Chapter 150: Pleats
"Surrender, or death?"
The hoarse voice clearly entered the eardrums of every guardian mercenary. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info
The regimental commander is dead, and the mercenaries seem to have no reason to continue fighting. When the first person lays down his weapon, there will be a second and a third......
But at this moment, it seemed that she had long been unable to bear it anymore, and Pesci, the king of mercenaries who was furious, had green veins on her white forehead, and suddenly she stood up from the throne again, instructed the crossbowmen to shoot two thousand collapsed spear mercenary warriors, and then shouted an order to the remaining four thousand sword and shield mercenaries, "Only one side can live, and those who surrender will die!" β
At the moment when the pupils of the hundred Chosen Templars contracted and erupted with anger, those mercenary warriors who had laid down their weapons took up their weapons again one after another, and then roared and killed desperately.
One hundred vs four thousand.
The blades and shields staggered, and bright red blood spurted into the blue sky.
A hundred Chosen Templars were at Sauron's side, fighting, killing, and guarding glory.
When the first Chosen Templar soldier gradually lost his strength and fell to the ground with blood spilled. Although he can choose to quit the battle and return to the Temple of God. However, the Chosen Templars chose to die in battle.
The corpses gradually piled up into small mountains, and the movements of the Chosen Templars gradually changed from formidable to stiff. His power and stamina were all drained, and Lisuo's slash turned into a stiff slam of the shield.
Blood flowed, and the dark red was gradually replaced by misery.
Drop by drop, they slowly multiplied, and when the last Chosen Templar also fell...... Only Sauron was left to fight alone.
What is the limit of the power of the demigods, I believe that today Sauron finally has a satisfactory understanding for him. Boom, a war sword smashed on Zoro's chest, and the price of the other party was that he was pinched by Zoro's neck accurately, and then added strength little by little, making the other party feel that life was passing.
Boom! A shield smashed into Zoro's back, and even the demigod body, after holding out for an hour and slaughtering hundreds of warriors with his own hands, was slightly injured, and Sauron opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood.
Feeling angry.
Then quickly pull out a dagger from the mercenary who had turned into a corpse, turn around, and pass under the skull of the sneak attacker as fast as possible.
Blood continued to bubble out of the attacker's mouth like a fountain, spilling Zoro all over his body.
At this point, this is the last person he killed with his own hands. 1oo Chosen Templars, and 4ooo sword and shield mercenaries, all of whom died in battle.
The bright armor was covered in blood, and the red cloak became even more scarlet because it was soaked with blood, and as Sauron dragged his tired body, wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth, and stared at the stands.
Pesci, the king of mercenaries, waved his palm very decisively and once again sent two A-level mercenary groups.
Woowoowooββββββ
If it is a pike-based infantry with spears and spears, such infantry generally fights in phalanx groups.
It requires a high degree of training, and it is a very considerable branch of the group combat effectiveness, and it is also the most powerful force of infantry against cavalry. The spear mercenary group failed because his opponent was the sub-gods.
The assault infantry, which is dominated by destructive two-handed weapons such as swords and axes, has a powerful impact and can crush the sparse enemy forces in one fell swoop.
The ruling mercenary group is all heavily armored men wearing light armor and holding two-handed swords or two-handed axes.
As for the Inquisition Mercenary Regiment, they were all ordinary hoplites with shields and one-handed weapons.
All equipped with riding spears and maces.
It was hard work to make horse armor for mounts, with steel armor for the chest and neck, chain mail for the back hips, and various straps.
Tailor-made equipment for knights, even men and horses are wrapped in steel armor, and the joints are also extremely complex steel sleeves and bolts. Each suit of armor has the name of its owner, like a knight's mount and sword.
The scale of 10,000 mercenaries, two mercenary groups.
Step into the arena neatly. As for the bounty, it is the goal of attracting the two mercenary captains. Tens of millions of gold coins.
"Prepare to die!"
"Death is your way out. Sub-gods! β
The two A-level mercenary group Zhang stared at Zoro on the field, at this moment, no one took the prestige of the sub-god clan in their eyes.
Ten thousand vs one
There is no suspense. No one in this world can fight against a legion.
