While!

The shaft of the bolt was broken, and only the arrow was stuck in the body.

Orff's face changed, he scolded, and slashed his one-handed sword on his chest like an electric shock, removing the arrow inserted in his chest, and there was an extra hole in the iron armor, it seemed that the power of the crossbow was somewhat unexpected.

But fortunately, the iron plate was thick enough, but it just happened to break through a layer of his oily skin, and he was not injured multiple times.

However, Orff felt a sharp pain in his chest.

This familiar feeling let him know that he was poisoned, and eighty percent of it was scorpion poison.

On the other end, Aglius shook his figure, two arrows broke through the air, and the scimitar flicked one away, from which it can be seen that his skills are much better than Orff.

He sprang under his feet, his body suddenly accelerated, and rushed towards the centaur mouse, tearing through the air with a single slash, making a "hissing" sound like a poisonous snake spitting a letter.

The demi-mouse took a deep look at Agreus, and then his body flickered, and Agreus pierced through the figure of the demi-mouse, and the knife slashed heavily at Angelev's leg, leaving a long dent in Angreev's leg.

"Hah! Small bugs. ”

Angelev turned his head sharply, white gas overflowing from his visor, and he swung his huge war hammer and smashed it down.

Aglius kicked Angeliff in the knee and sped away with the help of the reaction force, followed by a loud explosion on the ground where he had just been, and the rubble flew and spiderweb-like cracks spread under the hammer.

Dust rose into the sky and covered the figure of Anglev.

The dust in the sky bulged, and in an instant, Anglev broke through the dust like an open cloth, and the war hammer was raised high, roaring out.

Agreus's face changed greatly, and his waist seemed to be broken, and he bent backwards to 90 degrees.

The hammer grazed his body, and the wind hit his face, and his face ached.

Like a shrapnel, Aglius quickly straightened and leaped to his feet, his scimitar slashing diagonally from the bottom up.

With the sound of gold and iron clashing, a string of sparks exploded on Angelev's neck guard.

Angrev was not affected in the slightest, and the warhammer pulled back.

Agreus kicked Angelev in the chest, followed by a backflip to dodge the returning war hammer, and as soon as he landed, out of the corner of his eye, he saw the Centaur Mouse in the shadow at Angelev's feet, aiming his crossbow at him.

Agreus swooped out.

Puff puff puff!

With six soft sounds, six crossbow arrows followed closely behind Aglius's buttocks, hitting the ground one after another, and before they entered, a cloud of dust burst open, leaving only the tail to tremble slightly.

After a round of shooting, the centaur did not hesitate, turned his head and burrowed into the shadows again, followed by two throwing knives, which slammed into Anglev's body and was then bounced away.

After a tumble, Agreus stood up.

As soon as he stood up, he saw Angrev rushing over like a whirlwind of bloody rain.

Two unlucky people who happened to be in front of Angelev were hit by the war hammer one after another, one was blown out of the head and the other was blown out of the chest, and the mutilated body was knocked open by Anglev's huge body and fell to the ground, blood poured out without money, staining the earth red.

Aglius took a deep breath and rushed over, a tumbling that avoided Anglev's sight, followed by a slash that sounded with a piercing metal crash.

Desperate, Aglius dodged to the side, dodging the massive hammer.

Anglev's armor was made of steel, and the craftsmen who created it were extremely skillful, the design was just right, the whole armor was seamless, and the thickness and weight were outrageous, and his knife slashed at it, leaving in vain a series of white dents that were not deep and inconspicuous, and could not break through its defenses at all.

After fighting for a while, Orff hadn't appeared yet, and Agreus couldn't hold up Angelev alone, so he scolded in his heart, and hurriedly looked around, looking for allies who could help.

At this moment, Angrev's men had already rushed up.

The leader is more than 30 iron cans, they are called the ironclad army, is the iron core of Anglev, made of Anglev with a lot of resources, each person is equipped with a set of covered iron armor to wrap the whole body, with a hammer and axe, each of them is a strong man, in order to ensure their strength, everyone has to eat at least five catties of meat every day, as well as other miscellaneous grains and water, and the money spent is unimaginable to ordinary people.

In order to ensure their loyalty, Angrev's violent temper was also restrained in front of them, and each of them was Angreev's adopted son, who was personally selected and trained by Angrev.

Although the training is hard, there is nothing to say about the benefits.

The meat is eaten openly, the water is open to drink, the women sleep casually, even if it is an Angrev woman, they are entitled to share.

It can be said that Anglev's love for them is even greater than Angelev's love for his children.

Therefore, Angrev only trusts them, and they also regard Angrev as a father and swear never to betray them, and in the end, they are there wherever Angrev is.

It is also because of their existence that Sophia is jealous, and many times she wants to kill Angelev, but she has never found a chance.

The strength of the ironclad army is not to say, and the combined forces of Agreus and Orff are completely vulnerable in front of them.

In the face of the spears or scimitars that came from them, they did not dodge at all, and those spears and scimitars hit them, only in vain to appear one pit after another, and some of them were lucky to penetrate, and only brought some minor injuries to the people inside.

However, when they counterattacked, a hammer or an axe fell, and those who stood in the way were killed.

In the face of this group of invulnerable iron cans gathered together, the coalition forces had no choice, and were forced to retreat step by step, almost collapsing.

Fortunately, a group of small bosses with extraordinary strength rushed forward and reluctantly stalemate.

Orff shouted loudly, his forehead bruised, and sweat poured like rain.

His wound continued to cause bursts of intense pain, distracting him, and he could only use eighty percent of his strength, and his speed also slowed down, causing his strength to be greatly reduced.

But he had to endure the pain and go all out to resist this group of ironclad soldiers with outstanding achievements.

Obstruct!

With a loud bang, the axe slammed into his sword, and Orff shook his jaw, and the one-handed sword in his hand almost came out of his hand.

He deflected the blade of the sword with all his might, allowing the axe to slide off the sword, unloading a large amount of force, but even so, the one-handed sword in his hand was still not lightly damaged, with a huge gap, and the blade was slightly distorted.

"Ahh

Orff roared, and his body flew up, pounced like a leopard, and the one-handed sword in his right hand stabbed out violently.