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Xiao Yan led the cavalry to launch another round of charge, directly breaking through the large array of Freemasonry and rushing back to his own Chinese army flag.

"Congratulations, Griffith Brandon." Xia Boyang sincerely congratulated Xiao Yan, "It is an unparalleled honor to be protected by the stars on the battlefield. From today on, you are one of the heroes of the world. In time, your fame will be engraved in the history of mankind! ”

Xiao Yan nodded modestly. He also wanted to ask the Earl more about this, but he had just finished his charge, and he couldn't even speak.

The Freemasons were utterly routed in a deadly charge. The vast majority of the soldiers were already frightened and had no fighting spirit. Although they were still outnumbered, the formation was chaotic and crowded together, surrounded by the Romanian infantry that surrounded them from all sides, and they were wiped out one by one.

"Report to the general, the enemy's commander-in-chief, Jefferson, has been captured!" Commander Erwin reported the results, "It is said that Lancenis and some of his commanders escaped before the siege was completed, but their leader, Spartan, is still in our encirclement. ”

The battlefield was already enveloped in howls of despair, and groups of Freemasons were surrounded on all sides by an impregnable shield wall, desperately dying and criing out for help to their gladiator leader. Despite their efforts, the number of survivors was rapidly decreasing, and their damage to the Romanian heavy infantry was limited.

Hundreds of Romanian soldiers formed an orderly formation and surrounded the remaining Freemasons to attack in turn. Countless daggers stabbed with lightning-fast deadly attacks that were overwhelming. Tired Romanian soldiers could easily retreat to the back to rest, but the out-of-organization Freemasonry soldiers could only push and shove each other, watching as the people in the front row were killed, exposing themselves to swords and spears.

Spartagnan split a shield and split the Romanian soldier's helmet and head in half. But, at the same time, three or four sharp swords swung at him together, leaving him with several wounds. From time to time, the desperate and dying cries of his comrades could be heard in the distance, "Lord Spartan! Help us! ”

The two-sword gladiator who could have broken through from the battlefield was also lined with thick shield walls in front of him, in normal times, a hero like him could kill twenty or thirty enemies in a row without being injured, but in the face of dense attacks from all directions, he was inevitably injured. At the beginning of the battle, he easily took out a dozen Romanian infantrymen under the cover of his companions, but now he had no comrades to trust.

"Kill!" The warrior howled, rushed into the ranks of the Romanian soldiers with a dense pile of swords, and in spite of the danger of being stabbed, he killed a group of heavy infantry like a whirlwind, and a small phalanx of his heavy blows shattered on the spot.

The centurion who commanded the infantry squadron and several brave warriors surrounded him to stop him, but Spartagnan easily blocked a spear with his left-handed sword and approached the centurion with two sharp short swords.

The centurion hurriedly raised his saber to block the gladiator's blow, only to break his head in half along with his sword.

"Wow!" Before the centurion could scream, the soldiers around him were killed one after another before they could even shout.

"Finally rushed out." Spartan, seeing that there were no more enemies in front of him, turned around excitedly and shouted: "Follow, let's rush out!" ”

But the comrades-in-arms who were still following behind just now were silent. After Spartagnan broke the Romanian column, reinforcements of infantry quickly blocked the gap behind him, blocking the desperate Masonic soldiers again.

"Spartan! Help us! ”

Hearing the cries for help from his comrades, the gladiator leader gritted his teeth and was about to rush into the crowd again.

"Whoosh!" Suddenly, a sharp arrow pierced his left chest, piercing through his heart. The gladiator leader stumbled, and the damage was so great that it almost brought him to his knees.

"How can he fight with such a serious injury?" Xiao Yan put on his helmet and walked towards the gladiator.

Behind him, Xia Boyang took out three more sharp arrows: "Be careful, the enemy commander of this level has hole cards, use long-range attacks to take him down." ”

A group of Romanian heavy infantry rushed up and followed Xiao Yan to rain spears at the gladiators.

"Poof! Burst! Burst! Spartan, topless, was thrust like a hedgehog and fell to his knees with a thud. Almost at the same time, Xiao Yan's perception began to warn wildly.

After the already powerful gladiator leader fell to the ground wounded, the smell of danger suddenly rose a step. If it was originally facing a fierce tiger, what Xiao Yan perceived now was simply a giant beast brewing to break free from its cage.

"The Spartanan Treasure is activated. Unyielding roar!

Grade: A.

Description: This hero's exclusive Phantasm comes from his epic life, and can turn the damage he has suffered into a force of resistance, throwing fear on the heads of his oppressors. ”

Suddenly, the body of the gladiator commander, who had been severely injured, began to swell, and the spears and bows and arrows on his body were squeezed out of the wounds one by one. His perfectly strong muscles bulged up as quickly as inflated balloons, and soon the shape of a human could not be seen.

Xiao Yan's perception had already identified the skills that were originally displayed as question marks. This skill? How is it a bit similar to the treasures held by those heroes of the third world! While thinking about it, the knight-sama who was destined to return to the star threw down his helmet without hesitation, turned around and ran!

"Boom!" A huge shockwave struck him from behind, and everyone near Spartan, strong or weak, fell to the ground like a storm of weeds.

"Whew!!" After the explosion, Spartanham had turned into an indescribable ball of flesh. The swollen body squirmed, and he could barely make out his limbs waving wildly.

Xiao Yan and Xia Boyang ran away for some distance and found that the monster was wriggling and chasing after them. Spartan's face still appeared on the flesh, a frantic twisted expression, and his limbs swept like windmills, shattering everything that stood in his way, even the rocks shattered by his terrifying power.

"Spartan's madness. Attributes: Strength 130 continues to rise, Agility 55, Stamina 80, Perception 25, Intelligence 5, Spirit 5, Charisma 0.

Special Skill 1: Unyielding Will. Converts incoming attacks into lethality.

Special Ability 2: Swollen Body. Health is increased by an additional 20,000 points.

Description: The gladiator leader in his frenzied state has become a terrifying monster, and revenge on his oppressors is the sole purpose of his existence. ”

Xiao Yan pulled out Hanguang and tried to fight, but the blade and arc had a very little impact on monsters with more than 20,000 health. In its frenzied state, Spartanham didn't even need to have any combat skills, just swinging its thick limbs was already unstoppable.

"Retreat, Griffith," Xia Boyang shouted, "ballistas and spearmen come here." ”

Enemies killed by story creatures under your command will still be able to drop generic points and items, but at a discount in quality and quantity. Xiao Yan finally encountered a boss who had a chance to kill, and he thought that he could burst out of something superb, but without the support of his teammates, he couldn't defeat this crazy monster anyway.

"What a pity!" Xiao Yan had just reluctantly run a few steps when a huge roar sounded in his ears.

A heavy steel spear was fired from the ballista, striking Spartan's body.

"Whew!" The troll's speed had become slow, and he couldn't dodge the fire being fired at him from all sides.

"If the battle turns out like this at the beginning, maybe it will be possible to penetrate my formation." Xia Boyang ran away from afar, commanding long-range firepower to continue firing, "Now that the overall situation has been decided, a mere monster can't change anything!" Continuing to attack, there is a limit to his healing abilities. ”

Monsters that have lost their minds are rampage across the battlefield. The growing wounds made him even more furious, and whenever he had the chance to grab any living object, Spartannan would vent wildly until his victim was reduced to an unrecognizable pile of rotten flesh.

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