When the left and right wings of the bandit army sent out ** arrows and magic one after another, the third young master did not show any surprised looks. Of course, there will be no superficial cheers of joy.

He didn't look at the power of the two killer weapons of the bandits, nor did he care about how effective the killer weapons would be in the end, but very nervously set his eyes on the center of the mission.

There was the command center of the troops.

The soldiers of the mission were all dressed in thick armor, and each of them had their faces covered, as if they were carved out of the same mold. Even Tang Feng, the battlefield commander of this battle, was the same.

There were only three exceptions.

They were Arina, Caton and Anthony standing beside Tang Feng.

The third young master still remembered that Anthony had said before that as long as the bandit army did not use an attack force beyond what a normal person could withstand, the princess envoy would not use its high-end combat power.

In the eyes of the third young master, whether it is ** arrows or magic scrolls, their lethality has far exceeded the scope of "normal". If this attracts Caton and Anthony and others to take action, it will be tantamount to adding insult to injury for the bandits who are struggling to support them, and collapse and defeat have become a sure fact. And the back hands of a few big nobles may not have the conditions to show it.

Fortunately, Anthony didn't wear the full-body armor that made the third young master resentful and jealous, otherwise if he couldn't see the young man's expression, the third young master would probably die in a hurry.

Luckily, Anthony just watched quietly, not to mention his hands, and even his expression did not change at all. His eyes were as calm as water, as if he hadn't seen the deadly ** arrows and magic attacks at all.

It seems that the juvenile is very different from his own judgment standards, and such an attack still belongs to the category of "normal" in his eyes.

The third young master breathed a long sigh of relief and put his violently beating heart back into his chest.

But he was stunned for a moment, and soon came to his senses.

What are you thanking for?

According to this statement, it is not a good thing for himself and the nobles!

Because this shows that even ** arrows and magic attacks do not pose a threat to the soldiers of the Mission!

Everything that happened on the field verified the worry in the third young master's heart.

The ** arrow, which is so powerful that even professionals below the Silver Fighter are frightened, has lost its due deterrent power at this moment.

I don't know if it's because a bandit who can't withstand the pressure unequal the order to fire the arrow in advance, causing all the ** hands to shoot the arrow before the enemy enters the best range, and the increased distance greatly reduces the power of the ** arrow. Anyway, the arrow landed on the heavy shield, only striking a hole half an inch deep, and then fell weakly into the dust.

The proportion of shield soldiers in the mission was still a little less, and there were always some warriors who did not receive the protection of their shields and were exposed to arrows.

But the ** arrow does not work because of this, and is even a few points worse than the effect of hitting the shield. In addition to knocking the warrior backwards with violent force, the arrow marks on the armor were not even half an inch.

Seeing this situation, people with a little insight are speechless.

How is this armor forged? The defense is simply against the sky. In terms of material, even those heavy shields can't compare.

In the face of these armors with defensive power beyond the imagination of ordinary people, ** arrows, which have always been known for their amazing destructive power, cannot take advantage of the slightest. On the other hand, the wide variety of magical attacks is equally ineffective.

Magicians are too precious, much rarer than fighters of the same rank. The so-called scarcity is expensive, and most of the magicians are very arrogant. Let them pretend to be bandits, the difficulty is not ordinary.

In battles with hundreds or thousands of combatants, a few mages are useless at all. And if the magicians are on a large scale, not to mention whether the nobles can do it, just because there are so many magicians hidden in the bandits' den, this matter cannot be explained. Although both sides know what is going on with the "crackdown on bandits" this time, there should always be a degree to everything. No one dares to cross the red line lightly unless it is absolutely necessary.

So these magic attacks are all the credit of the magic scrolls, and because of the same concerns, all the scrolls are low-level attack magic.

In the minds of the nobles, dealing with an ordinary army without magical protection, a large number and different types of low-level magic attacks are enough to determine the direction of the battle.

At this moment, the noble lords should be repenting.

In addition to the elemental damage of their respective attributes, most magic attacks have the effect of explosion impact. Obviously, elemental damage has little effect. However, the impact of the explosion caused the various small formations of the mission troops to turn on their backs, and there was chaos.

Anthony watched as the warriors reacted to the attack, while also keeping an eye on the damage to their armor. The results made him quite satisfied.

These 300 sets of full-body armor were all created by him, using the forging methods of another world. Strictly speaking, these armors are not forged, but refined by refining magic weapons.

In order to refine his first weapon, Chaos, Anthony looted almost all the broken and abandoned weapons and equipment of the Aberdeen army. Because according to Xiaobai, although Chaos is no different from ordinary in appearance, it can be compressed and condensed almost infinitely, and finally create an incomparably heavy and incomparably strong ultimate weapon. So Anthony collected enough raw materials in advance.

