Griffith and the second elite soldier sent by His Highness McCarvey soon met each other. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Having learned from the defeat in the previous battle, the soldiers of the Sakura Kingdom this time brought enough shields and armor for defense.

The battle began in the blink of an eye, and the sword and shield soldiers of the Red Armor side stacked their shields at the front and held their positions. The archers in the back were throwing diagonally upwards, bullying Griffith's side for not having a shield.

As Griffith saw this posture, he knew that the other party was prepared, and he very consciously gathered together and became a group. It's not empty, just wave your hand, and it's dark.

The Braun soldiers who were exposed from the removed formation were even more mentally prepared and experienced this time, and as soon as they appeared, almost everyone pulled their bows and shot wildly at the dark area. Moreover, the big demon has a cunning personality, and his command of the army is also very shady. He will ambush everyone on the side, and wait for the Sakura Kingdom soldiers to set up their camp. He controlled the dark hole and circled the team to the tail of the opponent. The big demon's combat ideas are very dirty, and you have a shield in front of the Red Armor Army, which is so strong that it rests your teeth, so you can't have it in the rear.

"Put !!"

The locust-like rain of arrows swirled and swirled, and the short-lived air stream was shot into a thousand holes.

The body of the big demon leaned forward, and the archers in front of and behind him were divided into three rows of upper, middle and lower dimensions, maintaining the strong and coherent aggressiveness of the bow rain.

The brief popping sound and the bowstring cutting through the air were sharp and high-pitched, but they disappeared into the black pentagonal array, and suddenly became silent.

After about two or three minutes, Griffith raised his hand and told the crowd to stop. He ordered the pikemen to approach, encircle the pentagonal formation, and lower his body, and raised his spears in dense numbers.

At the same time, the archers in front and behind approached, changed formations, stretched out to the sides, and then attacked the pentagonal formation again.

The surging offensive felt unstoppable like a tidal wave, and dense bows and arrows crossed to form an intricate web. Some of them are even intertwined, colliding with each other and forming sparks......

However, under this fierce offensive, hundreds of soldiers were still killed from it, most of them were sword and shield soldiers, and they sensed that the atmosphere was wrong, and it happened that their colleagues behind them were not killed, so they made a natural shield for them, so they rushed out of the pentagonal array formed by the wave devouring insects all the way.

Others are demonic envoys who accompany the army, with their own means of defense, and some even inherit magical energy items, which can be used to defend strongly. So in the rain of arrows, I was shot a few arrows and didn't die, so I reacted and rushed out desperately.

Of course, because of the rarity of the magic power, there are really not many people who have the opportunity to come into contact with magic energy and awaken it in the Hill Mountains. Therefore, although the proportion of demonic energy envoys who rushed out of the black formation was quite high, the number of them was not large.

It is worth mentioning that the Xirui Empire has a long inheritance of light and fire magic energy that has been cultivated intensively, but it suffered heavy losses in the pentagonal array composed of wave devouring insects, and almost all of its troops were wiped out. This is mainly due to the devouring effect of the Waveeater on the elements of light and fire, which have obvious fluctuations, making the means of these two types of magical energy almost ineffective.

This is of course good news for the Imperial Army, otherwise, it would be a lot of fun for these fire and light masters who are called the elite fire and light masters in the magic power to run out, and Griffiths doesn't know if it's enough to make people toss.

Fortunately, these powerful magicians did not open the way smoothly, and they were overshadowed by Griffith, who did everything he could, and they disappeared nine times out of ten without playing any role. Only a handful of people escaped the dense rain of arrows and came out of the black pentagonal array of the Wave Eaters, but this was only the beginning of their suffering.

When the shield-wearing sword and shield hand and the shield-wielding mage rushed out of the black light by luck or strength, the first thing that greeted them was a ray of heavenly light that represented hope from the sky when the darkness was broken.

The light was so bright that people subconsciously closed their eyes. However, when they opened their eyes again, rows of dense rows of sharp spear heads had reached in front of their eyes and pierced their bodies.

As the pikemen stood guard at the edge of the black pentagonal array, hundreds of soldiers who had stumbled out of the pentagonal array were quickly slaughtered. This filled the air with the smell of coldness and blood.

