This situation made Griffith immediately more energetic. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

He noticed the words used by the black-faced regiment leader Disma before-what 'surrounded' and 'surrender', and only felt that it was very similar to the lines he was going to speak next, and he was a little speechless for a while.

So he pinched his temples, thought about it in a muffled voice, looked at the triumphant general of the 6th Regiment of the 2nd Division of the Sakura Kingdom, and sighed, "Me too......"

This was said abruptly, and before Captain Disgu could figure out what 'Griffith was also a thing', there was a sudden darkness above his head, and a large pentagonal 'dark cloud' covered him.

Hey?! How dark is it......

However, outside the pentagonal array composed of wave-devouring insects, Griffith and his party, plus the two thousand soldiers who came out of the 'dark clouds', clearly saw a black pentagonal formation directly enveloping the three thousand five hundred soldiers of the Sakura Empire.

The officer who called himself Disgu looked up very naturally when he was covered by the black pentagonal shape, and blurted out the emotion in his mouth - Huh?! How dark is it......

Before the last word could be spoken, it was completely enveloped by the area controlled by the Wave Eater, and even the sound was swallowed up.

Seeing this, Griffith snapped his fingers in satisfaction. He rode sideways and took a few steps backwards to make room for his men.

"Shoot them ......"

On the other hand, because Griffith took advantage of the deliberate interference of the wave eater, in the military tent on the left wing of the Sakura Kingdom, His Royal Highness McCarvey, who was biting the apple and preparing to enjoy the slaughter, suddenly found that the fluorescent curtain in the middle of the air 'squeaked' a few times, and then filled the screen with snowflakes.

“……”

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The second highness's cheeks, which were originally biased towards the sting, suddenly became stinky. His edges and corners are a little feminine, and he doesn't look broad-minded. At this time, he hated to throw the apple into the light curtain in mid-air, and the apple passed through the light layer covered with snowflakes, but unfortunately nothing could be hit: "Unreliable thing......

……

……

His gaze turned to Griffith's shouting 'Shoot them'. In the front and back directions of the pentagonal space, countless arrows shot into the darkness like locusts. It's like pouring water into a bottomless pit, and all the arrows that go out become silent after they go into the darkness.

The person in the pentagonal array was suddenly separated from his sense of sight and hearing, and it was the time when he was at a loss. They are considered the elite of the Sakura Empire, with strong discipline, and when they can't hear the command, they habitually stand in place so as not to cause chaos and collapse of the military formation.

As a result, the arrows shot by the Imperial troops in front and back were like cutting wheat, pouring into the black array with a clatter, harvesting human heads one by one. Because everyone can't see it, they don't know if they have been shot, but they just shoot vigorously, especially in this situation where they can't fight back with a faint sense of expectation and let the other party's elite soldiers and strong generals be collectively stunned, it is simply the most in line with the soldiers' dark and caries inner monologue, which is very cool.

Occasionally, those who are not dead or have a bright brain that are shot by arrows will try to move their position shortly after the darkness envelops them. It's just that there were people all around them, and they couldn't hear the sound and couldn't tell the direction, so they didn't know where to go, so they moved rashly to interfere with the formation, and they were soon shot down.

Occasionally, a man who came out of the dark area in the shape of a pentagonal shape was shot like a hedgehog - the battle was so easy and smooth that Griffith's pikemen didn't even come in handy.

And so, for about five or six minutes, Griffith sat on his horse and watched without saying a word. During this period, Griffith clearly felt that there was a person in the phalanx who was trying to communicate the ability of the light system and take the light.

However, due to the restraining of the Wave Eater, the flow of light drawn from the outside world is also swallowed up, so there is no use for eggs.

After a while, he raised his hand, and the soldiers on both sides of him retracted their bows with a 'brush', neat and powerful.