"Go back and tell Weavers that if you want to be my enemy, first go and persuade your Imperial Senate, and then spend most of the year gathering troops and then come to my mercenary city!"
Percy is on top and seems proud of the strength he has today. In her eyes. Even if the god of the sky really returns, I'm afraid there is nothing to be done about her. As for the skill of the sub-god warrior to be able to leave the battle at any time, Percy knew very well in her heart that she might not be able to keep the other party.
However, Sauron, covered in blood, still walked with a spear in his hand, staggering. He was so tired that he looked like a weathered old man.
Under the heavy helmet, the facial muscles stretch smoothly upwards and backwards. The 10,000-strong army that came from the top of the eyes. The seemingly lonely and helpless 'Subgod Warrior' actually laughed.
"Swear in the name of Sauron!"
Boomββββββ the entire arena shook slightly.
According to Sauron's understanding of the devouring and ethereal power of the Temple of God, the Temple of God could be anywhere in the world if it changes places every five minutes.
As the god of the sky, Sauron can summon the power of the Temple at any time.
Only Sauron knew that in his own name was the precursor and spell that summoned the temple of the gods.
"I worship courage, perseverance, and faith because they have always helped me deal with the difficulties I encountered!"
Buzzββββ
Two holy cities and a temple become one. The visual effect is that it looks like a huge portico appearing out of thin air on the plain.
"Courage is the measure of the size of the soul. A true warrior dares to face the bleak life and face the dripping blood. β
"The crown of glory is woven of thorns."
Between the waves, a huge porch was formed in the flat arena.
The Temple of God. 1oo meters high and 3oo meters wide, it is decorated with reliefs and is a golden four-wheeled chariot with a spear in hand.
If you say, a hundred Chosen Templars once shook the entire mercenary city in the arena.
Then, what is coming is a subversion of the senses. A majestic scene that subverts everything. Nineteen thousand nine hundred Chosen Templars are passing through the massive Temple porch.
Each Chosen Warrior who stepped through the doorway, the bright silver of their armor turned gold. And in front of the cuirass emerges a dragon head.
Even the palms of the Chosen Warriors were wrapped in armor, and the spears of the Chosen Templars were no longer in the shape of ordinary spears, but had rectangular and flat heads. It looks sharper and harsher.
In the dripping raindrops.
The king of the eagles, ββββ Weavers, in addition to the scattered splinters that burst out of his pupils, the war spear in his hand also carried a dazzling sharpness.
When the two mercenary groups were bluffed back by the sudden arrival of the huge porch and the thousands of sub-god warriors, Zoro raised the sword in his hand.
Following the sword in Sauron's hand, 19,900 Templars went crazy and slaughtered the two mercenary groups of Judgment and Trial!
"Templar of God Level 1 Skill ββββ Rhythm of War (Passive) The Chosen Templar's attack will deal powerful damage to the target, and the Chosen Templar's attack can inflict blood splash on the target."
Nineteen thousand nine hundred Templars rushed at the enemy.
If this bloody, brave, and shocking scene brings everyone crazy.
Twenty minutes later.
The arena was littered with fragments of corpses, deformed armor, weapons, mutilated body bones, and various internal organs torn out.
There was silence in the arena, hundreds of thousands of eyes full of blood, blood, blood, blood, ......blood,
I can't help but feel the contents of my stomach gushing up. Good sour. Crushed and indistinguishable entrails, viscous blood, and shattered steel were mixed into mud and smeared everywhere.
The skulls scattered here and there were rotten faces. Without exception, a terrifying picture.
It's so irritable, it's heavy, and it's like it's got lead on my heels. Many people don't want to look any further, and all this is beyond the scope of people's understanding.
Those bones and fragments can't imagine these piles of things as humans, and their appearance before death is not at all recognizable.
Adjudication and trial of the two mercenary captains. Falling to their knees motionless, there was a pool of blood beneath them, and the foreheads of the two were not visible, only a spear that had been stabbed into the back of the neck.
"Pesci, get off your throne, now!" This is Weavers' warning!
However, the face of Pesci, the king of mercenaries. The white muscles trembled with rage, and the eyes erupted with a fiery gaze. Obviously, Percy had understood something, but she was still not reconciled.
