Tier 5 psychic ability, headshot!

The blood-stained demon hand left Yushchenko behind and calmly retreated, and the dimensional cave that tore through the night closed. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Yushchenko's body lay silently in the wasteland, his shattered skull and vain eyes showing what terrible mental torture he had endured in the moment of death.

"This ...... What the hell is a strange trick......" Yakov stared blankly at Yushchenko's sluggish face, and a chill rushed from the soles of his feet to the ends of his hair.

"General, it's not appropriate to stay here for a long time, let's go!" One of the guards galloped in and hurriedly jumped off the wolf's back to give up his mount to Yakov and escort him out of the battlefield that was about to fall under the siege of the Koras.

Yakov was at a loss to be pushed by the guards to the wolf, suddenly came to his senses, shook off the guards and turned around and whistled, and the deserted plateau tyrannosaurus stopped in the chaos of the army, hesitated for a moment, and finally followed the whistle call back to its master.

Yakov first gathered Yushchenko's corpse, put it on the dragon's back, and then rode on his own. Looking around the battlefield with the reins, just a moment after he was shot down by the Demon Hand and Yushchenko was headshot, the Black Orc cavalry, which had finally regrouped, had been completely crushed by the enemy's heavy cavalry. The ragged troops could no longer organize an effective resistance, and either fled for their lives or fought on their own, with less than a hundred elite guards still standing by his side to resist the siege of the enemy.

"General, if you don't leave, I'm afraid it'll be too late!" The guards beside him couldn't help but urge.

Yakov felt that he was lacking in skills, nodded helplessly, and urged the Tyrannosaurus to leave the battlefield. Those black orcs who were still stubbornly resisting, when they saw that their handsome banners had withdrawn, their fighting spirit was immediately lost, and those who could escape only cared about fleeing for their lives, and those who had nowhere to escape had to drop their weapons and raise their hands in surrender.

The battle in the ravine lasted from evening to midnight, and the long march of the Black Orcs returned with more than two thousand casualties, at least half of whom fell under the guns of the Koras; In addition, nearly 1,000 people surrendered. After this battle, the "Dragon's Eye" stole chickens and rice, and the strongest cavalry regiment in the north was greatly damaged.

Rudolph rode around the battlefield, accompanied by high-ranking generals such as Merlin, Boris, Alexei and Pavel. Boris had just returned from the field hospital, and his usually serious face showed a rare look of joy.

"Your Excellency, our casualties in this battle are only more than two hundred, most of the casualties are from the cavalry, the previous pursuit was met by Yakov and his personal guards fierce resistance, fortunately, Yakov and his lieutenant Yushchenko accidentally fell off their horses during the battle for some reason, causing the enemy to lose command and fall into chaos, and our army seized the opportunity to defeat in one fell swoop, otherwise the casualties would have been even greater."

"I also find it strange that Yakov and Yushchenko were still on the battlefield a moment ago, and they were knocked to the ground in a blink of an eye, as if someone was secretly helping us." Mage Merlin frowned.

Rudolph thought for a moment, and suddenly smiled: "It's probably Roland who is playing tricks." ”

"Young Master Roland...... Is this possible? Alexei was skeptical. He had witnessed Yakov's slaughter on the battlefield, and he knew that he was no match for the Black Dragon General, and even if Lord Rudolph personally attacked, it would be difficult to defeat this powerful half-black dragon cloud giant in a short period of time. And in his impression, Roland is still just a hairy boy with low strength, even if he has made rapid progress this year, it is unlikely that he will have the strength to defeat Yakov, not to mention that he has also piggybacked on the half-dragon jackal black guard Yushchenko, whose strength is not much inferior to Yakov. Rudolph's speculation is unbelievable, perhaps it just reflects his high expectations for his son?

Not only Alexei, but also Merlin, Boris and Pavel were skeptical of Rudolph's speculation.

"It's just my intuition, as for whether that kid from Roland did it, you'll find out if you ask him yourself." Rudolph raised his chin, "Look, he's coming." ”

Everyone followed his gaze to the night sky, and at some point a silver-gray airship emerged from the clouds, refracted a blurry halo in the moonlight, and slowly landed on the bloodstained battlefield with a mysterious aura.

"This is the 'Dawn' that Roland mentioned in his letter, the crystallization of the most advanced magic technology in the North Bay." Rudolph led the group towards the airship, interested in this behemoth that could travel in the air, "It is expected that this large flying machine will play a vital role in future wars, and we can go inside the airship to have a look later." ”

At this time, the door of the airship was already open, and Roland led the entire crew down the gangway to meet his father for review.

"Salute!" Roland gave the order and led all his companions to give his father and his party the standard military salute of Kolas - his left fist was clenched across his chest, and his young faces were solemn. Rudolph was slightly stunned, then stopped and returned the salute, and all the generals behind him also saluted, and the two generations reunited after a long absence, and the atmosphere was extremely solemn.

After saluting each other, Roland shouted "take a break" and walked towards his father with a smile. The father and son hugged again after a year apart, and Rudolph shook his son's arm vigorously, unable to hide his excitement: "Good boy, you have done a good job this year, and now our father and son can fight side by side again." ”

"I've been looking forward to this day for a long time." After a year, a few wrinkles were added to the corners of his father's eyes, Roland couldn't help but feel a little sad in his eyes, held his father's hand and asked: "I'm afraid you have worked hard a lot this year, and your health is okay?" ”

"The body is not bad, but I am getting older, and my spirit is not as good as before." Rudolph sighed.

"Don't say that, you don't look old at all, standing with me, you don't know and think we're brothers." Roland said with a smile.

Rudolph glared at his son angrily, "What are you talking about, it's not big or small!" How have you progressed this year, take the time for our father and son to compete, I want to check whether you are serious about cultivating martial arts. ”

"I'm happy to accompany you, but don't be heavy-handed with your old man, a dignified new legendary powerhouse, it's boring to bully a rookie like me."

With the help of the "Pupil of Fate", Roland could tell from the first time he saw his father that he had advanced to the legendary realm, and his current professional level was level 10 Sindra Black Guard and level 11 Sindra Priest. As far as the entire Far East is concerned, except for the four old legends of the Black Robe, the Dragon King, Valentina and Beowulf, it will be his turn next. Of course, although Roland's professional level is not high, the advanced profession of "Hand of God" is extremely strong, and counting the psychic abilities and other mystical secret skills that absorb the strengths of others, his overall strength is actually not much worse than his own father.