The fanged wolf cavalry can not be described as not elite, crotch. The giant wolf of Beamon, who came down like the wind, held a scimitar made of stainless steel.

Their swordsmanship was exquisite, and although the corridor was too narrow, they also cooperated tacitly, charging side by side while maintaining the most basic formation.

If it was someone else who was fighting them in the corridor, even if it was a temple paladin, perhaps these elite wolf cavalry would have been able to cut them off their horses.

It's a pity that there is only one point, their opponents this time are Douqi warriors and magicians, and there are no sacrifices behind them.

Flame Impact, Ice Arrowblade, Bone-Eroding Light, Dripping Stone Piercing, Night Flame, Flame Sawblade...

This is the combat effectiveness of Hathaway's mage advisory group in an instant, several magicians kept waving their wands, and more than a dozen instantaneous single attack magic flew towards the wolf cavalry.

After a wave of single magic swept through the corridor, the fanged wolf cavalry fell in a row in an instant.

There is no way, compared to the metal arrows of the beast elves, so many magicians do not hesitate to release instantaneous single magic in such a narrow corridor, the efficiency is increased by several times, and the lethality is also increased by several times.

Three magicians and five high-level magicians, these gray-bearded old men, as if facing their father's killer, released their best single attack spells with red eyes.

If it was in the open area, maybe the fanged wolf cavalry still had room to dodge, but in the long corridor, they could only rush forward in the baptism of magic, either fall or charge.

A group of old men were like a game, and in a few breaths, they once again released a wave of single attack spells.

After this baptism of magic, the fanged wolf cavalry was at least half down, but they finally engaged the enemy in hand-to-hand combat.

It's a pity that their opponents are not those magicians, but Hathaway's vindictive warriors.

These vindictive warriors, who can at least become mid-level officers in any legion, are all fierce and slashing men.

The foot-picking men are well-equipped, have sharp weapons, tacit cooperation, and are equally rich in foot-picking skills and combat experience, and more importantly, their fighting spirit cultivation is at least above the third order.

Beamon claimed that a Lion and Tiger Praetorian Guard could compete with a human third-order Fighting Warrior.

That's because the lion and tiger princes all have a good physique to resist beating, and if they lie on the ground and roll around and don't fight back, it really takes a lot of effort for the fighting warriors to kick them to death.

It's not that those lion and tiger princes have no room to fight back in the face of the fighting spirit warriors, the first-order and second-order fighting qi effect is also just to strengthen muscle density and improve various physical skills.

And the Lion Tiger Princes of Beamon, their innate conditions are several times stronger than those of the Terrans, and the fighting spirit of the first and even the second order just pulls a Terran warrior to the starting line with the Lion and Tiger Princes.

However, the third-order Dou Qi was different, because once the cultivation reached the third-order Dou Qi, there would be a qualitative leap.

Including the release of Dou Qi, the Dou Qi attack methods similar to the sword qi, the reaction ability and judgment ability have also increased exponentially.

So can a lion and tiger prince compete with a third-order fighting warrior of the human race?

The answer is yes, but there is a premise, that is, there is a Beamon priest behind the Lion Tiger Prince who keeps brushing the madness war song there.

So can a group of fanged wolf cavalry compete with a group of third-order Terran warriors?

The answer is yes, and there is also a premise, that is, behind the wolf cavalry there is a group of sacrifices to brush not only the mad war song for them, but also the evil war song for their enemies.

So can a group of fanged wolf cavalry without sacrificial help compete with a group of third-order fighting warriors?

The answer is yes, and there must be a premise, that is, these third-order fighting qi warriors do not stimulate their fighting spirit, lie on the ground and do not fight back, and let the wolf cavalry cut them to death.

It's a pity that Hathaway's third-order fighting spirit warriors didn't have water in their heads, so they not only stimulated their fighting spirit, but also had a magician behind them to brush their shields, and even more shamelessly pulled out a short crossbow from their backs, and when they were less than three meters close to the wolf cavalry, a wave of flat fire came.

After the flat shot, a group of third-order fighting spirit slashing big men pulled out the flying knives from their combat boots, and it was another wave of flat shooting, and it was a flying knife blessed with fighting spirit.

So strictly speaking, the fanged wolf cavalry did not engage in a substantial hand-to-hand encounter with this group of insidious foot-picking men.

Because when the two groups of men and horses were less than a meter apart, one was lying on the ground bleeding and convulsing, and the other was holding a weapon and cutting them to death.

The battle in the corridor was resolved quickly, and with the support of eight mages, it only took a moment for the third-order Douqi Fighting Men to defeat dozens of wolf cavalry.

The battle outside the corridor was quickly resolved, but Eren had no magician to support him, and he was the only one fighting alone.

So Allen's strategy was simple, as he continued to advance on the ramparts, he picked up four shields from the ground and put two on each of his hands.

After surrounding himself with shields on all sides, Alan scolded his mother while rushing straight into the team of the beast elves like a tank with broken brakes.

Alan hummed a familiar melody and finally vented the evil fire in his belly.

