Chapter 398: Hand Blade Hiront (Part II)
As a captain of the Holy See who had fought countless battles, Huron knew that the orc army was over.
By the time the Bloodhoof Tribe emerged and began to torture the nerves and flesh of the orc warriors in different ways, the morale of the Beamon army had dropped to freezing point.
And the Blood Lion Prince did not order a retreat in time, and even cut off his own life with his own hands.
People with a little military knowledge know that the Bloodhoof Tribe is here for the commander of the Blood Lion Prince, let alone Huronte.
The lone army went deep, precisely to kill the boss of the Blood Lion Prince on the spot or capture him alive.
Today's Beamon army can no longer withstand the slightest blow, not to mention that the commander is killed or invaded, even if the sacrifices or main battle races are killed in battle, it is only a matter of time before the orc army collapses.
And what the Bloodhoof Tribe is best at is killing enemy commanders and demoralizing.
Perhaps in the eyes of others, or even in the eyes of the Prince of Bloodlion, the Bloodhoof Tribe's lone in-depth execution of a decapitation figure is no different from suicide.
But Hiront knew that so many bloody lessons had already made him understand one thing, that is, what the Bloodhoof Tribe wanted to do, no one could stop it.
And to be honest, Hurant really can't think of anyone who can stop the Bloodhoof tribe in this situation.
Twenty-five steel puppets were larger than the Orephin elephant warriors, the luxurious equipment of the tribal warriors was almost invulnerable, and the dense griffin dwarves formed a fire cover, and as long as the harpy dared to rise into the air or an archer dared to release an arrow, the beast elf would pierce it through the brain.
Regardless of Huronte's character, he still has a strategic vision, and he is also the first of Beamon's many staff officers to advise the Blood Lion Prince to retreat.
Even if the Blood Lion Prince didn't retreat, Huron could have ridden on the Earth Walking Dragon and fled like the previous two times, but what did he think could he do if he escaped back to Shabak, nearly a million Beamon troops, after this battle, how many could be left to return to the north side of the continent?
After this battle, the Beamon orcs will definitely be greatly injured, and if the Terran army goes north, whether the Shabak Imperial City can protect itself is two words.
And the world is so big, but Hiront can't think of a place where he can stay.
Huron had already resigned himself to his fate at this point, and he didn't want to run away anymore.
Every time he fled, the sense of humiliation in his heart became even stronger, he fled too many times, defected to the Holy See, and escaped from the Great Wasteland twice, and each time because of Allen, the son of chaos.
Before he fought Allen, he knew that whether he won or lost, he would die in the end.
And those main battle races beside him, those lion and tiger princes, those sacrifices, those fox clan staff, including the supreme commander of the Blood Lion Prince, are now no different from dead people in his eyes!
After all, there were still four elemental users on the other side who didn't make a move.
Hiront only has one last wish, and that is to kill Eren with his own hands for revenge!
The only thing he was glad about now was that the Children of Chaos hadn't besieged him, and Eren had the same idea as him, that is, to know each other with his own hands.
The Lion and Tiger Prince all fell in a pool of blood, and his eyes had long since lost the splendor of life.
Because half of the main battle race was divided into men to protect the sacrifice, and the other half was besieged by the Iron Puppet and the warriors of the Bloodhoof Tribe, it was only a matter of time before they died in battle.
The sacrifices were overwhelmed by the rain of arrows from the beast elves, and the main battle races of the guards who protected them were covered with feather arrows, and it was difficult to move an inch, especially when the beast elves were replaced with armor-piercing arrows, as long as they hit the vital parts, these strong main battle races would fall forever.
The other two Bimon orc warriors were constantly suppressed by the dense griffin dwarves and the incessant catapult bombardment, and they couldn't rush at all.
Huron raised his broadsword, looked directly at Allen, and glanced at a small beast standing on the other party's shoulder with some fear.
