The five scouts looked up, their eyes suddenly widened, and a hint of surprise crept up on their faces, only to see a blue starlight appear in the sky, smashing down against the wall.

"Your Excellency!"

Rebecca shouted, tears welling up in her eyes, they all recognized that it wasn't a meteor, but a savior!

"I hadn't gone far enough when I met a team of scouts who had come to replace us, and then I ......," said Zoka eagerly, "and not far away, I met the Legion Brigade who had come to support, led by the Lord himself!" ”

Zhuoka kept talking, Rebecca and they couldn't stop nodding, and the panic was swept away, until Cheng Xiaotian controlled the sword light and landed in front of them.

Still dressed in white, Cheng Xiaotian stood at the top of the high wall, and a sword light circled around him, like an immortal descending.

"Where are you going?" Cheng Xiaotian asked, although the voice was not loud, everyone could hear it. The people who were about to go to the werewolves were stunned when they heard this, and they stopped and looked back.

Under the walls of Greymane, everyone raised their heads, their mouths wide open and their faces full of surprise, and those who could not see from the angle shouted urgently, "Who is here?" Who is it?! ”

"It's him......" Alonso saw Cheng Xiaotian and lost his mind instantly.

"It's Lord of the Arathi Basin! I've seen him before! A samurai shouted in a trembling voice, and the crowd was stunned for a second, and then it boiled like a boiling pot.

People cried, shouted, praised, pleaded, and the tightly huddled formation began to spread outward. They risked being exposed to the crossbow arrows, just to be able to take a look at this legendary great lord, and now except for Cheng Xiaotian, they had no hope, and those people who had just walked out of the crowd were overwhelmed by the crowd in the blink of an eye.

Tens of thousands of people poured out in the face of sharp crossbow arrows, and the thousands of werewolf light cavalry looked at each other, not knowing who to aim at.

"Lord Cheng Xiaotian!" Alonso rushed up and yelled: "You are an invasion!" It's time to be judged! ”

"Aggression? Trial! Cheng Xiaotian looked at the corpses all over the ground, as well as the people who were crying in despair, stared at Alonso with a fierce look, gritted his teeth and said: "You are right, I am here to invade you, as for the trial?" ”

Speaking of this, Cheng Xiaotian looked at the tens of thousands of expectant faces below, pointed at Alonso and shouted: "You will judge, what punishment should he go to?!" ”

"Hanging!"

"Hang him!"

The people shouted loudly, the sound of hatred rolled out of his chest, and Alonso was swept away by the sound, only to feel a "buzz" in his head, and even the people and horses involuntarily took a few steps back.

"And your king!" Cheng Xiaotian yelled again.

"Death penalty!"

"Execute King Grime's entire family, including the women and children!"

People responded louder.

Cheng Xiaotian looked at Alonso viciously, "This is your judgment!" ”

As soon as he finished speaking, a dense "whoosh" sounded in the night sky behind him, and a row of anchor hook arrows connected to ropes flew up, hundreds of them, and hung them on the wall skirt in a parabola. Immediately after that, a row of blue-clothed warriors climbed the high wall with great agility, carried longbows, and rushed to the east end of the high wall in a few steps, standing in a row, looking down on the werewolf army with fierce gods.

"Now, break through this cage." Cheng Xiaotian shouted.

"Yes!" The samurai in the gap shouted their orders.

Alonso panicked and screamed loudly: "Kill! Kill these traitors! ”

Airplanes!

The sound of the crossbow and arrow machine spring returning to position and the sound of bow and arrow leaving the string sounded almost at the same time, and the people in front immediately fell down in a large row and shouted miserably. At the same time, the werewolf light cavalry was swept by a row of feathered arrows, and they fell off their horses like barley, and the two sides began to shoot at each other.

One by one, the people fell, but they did not retreat, looking for anything that could defend them against the crossbow arrows, but when they could not find them, they took up the corpses on the ground to resist. The Vengeance Legion is condescending, with arrows with spiritual power that can shoot more than 200 meters away, they don't care about the cursed werewolves in the front row, they only shoot those light cavalry with crossbow arrows, almost every arrow can take a human life.