He twirled, he jumped, he closed his eyes, he didn't stop, the enemy couldn't see, the beast elves were confused, and the metal bows and arrows were crushed by him.

Allen, who finally interrupted the rhythm of the other party's shooting, pounced into the lamb flock like a fierce tiger, without the slightest pity, and the big-footed girl began to greet the beautiful faces of the beast elves.

After throwing down the shield, Allen, who had a sinister smile on his face, kicked one by one, although he controlled the strength under his feet, but all the beast elves who were kicked, although they did not have to worry about their lives, but their noses and faces were swollen.

The beast elves, who had lost the distance advantage, gave up their bows and arrows, and actually ran forward whimsically to prepare to besiege Allen.

This picture can't be too beautiful, it's like a bunch of delicate virgins stripped naked and trying to subdue a serial rapist of more than 1.80 meters。。。。。。。

Alan didn't bother to raise his shield, and after throwing away the shield that delayed him from eating tofu on all sides, he rushed into the encirclement of the beast elves with a harazi on the corner of his mouth.

Alan swore that in his life he had brought down countless enemies, fought all kinds of people, and fought countless battles.

But no matter what kind of brawl it is, it is absolutely not as cool, so fragrant, and so enjoyable as it is today。。。。。。

The coquettish sound of the beast elves every time they attacked, Allen was numb all over his body when he heard it.

Every time the beast elves accidentally bumped into Eren with their towering boobs, Allen's whole body was numb.

Anyway, Allen, who was surrounded by a group of beast elves, was numb and crispy all the time.

The pink fists of the beast elves smashed into Allen's body, and to him, it was like a sympathetic caressing.

The long legs of the beast elves kicked Allen's body, and to him, it was like a sympathetic caressing.

The beast elves stood unsteady and accidentally bumped into Alan's body, and to him, it was like a sympathetic caress.

Beast elves... Anyway, no matter how you attack, it's a lover-like caress for Allen.

If this is also a battle, Eren wants to be like a valiant knight, fighting forever, fighting all the time, fighting to the death, fighting to the fine... The blood is exhausted, the battle is old until the sky is wasted, and the battle is rotten until the sea is dry and rotten, because, because... Because it's so fucking exciting.

Stepping on the barbarian battle ring, the muscles of the whole body are as hard as a rock, and Alan even took off the armor of his whole body, so that he could more deeply experience the feeling of "pain" after being attacked.

If it weren't for the tens of thousands of Beamon soldiers under the city walls, if it weren't for a group of Terran magicians and fighting warriors rushing out of the corridor, if it weren't for Allen's concern that these guys were the dogs of the Holy See, he would really be reluctant to stun these hot beast elves with one palm.

The battle was over, and there were a large number of fainting beast elves lying on the ground, and Alan was shirtless, salivaing, and slightly closed his eyes to recall the "hard" battle just now.

Hathaway's bodyguards, including a large group of elderly mages, rushed out of the hallway and stopped.

A large group of elderly magicians and foot-picking men instantly hit all their eyes on Allen.

Alan was awkwardly stared at by these gazes.

An old magician with white hair, like an old prostitute who had just been released, saw the newly opened bathing center, pointed at Alan and shouted excitedly: "Brothers, it's him." ”

A large group of people rushed towards Allen and surrounded him.

Alan looked at them with a wary expression, and they were all about to pull out the three edges behind their waists. Jun stabbed, and after discovering that these guys actually surrounded him, they turned around together, facing out and facing away from him.

"Protect me?" Alan was a little dumbfounded, although he saw that these people's outfits were not the doglegs of the Holy See, but they were not from the Rock Kingdom, where did this Nima run out of the teleportation array come from, don't you know that Lao Tzu is the most wanted criminal of the Holy See and many countries, the son of chaos?

Alan was worried about the intelligence of the mages and warriors who protected him.

But a sudden shout interrupted Allen's speculation.

"Alan... Brother Alan. Hathaway ran out of the corridor in a magical robe, her long beautiful hair floating in the wind, and the wind on the city wall blew on her wide magical robes, setting off her slender and hot body even more amorous.

"Brother Alan, my fiancé, I've finally found you!" Hathaway galloped towards Alan like a bird thrown into her mother's arms.

The wind on the city walls was whistling, the afterglow of the sun was slowly setting on the broken tower, and the corners of the mouth of the old magician looked at the couple with kind eyes, and the heavily armed warriors looked around vigilantly, fearing that someone would disturb the young couple's reunion on the battlefield.

Hathaway smiled, her heart full of happiness, and with the corners of her magic robes in her hands, she rushed to Alan and stretched out her hands, trying to tell the joy of reunion with a strong hug.

And then.... Then Allen's dirty paws pressed against Hathaway's beautiful forehead, and he looked at Hathaway with slanted eyes and a sneer, looking like he was not stupid, and said lightly: "Say, did the Holy See send you to play fairy jumping with me?" ”

At this time, Hathaway's eyes were wide open, her hands were still running like old hens, her toes were on tiptoe, her body was leaning forward, and her expression was dull.

How stupid you are, how stupid you are!!