"Black Tiger, Bloodthirsty, Lightning! Three mercenary groups, as well as five thousand arena guards, I order you to attack! The unwillingness in the heart of the mercenary king Pesci made her roar in anger. The sound rolled like thunder, reaching everyone's ears in the arena.
2oooovs1ooooγ
It seems that the maximum capacity of the arena has been reached.
Black Tiger Mercenary Regiment, armed with a big sword, five thousand knight mercenary regiments riding black tigers.
Bloodthirsty mercenary group, wearing ten-inch steel claws, five thousand wolf clans.
Lightning Mercenary Regiment, a forked banner embroidered with a lightning bolt symbol, an assassin-type mercenary warrior carrying a curved blade. Plus five thousand arena guards armed with tower shields.
The wrath of Pesci, the king of mercenaries. Twenty thousand trembling mercenary warriors filled the small half of the arena.
Seeing Percy's choice, Weavers' eyebrows furiously lifted upward, but his mouth grinned downward.
The 20,000 mercenaries stepped into the arena, and the muscles on Weavers' face froze suddenly, and they didn't move. Then, at the moment when Sauron nodded, the nineteen thousand nine hundred Chosen Templars finally had a unified movement.
They shot out like a broken arrow.
Then ββββββ "the heavens, the collapse, the earth, the split!! β
A bloody massacre exploded in an instant.
It's an accident, but it's also inevitable! In an instant, the earth shook and screamed. And the roar of the Chosen Templars!
Five minutes later...... The blood all over the ground stained the whole earth red.
Ten minutes later...... Mutilated corpses, torn visceral tissue, bare muscle fibers, and bright or dried radial blood stains were everywhere.
On the ground lay the bodies of three mercenary leaders.
Among the most tragic, the arm of the Black Tiger Leader was torn, and his thigh was thrown far away, and it seemed that his confident muscles could not protect him.
The leader of the Lightning Mercenary Regiment, his cheap leather coat was torn open, and he still held a weapon of self-defense in his hand.
He was showing off his assassination skills, although it seemed that his resistance was completely useless.
The bloodthirsty leader's face still had the pain and despair that preceded death. Sure enough, even a wolf clan like him, who is accompanied by death, has never had the experience of being killed in an instant like this.
The Countess of the Arena died in obscurity, for her head was gone.
"You want war! ββββThat's the result! β
Staring above the stands.
The Chosen Templar straddled around, approaching and pointing diagonally at the entire area of the stands with the spear in his hand. Within a distance of 3oo meters, maybe the next second will be 'the sky falling apart'.
When the two S-level giants of Black Hawk and Phantom, the red-eyed Jenny and the squinting Vic, have already seen the clues. Decisively slipped off his seat and reverently knelt on the ground.
It's all gone.
Percy wanted to cry, but she didn't know how to cry anymore.
The light rain in the sky has stopped.
A ray of dawn pierced the dark clouds and illuminated the arena.
A heavy helmet was suddenly removed, the silver head was staggering, and the smooth and fair face revealed the angular cold handsomeness.
The long, narrow eyes that hang down, and the deep eyes that twinkle like moonlight.
The god of the skyββββ Sauron.
A pair of bright silver eyes, looking at people or things, will always make many people mistaken. The owner of these eyes seems to be looking into the distance.
Finally, Pesci's trembling white hands removed the crown from his head, and he slipped off the throne and fell to his knees.
"The Great and Holy ββββββ the Emperor"
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The sky was gray, and the stars were faintly releasing their faint light. In the darkness of the night. The earth was dark, and the light of the stars was insignificant.
The city of mercenaries and the temple of mercenaries. Top ββββ
In Zoro's opinion, without a few centimeters of boots and pleated skirts, Pesci's smooth body is actually very low and thin, and her reaction can only be described as panicked.
Shock, ambivalence, confusion, dissatisfaction, anger...... Countless emotions that were difficult for her tore at Jiu's heart, making her painful.
Looking at herself in the mirror -- the invincible queen turned into a woman with unkempt head, many red marks all over her thighs, and suddenly much older. (To be continued.) )