Chapter 29: Heroes of War

After casually cutting off about three hundred heads, Rare noticed that the Imperial soldiers around him looked at him as if something was not quite right.

What emanated from those eyes was a hot, blazing look that made people burn.

Some people, like fireflies in the night, although they don't deliberately make any special performances, but even their seemingly ordinary actions will attract everyone's attention.

There is no doubt that Rare's chic and heroic posture of fighting monsters like chopping melons and vegetables on the battlefield has seriously attracted the attention of the Imperial Army on the battlefield.

At the same time, the enemy camp is also aware of the existence of Riel, a prominent outlier.

This human, who is less than two meters in size, is like a harvester, constantly harvesting the lives of coalition soldiers, and even the invincible minotaur warriors have more than a dozen fallen under this man's chainsaw.

Riel has become a thorn in the side of the enemy, and one by one they are eager to crush Riel to ashes, but the disparity in strength makes them cringe.

Except for the brainless Minotaur warriors who will rush to Riel with all their might, soldiers of other races will basically deliberately avoid the battlefield where Riel is located.

As if guided by some kind of darkness, a five-meter-tall minotaur leader sensed Rare's presence.

In the midst of the war cries in the sky, it seemed to hear the low roar of the god of nature.

Its low perception allowed it to barely see Riel's flickering figure in the distance, but it locked Riel in an instant.

With an intelligence level similar to that of a cow, it immediately understood God's will: crush this tin monkey!

Dressed in heavy black iron armor, it took an extremely low stride and launched an unstoppable charge towards Rare from another part of the battlefield.

Although these races that believe in the gods of nature are generally intellectually inferior, there are also some craftsmen who have a [forging] skill level of 3 or less.

Their craftsmanship is very crude, only at an entry-level level, and the armor they make is basically a few thick and heavy pieces of iron put together.

Such a heavy armor, the strength limit of wearing is basically above 30, only the extremely strong minotaur can wear it, and the race with insufficient physique, such as kobolds and the like, can basically not even walk like a pile of iron hanging on their bodies.

The Minotaur Leader, wrapped in thick armor, marches with an unstoppable stride, living like a heavy tank.

This minotaur leader not only broke through the limit of the average creature level of the race, with a creature level as high as 12, but more importantly, in countless battles, it broke through the threshold of the first order, successfully advanced from [Savage Warrior] to [Savage Warrior], and mastered the full-time skill of [Shock Charge].

The Minotaur Commander who launched the [Shock Charge] carried a terrifying concussive force with every step, and all allies in its way, whether it was heavily armed Imperial soldiers or kobolds and gnolls, would all be indiscriminately crushed under the ruthless trampling of war.

The crowded battlefield was immediately rushed out of a path by this war machine, and all the soldiers in the entire area, regardless of their faction, dodged one after another, as if to clear the duel between the two battlefield powerhouses.

In an instant, the Minotaur Commander rushed in front of Riel with an unstoppable pace of war.

This area has gathered a lot of attention from the two camps in an instant, and both Rare and the Minotaur are the battlefield masters who have mastered the thunder and lightning in their respective war zones, and the duel between the two powerhouses will inevitably dominate the direction of this battlefield.

Everyone is looking forward to the result of the collision of the two.

Riel glanced at the other party calmly, his heart did not fluctuate, and he even wanted to laugh a little.

Strong in strength, extremely strong in physique, and low in agility, such abilities are a stepping stone to movement in Rare's eyes.

Looking at the other party's tall figure and the expectant eyes around him, Rare suddenly had a magical idea......

The powerful Minotaur Commander lifted the Black Iron Warhammer, which weighed more than 100 kilograms, and launched a [Shock Strike] to smash it at Rare.

The air thundered under the weight of the concussive hammer, as if a mountain was pressing down on Rare.

The terrifying power combined with the [Shocking Strike] unleashed by the super heavy weapon is difficult for even the dragon scale plate armor to parry, and if it is hit by such an attack, Riel is afraid that all three tubes of blood will be emptied in an instant.

It's a pity that the opponent's low agility attributes and extremely clumsy combat skills doomed this kind of forward-swinging huge attack to fall on Riel at all.

When the opponent's shoulder muscles expressed their attacking intentions, Riel had already predicted the opponent's attack trajectory and launched a charge at the opponent.

Due to its low agility stat, the Minotaur has no ability to change its movements in the middle of a single strike, and all of its movements follow the trajectory that Riel predicted.

Sharp as an Assassin, Riel leaped onto his opponent's shoulder with his chainsaw sword just as he was in mid-air.

Using the ability of [Extreme Meme] analysis and processing, Arel struck at the weakest shoulder muscle, sawing at the tendon wrapped in the muscle like a needle.

The muscles of the Minotaur are as dense as a rock, and the terrifying muscle density makes it extremely difficult for the chainsaw to advance.

Luckily, Riel chose the right entry point with great precision, squeezing into the connective tissue of the other party completely along the texture of the muscle fibers.

Relying on his own strength ten times that of ordinary people, Rare sawed off the tenacious veins of steel on the shoulders of the Minotaur Commander.

The thick arms of the trunk of a tree suddenly lost their strength, and the Minotaur Commander roared like a mad bull in a bullring, trying to throw Riel off.

Riel, on the other hand, was like a cowboy riding on a bull, holding the opponent's thick horns with one hand, raising the chainsaw sword with the other, standing on a high place and waving his arm, he activated the [Expression] skill and shouted to the Imperial soldiers on the battlefield around him.

"The power of the machine is supreme, and the Imperial warriors are fearless! Believe in the power of machinery! For Horus Neson, for the supreme truth of the machine! Crush all enemies!! ”

With that, Riel grabbed the horns of the minotaur below, raised the roaring chainsaw sword in his hand, and slashed the opponent's neck with a single sword, throwing his huge head high into the air!

The massive body of the Minotaur crashed to the ground, and Rare was bathed in hot blood, and the shocking image of the war hero was deeply imprinted in the minds of every soldier......

The right intonation, passionate rhetoric, and extremely incendiary pictures have an almost crazy speech effect.

The slogan "Mechanical Supremacy" immediately spread like a raging fire among the soldiers of the Empire, and the shocking cry spread throughout the battlefield.

"Mechanical supremacy! The Emperor reigns supreme! ”

"For the supreme truth of machinery! For Horus Neson! ”

"Long live the machine! Long live Horus Neson! ”

The momentum that had begun to decline was swept away, and the morale of the entire army of the empire was high, and the offensive was terrifying.

Everyone was as indomitable as if they had been beaten to death, forming a high momentum that was not afraid of death, and the combat power of the imperial army with this momentum rose sharply, slowly turning the stalemate of the tide of battle.

Like a chainsaw that was originally stuck in the flesh and bones, it was crazy to cut and operate, and the Imperial Army gradually captured this Eastern Coalition battlefield led by the Minotaur in a sweeping posture.

And this war hero, who made great contributions, drowned in the crowd and fell into deep thought......