Under the high wall, Vincent Gofrey led a group of shieldmen to rush out, lined up to raise shields to protect the perimeter, and shouted as he resisted: "Don't be afraid, hold your ground, some of you will die, but as long as you don't give up, more will live, including your family." ”

The shouts echoed through the battlefield over and over again, and the desperate people put up a desperate resistance, as if under a spell. They stood in a row, roaring wilder than the cursed werewolves, wielding their rudimentary weapons and fighting to the death against an enemy who had no idea what they were afraid of.

There was no method of battle, and there was no effective formation, the two sides were like two hedged waves, colliding together, leaving behind the corpses and the dying and struggling wounded, and after retreating from each other for a while, they continued to collide with their lives, and the battle situation was extremely tragic.

Rumble! Rumble! Rumble!

In the gap, the hundreds of warriors began to bombard the wall desperately again, and the rubble flew everywhere and filled the smoke and dust.

Watching his light cavalry fall one after another, the crossbow arrows of the counterattack became thinner and thinner, Alonso's eyes were red, and he was invaded by outsiders into the wall of Greymane, and then he also pierced the high wall and took away his own people, which is a shame that has never been seen before, and it is simply unacceptable!

"Hurry up and tear them all apart!" Alonso screamed as he pointed at the people under the wall, and the cursed werewolves, who had been frantic for a long time, immediately broke free from their restraints and roared and pounced.

From Cheng Xiaotian's point of view, the semicircle began to shrink rapidly, and the formation was not chaotic at all.

Seeing this scene, Cheng Xiaotian was shocked, he originally thought that these low-level cursed werewolves had no wisdom, but now it seems that this Alonso has a way to train them into an iron army that is forbidden by order, which is not easy to do.

"Keep shooting and kill all those light cavalry." Cheng Xiaotian gave an order, flew into the air wrapped in sword light, and single-handedly pounced on the enemy's rear, Lan Ya took a step forward and took his position to continue commanding.

"Block! Obstruct! Don't back down! Below, Vincent Godfrey was already hoarse and still shouting, and when he shouted a third time, the forwards on both sides crashed together. This time, the people were no longer fearless, and they did not rush forward, and they were led by Lord Vincent, and they formed a steady formation, allowing the cursed werewolves to tear off layer after layer, and the rear team immediately made up for it, and stopped the enemy on the perimeter.

The sound of shouting and killing mixed with the roar resounded in the night sky, Cheng Xiaotian's face was gloomy as water, and he flew all the way through the extremely tragic battlefield, shooting directly at the archmage Alonso in the rear of the enemy army, and it was instantaneous.

When the remnants of the werewolf light cavalry saw Cheng Xiaotian flying in, they immediately gave up attacking those militia civilians, turned their horses around Alonso, and raised their crossbows to the sky.

"Put!"

The standard-bearer shouted, and a cluster of crossbow arrows flew towards Cheng Xiaotian.

The sword light exploded in the air, splitting into two, Cheng Xiaotian flicked straight into the air to dodge the crossbow arrow, and the flying sword shot at Alonso Tianling Gai in reverse. He shot out with anger in this sword, and the sword light passed with a "rumbling" thunder sound, and the momentum was amazing!

"Protect me!" Alonso shouted, raising his staff in the sword light.

While!

The flying sword was nailed to the bone carving at the top of the staff, and Alonso's horse under his crotch let out a wail and collapsed to the ground, throwing him into the dust.

Alonso hurriedly got up and looked up, only to see that the sword light that had just been bounced back into the air was once again heading down, and the sound was even more powerful!

At the last moment, an officer threw Alonso to the ground and raised his round shield above his head. Then there was a sound of impact, and he was beaten to a short body, and he was propped up on the ground with one hand.

The officer was a little puzzled, this sword was not as strong as he imagined, and he could completely block it, could it be that this great lord who was rumored to be a god was exaggerating?

The next moment, his conjecture was shattered.

There were sudden exclamations all around, and the hussars pointed at the shield above his head and screamed, "How could that short sword be like this?!" ”

What the hell is that short sword? You don't need to look at the officer to know, there was a violent "swish" sound above his head, and the arm holding the shield shook incessantly, as if a high-speed rotating drill bit was drilling down on the shield surface, so that he couldn't straighten his waist at all. (To be continued.) )