Orff's one-handed sword is thick and short, the weight is definitely not much lighter than the average longsword, and it is built by a master, carefully maintained every day, and the sharpness is not to mention the blowing and hairbreaking, but it is absolutely no problem to cut off a stack of copper coins.

And in itself, Orff has a lot of strength, and under this thorn, he broke the surface with a point, and immediately penetrated the solid armor.

There was a metallic twisting sound, and a muffled grunt came from the other side, followed by a big kick to Orff's chest.

Immediately, the two staggered back.

Orff struggled to his feet as he was held up by a few men behind him, while the man on the other side was sent to the back by the other ironclads.

Orff was helpless, the defense of these ironclad troops was too strong, even if he tried his best, he only hit three hard, so far, none of them had been killed, and he himself, his arms were numb, his heart was beating violently, his breathing was short, and most of his physical strength was consumed.

Orff looked around, and in the back, Aglius was like a monkey, making it impossible for Anglev to hit him, but again, he couldn't resist Anglev, who was still slaughtering.

In front of him, the ironclad army was like a moving fortress, an efficient meat grinder, and the weapons wielded by his subordinates were so powerless, cutting them out and stabbing them out, not only were their arms numb from the shock, but they also had little effect.

And those ironclad soldiers are just a moment, it's okay to dodge, but they didn't dodge but blocked, their shields were broken, their weapons were twisted, their arms were injured, and they couldn't stop it in the face of a second blow anyway. What was not dodged or blocked, that is, the place where it was hit was removed from the flesh film, blood was spit in the mouth, and then wilted to the ground.

Behind the Ironclad, there was a large group of people who threw spears, javelins, throwing knives, and shot with bows and crossbows, so that his men would not only face the threat of the Ironclad, but also the threat of those flying weapons.

Orff has even seen that in some fringe areas, some people have begun to sneak away.

Morale has collapsed.

It's time to plan, Orff thought to himself.

"Boss, hide!"

A hurried roar came, and Orff was startled, realizing that a behemoth had suddenly appeared in front of him.

He was clad in iron armor and wore a horned helmet, like a slightly smaller Angleff, but instead of a hammer, he used a three-foot mace and three iron eggs the size of a baby's fist, and he was the leader of the Iron Armour.

The steel teeth are large, the face is vicious, and the cunning is like a fox.

When he saw Orff wandering slightly, he slipped over quietly, and when Orff raised his head, the steel teeth suddenly attacked, and an iron egg was thrown out.

Bang!

Before Orff could react, his eyes were dark and his cheeks ached.

Dizzy, he fell to the ground, spitting out seven or eight bloody teeth.

Then, he heard a series of screams, felt that someone was dragging him backwards, and then, dragging his backward hand away, and then he was trampled on several times.

When he opened his eyes, he saw a horned helmet with two horns, and through the narrow slit of the horn helmet, he seemed to be able to see a pair of sadistic eyes.

"Next time, don't get distracted in front of me."

Steel Fang said in a sullen voice, raising his mace.

Bang!

The earth trembled slightly, and a puddle of blood rushed up several feet into the sky, splashing steel teeth all over his body, sliding down the iron armor on the steel teeth, leaving a large red trace.

The boss is dead!

Orff's men, who were struggling to support him, collapsed in an instant, but anyone who could run, throw away his weapon and turn his head, and those who were entangled were screamed in despair.

When Agreus saw this, he shouted, "Withdraw, withdraw!" ”

In fact, there was no need for him to shout, and the others also began to retreat, but they were much better than Orff's men, at least they didn't throw away their weapons.

"Where are you looking?"

A deep voice rang in his ears, and Achilles jerked his head, and the hammer passed over his head, brushing the back of his neck, a wet and painful one.

Throwing forward, Agthius instantly distanced himself from Angelif, but the sound of breaking through the air followed.

Damn it! It's a half-human mouse.

Agreus quickly turned around, the scimitar glowing with a blinding light.

Ding!

Two sparks burst into the air, and three crossbow arrows brushed him by, the last one right in the chest.

"Ugh!"

Aglius's expression changed drastically, his chain mail was not as defensive as Orff's iron armor, and suddenly two iron rings collapsed, and the crossbow arrow broke through the tough skin and pierced into the flesh, although it was only a shallow wound, but it was enough for the venom to penetrate into the bloodstream and stimulate his nerves.

It hurts, very, very painful.

It was like taking his flesh and burning it in the fire, and it was like putting salt on a wound.

Agathius's blood flow accelerated, his forehead, neck, and ears erupted, and he quickly stretched out his hand and pulled out the arrow, jumping up like a grasshopper, and running quickly backwards, escaping into the darkness.

"Don't try to run!"

Angeleve roared, like a brute bull, dragging the war hammer, and chased after Agreus on a rampage.

"Keep up with Father!"

Steel Fang roared loudly, although he loved to kill, and his blood stimulated his nerves and made his blood surge, but he had not forgotten his duty, their ironclad soldiers were Anglev's guards, and they couldn't stay away from Anglev.

"Whew!"

More than 30 tin cans smashed through the crowd and roared after Anglev's back.

When they chased them into an alley on the edge of Akeam, something happened.

Shout!

A black feathered arrow flew diagonally upward, and the heavy triangular arrow, with fierce inertia, hit the steel-toothed door, and pierced it along the gap above the cow's helmet.

The sound of metal twisting sounded, and the shaft of the arrow also broke with great force.

Steel Tooth screamed, covered the door and fell backwards, and the two brothers around him hurriedly caught him.

This was not over, a few more sounds of breaking the air sounded, and several arrows came one after another.

Bang Bang!

Two ironclad soldiers stood in front of Steelfang, blocking the four arrows that were in hot pursuit.

On the roof, Ake put away his bow, raised his hand, and shouted: "Release!" ”

Seven or eight big men rushed out of the corner, threw out pots of clay pots, and smashed them on the ground, and immediately the liquid inside splashed out.

Steel Fang broke away from the two brothers and pulled out the arrow with all his might, and even the eyeballs were pulled out.

He roared, threw away the arrow, and suddenly saw the black liquid on the ground, and his face changed dramatically.

Devil's Fire !!

"Brothers, follow me."

Although ordering a retreat would reduce losses, he could not order a retreat because his father was ahead.

This time the ambush was premeditated, they deliberately led my father to that side, there was a trap over there!

One by one, the torches were thrown out, flickering in mid-air, and after crossing an arc, they fell to the ground.

Rumble!

In an instant, flames more than one person high rose into the sky.