The forest beside the river beach made a loud buzz, a loud sound, and behind the dark green bushes, it was as if countless spikes suddenly appeared, and these thorns formed a translucent black wall forward, sweeping over the cobblestone-strewn riverbed, and the cavemen standing at the front were immediately caught off guard by being bumped into them, as if they really hit an invisible wall, and the huge impact made them stagnate, and then they retreated, and the corpses full of arrows lay motionless in the middle of the river beach like water-soaked stones. The full-text and ad-free novels are all biquge.info on Aishang Novel Network

The caveman was stunned by the sudden rain of arrows, "the front one retreated vigorously, but the one behind still moved forward under the action of great inertia." Hundreds of people collided on the river beach, and "for a moment it became a mess." Golden opportunity!

The thought flashed through the minds of the two mercenary leaders, Juta and Fern, who were hiding in the bushes, and they were the first to unsheath their swords and greatswords, as if they were ready to seize this opportunity to lead the crowd to charge and defeat these cavemen in one fell swoop. But the long sword in the scabbard that Brandope had in the sheath on his belt at his waist popped out at the same time, and as soon as his right hand moved, a wind pressure had already touched the ground and shot out a "brush" sound in front of the two commanders; With the forward sword wind, dead wood and severed blades flew up and down in front of the two of them, and Juta and Fern breathed for a moment, and subconsciously stopped to look at the young lord.

"Your Excellency?" Fern asked.

"Attack the formation and go to the river beach to line up." Brando looked ahead, "In his field of vision, more than fifty mercenary cavalry led by Tiger Sparrow were rounding the river beach, preparing to charge.

"My lord, but ......" The red-haired mercenary leader looked hatefully at the cavemen in the direction of the river beach, and she gritted her teeth full of white Sensen: "Don't miss the opportunity." ”

"Your opponent is not human." Brando glanced at her and replied succinctly. He raised his left hand and tapped his ear - signaling cavemen to fight in the darkness of the underground for many years, and as creatures who rely on their sense of hearing to divide their surroundings, they are far more sophisticated than fragile humans.

Even if they were to attack them for a while, these creatures from the underground of Qiaogandigang would quickly recover, "especially since the way they communicate with each other is also based on the same sound waves as a nose, which is much faster and more effective than humans relying on flags to identify teams and directions in the midst of chaos."

In the game, the Caveman's "Panic Attack" is much shorter than most creatures forming an army, with only one round. The worst in this regard is the goblins, which are almost impossible to reorganize once the formation is out of order. And the best thing is that the undead don't exist at all, and the surprise panic is not there.

For such creatures, only the best armies can seize a brief opportunity. And these mercenaries, in Brando's opinion, they were eliminated by Taoyou in the first place.

The two captains looked at each other, as if they could not be convinced, but at this time Clenthia drew her long sword and walked between them. "Listen to your lordship," the silver-haired middle-aged man in a shawl looked at the caveman on the river beach, keenly sniffing out something unusual, and replied, "In terms of experience in dealing with these monsters, we are inferior to Lord Lord. ”

Brando was slightly stunned, he glanced at this guy and saw some kind of ambition hidden in the other party's silver eyes. But he smiled in his heart, and he didn't care what the three Grand Masters wanted to follow him at this moment, because as long as there was such an expectation, then there would naturally be a time to give in.

"It's good to understand, I don't have time to explain," he replied, putting down the tip of his sword, "then carry out my orders." With that, Brando turned and turned in the direction of the riverbank.

The three regimental commanders fell silent. "What about you, sir?" But the red-haired mercenary leader Yuta asked with some trepidation, and it seemed to her that she still didn't understand why the young man had to fight the cavemen head-on.

It was an army of more than two hundred, if not close to three, from the underground of Qiaogandigang. Even a regular five-hundred-strong brigade of the Southern Legion of Eruin is here, and they dare not say that they can block the impact of the other party from the front, let alone the scattered mercenaries under their command.

"I already have a goal." Brando replied looking in the direction of the riverbank.

There the tiger sparrow and his cavalry were charging at the thirty or so cavemen and bear goblins, their hooves rumbling along the river beach - and the cavemen seemed to want to turn around and deal with the new enemy, but by this time the two holy archangels of Brando's control had completely removed their disguises, They spread their wings of light and entangled these enemies from behind, and the battle on the river beach suddenly became inseparable, and the two of them completely let go of their strength, the silver rank archangel and the three-headed bear goblin with the peak of black iron and the strength of the silver almost a tie, but under the entanglement of many cavemen, it was difficult to gain the upper hand.

But it was only a moment, and the situation soon changed, as Brando had lowered his sword and charged. The young man shot out of the forest like a sharp arrow, and when he first landed on the riverbank, he had already cut half the distance from the battlefield, and when he jumped up again with his feet on the ground, the man was like a ghost that had shot into the cavemen.

