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Avi still stared intently at the dozen or so people who were far away, but Ben Nicot's voice became clearer and clearer, "Summoning magic is that person's favorite magic, but he uses some things that are considered absolutely forbidden to summoning magic, and that method gives the things he summons a special smell, and I remember that smell very clearly..."

Ben Nicott was like an old madman talking to himself, and Avi didn't hear him at all. What kind www.biquge.info of smell, what kind of summoning magic, what kind of magic did Avi see, all Avi saw was more than a dozen people walking towards the center of the battlefield, and these ten or so people were like a row of soldiers, as if they didn't know that their opponent was 100,000 elite infantry.

Amsoil and his men were stunned, and the dozen or so figures walked forward unhurriedly, as if they were wearing armor, and the weapons they held in their hands were also ordinary weapons. The center of the entire battlefield was completely silent, and all the soldiers standing in the front row were looking at the dozen or so people, each of whom was separated by a gap of about a hundred people. One of the generals immediately raised one hand, and the archers hiding behind the front row of infantry immediately drew their bows and aimed at the dozen or so figures.

"Shoot the arrows!"

Countless arrows were like black eagles flying by, and the dozen or so people were immediately baptized with iron arrows. However, except for a few who stopped slightly, the others continued to walk, and the invincible armor on their bodies seemed to completely cover their bodies, bouncing all the sharp arrows away!

Amsoil and his subordinates who were still by his side all felt a strange feeling, and some of the soldiers were already panicking, they had no idea how these dozen or so people came from the rain of arrows.

"Here's your full command, kill all ten hoplites!" said Amsol and rode away, though he thought the dozen or so were just hoplites who were not afraid of bows and crossbows, but the beads of sweat in his ears already showed the uneasiness in his heart.

More arrows were fired, but the seventeen walkers from Bradley's camp did not fall or retreat, but kept moving at the same pace as they had started, until they reached a distance of nearly a hundred meters.

Detheon, Poli, and Tate were about to go to the front of their team, but the strange situation in front of them brought them all together.

"Do you want to defeat us with a dozen men? It's ridiculous!" said Taifu, but he began to look back at the army behind him, hoping that they would immediately pounce and crush the seventeen soldiers who were not afraid of bows and crossbows.

Viscount Poli noticed that the individual soldiers behind him began to retreat slightly, and he immediately drew a gold-filled broadsword from his waist, "De Theon, Taifu, I can deal with these bulky hoplites alone, you can just watch here!"

De Theon did not stop Viscount Polly from taking the initiative, and his martial arts were stronger than Polly's, but Polly's choice was more resolute and decisive.

Just as Viscount Polly rode his heavily armored horse towards one of the approaching soldiers, a man standing in front of Bradley's barracks said to Prince Bradley next to him, "Your Highness Bradley, it's time. ”

Bradley stared at Brother Wang's army, there was no fear in his eyes, only a little helplessness and sadness, "Just go according to your plan, Squadron Leader Owen." ”

When Viscount Polly and one of the "hoplites" were not more than thirty meters apart, Viscount Polly suddenly grabbed the reins and stopped the charge. The great sword he had held high cut across the grass because of the hanging of his arm, and Polly, who slowly came down from the saddle, lowered his head, took the hilt of the sword in his right hand, plunged the tip of the great sword into the earth, and then fell on his knees beside the horse.

Whether it was Avi or Ammekh's legion standing on the city wall, everyone clearly saw Viscount Poli's actions! As an important commander of Ammeon's army, Viscount Poli, who took the initiative to attack, actually knelt down in front of the enemy less than twenty meters, like a defeated person who had been completely defeated, and bowed his head without dignity!

No one could comprehend Polly's actions, and Decion and Tif even shouted Polly's name, but the viscount, who had fallen on his knees and still held the hilt of his sword, remained unmoved, as if he were deaf who could not hear anything.

A "hoplite" in front of Polly walked up to Polly with an unchanging pace, and it was only then that Detheon and Taifu and others could see clearly that the Grand Prince's soldier was indeed wearing full-body armor, with almost no exposed weaknesses, but the armor revealed a faint glimmer, a looming white light. The words "enchanted weapons" immediately appeared in Detheon's mind, but there should only be one of the same enchanted weapons, but the seventeen "hoplites" were all wearing exactly the same armor, and the armor also showed the same light.