The autumn breeze blows slightly in the mountains and forests, and the weather is getting cooler and a little cold. The 'dark clouds' above the 3rd Regiment of the 2nd Division of the Sakura Kingdom were blown by the wind and moved to the side.

The blazing light shrouded the dark land, and the autumn wind blew, and the figure stood on the land, like a lonely ear of rice left over from the harvested wheat field.

These people were blinded by the light that came in vain, and subconsciously covered their eyes with their hands, and then opened them, and something came into view, and they blinked their eyelids blankly, closed and opened them again.

"How so?!"

"This ...... This...... Impossible! ”

"Master Disco...... Asma, Luce, where are you......"

……

After a few rounds of volleys of three thousand five hundred pikemen, less than three hundred were able to stand.

Piles of corpses full of arrows lay at their feet, stacked on top of each other, like hedgehogs—some with guns in their hands, others trying to crawl forward, their fingers stiffly bent as they fell......

At first, the image was shocking, especially the soldiers of the Sakura Kingdom who were kept in the dark and didn't know what was going on. The contents of their heads were still in the picture of a thousand wounded soldiers they had seen before, and then their eyes suddenly disappeared, and when they opened their eyes again, most of their comrades had already fallen. The contrast and confusion in between them made people shudder, and all the people who were alive lost their voices, but they were thinking in their hearts, 'Lie to people'. However, after these emotions of disbelief, what remains is the fear and submission that is belated after the fermentation of disbelief.

And the situation is pressing, and at this time, someone finally shouted something like 'we surrender' and 'don't kill us'.

But Griffith's face was grim, and he looked at all this, and the light of his eyes was hard and cold in the autumn wind and rain. They didn't need to be captured, one hand was raised, and they were put down heavily.

"Kill them."

In an instant, thousands of arrows rained down. Griffith sat on his horse and grabbed the reins, and the white war horse stepped in place. He heard the howls and curses grow weak, weak, and silent in the sound of 'da, da, da'.

The big demon cut his hair sadly, and his face was still a little wooden.

Before he came, he had used the Wave Eater to establish a simple framework for war deduction, but in fact, he didn't have enough confidence in his heart. Along the way, he filled and repaired the frame many times, and it was only now, with 2,000 archers and one soldier without losing any damage, that he felt some real feelings.

In this way, the next battle, maybe there will be a fight.

……

After defeating the 3,500 elite pikemen of the Sakura Empire, Griffith had the scattered arrows collected, and then used the Wave Eaters to hide most of the team. And the number of people hidden this time is 2,300.

Therefore, only 700 people were exposed to the outside world.

These seven hundred people are exquisite, they are all one of the previous thousand, and they are required to dress up, and they are a little more desolate and miserable. If you really can't act, you can tear your clothes, and then go to the side to wipe some blood among the corpses of the Red Armor Army......

It's more or less to make people see that it was a fierce battle and a miserable victory. The expression can't be too elated, sad, and resolute, I didn't see a thousand people, and only 700 remnants of the dead remained.

"Hey, hey, you're exaggerating, your whole head is full of blood, find someone to help, find someone to help......"

"Hurry up, hurry up, hurry up, time is pressing...... The one over there, why are you so clean, your martial arts are amazing?! I'm awesome with your mother, I'm awesome with you, I'm awesome with you......"

After this battle with almost zero casualties and as easy as slaughtering dogs and chickens, the already high-pitched morale of the 3,000 soldiers in Braun City became more solid and solidified.

After this massacre, everyone saw that the city lord of Griffith had such a powerful weapon of war in his hands, and when he took a picture of people, he was like a deaf and blind person, and he was directly killed by random arrows. At this time, some of them finally remembered the identity of the city lord from the family who was the legendary 'great alchemist', and it was indeed extraordinary. In fact, after the war, the Braun warriors who figured out the cause and effect were excited, and everyone muttered in their hearts, our city lord is really insidious......

This way of fighting is more efficient and safer than the traditional method of fighting hard and fighting for life. And it makes people feel happy, comfortable, and has an indescribable sense of superiority.

