It turned out that when Ling Zifeng saw the giant approaching, he remembered his experience in the Harry Potter plane not long ago. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

It was in the cellar that the ugly mountain monster had been brought down by a hovering magic, and the Quirrell who had been embarrassed by the same means.

He thought about the seemingly child's play, but actually very effective way of fighting, and his heart was eager to try it again.

And even if he is defeated, the philosopher's stone in his hand can make him worry-free.

Leonidas watched Ling Zifeng actually take the initiative to challenge such a powerful enemy, his eyes were full of appreciation and recognition.

After all, Ling Zifeng was the only magician on their side, and he had never had a chance to make a move before, so it was rare to see a magician fighting at this time, and King Leonidas was also very much looking forward to it.

Ling Zifeng slowly walked out of the group, and he looked at the giant man who looked like a hill on the opposite side and showed a sly smile.

I saw him delicately draw his wand and unhurriedly face the whirring blade in the giant man's hand.

A hovering magic was lightly unleashed, and there was a soft "buzz".

Suddenly, the pitch-black long blade in the giant man's hand seemed to be frozen, and stopped in the air above his head.

The giant man suddenly felt a light in his hand, and the huge weapon was gone, as if he had encountered something incredible, and he was stunned for a moment.

He looked at his hands empty, completely unaware of what was happening, and turned left and right to look for his weapon, but he could find it again.

"Aha~"

Looking at the giant man who was looking around for weapons like a stupid X, the Spartan warriors suddenly burst into laughter, Mo Sandi was even more amused and bent over with a smile on his stomach, and Leonidas couldn't help but laugh.

The giant man searched for a while, but instead of finding his own weapon, he was dizzy by his own spin.

He listened to the laughter of the Spartans laughing at him, and a wave of anger erupted from the bottom of his heart, and he stared at the guy opposite him with strange little sticks with wide eyes like buffaloes.

He was full of rage, as if he wanted to set the valley on fire.

"Even without a weapon, I can tear this skinny creature to shreds with my fists." ”

"Roar~"

Just as he hissed, ready to roar at Ling Zifeng.

He suddenly saw Ling Zifeng's other hand raised high, his index finger pointing at the top of his head.

He looked up and was surprised to find that his long blade was actually suspended in the air directly above!

He suddenly forgot that he was going to tear Ling Zifeng to pieces, and looked at the long blade in the air in a daze, not understanding how to do it at all, and his heart was confused and stunned on the spot again.

Ling Zifeng's eyes flashed, he was waiting for this moment.

I saw that the wand he held in his hand swung and turned, and the long blade in the air turned the tip of the blade, and slammed into the big mouth of the giant man.

There was a crisp "poof", and the long blade pierced through the giant man's mouth to the handle, and the other end burst out of his vest.

Blood gushed out of the giant man's mouth like a spring, spurting out of his vest, instantly staining the ground red.

The giant man had his long blade stuck in his mouth, and his eyes were full of incredulity.

He let out a beastly roar in his throat, and his eyes widened at this inconspicuous creature, his voice unpleasant and hoarse, and his eyes resentful and unwilling.

It's a pity that any unwillingness is just in vain, and it didn't take long for the giant man to fall backwards with a limp.

"Boom."

The giant man fell to his death, blood and water on the ground churning up with unwet dust.

The "super weapon" of the Persian elite guards was killed on the spot by Ling Zifeng in unbelievable means.

The Persian elite guards in the rear took this incredible scene into their eyes.

Although they were all wearing silver masks, judging from their actions of pushing and retreating one by one, they seemed to be frightened by the scene in front of them, and they no longer dared to step forward to attack.

They retreated in horror as they muttered in trembling voices, "Magician! There are magicians on the Spartans' side! ”

The "magician" in their mouths naturally refers to Ling Zifeng, who just made a little trick.

Leonidas also had no idea that this giant, who seemed to be mighty and tall, would be easily solved in such a way that seemed both funny and funny.

Of course, Leonidas was an old and spicy warrior, and he didn't find this way of fighting funny.

On the contrary, he felt that this way of fighting was very clever, using extremely simple means and extremely low consumption, which played the most effective killing effect.

This is not only the most clever judgment of the enemy's weaknesses, but also the most effective use of one's own strengths.

This combat technique is almost perfect, and it is as efficient and sharp as the white-knuckle combat technique inherited from the ancestors of the Spartans.

Leonidas had thought that Ling Zifeng would use magic to bombard the giants indiscriminately.

But looking at the giant man's tangled and bulging muscles, thinking about his steel-like body, it seems that ordinary magic will not have much effect on him.

Ling Zifeng's plan was exactly like this, he had experience in dealing with mountain monsters, and he understood that ordinary magic and these huge guys really didn't have much effect.

So he repeated the old trick, and the effect was remarkable!

