The earthen wall is fifteen miles away.

Larkin and Arthur and the others stood on the road to the town, looking ahead. Douda's sweat slid down his forehead, and as a rookie who had never been on the battlefield at all, his heart was already full of anxiety and fear.

The gods descended.

The appearance of prosperity and peace was torn apart in one fell swoop, and the only thing that can be done now is to take up the weapons in your hands and defend the town behind you.

Take a deep breath to dispel all the emotions in your heart and concentrate on dealing with enemies that may appear at any time. After removing the need to build fortifications and gather information, there were barely fifty men.

Fifty against a thousand, just thinking about it, feels a little incredible.

But there's more to Loa than just Morrison. Although the road leads to the town, there is a traffic artery connecting five villages not far ahead.

Compared to the defeat of the imperial army, the angelic legions under the command of the gods are overwhelming. Judging from the current situation, in this remote Loya City, it will definitely nourish their arrogance.

Therefore, it is highly probable that they will divide their forces and attack villages and towns at the same time.

"Drop"

A voice came from inside the bracelet.

A virtual interface appeared in front of you, revealing dense handwriting.

Larkin, Arthur and others hurriedly watched the news above and couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. The angel really divided his troops, and the number of troops rushing to Morrison's town was only about two hundred.

Although the difference between fifty and two hundred seems to be still very large, there is no such feeling of despair.

As long as you fight well, you should be able to kill them.

"Arthur"

"Do you have any good advice?"

Larkin asked the crowd standing behind him.

They all looked at each other and shook their heads.

As a first-time combatant, what good strategy can you think of? And to face such a dangerous situation, it is even more difficult.

If it weren't for the training of controlling his own strength during this time, he would have dispersed in a hurry at this time.

Looking at everyone's reactions, Larkin looked a little heavy. I thought back to playing chess with my brother, so I had some inspiration. Fifty against two hundred, although I don't know what the strength of the angel is, but in terms of individual strength, it must be more powerful than myself and others.

Rather than facing each other here, it is better to divide into small groups and look for the possibility of each defeat.

"Arthur"

"You're waiting here with thirty people"

"I'll take twenty people and go over to see how their strength is."

Larkin spoke to Arthur about his decision.

Arthur frowned.

"Twenty?"

"Yes"

Larkin replied.

As I looked around the trees on the left and right, I gradually had some thoughts in my mind.

"Ten people in the wood department"

"Three people each for water, fire, and wind"

"One person in the soil system"

Larkin said.

The crowd looked at each other and walked out of the twenty people, following behind them.

"Although the angels have divided their troops, it is still too dangerous for you reckless people to walk over with twenty people."

"Can fifty people standing here stop them? Two hundred people only need to launch a charge to rush through, and when the time comes, not only will they not be able to complete the delayed task, but they will be scattered because of the number of people, so they can easily kill into the town."

Larkin explained.

Then he looked around at the crowd.

"So the only thing we can do is to harass the enemy where they think there is no enemy."

"Buying time for those behind to prepare"

"And you are the back-up"

Larkin said to Arthur.

Arthur thought along with these words, and finally could only sigh secretly. It is undeniable that the angel wants to cross, and the defense line formed by himself and others seems to be very simple. Therefore, harassing the enemy is the most feasible option at present.

"I'll leave it to you"

"Let's go"

"Yes"

Twenty men shouted a shout at Larkin in reply, then followed him, and ran forward quickly. Looking at the group of people who were drifting away, Arthur exuded a complicated expression, and finally could only obey Larkin's words and stand in place.

"Stepping on ......"

The sound of horses' hooves came from far and near.

A phalanx of two hundred angels, riding a white war horse, pounced in the direction where Morrison's town was located.

As if sensing something more than twenty miles away, the angelic general at the head stretched out his hand to pull the reins, and the war horse neighed. Immediately after that, more than 200 angels stopped.

The heavy sword behind him flickered and shimmered, and the aura of holiness and murder intertwined with each other, both strange and harmonious.

"Angel of the Gods"

"This is not the place for you"

A voice came from the front.

Larkin, armed with a magic scepter, stood in front of him and looked directly at the angels.

Looking at Larkin standing alone in front, the angel general led by him gradually frowned, and quickly thought about the possible changes in his heart. If there were more than 100 people standing here, he might not hesitate to charge.

But it's too abnormal to be just one person standing here.

Looking around on the left and right, the two angels seemed to have received a silent order, and they pounced on the horses for fear of fighting.

"Kill"

"Kill"

The two angels shouted in unison.

Drawing the heavy sword behind his back, he launched a fierce attack in the direction where Larkin was.

"Wind System"

"Wind Barrier"

The voice came from Larkin's mouth.

The wind appeared out of thin air, intertwined in front of it, like a moat across the path that the angels must pass.

"Bang"

The heavy sword swung against the barrier formed by the wind, making a piercing sound.

The crack spread from where the heavy sword swung, and the other angel suddenly accelerated, leaving a phantasmagion on the ground. Wielding the heavy sword in his hand, he passed through the crack and swung it at Larkin at him.

"Soil System"

"Dungeon"

One man raged through the woods on the left.

The dirt in front of Larkin tumbled, and a huge piece of dirt rose from the ground, blocking it right in front of him.

"Bang"

The dirt was cut in half.

The two angels joined forces to attack Larkin.

The angelic general, who was at the head, withdrew his gaze from the front and looked around the woods on the left and right. Ambush? These people actually want to fight an ambush war. It's just that as a humane civilian, what qualifications do you have to be an enemy of yourself and others?

Reach out and point to the left.

"Kill the Past"

"Yes"

The angel on the left drank loudly.

Hundreds of angels rushed out in unison and pounced murderously.

A small town is nothing more than a few worthless civilians, even if they are large and wear armor with a certain amount of power. It's just a paper tiger that can't bring out the essence of its power.

After all, in the final analysis, external forces are only external forces.

and the power that has been cultivated so hard are two completely different concepts.

Destroy them, wear out their will, and become the Lamb of our lord. Providing our Lord with a steady stream of faith is the most important thing they should do.

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