In order to confuse the enemy and let the fishing tactics continue to delay, Griffith asked them to tear their clothes, throw away their weapons, and wipe blood on their upper bodies, pretending to be a weak soldier. The emotion on most people's faces is not resistance, but a small sense of pride and contempt - hey! Our city lord is going to be a yin man again......

After that, Griffith had the battlefield cleaned up, disguised a little, collected all the arrows he could, and then got back on the road.

And a hundred miles away, in the military tent of Prince McGee's left flank base camp, His Royal Highness McCarvey held his face and stared blankly at the light curtain flickering with countless snowflakes, waiting for the battle report from the front. He pouted and yawned, one hand in front of the table, and a good-looking soldier was half-kneeling, carefully beating his fingernails.

With a creaking sound, His Highness McCarvey covered his mouth with his hand and turned sideways. At this moment, the snowflakes on the screen 'squeaked' a few times again, and then finally connected to the signal and returned to normal pictures.

His Royal Highness was shocked, raised his head, and looked over......

Then, in a second, he stood up suddenly, his gaze suddenly sharpened, and he was swept forward by the soldier's modified fingers, overturning the man to the ground.

Ignoring this, His Highness McCarvey took a step forward and slapped his palm on the table, his gloomy face exuding a chill of unrage. In the middle of the air, in the swaying and flickering picture, the corpses were piled up in a pile, like a maple leaf in late autumn, desolate and desolate, and there was some mockery in the eyes of His Royal Highness.

"Rubbish!"

His Royal Highness McCarvey II said this, and then controlled the mirror array to collect the whereabouts of Griffith and his party. Soon after, his gaze fell, and he saw Griffith leading a group of poor remnants, carefully peeling off the grass and exploring forward, and his face finally improved slightly.

"Humph! Broken army remnant camp, gone **** luck. ”

His Royal Highness McCarvey snorted coldly, the tip of his nose wrinkled subconsciously, delicate and cute. The officer standing across from him hurriedly lowered his eyes and did not look at him.

"Go, send more men and give them a ride."

His Royal Highness McCarvey, Prince McKee's own son, was soon followed through with thorough and faithful conduct.

Three thousand sword and shield soldiers, two thousand pikemen, and a thousand archers, lined up in a long phalanx, rushed towards Griffith's side with great momentum.

Since the left flank of the Red Armor Army, where His Highness McCarvey was located, was hundreds of kilometers away from Griffith's position, the man in charge of the matter mobilized a part of the army that was relatively close to Griffith to besiege Pike.

Previously, McCarvey's left flank had not moved in order to lure the enemy, and the regiment that had split from it was used to hunt Pike's Saint, with a total of more than 30,000 people.

Of the 3,500 people for the first time, plus the 6,000 and 30,000 people this time, one-third of them were instantly transferred.

Compared to the previous one's complacency, this time the commander obviously absorbed the experience of the previous defeat, and he thought that the brothers who ran over last time but were cut down were obviously careless. The home field and superior forces were also played by others, which is obviously a taboo of arrogant soldiers and defeat.

Knowing that there were archers on the other side, he only brought pikemen to find out if he could shoot.

Although the generals who led the team this time did not know what was released in the last battle, they had explained that this matter was important and could not be missed.

Therefore, before leaving, the officer who had made up his mind repeatedly looked at the photos of the previous group of death teams, and sure enough, he found that most of these guys were killed by arrows, which confirmed his previous idea.

So this general, who is five big and three coarse, but has a delicate mind and is very good at playing with the authority of conspiracy, opened his mouth, and on his face, a teasing smile flashed: "The husband is handsome, he resists a thousand times, he has a furrow in his chest, and he plans to move later, and he has a small plan...... Hmph, how can the old man be calculated by the little ones who are waiting for you?!

Arrows...... Hum! Arrows ......"