Chapter 295: Charge

It seems that God has no intention of helping the elites of the Mehrs Empire, perhaps the god of light they have always believed in may still linger on the bed of a goddess who touches people with "sex" at this time, so that without seeing the decision faced by his loyal servants at this time, the shadow of death is like a mountain, pressing on the heads of many elites of the Mehrs Empire.

Catherine, who broke through the 10,000 magicians of the Mehrs Empire's magic group with one shot, did not take advantage of this opportunity to shock the audience to continue the attack, but instigated the mount Immortal Bird to cross the heads of many elites of the Mehrs Empire like a huge space warship, like a god, a god in charge of the life and death of everyone, looking down majestically at the elites of the Mehrs Empire.

"What the hell does he want to do?" In the luxurious carriage, Vatigan, the overseer of the vanguard of the Holy War Alliance, who had shrunk in like a dead dog, collapsed in the carriage at this moment, and clutched a cushion in the carriage tightly, as if he could get a trace of strength from it, and groaned.

The coercion of the superior filled the entire Trilot Grand Canyon for a while, and the face of Generalissimo Cherno could be said to be as ugly as it was at this time, this time he sent troops to Yanhuangcheng, and he could be said to have really failed to go home, not only did he not correctly estimate the combat intentions of the opponent in the place, but he even did not correctly estimate the combat power of the opponent's troops, not to mention Catherine and her mount Immortal Bird who suddenly rushed out!

And on the battlefield, if you misestimate the other side and the form of the war, then there is only one end!

Generalissimo Chernov, who was dressed as a horseman, had understood this since he first came down from the battlefield.

At present, although the elites of the Mehrs Empire still account for the majority in numbers, they are not more than one level behind in terms of morale and combat power, let alone pressing on everyone's heads at this time. Catherine and his super mount, who seem to be slowly playing as if they were watching their prey.

The generalissimo of the Mehs Empire, who had always kept everything on the battlefield in his heart, sighed suddenly, as if he had aged for decades in an instant, and the original refined and heroic image suddenly turned into a dying old man, and the deep wrinkles were like mountains, which made this one hundred and three-year-old old marshal a little breathless, in the end, he was still old!

It seems that he and the elites of the 300,000 empire are really in a catastrophe this time, but. If you want your own life, then the other party must also pay the price, as one of the four great sword saints in the mainland, you are definitely not a ball of mud, the other party can pinch it as much as he wants!

Thinking of this, the old marshal pulled out a two-handed giant sword behind his back, a giant sword that could be said to be very old, with a rusty sword body. The potholes seemed to be like a pimple-covered face, but from the rusty sword, there was a faint murderous aura, mixed with bursts of whimpering. It makes people shudder.

"Old man, it's been a long time since you've come out to move your hands and feet, and this time, it may be the last time I've joined forces with you in my life. Let's hope we don't lose too badly...... Hehe......" Generalissimo Cherno gently brushed the rust on the sword, as if he had been an old friend for many years, and said softly, the fingers of his left hand seemed to intentionally or unintentionally slash across the rusty blade, and a faint bead of blood fell on the body of the giant sword.

As if in response to Generalissimo Chernno's words, the originally dull and rusty blade of the sword suddenly burst into a burst of light that did not belong to it. And the beads of blood that floated onto the sword body seemed to be absorbed the moment they fell to the ground, and disappeared in an instant, and the rust on the sword body seemed to have been diminished by some mysterious force in an instant, and there was no trace.

After the rust was diluted, the giant sword "revealed" its hideous original figure, and on the body of the sword, a terrifying blood groove spread from the tip of the sword to the hilt, and the sword body was thick and dark. No light. It was like a lump of black coal, as if it had been condensed, and the murderous and evil aura slowly leaked out from the tip of the sword. The air around me dropped several degrees.

"Fellow robes of the Mehrs Empire, we, as the most elite troops of the great Mehrs Empire, as the most elite soldiers of the Mehrs Empire, we are carrying the honor of the entire Mehrs Empire! Now, we have reached the moment of life and death, and our 300,000, a full 300,000 elite troops, have been killed like this by less than 40,000 troops! We have lost the dignity of the entire Empire! We have lost the dignity and face of our great Mehrs Empire!

Now, I, Chernoh, in the capacity of only one of the most ordinary soldiers of the Empire, beseech you, my brothers, to take up our weapons and charge at our enemies for the honor of the Empire, and for the sake of proving to our enemies that we are still the true men of the Mehrs Empire!

After the generalissimo Cherno finished speaking, he turned over his horse, and the inky black giant sword in his hand pointed straight at the wild dragon iron horse that was rushing left and right in the elite troops of the Mehs Empire and roared:

"First Knights of the Mehrs Empire, kill with me! Glory is my life!"

"Glory is my life!~~"

The members of the First Knights of the Mehrs Empire, who were encouraged by Generalissimo Chernõe's speech, roared angrily, all drew their swords, followed by Generalissimo Cherno's shouting of the military horn of the Mehros Imperial Army, and instigated the mounts under their crotches to kill the dragon riders who were about to break through the defense line built by the elite shield soldiers that Generalissimo Cherno had ordered to block.

"The spicy piece doesn't bloom, such a soft egg is finally like a person, dare to charge with us, hehe, this is so fun! Brothers, our berserkers have finally returned to our long-lost battlefield, let's use the blood of our opponents to write the new glory of our berserker clan!"

Crazy Tianxiong rode on the iron-armored silver-backed terrain dragon under his crotch, the mace in his hand shook in the air, and roared angrily: "Wind, wind, wind!"

"Wind, wind, gale!"

With the excited and slightly bloodthirsty roar of the three thousand berserkers behind him, the entire Berserk Iron Riders abandoned the elite shield soldiers of the Mehrs Empire, who were almost about to be strangled, and rushed towards the First Knights of the Mehrs Empire who rushed over!