Leonidas looked at the declining Persian elite guards, he knew that the opportunity to take advantage of the victory was in front of him, and he would not let go of such a good opportunity to kill Xerxes's ace.

So he gave an order: "The whole army is assaulted!" ”

Beating the Reservoir Dogs is always a pleasure, especially when the target is the "undead army", which is said to be the most powerful in Persia, which adds to the thrill of pursuit.

The Spartan warriors who rushed over from the "Immortal Army" dared to put on their helmets and armor and hug their heads, and one by one they were miserable and miserable like lost dogs, and there was still the unstoppable appearance of just coming to the hot spring pass.

"Shh~~~"

Suddenly, a sharp whistle sounded through the valley of Hot Springs.

The Persian elite guards, who retreated like a landslide, encountered an even worse predicament.

The whistle just now was not a recipe for the snake, because it called for reinforcements from Athens, who had been in ambush for a long time, and had long been unable to bear the loneliness.

The leader of the Athenian army pushed away a pile of bushes that were covered, and he tore at his throat and shouted at the troops behind him: "Up! Let the Spartans see what we are capable of! ”

The Persian Janissaries, who had already lost their souls, were even more frightened, and suddenly saw the group of men and horses inserted in the oblique thorns, they no longer had the desire to fight, and one by one they threw away the weapons in their hands and turned around and ran.

Ling Zifeng looked at these scattered and fleeing enemies, and thought: "At this moment, they are still some kind of trump card 'Immortal Army', they are completely cowardly troops who are only greedy for life and afraid of death.

It seems that the shock he caused them was really not small.

He took the time to look at the Athenian reinforcements killed in the oblique stab, and found that these guys were shouting and scolding without momentum, and the weapons in their hands were waving indiscriminately, and he felt that their voices were louder than their ability to kill the enemy.

If they are allowed to face the enemy head-on, they are afraid that they will not be able to withstand it for even a minute.

However, these people were originally just craftsmen and farmers, and it was unreliable to expect them to have much combat effectiveness.

However, such a group of amateur soldiers can also chase the "undead army" known as the Persian ace like a dog.

It's not because the Persian Janissaries are too weak, but because the morale of the Persians is now almost exhausted, and any enemy who appears can scare them out of the way, and the defeat is like a mountain.

Because of Xerxes's arrogant and idiotic command, as well as Ling Zifeng's unexpected magical ability, the Persian Praetorian Guard "Undead Legion" was completely defeated.

In front of the Thermopylae Pass, in the center of the Persian army.

Xerxes stood tall on the king's throne, and he watched his once-invincible ace army retreat inexplicably.

He clenched his fists angrily, and his clenched teeth made an unpleasant "crunch" sound.

Judging from the slight trembling movements of his body, he was very angry now.

But judging from the small protrusions that rose on the surface of his skin, it was also a great fear.

This self-proclaimed "god king" actually felt creepy at this time.

The first day of the Battle of Thermolae ended perfectly with a crushing defeat for the Persians.

。。。。。。

The Spartans lit bonfires and celebrated merrily, for it was indeed worth celebrating.

They were able to withstand a thousand times their own enemies, and even defeated the notorious Persian Janissaries, while the Spartan warriors paid a single-digit sacrifice.

It's nothing short of a miracle, and they are entitled to celebrate!

The Spartan general gathered around the bonfire and said to the warriors and Athenian reinforcements in high spirits:

"Praise be to the gods!"

"Huha~"

"For the sake of our valiant king!"

"Huha~"

For our dead warriors!

"Huha~"

For the magical magicians from the East!

"Huha~"

And for the sake of our friends who live and die with us! ”

"Huha~" "Hooray! "Hooray!"

Every time he said a word, the people around him followed neatly, and the atmosphere in the room was suddenly enthusiastic and exciting.

Ling Zifeng actually included himself when he heard these praises, he couldn't help but feel a little overwhelmed, he had never been praised like this since he was a child.

Looking at the strong muscular hunks, they lifted themselves high like chickens, and then threw them up and down.

If it weren't for the kind and intimate smiles on their faces, Ling Zifeng would really think that he was a bottle of "fruit orange" that was about to be drunk by the Spartan men.

Shake before drinking。。。。。。

He pained and happily "enjoyed" the enthusiasm of the Spartans, and several ups and downs were finally let go.

Ling Zifeng staggered, walked to a stone and sat down, he felt as exciting as he had been on a roller coaster for an afternoon.

Mo Sandi looked at him with a pale face and looked like he was about to vomit, and with a smile, she handed over a water bladder and patted him on the back to help him breathe.

Feeling Mo Sandi's soft and silky palm gently patting on his back, Ling Zifeng felt the nausea in his chest better, and picked up the water bladder and took a sip.

Just as he was about to say thank you, Leonidas came out of nowhere.

I only heard him praise Ling Zifeng happily: "You really deserve to be a magician, and your combat methods also reveal great wisdom, which is much more chic than us old men." ”