Since this is the case, Marin also asked the lord to take his big head soldiers to tidy up this place, and then set it on fire - dead innocents, chaotic wreckage, and those messy graffiti, in short, not to mention this village, even this beachhead has not been able to live in this area for a long time, unless there is a professional clergy to purify it, otherwise who wants to live in this area, just wait for the big change.

Then, according to the previous agreement, Marin led the people to the next location, where another commando team was responsible for cleaning up, and agreed that whoever solved the problem first would move closer to the other party.

Marin's side finished first, so he naturally moved closer to them, and after turning over a few hills, Marin saw the battle on the top of the hill in the distance—it seemed that two or three thousand people were fighting there.

"Mr. Lord, how many men has come with our Baron Gallo?" Sensing that the number was not right, Marin turned his head to look at the Lord, who thought for a moment: "He should have brought at least eight hundred soldiers with him." ”

"After all, it's the youngest grandson of Duke Gallo." The young mage snorted at this point, looking rather gloating.

Marin wasn't interested in any love-hate between the two, he just felt that the number of people on both sides was a bit too much.

However, I heard that this baron brought eight hundred fierce men himself, plus the commandos, it seems that there should be such a number.

It's just that the opening time of the two sides seems to be a little late, but the female mage's statement somewhat explained Marin's doubts: "Maybe it's because they're lost, Baron Gallo is a nobleman in the south, and this time he led his troops to the north, and it would be good if he didn't get lost in this hill with the angle of the moon." ”

Alright, Marin released the combination of Bloodroar and Fio: "Don't cut the wrong person." ”

The old mage watched the axe with dozens of rattan legs rushing towards the battlefield like a wild dog, and couldn't help but take out the handkerchief in his pocket and wipe his forehead: "It's really a twig of the World Tree, I thought I was dazzled." ”

"Don't worry too much, let's go find trouble with that spellcaster in the back row of Chaos." Although the spell caster was far away, Marlin could still see clearly through the moonlight, the guy looked like a person than the previous seafood, of course, it was just a comparison, after all, he was beating his drum with four arms.

It looks like a supernatural ability, from the performance department, Marin is a little confused, but judging from the torn apprentice robe on his body, it may be an unlucky child of the Church of Arts and Beauty, who has been distorted by his mind.

Truth be told, the drum was a headache for Marin - because there was no tune at all.

There are only a few dozen Chaos around him, and it seems that he is using his numerical advantage to fight the Baron Gallo, his battle line is longer than that of Baron Gallo, but the soldiers in Baron Gallo's hands are not rookies, forming a circle, the halberders are desperately maintaining the defensive line, and the sword and shield men are protecting their flanks.

That spellcaster didn't have direct attack ability, which was good news, otherwise Marin didn't think there was any need to wait for them to come, and the more than 1,000 people of Baron Gallo would have already been cold.

Halfway to a stop, Marin motioned for the Lord to lead the men closer to Baron Gallo.

"There are dozens of Chaos over there, Lord Marlin, you should need us." The Lord was puzzled.

So Marlin picked up a branch from his feet, and the twig of the World Tree gave Marlin the ability to manipulate branches, which is usually the ability of druids or other transcendents, and the branch turned into a javelin in front of you.

"It's at least two hundred and seventy yards from there." The young mage figured out the approximate distance at a glance.

"I know, look at me." Marin first slapped a sacred weapon on the branch, the supernatural ability of the Lord of Justice Anonymous is useful, and then a lightning spell that was delayed for six seconds, and the target was this javelin.

Then he ran more than ten steps with the javelin in his hand and threw the javelin.

The mages watched as the javelin exploded a ring of air the moment it was shot.

It didn't take them a second to see the Chaos Spellcaster fall from the platform dragged by the Chaos with a javelin, and before he could hit the ground, a bolt of lightning fell from the sky and hit the man.

Marin clenched his fists, then turned to look at the Lord, who without saying a word rushed towards the main battlefield with his large men.

