Without this bastard high-level priest making trouble beside him, how could this half-elf in the dark still stand here intact under the calcination of magical flames, and actually shoot out five boulders with a cold shot, knocking out more than half of his followers!

This discovery made Master Dehaifak 61 almost unable to get up in one breath, and a valuable magic scroll was smashed out, but it only served as a cover for the other party's sneak attack. However, it was not useless, and the five-door catapult was burned to ashes in the fire after its final might.

"Kill him for me! Kill him! Count Bing Sing threw away the fine handkerchief in his hand, and trembled with his horsewhip and pointed at the half-elf, who could not die no matter how he beat him, and shouted hysterically.

The orc mercenaries of the "Mighty Bear" mercenary group don't have the courage to go up again, you push me, I push you in a strong retreat. Their regimental commander, Haman's lips squirmed for a long time, and he did not give a complete order.

At this time, the heavy cavalry of the "Iron Fist" mercenary group was dispatched, a hundred-man team remained behind, and another hundred-man heavy cavalry, led by the captain Kavatredi, rode a war horse and marched forward with mechanical and vigorous steps.

Armed with tower shields and long-handled knight spears, these knights stepped through the death's staircase, which had been washed countless times by blood. The formation of the hoplites was perfect, and the phalanx marching in unison had an unusually powerful sense of oppression, and the huge spears and heavy iron armor wrapped all over their bodies and the horses in full iron armor rushed up like tanks.

At this time, five snow monster Hercules and eight puppet warriors and roars hiding in the cave also rushed out of the cave, and like Zhang Yuan, their bodies were also flashing with the light of the Divine Blessing Flame Rebound Aura.

"Remember my name, you died at the hands of the cavalry god of war Cavatre!" At the head of the phalanx, the hoplite officer captain Cavatre, roared through the cracks in his heavy armor as he climbed the stairs, his voice like a roaring lion.

The psychological elements of the Terran heavy cavalry of the "Iron Fist" mercenary group are simply one day and one place compared to the orc mercenaries of the "Mighty Bear" just now. Even through a layer of plate armor, Zhang Yuan could feel their blood-red pupils in the small helmets and fierce, even if the catapult was aimed at him, these brave knights did not have the slightest intention of flinching.

In terms of momentum alone, this kind of fierce bravery that would rather die than retreat is enough to crush the confidence of some timid opponents. "There are kinds of these goods, too." Zhang Yuan sneered.

Everyone was in a hurry, but the roar was not idle, it used all its strength to smash the spears at the neatly advanced hoplites on the steps, and in the face of the rapid iron-headed spears, the hoplites who were hit suddenly froze, staggered, and fell on the steps with blood and spears that pierced the armor in front and rear. The wounds were so severe that the fallen cavalrymen simply could not get back up, and the vacancy they left was filled by the knights in the back row.

As the cavalry drew closer, the snow monster Hercules and the puppets pulled out barrels from their large leather pockets and smashed them headlessly at the hoplite officer captain called Kavatre, splashing black viscous liquid everywhere.

The sneering voice of the captain of the cavalry cavatre resounded throughout the land, and without the threat of catapults, the hoplites relied on their hard armor, two-meter-tall burly stature, and sharp long-handled iron fist knives, even if they were junglewalker warriors?

"You just smashed the stones, and our heavy cavalry bodies can resist it!" Amid the wild laughter of the cavalry officer captain, the cavalrymen raised their tower shields and spears in their hands one after another, "Drink, drink!" The wild roar soared into the sky with a chilling murderous aura.

There are still dozens of steps, and these few warriors who have caused countless troubles will be turned into blood-colored medals that prove the bravery of the Terran cavalry in the eyes of thousands of people. Seeing the victory approaching, Officer Captain Cavatre licked his dry lips.

A magic flame the size of a candle flame appeared in Zhang Yuan's hand, and I saw Zhang Yuan with a simple smile, and with a flick of his hand, the flame crossed a beautiful arc and fell to the steps called the Death Passage, landing on the black liquid. Suddenly, a monstrous flame swept through the entire Death Passage, and countless heart-rending screams swept through the entire Gobi Wasteland.

On the south bank of the Feimao River, the Loess Gobi is like an erupting volcano, burning the horizon with a glow. The clear waters of the Feimao River near the banks had turned into tumbling mud, and large bubbles were bubbling up, and from time to time fat fish jumped out of the water, cramping and slapping into clumps of waves.

This small sniper battle in the Corridor of Death almost crippled the famous "Mighty Bear" mercenary group, and finally burned an entire team of 100 Terran heavy armored cavalry.

However, this fire also spread to the top of the hillside, and the place where the warriors of the Flying Leaf Territory above were also burned by the raging flames, and the other party was obviously unable to go downhill for a while.

This sniper battle delayed the slave catchers for a long time. Count Bing Sing felt a little worried in his heart, worried that the two Night Elf goddesses he had hunted had run away.

Through the telescope, Count Bing Song could see that on the tidal flats on the other side of the Feimao River were only a mess of large and small packages, a large pile of simple boats, rudimentary wooden boats, and broken ice that had drifted away along the river, and on the tidal flats, in the lush water and grass, there were dwarf figures scurrying around, which were the banshee herdsmen of the dwarf spear forest who were catching black pigs scurrying around.

What is that? Count Bing Sing's breath was held. The crowd on the river beach attracted his attention, it was two beautiful Night Elves with stunning faces! What a breathtakingly beautiful face!

The Earl's hand holding the telescope trembled uncontrollably, these two were definitely the most beautiful women he had ever seen, and he had come all the way to hunt them this time! With these two noble goddesses guarding and sacrificing beauties, His Royal Highness the Prince of the Orc Alliance Kingdom will definitely be satisfied. As to whether these two sacrifices would cause war, this was not what the Count had in mind. After all, the Orc Alliance Kingdom plus the Duchy can already compete with the Night Elf Kingdom that has sunset.

The two beauties gathered about three hundred or so jackals, kobolds, and human bandits, and the warriors set up a sparse line of defense on the river beach with wooden shields and spears. These beauties are still forming a scattered formation, comforting the weeping vassals! They haven't had time to leave yet!

Convinced that he was absolutely dazzled, Count Bing immediately burst into loud cheers.

However, when he looked back and saw the progress of his own crossing, the earl's praise immediately turned into an angry roar, and the count's face, which had always been personable, suddenly distorted.

This time, I don't know if I was afraid of being beaten or cautious, the commander of the Manhaman regiment commanded the long axe hammer soldiers of the hundred-man team and the archers of the hundred-man team to form the left and right wings, even if they crossed the river in a simple boat, they also formed a conservative one-line defensive precision formation, arching and guarding the heavy cavalry in the middle as the main force of the beach. The body of the hoplites was too heavy, and a simple boat could only carry two heavily armored warriors and horses, and the total number of hoplites crossing the river was only half a hundred. There were also fifty hoplites waiting for the next wave of crossings.

The humble boats of the hoplites moved slowly, and the speed of the "Mighty Bear" mercenaries turned into snails. As the main force of the "Mighty Bear" mercenary group, there are also four teams of hundreds, giant wolves, orcs, and light knights who do not have enough tools to cross the river, and wait helplessly on the river embankment.

"Manhaman! What are you waiting for, you idiot! Am I paying you a large commission to give your prey another hour to escape? Bing sang the Earl's roar that almost deafened Haman's ears.

"But...... How do you cross the river without tools? The leader of the Manhaman orcs of "Mighty Bear" was scolded by this sudden burst. His face also became very unnatural, and he muttered quietly.