"This is the Demon Plane! The territory of the Winged and Lich Clans! ”

"This is near the city of Lixueluo, which has been reduced to ruins!"

"What is about to fight with you not far away is the punishment of the elite legion of the Demon Plane."

"More than 7,500 years ago, the Burning Legion was their predecessor, and once invaded the plane of your ancestors."

"The demon cavalry is invincible, the demon mage is invincible, the demon plane is invincible, I'm fucking tired of hearing these words!"

"Now, prove to me, to these saint-cassis plane bosses behind you, that the demons are not invincible."

"These high-ranking old men, they don't say it on their lips, but they are afraid in their hearts, so it's better for them to be afraid of our Bloodhoof Tribe!"

"Tell them who is invincible and who should be feared."

Standing in the wind, Alan howled at the top of his throat, and the spitting stars were accompanied by the wind to obscure the faces of a group of high-ranking members of the Holy See.

"Follow me and kill them!" Alan rode onto the Iron Mountain and rushed out first.

"For the glory of the Bloodhoof, for the glory of the chief!" A hundred barbarian warriors, close behind!

Monrosa and Caesar, the Beast Emperor, were shocked.

"Take the initiative to attack, actually take the initiative to attack?" Monrosa looked incredulous.

"Yes, and there are no reserves, and the hundred-man warriors storm the opposing cavalry phalanx." The Beast Emperor Caesar's face was flushed, and he was very excited, and he seemed to want to copy the guy and follow him.

Looking at a group of barbarian warriors with the appearance of "strong men are gone", Monrosa was speechless for a while, this behavior was no different from sending him to death.

Glancing at Caesar, Monrosa said secretly: What are you excited about there, sure enough, the orc race has not evolved well, and the beast emperor is no exception.

"Really took the initiative?" Not only Monrosa and the others, but Quake was also a little incredulous.

A herald rode down to the ground on a flying demon pet and said respectfully: "Yes, patriarch, the surrounding vision is clearly visible, there is no ambush, there is no reserve, the nearest distance is a group of St. Cassis Continent elves and druids, still two thousand yards away, these barbarian warriors once they come into contact with the Great Knight Warband, they can be surrounded by us in a few breaths and never strangled, whether it is an elf or a druid, it is simply impossible to effectively rush to the aid in a short time." ”

"It is rumored that the Bloodhoof Tribe is invincible, and the bearer of the Kaos Mark is known as the famous general of the San Cassis Continent, but this, this is simply a brainless approach" Quake is also a little uncertain, no matter how you look at it, the other party's behavior is to send it to death, is the battle culture of the San Cassis Continent so stupid?

"Patriarch, give the order, avenge the people of Cook City!"

"Well, if you can, capture the bearer of the Mark of Kaos alive." Quake no longer hesitated, and after buckling his armor, he said with a cruel smile: "Of course, if there is only one corpse left, it doesn't matter, His Majesty the Lich King, I will take care of it." ”

The warriors of the Bloodhoof tribe led by Allen were like stragglers, and there was no formation, and the fierce beasts they rode were also varied, so they rushed straight to the big knight wargroup of the most reprimanded legion.

On the other hand, the Great Knight Warband, tens of thousands of knights formed a phalanx, although the speed of progress was slow, but it carried an incomparable might, as if whoever stood in front of them would be shattered.

Moreover, the two flanks of this phalanx were somewhat loose, obviously waiting for the enemy to approach before preparing for a quick encirclement.

Albert's eyes jumped, and he said anxiously next to Monrosa: "Although the Bloodhoof tribe often fights with less, but every battle will be matched with tactics in battle formations, and it is still multi-class cooperation, and now this is like scattered sand, and all of them are cavalry, what does Alan mean?" ”

Don't say that Albert can't read it, and Monrosa can't understand it, if you want to pretend to understand, you can't say one, two, three, so you can only pretend to be a profound look and nod your head.

Five hundred yards, three hundred yards, one hundred yards, fifty yards, Allen, who rode on the giant gray lion "Iron Mountain" first, finally came into contact with the vanguard cavalry of the Great Knight Warband.

The barbarian battle ring, the four elemental arms, and the big iron hammer, Allen is still the same as the old three, jumping high from the iron mountain, and landing on the ground with the big iron hammer.

With a loud shout, Allen, who was wheeling the sledgehammer, spun around like a spinning top, and several winged knights flew out with broken bones.

With Allen's intersperse, the barbarian warriors behind him also rode the fierce beasts into the cavalry phalanx of the Winged Knights.

The number of winged knights was too large, and as the formation changed, the two wings of the phalanx spread out, completely surrounding Eren and the barbarian warriors.

"The bearer of Kaos is as brave as the rumored ones!" Quake, who was standing at the back, sighed and said, "It's a pity that it can't be used by my demons." ”

"This... They're going to die! The Beast Emperor Caesar was completely dumbfounded, and it was only now that he really believed that Eren really had no tricks to fight the other party.

