273. The triumph of the humble refugees

Seeing that the wolf who was still brave in the baron's army before was stabbed to death by Knight Johnson, He Yuanlong's heart was strongly shaken, and he couldn't wait to know why.

"My lord, the faint white light on the spear is the essence of the knight: fighting spirit! As long as it is with it, the destructive power is comparable to an army of twenty people. ”

Jaime said in an envious tone, "Although a single knight is generally no match for a mage, it is not impossible to defeat a mage if there are many of them. So adults have to be careful of the knights. ”

Poof, poof! He Yuanlongyan saw that the knight in armor had killed two more wolves. The price was just a few more claw marks on the iron armor, and the white light on the spear was a little dimmed, and panic rose in my heart.

No, if it goes on like this, it's going to die!

He grabbed the bear carving and put it to his mouth, and said quickly, "King of the forest, you quickly think of a way. Knight Johnson's spear flashed with white light, and he wiped out three wolves with only three strikes! I'm no match for him at all. ”

Knight? Jiang Yiming, who was in the dream world, suddenly remembered the three guys who charged towards him when he defeated Baron Levincent. Their spears glowed white, and they were powerful against nearly breaking one of the treants' legs.

He Yuanlong waited for a few seconds, but did not get a reply, and continued to ask for support: "King of the Forest, are you still here?" ”

Jiang Yiming calculated his remaining half of his spiritual power, and felt that it would not be of much use to teleport ten more spells to summon the ghost wolf.

He remembered that there were no big trees in the manor, and the powerful skill of transforming the tree man could not be used, so he teleported thirty berserk past. As a result, his mental power is almost consumed, and he can no longer give support.

The carving in He Yuanlong's left hand shook, adding thirty furious at the same time. I also received a message in my head: There is no support today, continue to work hard for your own life. If you die, I'll be two million in vain.

it! It's only been two supports, and I'll release my pigeons!

He cursed at the King of the Forest in his heart, and he wanted to punch the King of the Forest in the face, but it was impossible. That guy is still in another world.

You must rush forward before the wolf is dealt with, otherwise there will be no chance of victory.

He Yuanlong thought about the current situation clearly, made a decision, and said to Jaime: "You choose twenty-nine at once, I will cast a spell on them to rage, and then kill the baron's army." ”

"Yes, sir." Jaime didn't hesitate at all, and immediately went into action, and soon selected twenty-nine slightly decent people from among the refugees. The remaining refugees were not selected. Either women or children, the poor ones with little combat effectiveness.

He Yuanlong glanced at the Knight Johnson, and found that there were only five wolves gone, so he began to cast a rage after saying just one sentence: "Wait for your body to change, don't be nervous, attack that side together." ”

"Yes, Master Mage!" The selected refugees responded in unison, their faces filled with surprise. They have been calloused by the ears they have listened to since they were children, but never imagined that one day they would be so closely connected.

Oh! Another wolf hung up. The screams were heard.

He Yuanlong didn't talk nonsense, and immediately began to cast unfamiliar spells on the refugees.

"Ahh I've grown taller. The strength is also two or three times as strong as before. The refugees, who had been furious, found themselves looking a lot higher and full of strength, gasping and shouting in surprise.

They felt a strong urge to destroy in their bodies, wanting to smash people and objects around them. But when they saw the male bard, they couldn't help it anymore, and they didn't want to endure it. Without waiting for the order, he rushed forward.

He Yuanlong also saw that these refugees who had grown taller and thicker all looked like Yao Ming, their eyes were covered with red bloodshots, flashing manic gaze, and they knew at a glance that it was difficult to restrain them. The previous plan was cancelled. I don't give them instructions anymore.

Knock knock! It took only a short time for the thirty little giant-like refugees to arrive in front of the baron's army.

"Ahh

"No, we can't beat it, let's run away."

The frightened male soldiers were demoralized, and they were on the verge of collapse after being killed by the wolf and seriously wounding more than twenty people.

"Die, baron's doglegs!" Swinging a two-handed sword as light as a straw pole, Jaime slid from his left shoulder to his chest and abdomen, slicing a soldier diagonally in half. Then he turned the direction of the blade and cut off another soldier's head.

"Oh, that's so cool!" A refugee swings his shovel so fast that it shatters a soldier's head like an egg.

"I didn't expect me to be so good!" Another refugee held a dung fork and forked a soldier to death like a spearfish.

From a high altitude, in just a dozen seconds, like a serf weeding, thirty little giants wiped out most of the soldiers at once.

Although the archers on the wall trembled and fired their arrows, the arrows could no longer penetrate the refugees' bodies as soon as they penetrated them, but instead attracted the attention of several refugees and stepped over. Soon, the archers either jumped off the wall or turned into corpses.

Then, on the Baron's side, only Knight Johnson was still alive.

"Haha, I didn't expect that I didn't die in the beast tide, but at the hands of refugees." He looked around and laughed miserably. The spear in his hand burst into a dazzling white light again, and with a single stab forward, the three refugees were strung together like a barbecue.

Bang bang bang! Six or Seven hit Johnson's iron armor with farm tools, and although all of them were broken, the knight was also dizzy by the tremendous force and fell.

"Die!" Jaime's two-handed sword slashed through the crack in the iron armor's neck, ending the life of the previously unbeatable knight.

He Yuanlong blinked his eyes several times in disbelief. He also thought about using mental shock to help, but he didn't expect that the refugees, who had become little giants, would take only a little time to wipe out all the barons' army, which was too unexpected.

Of course, seven of the thirty refugees were also killed and four seriously injured, most of them caused by Knight Johnson.

After He Yuanlong counted the number of people, he said with some guilt: "I'm sorry, seven of you have died. ”

"Huh? My lord, we have eliminated nearly a hundred soldiers, killed a veteran knight, and won a very beautiful victory, which should be celebrated. Besides, there are no immortals in war, so you don't have to take it to heart. ”

Jaime said more and more respectfully, admiring as if from the bones.

He Yuanlong was about to speak, when Jiang Yiming's order came from the carving in his left hand: Now that Baron Levinson's strength is greatly damaged, strike him as soon as possible while the iron is hot. (To be continued.) )