Chapter 268: One Hammer Mo Farah (2)

Who exactly was that golden-armored knight, many people present did not know his details, and according to the modern concept of video editing, this picture only appeared for one frame, and it disappeared completely without even a blink of an eye.

The result was only noticed by Viscount White Bear, and there was a hint of anger in his eyes, but it was fleeting, as if it was like a small stone falling into the entire lake, only a trace of waves splashed, and it had no impact on the current situation in the eyes of everyone.

And then from the defensive position of the fortress on the east side as the base point, the picture scene is getting bigger and bigger, and finally the entire war fortress is framed in it.

In this picture, everyone can see that the ground troops in the city, divided into four execution teams, are rushing towards the cannon ports in the four directions of the fort in the south, east, west, and northwest directions in troop carriers, and from this angle it is obvious that there are twice as many soldiers going to the east as in the other three directions.

At the same time, there are truckloads of heavy-duty geomagnetic trucks with power stones behind them.

And the most important thing is that although the battle situation is very urgent, the movement of the soldiers in the city is not affected, although there are many people on the streets, and the vehicles are almost like marquees, but there are no traffic jams, or traffic accidents, everything is going in an orderly manner.

On the other hand, on the east side of the fortress, there is a lot of war on the city wall, and nowhere, under the control of the soldiers, the laser cannons are shooting wildly towards the werewolves who are constantly frantically surging outside the city.

At the same time, the army of the Shuangyan Nation that attacked at night this time outside dispatched cavalry, and each of them was equipped with a portable radium cannon to destroy the energy shield covering the outside of Handolo City.

These cavalry are highly mobile, and the mounts they ride on are even more horse-like beasts.

Therefore, in this local hot battle, the role of these cavalry is to serve as meat shields for the thousands of kobolds in front, and they only occupy the middle part of the forward team, try to narrow the distance between themselves and the city of Handolo, and create an effective strike distance for the portable laser guns in their hands.

So the picture that everyone saw was that often those kobolds were like crazy people, constantly rushing wildly on blind dates, so that the cavalry behind them attracted most of the firepower.

The cavalry took advantage of this opportunity to aim at the energy shield, shooting one shot at the other, and whenever the turret hit them, they retreated, and when the firepower was a little smaller, they continued to rush up.

This style of play is very cheap, but it is also very practical, seeing that the blue energy shield that protects the safety of the entire Handolo City begins to slowly become thinner and transparent at a speed that can be predicted by the naked eye, and everyone present is in a cold sweat.

At the same time, everyone also noticed that Mo Farah, who had now been afraid of his own side and had killed many of his generals in half an hour, was now holding a black seven-foot steel knife at a time, sitting cross-legged on the ground fifty meters below the city, as if he had been waiting for someone.

The artillery fire around him was full of corpses, but in his position, the ground was exceptionally flat, and whenever a beam of light from a laser cannon was half a meter away from his body, it would be directly rebounded back by the fighting energy on his body, and each time it would cause the defense of the energy shield to drop sharply by one point again.

At this moment, this night attack has been going on for an hour, and Mo Farah has already killed the first wave of warriors who came to him to fight alone, and he is not full of fun, so he waited patiently for a while, but still did not wait for the next person.

So, when everyone was still in a daze, they saw Mo Farah stand up, Rao Youjie pulled out the black seven-foot knife he had inserted on the ground, bit its handle with his teeth, and at the same time with both hands behind him, he pulled out two identical knives, crossed them on his chest in a cross shape, his eyes locked on the energy shield waiting in front of him, and a section of steel city wall behind him, and suddenly dodged, bursting out with a strong momentum, and roared.

"Fighting arts, three slashes!"

The next moment, Mo Farra's body slid forward, and at the same time, the three knives in his hand slashed forward at a strange angle, and suddenly three red sword qi three zhang long slashed out of the knife.

The next moment, everyone only heard a bang, and with it, the energy shield shattered, and the three sword qi seemed to have any remaining strength, slashing at the oncoming section of the city wall with a layer of steel attached to the surface of a hundred meters.

But unfortunately, this layer of extremely hard steel seemed to be an ornament in front of these three sword qi, and when it was lightly touched, it was like cutting tofu, cracking a big hole, revealing the city bricks inside.

The final result was that three sword qi slashed out three cross-sections of the city wall up to one meter wide, passing through this place, and there was no need to storm the city gate to enter the city.

Seeing this, Viscount Baixiong, who had always been as steady as Mount Tai, changed his face greatly, and he stood up from his chair, and was ready to give orders to all the staff to go out, and at the same time not sell Guanzi, completely expose his strength, start Plan B, and counterattack the Shuangyan Country.

But before he could give the order, an exclamation from everyone in the council hall immediately pulled him back from thinking to reality, and then he saw the stone.

I saw that among the three sections of the city wall that were cut off at this time, the most central place had already poured into many kobolds, and it was the dangerous situation that the big war was about to pour into the fortress.

But just after a blink of an eye, Mo Farah, who was still accumulating, hadn't moved, and the kobold had just taken advantage of the opportunity to rush in, and dozens of kobolds didn't know who threw them out, and it was still the kind of situation where the nose was blue and the face was swollen, and they all stuck out their tongues, babbling, and screaming.

Everyone looked at it again, at the city wall, in the three gaps in the city wall, several figures were faint, looking extremely mysterious.

"Isn't that Ikyu, how could he be there!", and finally someone recognized one of them, it was Ikyu, and couldn't help but scream.

Immediately, everyone in the council hall hurriedly followed the direction pointed by the man, and looked down at the section of the city wall that was broken into three sections, and under the gap in the center, in the faint dust, a shiny head was shining in the sunlight, which looked particularly abrupt.

At first, everyone didn't believe it, but when Ikyu raised his head and walked towards Mo Farah, waving the Zen staff in his hand as he went, he knocked the kobolds who were blocking him more than ten meters away.

There was almost silence in the hall, and everyone couldn't believe it, was this still the weak chicken they thought before?

Just with his gestures, he is already so casual and powerful, this is not a weak chicken at all, at least this is not inferior to a knight, or even from the existence of a big knight.

Originally, this was enough to shock everyone, but in the next second, everyone was shocked again, and this time it directly shocked them to a blank consciousness.

I saw a break and a foot stepped out of Mo Farah in front of him, Mo Farah raised his knife to get up, but before he could raise his hand, a blow that kneaded the mad devil eighteen rakes and golf lob play, two advanced skills, mixed into a stick, and gave Mo Farah a hammer on the head.

"Ahh Mo Farah let out a kind of miserable sound like killing a pig, and then, in the battlefield, connecting all the stunned eyes of everyone who paid attention to this war, Mo Farrah, who had a bull fork and killed dozens of knights in a row, he didn't even have time to shout a word.

When everyone saw him again, Mo Farah had been shot in the head with a staff and a hammer, and his body was deeply stuck on the city wall, and he could no longer climb up.