"Attention, enemy attack, enemy attack!" "Kill!!"

With the roar of the soldier who slammed into the street before he died, all the people who were still sleeping in a daze and didn't know why all rolled over and got up, and the other party saw that his plan was exposed, and no longer sneakily hidden, shouting and rushing up, and the scene suddenly became a pot of porridge.

"You guys keep your formation back to back, follow me!" Seeing the crisis of the situation, Acoste didn't care to find out where his large army was, and as private soldiers in a small territory, the equipment they wore did not have a uniform and conspicuous mark, which led to the fact that except for the people in his own garrison, Acoste couldn't even recognize the friendly troops, and a group of people only knew how to cut people when they saw them, which was as chaotic as the demons of the bloody battle in the bottomless abyss.

"Dead open." Yacoste shouted, crossed his hands and held his sword in a V-shape to resist a warrior's slash, and then slid the weapon downward, and the unlucky warrior found that his lower body had become three, and blood gushed out like a spring, and before the other party could scream, Yacoste swept his throat with a sword, and the warrior lost consciousness in front of his eyes. And the Curry who followed behind Acoste stood in horned positions back to back, each holding a shield to protect one side, and when they saw someone rushing over, they used their shields to block and stabbed out their long swords, so they unknowingly knocked over several opponents.

"Hey, Acoste, over here!" Just when Acoster and the others were forced to get involved in the battle group and didn't know where to break through, Hancock, covered in blood, yelled at Acoste. As a Northland barbarian, he likes the feeling of killing the most, after turning on the rage, he is like a god of war wielding a battle axe back and forth to kill, I don't know how many enemies died in his hands, the whole person is like Shura, the body is full of enemy stumps and broken arms, but Yacoste was a little surprised to see that his blood-red eyes were still sane after he turned on the rage. In his previous life, he often used this skill when he was a warrior, and after turning on the rage, there will generally be a strength +3 and a physique +3 increase, but the biggest drawback is that he will become unrecognizable and delirious, and this situation will not get better until he becomes a high-level warrior. However, he couldn't think about it so much at the moment, and Yacoste immediately rushed over with Curry.

"Hehe, you guys are really powerful, not much better than the young people of our tribe." Hancock laughed and slashed an enemy in front of him with an axe, and the other party also tried to block Hancock's huge battle axe with a shield, who would have thought that under the crushing of the force, he was directly connected to the shield and was smashed to the ground by Hancock, and then his head was easily cut off.

"Won't you lose your mind after your rage?" Not to be outdone, Yacoste stabbed a person's giant sword to death with dazzling swordsmanship. The suspicious and remorseful eyes of the other party before he died seemed to be asking, why are you so young and so delicate but so hanging.

"We Northland barbarians are not the true barbarians and orcs. We have our own training methodology. At each time we go berserk, we will enter the cold and biting ice lake to soak in it to prevent ourselves from losing consciousness, but our berserk also has a drawback, each time we go berserk, we only add a little strength and constitution, and the duration is usually only 15 minutes. Hancock laughed and answered Acoster's question, and as he slew, he grabbed an enemy by the neck with one hand. With a height of more than two meters, he lifted the other party as easily as he grabbed a chicken. As soon as the big fan-like hand twisted hard, the other party was choked off and swallowed.

"Okay, so what do we do now, do you have an idea?" Yacoste sold a flaw and let the opponent cut over, and immediately turned back to dodge the opponent's inevitable blow, and the two long swords in his hand then twisted the momentum of the body and slashed at the opponent's waist, and the huge force cut off the opponent's waist. Such a domineering killing method also made the other enemies who were about to attack a little frightened, and gradually avoided the direction of Acoste.

"How do I know, anyway, we still have the strength to fight for a while now, if no one has come to support us, we will kill backwards, anyway, we have done our best, haven't we?" Hancock's bright red gaze gradually faded at this time, and it seemed that the time for the fury had passed. People have also become sensible. Seeing the more and more enemies around his people, he himself became worried. Speaking of which, although the Northland barbarians believe in Pastan, the god of war, and think that they can enter the other party's kingdom after dying in battle, so the outside world unanimously believes that they are the most fearless race of death, in fact, it is not all like this, at least when life and death can be chosen, Hancock will not hesitate to choose to live, otherwise he will not be an adventurer because of a leg and foot injury, but come over to be a relatively stable garrison.

"Damn, there are more and more of them, we can't hold on." The voice of the mad dog Livingston came from behind, I don't know if it was a coincidence or a purpose, Acoste found that there were more and more enemies in their area, how many private soldiers could a baron in a small territory have? Acoste looked at this number and felt that the other party had used 90% of his troops on the other side.

"Brush." Acoste retreated and slashed another enemy to death, but on the other side he was struck by another warrior with a shield on his side. Feeling that he was about to be exhausted, Yacoste didn't stand firm, and was arched to the ground by his opponent, and just as the opponent was smiling and ready to come up and kill Yacoste, an arrow pierced his head from the side, making his smug smile still freeze on his face to death.

The frightened Acoste hurriedly got up from the ground, and at the same time turned his head to look behind him, only to see Lapier, who had always had a conflict with him, silently stretching his bow and arrows, and shooting in another direction, Acoste glanced at the other party gratefully, and then looked in the direction of the castle. They had been fighting for almost half an hour, and since the other side had pressed all their forces on their side, the garrison of another town had long since disappeared, and it was not known whether they had been killed or escaped, and the people in the castle had still closed the gates, neither sending private soldiers to support them, nor opening the door to let them in. Thinking about it over and over again, there is only one possibility for this situation, and that is that they were abandoned.

"Damn. Hancock, let's kill from behind. That damned baron has already treated us like outcasts, and what reason do we have to fight for him! Yacoste came to the front line again, with a long sword against the newly incoming enemy, while yelling in the direction of Hancock, Aktuyaf didn't know where, Hancock was the most powerful person in the entire garrison, if you want everyone to break out in an orderly manner, you must have Hancock to get out.

"Okay." Hancock forced back the enemy in front with his tomahawk, raised his weapon and shouted in a loud voice, "Attention all the militia of Tuk Town, the rear team becomes the front team, break through backwards, quickly, break through backwards!" ”

When everyone heard Hancock's order, they cheered up again, shouted loudly and rushed behind them, invincible for a while, and the private soldiers on the opposite side of the battle did not expect that the other party was as brave as fighting chicken blood all of a sudden, and was instantly rushed out of a big gap.

Hancock, as the leader at this time, was naturally very on the road, standing alone at the back of the team, a battle axe more than one meter long was danced by him, blocking all the enemies who wanted to pursue, and no one dared to cross the thunder pool half a step.

"Run!" Seeing that the people behind him had almost broken through to the edge of the woods, Acoster immediately turned back and shouted at Hancock, and at the same time went to lower the longbow himself, the half-elf's talent for the longbow was undoubtedly revealed, and the arrows shot out like machine guns, nailing many enemies in front of Hancock, Hancock gave Acoster a thumbs up, and started the charge backwards without looking back, and he was about to break out.

At this moment, a fireball fell from the sky, engulfing Hancock's burly body in an instant