Just now, it was that chubby little fierce beast, the speed was fast, and the strength was surprisingly large, just hit himself, and now he still felt a burst of qi and blood churning in his chest, if it weren't for the only remaining fighting qi in his body to protect his body instantly, now his ribs are at least half broken.
The earth-based earth-based dragon, which was very resistant to beating, shook its head and got up from the ground.
Alan touched Tu Tu's head and shook his head in the direction of the Earth Dragon.
Tu Tu flew out again, knocked down the Earth Walking Dragon, and stepped on his face with a combination punch.
Huronte's eyes jumped, what kind of beast was that?
The volume is so small, the power is so great, even the Earth Walking Dragon can't withstand such a hit, after being trampled on the face, the small claws clenched into a fist is a violent hammer, and the Earth Walking Dragon actually doesn't even have the ability to resist.
"Huront! Say your last words! Alan slapped his palm with a sledgehammer, his face was not calm, but the monstrous killing intent in his eyes could not be concealed at all.
"Son of Chaos, I just regret that I didn't kill you on the spot in the Outpost County in the first place!"
"Really?" Alan smiled sarcastically, "You summoned a Templar when you were in Outposts, didn't you, I forgot to tell you, I saw that Templar in the Holy Mountain, and you will meet again in the Netherworld." ”
"You hit the Holy Mountain?" Huron was shocked, the Templars were so precious that the Holy Mountain valued them as incomparably important.
The other party committed a murder on the Holy Mountain, and stood in front of him intact, there is only one possibility, that is, even the Great Pope and the Holy See are now afraid of him.
Huron pondered for a moment, then shook his head and laughed.
The other party has no possibility of deceiving himself, it seems that his opinion has always been right, the son of chaos is indeed the biggest hidden danger in the world, even the Holy See Holy Mountain can't control him, who else on the continent of St. Cassis can stop him from doing nonsense?
The sound of "bang bang" was endless, it was the sound of Xiao Tu Tu slamming the head of the Earth Walking Dragon and smashing it.
Seeing that the tribal warriors who had already finished the Guards and captured a large group of sacrificial warriors, standing behind Eren with a sinister face, Huront glanced at the Prince of Blood Lion who was fighting against Babylon the Great.
Now he no longer has the mind to burn jade.
Because Dina, the inheritor of the Titan bloodline, stood behind Allen.
And although Hurant and Alan had just made a few simple moves, he could feel that the other party was no longer what it used to be, not to mention the surprising strength, the big hammer in his hand that was not good-looking smashed into his body and was extremely heavy, and his fighting spirit was close to exhaustion, and the earth dragon was beaten with blood on his face and fell to the ground, even if it was a one-on-one situation, he had no chance of winning.
Huron struggled for a long time, and said lightly: "You let go of the earthly dragon, I will kill myself!" ”
Alan laughed, whistled, painted with a little blushing, and kicked the dragon's head again with an unwilling face, and then flew back into Alan's arms.
Alan took the triangular from behind the warrior. The military thorn walked to the side of the earth dragon and said, "You let me let it go?" ”
Huron nodded, and repeated again: "You let it go, I'll draw my sword and kill myself!" ”
"Poof", triangular . Army Thorn. Inserted into the center of the earthly dragon's eyebrows, Alan said with a sinister smile, "I let it go? Who put the outpost guards to protect me? ”
Hyronte's eyes were shattered, and he raised his broadsword and rushed towards Allen.
Several fighters pulled out their hands. Crossbows, a few gears rubbing, and sixteen armor-piercing bolts were fired at Huronte.
Huron raised his sword to the crossbar, but unfortunately the distance was too close, and the fighting energy in his body was close to exhaustion, his thighs, knees and arms were pierced by several crossbow arrows, and his eyes were red as he looked at the bloody Dixinglong on his neck, but Huron could only half-kneel on the ground and struggle.