………………

Baron Gallo also had a headache when he looked at the enemy army of more than 2,000 Chaos Believers and Zealots in front of him - he almost died lost in the hilly area, and he finally led people to find this Chaos village, and before he could open the formation, the Chaos guy rushed over with far more than his number of men.

The Chaos was not afraid of death at all, and the three hundred soldiers of the Fourth Commando Team given to him by the Northerners lost more than thirty people in the moment of contact, and even the family private soldiers he brought with him lost at least twelve people, and five were missing.

In this kind of night fighting, missing is death.

Finally formed a formation, the three hundred soldiers of the fourth commando team have lost more than half, Baron Gallo's soldiers have also lost nearly forty people, and the three great swordsmen have been killed in battle, although they have killed and injured at least five hundred Chaos, but the current problem is that the Chaos is still pressing them to fight, which makes Baron Gallo regret very much - regret that he did not bring a crossbowman.

Duke Gallo's great swordsman is invincible in the world, and he doesn't need a childlike toy like a crossbowman, and now his bragging in front of the Yankees has exploded.

In this kind of battle, the great swordsman can't free his hand at all, but if they are allowed to rush out, they will only be quickly overwhelmed by chaos.

The Chaos Boss was still beating the drums, presumably summoning reinforcements.

Baron Gallo hoped that the boy Marin Gayat, who had been brought by Madame Anna, would not have an accident—if nothing happened, he would have brought four mages to him, so that the tide of battle would be in his favor.

And if the Chaos came from there, then Baron Gallo...... And soon he will become a dead baron.

"Far to the west! Something is coming! "Exclamations came from the line of defense close to the west.

Standing at the top of the hill, Baron Gallo looked west, and with a wood elf half-blood, he could see that a force was indeed approaching in the distance, and they were carrying torches: "It's our people!" ”

Chaos has night vision and doesn't need to light a torch at all!

Then he saw something...... It wasn't anyone, it was definitely something rushing through that line.

Baron Gallo watched as the thing staggered and rushed closer, and as the moon shone through the clouds again, he saw the blade of snow, and the ...... that leaped into the Chaos array and slashed at Chaos An axe with legs on your own?

What the hell is this?

Baron Gallo just watched the axe sweep through the chaos on the entire western defense line, neither the chaos itself nor the guys in their hands could stop the blade of the axe, it quickly slashed through all the chaos in its path, and even the chaos warrior who was originally in the formation was slashed by it with a sword after rushing over.

"It must be a living weapon! Excellency! The captain of the great swordsman beside the baron lowered his voice.

"Something amazing?" The Baron didn't know much about these strange things—after all, he was just a baron, and he didn't have much spare money to spend on them.

"Yes, living weapons are usually self-aware, and people who are not recognized by them, if they want to snatch them, they will only be ruthlessly killed by them, unless it is a legendary professional, it is possible to gain their approval."

"That is, this weapon has an owner who is at least a legendary professional?" The baron's expression was serious - he had never thought of obtaining this thing at all, although he was a baron in the countryside, but he understood that this precious weapon was only worthy of the truly powerful, and he could only be regarded as a fart in the circle of the strong.

"Yes, but it is more likely that Lady Anna lent it to Lord Marin." The Great Swordsman replied.

"Great, that means our Lord Marin is here with his four mages." As soon as Baron Gallo finished speaking, he had to turn his attention to the west side once more - he sensed the movement of the technique.

That's right, the baron is a four-ring mage, and he himself understands that he is not a genius in the mage tower, but in the Duchy of Farol, he is an unborn genius.

People here are born to play with swords, and the probability of being a mage is lower than the probability of being mentally retarded.

Soon, his eyes widened, because he sensed the presence of the lightning falling technique, and the location of the landing point ...... Right above that caster's head!

Is he committing suicide?!

