"This is the Sarlens Martial Arts Chief?!"

"This can't be?! Sallens just died?! ”

"It's really Sallense Martial Arts Chief!"

Little Bossnaka had already taken the head in his hand, and he still felt incredulous.

After defeating the blocking force, Delia did not rush directly into the enemy group, but paused for a moment, waiting for her drow elves and orcs to arrive.

She also needs to adjust her body to reduce the burden on her body, and although the blow that defeated Sallens is beautiful, it is also the result of her full strength, and it also causes a lot of damage to her body.

Not only does the damage hurt her now, but it adds up over time, causing her to suffer in her later years.

This is why it is difficult for samurai, wanderers, and priests to live past the age of seventy even if they are very strong, and they are completely incomparable to the longevity of mages and warlocks.

Delia's brave fighting style puts a burden on her body above the average level.

However, Bosnaka, like the other drow elves, was completely unaware of Delia's damage.

As soon as he rushed over, he saw the identity of the enemy who led the team to block it, but seeing that he was defeated by Delia in one round, he was a little skeptical of his own judgment.

Maybe it's just a reminder more like?

It wasn't until he caught his dead head that little Bosnaka had to believe that the famous Sallens Martial Arts Master on the island of Malta had died like this.

"It's not my orc slave, it's too wasteful." Little Bosnaka picked up Sallens's bloodshot head, he really understood Delia's strength, his two subordinates were not ashamed to lose, he had sent someone to save his subordinates, but he was still very dissatisfied in his heart, and he made up his mind to whip them a few times to dissipate his anger, and only now did he forgive them. "This lady is too strong, and her strength is not far behind that of the strongest orcs."

"This strategy chosen by Sallens seems to be a bit problematic." Wu Xin followed very closely, and saw the posture of this martial arts master, he was also a little surprised by Delia's results, and he found that several drow elves who followed them were very shocked, and there was a very obvious awe in their eyes when they looked at Delia. "You know him, he's a very good samurai?"

"Nice samurai? You say Sallens is good? Little Bossnaka looked laughing and crying, and was a little hesitant to say anything.

Out of a sense of racial pride, he didn't want to tell Wu Xin that this was the head of one of the best samurai on the island.

However, he also knew that accurate information must be provided in the battle of life and death, and after hesitating for a while, Little Bosnaka finally reluctantly said: "This Sallens Martial Arts Master is recognized as a first-rate warrior on the island, known for his dexterity and agility, and he will not fall out of the top three in any fair ranking, even if he is a powerful First Family Martial Arts Leader, it is impossible to defeat him in one round like this female priest." This pastoress, she's the big man in your Dark Sun Church, right? Is it an archbishop? Only the Archbishop can make a caster like you a follower. ”

He thought that Wu Xin was an envoy from the Roman Church, and that Delia was amazingly imposing, so he naturally decided that she was the chief messenger.

"I'm just a warlock who can cast first-class spells, and so many of you mistresses seem to be priests." However, Wu Xin felt that he did not seem to be enough to be an archbishop's retinue. "And there seem to be several mages around Mistress Kaja."

"We are Drow, and the ratio of sorcerers to mages is certainly higher than you humans." There was not much pride in Bosnaka's words, and then he spoke in a low tone. "But our numbers are too small, and the First Family used to have only one spellcaster, and it's only because Malta has recently accepted a lot of Drow remnants that there are more mages."

Wu Xin nodded and didn't say anything more.

The battle with Little Bosnaka just now not only made Villefort feel that these drow elves were not worthy of their name, but Wu Xin also felt that the strength of the drow elves and orcs was a little too weak, which did not match the historical knowledge he knew.

You must know that in the history of the main plane that Wu Xin knows, although the drow elves have also experienced a great rout, even the historical historians on the human side admit that their extraordinary individual strength, and several of the first master mothers of the strongest city-state have more strength than the average of the cardinals, and it is only because of the problems of social form and reproductive ability that most of the living space has been lost.

At this time, the rebels who were going to support the Third Family were still advancing.

The drow elves and orcs who followed Wu Xin and them had already formed a formation, and after a moment of recuperation, Delia raised her weapons again to charge the enemy's brigade.

But despite her efforts to cheer up, Wu Xin could still see her tiredness.

Although the battle just now was very beautiful, it was by no means easy, and Delia's body was also greatly damaged, and her heart, lungs, and stomach were also aching.

But she knew that she couldn't lose her sharpness at this time, and it would take time for the Bosnaka family, who were blocking head-on, to spread out in formation in order to prevent most of the troops of the Seventh and Ninth families from rushing to the main battlefield.

She was desperate to charge again.

"Wait a minute." At this time, Wu Xin called out to Delia.

When Delia turned around, she saw Wu Xin holding Salrens's head in an uncomfortable position, which Wu Xin had just taken from Little Bossnaka.

Although it is the second time to carry out the mission of the reincarnation world, holding a head is indeed a new experience for Wu Xin, although he has hugged the same slimy big fish countless times in the past, but this feeling is completely different.

Seeing Wu Xin's uncomfortable appearance, Delia reached out in understanding and wanted to take her booty.

"No, I can." , The obviously cold head seemed to be burning his body, and his stomach was buzzing, but Wu Xin still firmly refused Delia's outstretched hand and asked her to do something else. "You help me erect that spear."

Delia understood Wu Xin's intentions, and she stood up with a spear that the enemy had abandoned on the ground, Wu Xin took a sip, and then thrust the head of Salrens' martial arts master.

Since this Sallens martial arts master is quite prestigious, it naturally can't be wasted.

Wu Xin pressed his head again to make sure it didn't fall off, took out his own handkerchief to wipe the blood on his skull, and finally tidied up his hair so that his face could be exposed.