There was another sound of gear rubbing, and a row of crossbow arrows was fired, and Huronte, who had already given up his defense, was pierced by several crossbow arrows at the joints of his limbs, and lay on the ground and roared: "Son of chaos, I curse you, and the gods will curse you!" Curse you! ”
Alan stepped on the chest of the struggling Earth Dragon, picked up a broken sword used by the Lion and Tiger Prince on the ground, a white light flashed, and Allen's hand rose and fell, and the body of the Earth Dragon was in two places.
Eren kicked the dragon's head and slowly walked to Huronte's side with a blank face.
Huron lay on the ground, his right hand less than a few centimeters from the broadsword, and he struggled to move and crawl, trying to grab the broadsword not far from the ground.
There was a tooth-aching sound of broken bones, and Alan stepped on Huronte's right hand and said lightly: "Those secret guards, I can't remember their names, and I haven't dared to ask Nana all along, but after today, I can ask Nana." ”
"I... Curse you! Hyronte endured the severe pain, lay on the ground and gritted his teeth and roared: "I will wait for you in the Netherworld Purgatory, waiting for you, I will definitely wait for you!" ”
Alan raised the sledgehammer high and said expressionlessly: "If there is really a Netherworld Purgatory, I will ask Conslet to take me to find you, you remember, you must wait for me." ”
After saying that, Alan smashed the sledgehammer down.
After a sound like a watermelon shattering, Alan was covered in blood, silently glanced at the four elemental users of Conslet and the old butler who rushed over, and said expressionlessly: "Summoning a wide range of magic suppression, prepare to retreat"
Conslet nodded, flicked his wand, and shot a Nether Finger at the Prince of Blood Lion, who was still fighting Babylon the Great.
The Prince of Blood Lion, whose attention was all on Babylon, was caught off guard and was shot in the back by the Nether Finger, and after spitting out a mouthful of blood, he turned pale and fell to the ground with a soft step.
Babylon the Great kicked the Blood Lion Prince and carried him to the shoulder.
The horned python, which was rolling on the battlefield, saw Babylon the Great summoning him, and let out a mouthful of poisonous mist and shrunk its body and flew over.
The four elemental users began chanting incantations as well, and Monray ran over and lit the last packet of herbs in his arms.
At the forefront of the Terran legion, Hachas, who was anxious and like ants on a hot pot, saw the red pillar of smoke rising in the sky, and shouted with all his strength: "Attack! Everybody attack! ”
He couldn't stand the barbarian warriors and the Terran soldiers, and rushed towards the Beamon orcs with a scream.
After releasing several large magic spells to force back the orc warriors who were rushing here, Conslet and the other four magicians pulled up a huge teleportation circle, and all the members of the Bloodhoof tribe, under the leadership of Allen, walked into the teleportation circle.
At this time, the Great Pope and Albert in the air had different expressions.
Albert said elatedly: "Won, finally won, the soldiers have already charged!" ”
The Great Pope's face was a little heavy, and he sighed and said to Albert: "Tell Hachas, surround the Beamon orc warriors, try to kill the enemy commanders at all levels, and try not to hurt ordinary soldiers except for negative resistance, and magicians should not use large-scale magic, and send messengers to inform the Beast Emperor Caesar of peace talks!" ”
"Peace talks?" Albert looked surprised and shocked.
The Grand Pope nodded, without further explanation, and flew in the direction of the Beast Forest.
Albert, who looked surprised, shook his head helplessly, casually scratched open the void crack, and got in.
In the Bloodhoof camp, Eren and Dina walked deep into the Beast Forest, dragging the corpses of Huron and the Earth Dragons behind them.
There are four stone monuments next to the waterfall in the forest.
There was nothing unusual in the camp, and the warriors who returned to the tribe, unloaded their armor and weapons, should eat, and rest.
The warriors knew that they were no longer needed on the battlefield, and if the Terran soldiers could not defeat the orcs in this situation, then the Bloodhoof tribe would not be able to toss anymore.