At that moment, in the eyes of the mercenaries who put down their crossbows and walked out of the forest, their young lord seemed to turn into a wandering black grating, and when he moved forward, the black tuxedo flew like a cloak swaying in the wind, and the flag was only in the blink of an eye, and it had already cut into the bait, between the "dangerer", the archangel and the caveman, and the bear goblin, and a few cavemen reacted and turned around to intercept this sudden enemy, but they had just raised their weapons, But Brando had already bypassed the sword and sword shadow like a ghost, approaching the middle of the battlefield, a bear goblin.

The bear goblin was extremely alert, and it shook its furry ears and subconsciously turned its hand. The flail in his hand waved at Brando, but this hand was slow in the eyes of the young man, who stopped to avoid the spiked iron ball, grabbed the cold iron chain, and the whole person flew high with the strength of the opponent - and then let go of the hand, and the person flipped in a circle in mid-air and landed steadily.

It landed right on the broad, thick shoulders of the bear goblin.

The whole action was done in one go, almost in a flash of light. In the blink of an eye, the mercenaries saw Brando kneeling on the broad shoulders of the bear goblin, calmly plunging his sword into the throat with both hands.

A bloody arrow, as dazzling as a broken flag on the river beach that afternoon.

Brando drew his sword" The bear goblin let out a low wail, its tall body swaying, and then falling with a thud. There was a moment of silence on the battlefield.

The mercenaries who saw this scene seemed to have forgotten about time and the world around them at that moment, and they subconsciously stopped, and the breath in their chests seemed to have a certain bloody, hot and legendary taste. However, although the people who commanded them also looked at the light figure, "they could not forget the environment at this moment.

Fern took a step forward, cutting off the line of sight between his men and Brando. He slashed forward with his greatsword and commanded in a deep voice: "Take out the speed, line up, move forward, don't let the other party go ashore......"

But the leader of the Fire Bands looked back, and in his eyes the cavemen had regained order at this moment.

These creatures from Jogandigang seemed to be able to communicate with each other through some kind of signal that spread through the air, and under the command of a dozen or so cavwelling warriors covered in purple and red, these monsters were still messing around in the previous rain of arrows...... The moment the mercenaries stepped out of the forest, they had already assembled" and they seemed ready to fight again.

No more than half a minute before and after.

Fern realized what a wise decision it had been for Brando to stop their charge, and if they did, they might have to face the regrouped cavemen before they reached the riverbank, but the mercenaries who had launched the charge would not be able to stop so easily.

To fight against an opponent much stronger than himself without losing his formation, Fern doesn't have to think about it to understand.

He turned his head to the side, and saw the same apprehensive gazes of Clenshia and Yuta on the other side of the battlefield who maintained order in the entire team.

"What kind ......of god is the young man now," thought Fern, "and there are such good descendants among the highland wizards and knights of Karasu, and those fellows are no better than the average nobleman......

But his mind returned to the battlefield, and he still felt that he was not very optimistic about this encounter. Although the young man's judgment was correct, the cavemen in front of him became more and more difficult to defeat. Even though they were lining up on the riverbank, he could not believe that they would be able to hold off even the first charge in the face of an enemy who was far superior to them in terms of morale, organization, and personal strength.

He raised his hand, and the soldiers in the first row were "booming, flattening the big shields, and the back row were the warriors and swordsmen who temporarily acted as spearmen, and the professional archers and crossbowmen were reloading, but the previous round of arrow rain in addition to chaos only caused few results, and now it is really difficult to say how much effect it can have, it is nothing more than psychological comfort.

Sure enough, the cavemen who fell after a rain of arrows turned out to be no more than a single digit. The caveman and the tall bear goblin waded through the water in formation, the sound of an approaching death march, and it was not just Fern, who could clearly see the look of retreat and hesitation on the faces of his men.

It's shaken.

There were less than a hundred feet left," the crossbowman fired a third round of arrows, and Fern could clearly see that the feeble arrows had bounced off the bear goblin's thick fur, barely doing anything.

Fifty feet.

Juta gritted her teeth and stood at the front of her men, thinking that although she was not strong, she could at least mitigate the impact of the cavemen on her men... those who called her the head of the eldest sister and also regarded her as a brother and sister.

For the first time, she felt a little regretful, wondering if she had made a mistake: she looked back in the direction where the young man was, and at the moment Brando had just placed the second bear goblin, but had not looked at it; Yuta couldn't help but wonder if the other party didn't care about their lives or deaths like the other nobles.

Twenty feet.

Crenthia could barely make out the folds in the skin of the cavemen on the other side, his head covered in sweat and his sword clenched in his hand.

The next moment, two armies - or not armies. In short, the mercenary collided with the caveman. But the results were beyond everyone's expectations.

Because at that moment, all voices were lost on the battlefield.

Everybody feels so.

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