During this process, Wu Xin was very nervous, his breathing was very short, and his face was red, but Delia just held a spear to cooperate with him, watching him quietly from the side, and let him experience this inevitable everything.

After Wu Xin had done all this, Delia nodded, and then patted Wu Xin on the shoulder: "Yes, it should come in handy!" ”

By the time Delia and Sallens fought, on the other side of the hill, the rebel home team had already collided with the troops of several smaller families such as Bosnakar, who had come to stop them.

The difference in numbers between the two sides was not small, but because of the rush to help the Third Family, the rebels marched in a long column, so they could not take advantage of their numbers.

But it was only a brief contact between the two sides that the mother of Bosnaka realized that the situation was not good.

As soon as the battle began, the rebels quickly formed formation, with dozens of men at the front of the group forming several groups of five or six, each with a human warrior as the core, these people all had the superior heavy armor obviously made of stainless steel, and a drow priestess to accompany him.

The enemy's determination was great, and the mother of the seventh and ninth families and the eldest daughter were in the assault group, and performed two second-level magic skills, "Ox Power" and "Aid", on the samurai led by him.

They must have lost the Spider Queen's magic now, which is obviously a gift from the Lord of the Stars and Moon.

The number of priestesses was insufficient, and their abilities declined.

However, in addition to the divine arts, these human warriors each took out potions and poured them, and then launched a surprise attack on the blocking force.

As soon as these groups came into contact with the blocking forces of the Bosnaka family, they showed a clear advantage.

"Starry Moon Big!"

With a roar, the samurai led by each group suffered heavy losses, at least repelling the blockers in front of them.

The most ferocious group was the group where the mother of the Seventh Family was located, and she had long been determined to rebel, so she had a stable mentality and retained all her strength.

But the strongest priestess in the rebel army wasn't the core of the group.

At the heart was the human warrior, dressed in heavy armor, armed with a two-handed hammer, and wearing a masked horned helmet on his head.

Unlike other comrades-in-arms who yelled to declare their faith, he simply attacked quietly.

It's silent, but it's powerful.

His opponent is one of the strongest dwarven warriors of the House of Bosnaka, and that dwarf is also armed with a heavy hammer.

Although the weapon didn't seem to be too much of a disadvantage, it only took one weapon encounter to knock the Dwarf's hammer flying and smashing his helmet into a pit.

"Ah!!h

The dwarf let out a heart-rending scream, but before he could fall immediately, he still made a backward movement after being badly wounded, trying to retreat into the group and be protected by his comrades.

But a drow elf following the human warrior didn't give him a chance to retreat into the crowd, and his bayonet sword followed the human warrior's hammer and plunged into the dwarf's deflated helmet.

"Shrink the formation! Defend the main trunk of the road! ”

Seeing one of the strongest dwarven warriors in her family being killed so quickly made the Mother of Bosnaca know that the battle was even tougher than she had imagined, and she knew that ordering a contraction so quickly would inevitably affect morale, but she had no choice.

She can't let the enemy break through her own defenses easily, but she can't lose too much strength, and the troops of the other small families who have been copied from behind will inevitably be even more sluggish after seeing the breakthrough power of the rebels.

She was afraid of the punishment of the first family afterwards, but if her main force was lost too much, then everything would be over.

The potions that can strengthen their strength are very precious, and the amount that those heavy armor warriors drank just now has exceeded the inventory of the Bosnaka family by several times, and even if the seventh and ninth families have these potions, this will inevitably reach their limit inventory, and it is impossible to use them like this.

Moreover, the other side's combat group of five or six people has a clear division of labor and mutual protection, which is obviously a fully trained tactic.

And there is a high level of training, which is not something that the seventh and ninth families can have.

The enemy not only provided supplies, but also lurked on the island of Malta for a long time to train them.

Those few human warriors who are the core are obviously not the strength of those families themselves, but the enemies sent them, and those outstanding elites who cooperate with them are the strength of these families themselves.

These forces were much stronger than the Bossnaka family, and within a few minutes, more than a dozen soldiers of the Bossnaka family were killed,

The order of the Bethnaka maesters to shrink the defense further aggravated the confusion.

The arrows were embedded deep in the Blocker's defenses, and in one place they breached almost instantly.

The group led by the horned human warrior quickly broke through the shallow line of the blockers and charged from behind towards the rear where the Mother of the Bursnaka was located.

With more than one-twentieth casualties, plus the enemy rushing in front of her, the Boss Mother was in a panic, and she hesitated to retreat.

"Master Mother, let's get out of the way of the main road and flank the enemy, right?" Her eldest daughter was also frightened by the situation in front of her.

The Mother of Bosnaka tightened her grip on the whip in her hand.

She knew that once she retreated, the battle would be defeated immediately, and although the enemy was eager to converge with the Third House and might not continue to pursue, the Bosnaka family would still lose at least a fifth of their troops, and the delay to the enemy would be minimal.

Shrinking the formation will only allow a part of the enemy to pass through the battle line, but once you get out of the way, then the enemy's main force can pass through quickly, and even if you can stop the side attack, you can only weaken the enemy to a limited extent, and it will not help the overall situation.

"I can't withdraw, my father-in-waiting, the martial arts chief, and you, come with me!"

After all, the hostess of Bosnaca decided not to allow the two rebels to merge, she had already seen the difference between this rebellion and the previous infighting, and if they all wanted to preserve their strength, maybe the end of the thousands of drow elves on the island of Malta was coming.

After giving the order, the Mother of Bosnaka took out a scroll of "Aid" from her bosom with a tense face, and then tore it open without hesitation.