Monrosa's heart was probably similar to Caesar's thoughts, and he didn't expect that it would be such a situation.

Looking at the battlefield, the light could see the winged knights back and forth to instigate the war horses to surround the barbarian warriors, and in just a few breaths, there was no shadow of the barbarian warriors at all, and they were all surrounded, which was a taboo for soldiers.

Kaka, Conslet, and other tribal elders sneered with their arms crossed, and did not make any moves.

If it weren't for the fearless appearance of these people, Monrosa would have wanted to open the teleportation circle and call people, and there would be no such a way to send them to death, although he knew that it was impossible for Conslet and the others to watch Alan and the barbarian warriors die, but no matter how much he wanted to break his scalp, this was a lifeless situation.

Looking at the battlefield again, the battle has entered the white heat.

The tribal warriors, under the leadership of Allen, gathered together, no longer interspersed with the enemy as before, as if they were just to leave the other party a chance to surround them.

Allen's left hand is a sledgehammer, his right hand is a steel machete, and the four elemental arms are all heavy weapons, like a battlefield meat grinder, with stumps and broken arms everywhere he goes, and the armor on his body is full of bright red blood.

The tribal warriors relied on the long heavy weapons in their hands, forming a formation that was not a battle formation, and constantly followed Allen's slow movement, although the armor on their bodies was enchanted to increase double resistance, but they still couldn't break out of the encirclement, and it seemed that they didn't want to break out of the encirclement, and the range was getting deeper and deeper.

"The barbarians of the tribe of St. Cassis are equally brave!" Quake nodded and said, "Order the Great Knight Warband, dismount the warhorse, and fight on foot!" ”

"Patriarch, this will increase casualties." The herald was a little embarrassed.

"Give them a decent way to die, the difference in numbers is too big, if any of the clansmen are seriously injured, they will be sent to the rear lich for rescue as soon as possible."

"Yes." The herald flew into the air and waved a few flags of different colors.

With the orders of the commanders at all levels, the winged knights jumped off their horses and slaughtered Allen and other barbarian warriors in groups.

I have to say that the gap in numbers between the two sides is too big, but it is precisely because Eren and the barbarian warriors have narrowed the target that the winged knights can't give full play to their numerical advantages, and can only keep coming forward and one after another.

Among the Great Knight Warband, the number of Winged Knights is not enough, and most of the other knights are servant knights or knight squires, and they do not have the talent of instantaneous spells.

Either the winged knights hold their own identities or they feel that their lives are more valuable, but they don't have many direct rushes over to contact the barbarian warriors, which also leads to Alan and the others are still at ease, just physical attacks, they don't need to block at all, just take turns to slash.

As more and more knight squires and servant knights died in battle, many genuine winged knights couldn't sit still, and hid behind cannon fodder and began to release a single instantaneous spell.

Spells, since they can be instantaneous, the power will definitely not be too great.

The weapons and armor of the tribal warriors are all enchanted, and they are all enchanted, and the defense of single spells is not a problem at all, at most they are in a hurry.

A quarter of an hour, a full quarter of an hour, as if 10,000 years had passed, and the expressions on their faces, whether it was Monrosa and the others, or the senior commanders of the Guilty Legion such as Quake, became more and more strange.

Because there were too many people in the Great Knight Warband, the barbarian warriors were surrounded again, and it was not clear what the situation was in the center of the circle.

However, the shouts of killing are still there, and the Great Knight Warband is still surrounding each other, so it also proves that the battle is not over.

But a quarter of an hour has passed, a whole quarter of an hour, why is it not over yet.

After another quarter of an hour, the shouts of killing continued, and Quake couldn't sit still, and ordered a few heralds to start taking to the air to observe.

After half a ring, the herald returned to Quake's side, with a ghostly expression on his face, and said with wide eyes, "Clan. . . Patriarch, the battle continues, the barbarian warriors have no casualties, the servant knights and knight squires, no less than a thousand have been killed in the battle, and, moreover, and the winged knights, it seems, it seems。。。。。。。。。 ”

The herald didn't seem to have an idea for a long time, and Quake exclaimed, "What does it seem? ”

"It seems, there seems to be some fear of war!"

"What, fear of war? How can it be? The Warlords come with me. Quake drew his sword and rode his horse into battle.

Looking at the very center of the battlefield, under the feet of Allen and a group of barbarian warriors, there were countless stumps and broken arms, and many knights of the Great Knight War Group shouted to kill, but their bodies were rarely like the ones they had just been.

Because, they were afraid, they never thought that these outsiders from the different planes were so fierce.

No one in the Legion of Guilt, including Quaker, noticed that the fierce beasts under the crotch of the warriors of the Bloodhoof Tribe had just run towards their rear.