Before Baron Gallo could comprehend, he sensed the speed at which it landed, and he couldn't even keep up with the speed of his head, and could only barely see the Chaos Boss in the distance falling from the platform.

At the same time, he also saw the moment when the lightning struck him.

"What's going on?!" The captain of the Great Swordsman was a complete idiot in the realm of magic, and Baron Gallo could only patiently explain to him - this middle-aged man was, after all, his grandfather's subordinate, not his.

After listening to the baron's explanation, the captain of the Great Swordsman immediately drew his weapon: "Your Excellency, the leader of the enemy is dead, and you see, those chaos seems to be beginning to mess up. ”

Indeed, with the axe's closer slash, Chaos's front began to be chaotic, some of the chaos continued to storm the defense line, and some of the chaos was evading the axe's slashing, and several of the chaos warriors who supervised the battle wanted to come over to control the situation, but they died under the axe.

"It's not going to hurt us, is it?" Baron Gallo was still a little uneasy - after all, he had lived for almost twenty years, and he really had never seen such an axe that used dozens of rattan legs to walk and cut chaos by himself.

"Yes, or it wouldn't just slash at the chaos in front of our defenses." The Great Swordsman replied with great certainty.

"Attack!" The baron gave the order, and then added: "And! A little further away from our friendly axes! Don't put your necks up! ”

With the order, the morale of the human bosses who had been boosted by the appearance of the axe began to move forward, and the chaos were clearly in disarray - the deadly axe killed anyone on sight, the mighty chaos warriors were also chopped off heads, and their own leaders were killed by the deaths, and even more so by the crossbows flying from their flanks and the human troops pressing over.

What eventually crushed them was the mage's projected killing spells from afar, and the chaos began to flee as the flamebursts and lightning exploded and swept through the crowd.

Several walls of fire blocked their escape path, and in order to get around, they were squeezed by the advancing human infantry, and some of the chaos was either pushed into the wall of fire by the allies trying to escape, or pushed into the halberd array.

Baron Gallo followed behind the front line, and every now and then he had a burst of flames - he found that all the grievances and worries just now were superfluous, and in this battle, he had wiped out at least fifteen hundred people of Chaos at the cost of losing less than three hundred men!

While it was true that it was the presence of friendly forces that would lead to victory, what could be better than having maintained the army before the allies arrived, and what could be better than being in battle for the first time.

Think about it, Mr. Anthony Gallo, how many of your cousins have lost the trust of their family because they didn't perform well in their first battle, and how many have accidentally lost their heads in their first battle.

The young baron was overjoyed.

So when Lord Marin, surrounded by four mages, appeared, he immediately showed his concern: "Welcome, my friends, without you, there would be no victory now. ”

In the presence of the Lord of Justice, greed for merit is the most stupid act of suicide, and Mr. Anthony Gallo has not seen a guy who stupidizes himself to death.

"Hello, Baron Anthony Gallo, come and distribute these heads and give us a portion to this lord." Marin said with a smile.

This surprised the baron at first, and then surprised - it meant that he could reasonably and legally obtain a small portion of the loot that did not belong to him, and His Excellency Marlin was really good!

Of course, he Anthony Gallo can't get carried away with small profits, with such a powerful character, there should be a lot of loot tonight.

Soon, three hundred Chaos Cultists and Zealots, as well as five Chaos Warriors' heads, were selected and handed over to the Lord.

The latter and his soldiers had a lot of loot on their waists, which was enviable, and it was obvious that they could not take so much, so the baron chose to beckon the convoy waiting in the rear, and they would take the spoils of both sides and move on to the next target.

While burning down the village, the baron noticed a head on the lord's waist.

Lord, why didn't you throw this head in the car?

Of course, the children of the Gallo family would not ask such stupid words, because Anthony had already recognized the head—if there was no mistake, this should be a ruthless character of a Chaos Priest.

You see, Lord Marin is so powerful that he can even give such loot to these civilians.

Anthony, behave better, next time it's your turn to eat meat.