Facts have once again verified Xiaobai's unreliability.

In theory, he was not wrong. But on Anthony's actual terms, it's a joke. Because with the cultivation of a teenager, compressing and condensing three times has reached the limit. What infinite compression, what ultimate weapon, it's all just a pipe dream.

Undeterred, Anthony continued to smelt the broken weapons and equipment, turning them into pieces of pure steel and placing them in the space ring for other uses.

His intuition told him that these materials would be of great use in the future. What's more, while being familiar with the method of practicing refining weapons, you can also have the effect of cultivation, anyway, you won't delay things.

It turned out that he was right, and the materials finally came in handy. And the effect was unexpectedly good.

Anthony was satisfied, and the third young master and other nobles behind him changed their faces in unison.

The armor of the soldiers of the mission is strong, will this battle still have to be fought?

The two leaders who launched the attack were also earthy, and the panic and fear that had just been suppressed rose from their hearts again.

However, the big master was a bystander, and he keenly discovered the advantageous fighter.

"Rush over! Hurry inside! Rush into their battle formation! ”

The soldiers of the mission were always silent, and the bandits were stunned, and the brief silence on the battlefield made the shouts of the big bosses instantly spread throughout the entire clearing in the forest.

"That's right!"

The two leaders patted their heads, as if they had just woken up from a big dream.

Although the two killer weapons failed to make a contribution, they also disrupted the enemy's formation, and the front that had been scattered but not chaotic rarely showed a great flaw. At this time, as long as you break through the shield line in front of you and enter the enemy's interior, the enemy's most threatening array battle will be defeated.

The victory or defeat of this battle is far from the time when the coffin is decided!

The two leaders were both shaken and shouted orders one after another, directing their men to rush in the direction of the enemy desperately.

This opportunity is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, and if it is missed, it will never happen again. If you let the enemy recover and rearrange the strange array, you will have no chance to turn the tables when you wait for the "bandits".

The bandits who flocked forward also heard the shouts of the big boss just now, and obviously understood that success or failure was on the line. Now it depends on whether you are rushing forward quickly, or the enemy's entire formation is fast.

"Boss?" Tang Feng ignored the situation in the venue, but turned his head to look at Anthony behind him, with a questioning voice.

Anthony responded lightly: "Ci is not in charge of the soldiers, I still remember that you said this." If you want to create a strong soldier in the world, you can't hold it in the palm of your hand and take care of it. Strong soldiers are built by fighting, fighting all kinds of battles. There is no other way. This time, the strength of the opponent is just right, and it is a rare sparring partner. Even a few casualties are the price to pay for growth. ”

"Yes!" Tang Feng said yes in his mouth, but his body didn't move. A wry smile spread across his helmet-covered face.

The leader's words must be listened to, not only because he has never made mistakes or omissions in his previous decisions and judgments, but also because even Tang Feng himself understands that the leader is right.

It's just that this team has spent too much effort on him and placed too much expectation on him, so that he suffers from gains and losses, and is too concerned about the loss of soldiers, and can't let go of his hands and feet.

Without receiving instructions from the command center, the warriors who were temporarily disrupted by ** arrows and magic were not at a loss. They quickly got up from the ground and regrouped as they had done in their usual training.

However, in the absence of unified command, the movements of the soldiers will inevitably clash and be chaotic, and the speed of the formation will be a little sluggish.

In the ever-changing battlefield, the difference between a single line is often enough to determine victory or defeat, life or death.

The bandit army is dominated by a large number of professionals, and their physique, strength, and speed are far beyond ordinary people. Under the desperate sprint, the distance that was not too long but by no means short seemed to disappear from under his feet in an instant. Before the formation that had made the bandits suffer so much could be regrouped, at least a dozen figures rushed into the enemy's formation.

"Beautiful!"

There were bursts of suppressed cheers from the nobles watching the battle in the rear, and many people unconsciously showed expressions of joy and joy on their faces.

This "banditry" war seems to be unremarkable, but the hidden meaning behind it is extraordinary. It is said that almost all of the people present are the elites of various families, so they should not be so calm.

But this battle was too embarrassing, and they allowed their disguised subordinates to use all kinds of calculations and thousands of means, not only could they not lock the victory as expected, but they could not even shake and disturb the enemy's position.

Even if the last two killer moves are used, they still can't win in one fell swoop.

The reality is so cruel, how can the aristocratic lords not be pessimistic and disappointed. And when the bandits found the fighters on their own and took the initiative on the battlefield for the first time, it is not difficult to understand that the nobles, who are the masters behind them, were surprised by the surprise and lost their temper.

This time, it's our turn!