It's a one-sided slaughter, and the other party is just a fat fish that bites the hook, or a trapped beast that falls into a hunter's trap, struggling in vain, waiting for the end of fate.

It's a boring and bloody job, but the lads love it and work hard, and they really love this way of fighting. At the end of the massacre, the pikemen mechanically handed over their weapons in an orderly manner. The tip of the spear pierces the human body, pulls it out, and stabs it out again......

But on the side of the Red Armor Army, it is not all a chicken, although it is deeply encircled, there are still strong martial artists who try to break through. As he was talking, a green shadow came out of the black array, one out and one in, his body was like electricity, ran to the side, and then jumped up like the wind, jumping over everyone's heads.

This is a wind system magic power envoy, the level is a two-order peak, and he is the team leader of the demon energy envoy who follows the army this time.

This person has a cautious and cunning personality, and his strength is outstanding among ordinary people, so when darkness fell, he was keenly aware that something was wrong, and raised his hand to release a wind shield to protect his whole body like an eggshell.

And when the rain of arrows hit, he was even more aware of the energy consumption of the shield, and with a turn of his brain, he understood the general situation of the matter.

The captain of the temporary squad was scheming, and after judging the direction of the arrow's flight through the shield, he immediately followed the direction of the arrow. He was ruthless, pushing one of his own soldiers as a shield, and walked all the way out of the forbidden area of the Wave Eater......

At the same time, this person took advantage of the wind demon's ability to make his body fast, and when his body broke through the forbidden sight and regained his light, he glanced at the world outside the darkness like lightning, and immediately fled back into the darkness. He took a few steps sideways, making his figure even more erratic. Although the darkness into the light made his eyes hurt, he subconsciously closed his eyes. But after all, he is a battle-hardened player, and even if it is only for a short moment, his vision is enough to grasp many things.

And when his head digested the picture he had seen in a hurry before, this person was also decisive, and stepped out, the magic energy of the wind system was blessed on his body, and he jumped high and flew out of the encirclement of pikemen.

This military demon can make himself think that his body is fast and skillful, rolling and moving in the air to dodge multiple arrows, and his feet are firmly on the ground. He looked around, his gaze resting on the huge dark pentagonal area, and finally came to his senses, his face changed several times, and he turned blue. How could he not know at this time that all of them had fallen into the enemy's trap?!

The spearmen and archers in front of and behind him swung their weapons continuously and forcefully, spears and bows flashing alternately in the light of blood. The middle-aged man has a strong sense of belonging to the country, he is a demonic envoy cultivated by the Sakura Kingdom, and when he sees the soldiers of his country being slaughtered like pigs and dogs, his blood surges for a while, intending to kill the general and cut the enemy under the knife.

But in the next second, the man's city and reason prevailed - this battle, they, had already lost. However, His Highness McCarvey and the generals in the command still don't know the enemy's calculations, so it is better to stay useful and report the sudden battlefield killing weapon on this side to His Highness McCarvey, so that he can prepare early and reduce the damage of the next battle - it is a very insightful thing for the magic energy of the mind to think like this, and on the battlefield, a critical situation can often determine the victory or defeat of one or even several battles.

Thinking of this, the magic energy envoy of the Sakura Kingdom added another shield to himself, and his magic energy was almost consumed at this time. I could only try to keep my body short, leaning against the pikemen, and letting the archers behind him throw their weapons.

The pikeman in front of him drew his gun and poked back, the middle-aged man stuffed his head, he pressed a rod with his hand, pulled and pulled, and had already crossed with the man, walking out of a distance of three or four meters.

At the same time, five or six guns were inserted from the front, rear, and even above, and the middle-aged magic energy made thinking about the black pentagonal formation, and his heart was surging with blood, and he was in a sad mood, and he didn't want to fight.

"Get out of here!" He roared, the demonic energy in his body boiled, and the flattened spiraling tornado drove away multiple weapons, and even the person with the gun and the arrows that happened to fly in the air were blown apart.

