, as well as the contents of the letter he left for him after his death, made it impossible for him to kill the enemy so easily.

“…… I'll try not to kill anyone," said after a moment of silence.

Hearing this, Drew Linger also knew that this was the bottom line of talents, and he didn't say anything, and suddenly said loudly: "Partner!

The talented person was shocked, just when he was talking to Drew Linger just now, a magic knight cast a triangular level magic, it was a one-person high fireball, before it got close, a scorching wave of air had already paved the surface, and at this time, the talented man's knife split a wind blade flying next to him, and it was just when the old force was gone, and the new force was not born.

Just as the fireball was about to hit Cairen, a vermilion cross-shaped pattern appeared in front of Cairen out of thin air, and the menacing large fireball melted away like a snowflake hitting a volcano the moment it hit the pattern.

"Are you alright?"

Chenxing, who had been paying attention to the situation on the Cairen's side, immediately took action to eat the fireball after discovering the situation of the Cairen.

"It's okay, thank you, Chenxing," the cairen said with some surprise.

Hearing this, Chenxing looked at those magic knights, the red light in his eyes was great, and the next moment, he disappeared in place and appeared beside those magic knights.

"Phew!"

At the moment when Chenxing appeared, those magic knights were directly split into two halves as if they had been neatly slashed by a huge blade.

The captain of the knights, who was riding on the phantom beast Manticor, kicked the phantom beast he was riding, and was about to rush forward, but in the next moment, he felt that it was dark in front of him, and a big hand grabbed his head and lifted it from the phantom beast, and then threw it at the surrounding cavalry, and suddenly a group of people scattered like pins hit by a bowling ball.

The magician commander who commanded the tassel spear team was about to lay down a tassel spear array, trying to surround this seemingly weak enemy, but the talent jumped and easily jumped over the tassel array, and in turn hit the captain in the head with his sword, knocking him to the ground.

The commander of the archer team gave an order, and countless arrows immediately shot at the talented people, who waved the big sword in their hands in a hurry, blocked the arrows one by one, and took advantage of the moment when the arrow rain was a little sparse, and immediately broke away with his agile speed, and drilled into the crowd, so that the archers did not dare to shoot easily.

The confusion in the vanguard became more and more serious, and General Hawkins couldn't help frowning when he heard the report that had been conveyed, and the information he had gathered was a mixture of truth and falsehood.

Some say that the enemy is alone.

Some say that the enemy is a powerful magician.

Some say that it is a force composed of dozens of horsemen.

Some say that it is a magic warrior of the goblin clan.

Some say that it is a unit of the goblin clan, and so on, and so on, and so on.

Hawkins took a deep breath and asked as he looked at a man in a black cloak next to him.

"Sir, may you take a look?"

The black-cloaked man nodded, and a black mist poured out of his hand, and the black mist formed a ring in front of the two, and then an image appeared from it, and looking at the constantly shaking appearance, it should be the sight of someone on the battlefield, it should be a commander.

As the video played, Hawkins' face became more and more solemn, and he could see that there were only two enemies, but they were both extremely powerful existences.

One of them is as fast as the wind, as powerful as fire, as unwavering as earth, and as improvisable as water.

And the other person, if I have to describe it, is only two words.

Monster.

At this moment, the image in the ring suddenly went black, and then quietly shattered.

Hawkins understood that this meant that the commander who shared the line of sight was dead.

Taking a deep breath, the battle-hardened Hawkins knew that if he continued like this, he feared that his troops would fall into disarray, causing the march to be greatly delayed, allowing large enemy forces to escape

Hawkins even saw in the picture just now that some of the vanguard troops had fallen into extreme confusion and began to fight their own people.

[Two people dragged down an army of 70,000, really...... Horror, in words that have long since disappeared from history, they can already afford to be called heroes.

Thinking of this, Hawkins' eyes flickered for a moment, and then he said to the black-cloaked man beside him, "Sir, please make a move." ”

The black-cloaked man nodded, and said with a smile.

"Leave it to me. ”