The Mursi priest was very upset, very upset. His ravine-covered face was as black as a piece of charcoal, emitting wisps of smoke. This is a symbol of the anger of the Lord Priest, representing the anger that is about to erupt from his heart.

The god of tyranny was resurrected, and Mursi made a great effort. But just because of the failure of the Blood Sacrifice, the Lord Priest lost Bane's trust, and his position was threatened—Old Theseus, who was originally his subordinate, actually ascended to the sky and rode on his head.

Although Old Xiusi was only a temporary leap to promotion, and if he couldn't succeed, he would even lose his life, but Mursi was still dissatisfied with this. He couldn't complain to the gods, but he didn't like old Hughes in his heart.

Zhou Qingfeng snatched the soul sacrifice sacrificed to Bane, which angered the god of tyranny and sent an oracle to take his life. Old Hughes first ascended to the high position, and he was anxious to lead his troops to kill the Violent Rat Village, and he had to do his best to perform and seize the opportunity.

The strength of the church was divided into three groups, and the goblins had already rushed up, and Old Xiusi pulled his descendants to clean up Zhou Qingfeng without saying hello. Only Morsi was left with a dozen black knights under his command to block the left flank.

The black warriors of Morsi have been formally trained by the church for many years, and the last time they went out with the old goblins, they were killed and wounded when they returned. In this operation, I received a mission that almost killed me - there were more than 100 troops on the left flank of Storm Rat Village.

"Damn bastard, why don't you let me deal with the enemy my lord has designated?" The Lord Priest scolded hatefully. He was also afraid that Inisa's gang on the other side would kill him, after all, there were too few black warriors under his command.

"Don't worry, Your Excellency, maybe we don't have to do it at all." The old goblin came with his back hunched and his staff on his back. It was followed by a tall, lanky undead assassin with blood dripping from his slender sword.

Zur. Grayskin's strength is not bad, and the skeleton staff in his hand is even more advantageous in group attacks. It was able to come, and Mursi was a little relieved, but he still said dissatisfied: "If those resisters want to come desperately......"

"......No," the old goblin shook his head, "those cowardly ones aren't going to come and fight. They would just stare blankly, for my Assassins had just crept in and disrupted the defenses on the village walls. ”

Oh......?

In the midst of these conversations, a tidal wave of goblins poured across the clearing outside the village, rushing towards the wall that had broken through a gap. But there was no movement on the fence.

Mursi watched the figure on the wall sway, and then saw that the left-wing opponent was unable to seize the fighter, and immediately laughed, "Okay, very good, today we have won." The leaders of those settlements must be panicking now, and it is a good time for us to attack. ”

As soon as the chief priest greeted, he was about to lead the team to move towards the right flank.

The old goblin was surprised, "Your Excellency Morsi, your opponent is on the left flank. ”

"Those people on the left have lost their hearts, and I will go to the right wing to help old Hughes." Mursi was happy, completely ignoring the more than 100 opponents on the other side, and treating them as nothing.

"But if the enemy on the other side kills us and attacks our back...... "The old goblin knew that the priestess was trying to take credit. Defeating the Black Forest Resistors is secondary, as long as Zhou Qingfeng's head can be removed, he will definitely be able to regain divine grace.

The old goblin had just said this hesitation, and the priest of Mursi had not yet left. On the right flank, iron hooves rumbled, and a huge skeleton war horse rushed out, and the wind thundered.

This appearance attracted the attention of the audience.

Mursi held the reins, watching attentively on horseback. But the old goblin, who was a lot shorter, was obscured from sight on the wolf, and he couldn't see anything.

The sound of the hooves of the skeleton war horse is abrupt, and it is not suppressed in the noisy battlefield, but becomes more and more obvious. The old goblin was already lying on his back, and his neck couldn't be stretched. When it saw Morsi's expression, it was more complicated than a ghost, and immediately waved back.

The lanky undead assassin crouched down and let the old goblin ride around his neck. The Assassin himself rode on top of the wolf, and this superposition allowed the old goblin to be at eye level with Morsi. Instead of being funny, it asked indifferently, "What happened?" ”

Rumble......

Thunder sounded on the flat ground!

The 'Stacked Arhats' wasted a lot of time, and the old goblin had already missed the part where the bone war horse started to accelerate, but he saw the scene where Uncle Zhou was so powerful that he collided with the black warrior array - the blood stain exploded in the sky.

Normally, if you want to break through the first layer of the Black Warrior line, you have to pay a heavy price, but now the third layer of the queue is like tissue paper, piercing it with one blow.

The old goblin didn't have time to be surprised, the loud noise and the explosion of blood were too close to it, and the wolf carrying the 'stacked arhats' at the bottom jumped up in shock.

The chassis was unstable, and the undead assassin who stepped on the wolf's back could not stabilize it, and the old goblin sitting on the top immediately fell. It didn't have time to do anything to save it, and it fell to the ground, rolling all over the ground with its rickety figure.

"What just happened?" The old goblin was disgraced, and when he got up in embarrassment, he scolded angrily. Just looking at Mursi who was close at hand, the main priest didn't have time to laugh at its stumbling, and he was still stunned as if he had seen a ghost.

"The right wing is ......, collapsed." The Lord Priest raised his finger and pointed at the spreading blood stain and the young man who came out of the blood stain, "This style of play is too brutal, it must be that kid blaspheming my lord." ”

Morsi, who has always been evil, felt brutal, which shows that this ferocious blow is indeed shocking. He didn't know how to describe the scene just now, the completely unreasonable impact should have lost both, and even the attacking skeleton war horse was defeated.

However, the result is not as everyone imagined.

The boy pierced through the Black Samurai array, holding a cavalry sword and 'mowing the grass' in the rear of the Bann Church. Mursi was stunned and didn't know what to do, and now it was his turn to figure out the situation, so he could only hesitate on the spot.

But Mursi wanted to hesitate, but the human cavalry on the left flank on the opposite side was greatly encouraged by the earth-shattering blow. More than 100 people who originally wanted to see the limelight and even retreat suddenly shouted, accelerated their horses, and rushed forward brandishing their swords.

"Oops, retreat!" The Lord Priest wanted to run as soon as he shook his horse's head.

The old goblin was anxious at this moment, and the staff in his hand slammed the ground, and he shouted viciously: "Don't withdraw, and don't withdraw if you die in battle." My men are still in the gore effect, and they won't pull back, and they won't pull back. How dare you disobey my lord's commands? ”

Mursi and the old goblin glared at each other in an instant, and finally could only sigh unwillingly, and shouted to the black warriors behind him: "Meet up, you must not retreat now, you must fight hard!" ”

On the right flank, Old Xiusi, who was holding the treasure of the town religion, was still stunned at this meeting. That is, in the blink of an eye, there was a big gap in the array around him. The gap was covered with blood-red shards all over the ground, and black warriors looking at each other.

The Black Warriors had too much confidence in themselves to accept the situation in front of them and didn't understand what was happening.

Everyone turned their heads again, only to see that the young man who caused this tragedy was waving a war knife and cutting off the head in the back, but he screamed bitterly: "I'm going to die, I'm going to die, I'm really going to die." I didn't want to rush over like that! ”