This middle-aged magic energy makes Your Excellency know that you have reached the stage of desperateness, and you are driving the cyan wind under your feet, and you are not stingy with physical strength and magic energy, and your eyes are raised, and you are a little red. So in the next second, he stepped seven or eight meters away with one foot, and stepped on the ground with both feet, and in just an instant, where the soles of his feet were stepping, a deep and shallow spiral pit was formed.

These pits formed a huge reaction force, carrying the body that had been weighted down by the wind magic energy and instantly crossed more than twenty meters like an arrow of the wind. In a few ups and downs, it has rushed to the edge of the queue.

Among them, there are reactive spearmen or archers who try to stop them back into battle with their weapons and arrows.

However, the other party's speed is really too fast, and he is a wind demon who is good at agility with an 'eggshell'. Life and death are at stake, and he burns out the potential of life, and the good accumulation of years explodes in his blood, giving him strength. This person's eyes were full of anger, and he seemed to be able to feel the scene of blood boiling and life sublimation.

I can rush out, I'm going to succeed, I'm going to pass the information back......

Thinking like this, his body was hot, and the whole person hunched his waist faster and faster, almost turning into a cyan streamer, which was caught by people's eyes, but his body had no time to move.

The edge of the queue was near, and countless human faces twisted and elongated by speed hovered on either side of the man, and he could even look up to see the lush greenery and bushes that represented freedom.

Just a little bit ......

On the side of the Black Armor Army, the swords, guns, swords, and halberds were far behind by the frenzied speed, and some squad leaders raised their bows and shot angrily, but because of the opponent's agility and speed, they fell behind them one after another.

"! Stop him! ”

"Can't let him bring the information back......"

In the whistling, these wills collided and cluttered. In his ears, the scorching and frantic wind overlapped with the figures, and the middle-aged man was fast, and his body was in a line in the air. His eyes were squinted by the oncoming wind, but in the only remaining light, he could already see the boundary of the Black Armor Formation-haha, but so, but so......

However, in this mixture of blood, frantic heartbeat, speed and passion, a flat, slow and low sound of horses' hooves was inserted into this boiling like cold ice.

Clang......

Clang......

Clang......

The sound of the horse's hooves was unhurried, a knight on horseback, with a peculiar rhythm, across the noise, traversing the demon envoy with the silence of a solitary side and the languidness of discord.

The wind roared in his ears, everything in his vision was stretched, and his distorted faces and smiles fermented and deteriorated into irritating assemblages in the scorching breath. The middle-aged magic power made his head rise suddenly, the corners of his mouth arced, and his cheeks blew a fierce indentation in the violent wind. And he's going to succeed.

Then, in the reflection of his pupils, confused by the high speed and close vision, the middle-aged man looked forward, and the first thing that caught his eye was a handsome white horse's hoof—it was a tall war horse, languid and haughty. It wagged its tail, its fur pure and supple, slowly flapping to its side.

Raising his gaze slightly, past the white horse's handsome front legs and body, a man in black armor slowly blocked the path he left with a spear upside down.

The man was sideways, slender and straight, with a pure black steel helmet, his forehead and eyebrows were covered by steel armor, but his eyes were silent and flat, and he could not see emotion.

The middle-aged magic power made it happen in an instant, and the man sitting on the horse raised the gun, he looked condescendingly at the blue light that flew through the battle formation, with a cold face, and the right hand holding the gun was just a slow and heavy stab that pressed down......

Poof!

Griffith pinned the middle-aged man to the ground, his marksmanship was barely good, the gun was like a dragon, and a shot hit the man's spine......

The middle-aged magic energy made the body run fast before leaning forward, and at this time, he was stabbed off his spine by a big demon and lay on the ground. The strength of the gun head was hard to extinguish, and then it broke out of the chest, and even the person with the gun nailed the person.

The magic power of the Sakura Kingdom made him crucify to the ground, and his legs were still subconsciously staring at him quickly, and he struggled for a while, and the huge pain and paralysis that swept through his body came slowly.

The strength shone quickly with the gas in the chest, and the middle-aged magic energy made the light and heat in his eyes gradually fade, gritting his teeth and cramping his fingers and curled up and stretched forward. The man gripped the ground, his fingers gripping a piece of dirt with force, trying to move forward an inch again.

The next second, however, a huge shadow overlay him.