While De Theon and Taifu were hesitating, the "hoplite" who had walked in front of Polly had stopped, and he stood in front of Polly, and Viscount Polly raised his head at this time. No one but this infantryman had seen Viscount Poli's gaze at this time—it was a look of utter despair, not even a glimmer of courage to live.

The "hoplite" held his broad iron sword in both hands, plunged it into the chest of Viscount Poli, then drew it and continued in the direction of Desion and Taifu.

Viscount Polly, who had not put up any resistance before he died, fell to the ground silently, as silent as a uprooted grass.

"Prepare to charge! Retreat and kill!" Taifu's sudden order startled all the stunned infantrymen, who grabbed their weapons and raised their shields, ready to rush forward when they heard the order to attack.

"Rush!"

It is not yet clear why Polly fell to his knees and was killed without any resistance, but the overwhelming battle had already begun. Fenrir and Gadia, who stood in front of Prince Bradley, also commanded nearly 20,000 soldiers, and when Polly fell, they gave the order to charge, charging at the infantry legion, which numbered more than 100,000 men.

"Captain Owen, is this distance enough to protect my men?"

"Your Royal Highness, please rest assured, thirty meters away is a safe distance, and I will control the power of the Desperate Squadron at all times," Owen said lightly with his eyes closed and smiling, "as promised, General Fenrir and General Gadia are enough to command properly." ”

"Okay, then there's work. Bradley's eyes were filled with tears, but he didn't let his tears fall.

The seventeen "hoplites" continued to move forward, and when the soldiers of Amso approached within thirty meters of the seventeen "hoplites", they all stopped, or threw their blades and shields on the ground, or fell to their knees, or shrunk into a ball with their heads in their hands, and none of the infantry was spared. It was as if they had lost all hope of living in an instant, and were experiencing the most desperate things, no longer caring about the battlefield in front of them, no longer hearing the horn of attack and the loud orders of their commanders. They just squatted, knelt, and even cried bitterly.

While the flank battlefield is fiercely fighting, the frontal battlefield has become a place filled with mystery. The seventeen "hoplites" did not stop, but walked towards the 100,000 infantry regiment step by step. They passed past the infantrymen who were on their knees, and without stopping or killing any of the enemy, they walked quietly forward. More and more of the Amber soldiers who approached the seventeen "hoplites" fell to their knees, and only a few soldiers were not affected by this terrible force, and raised their weapons and rushed towards the seventeen. But these few soldiers were unable to defeat them, to pierce the armor that was shrouded in a faint white light.

The soldiers led by Gadia and Fenrir rushed forward and killed the infantrymen who had fallen to their knees and had shown no resistance. All they had to do was put the sword in their hands around their necks and with a slight slash, they were done with their task, as easily as trampling a beetle that couldn't move. If all of Amsoil's soldiers had become the same, Bradley would have won the battle even if he had only sent 2,000 men!

The troops led by Fenrir and Gadia had been keeping a distance of fifty meters from the seventeen, and they were only responsible for "harvesting" the kneeling ones behind the seventeen, and the few soldiers who could still stand up and raise their swords to resist could not cause trouble, and Amsol's infantry regiment lost nearly a tenth in an instant!

Avi's mouth opened wide, and he saw the rows of infantry stop advancing and fall to their knees as if they had lost all their strength, "How... How can it be... This is... Could this be the power of magic!?" Felisty didn't answer, because even she had never seen or heard of such magical powers, but she was very sure that such a situation was definitely not simple, and it was most likely a mysterious power that she had never touched!

Jieke and several other representatives of the Overseer Council were also stunned, they originally thought that this was an absolutely overwhelming battle, but they didn't expect that Amme's 100,000 army would become useless wastes in front of those seventeen people, and they would be slaughtered by others!

"Jaco, can you explain?" "Sunflower" couldn't look away, but she tugged at Rajeko's sleeve anyway.

"I don't know, maybe it's a miracle. ”

Although De Theon also retreated some distance, he did not flee to the rear barracks as soon as he saw that the momentum was not right, as Taifu did. He straightened his helmet and raised his weapon with one hand, assuming a posture ready to charge. The sight of the rows of infantry in front of him constantly "falling", and the sight of a well-trained and well-equipped army turning into a walking corpse that is inferior to even worms is unacceptable to Dethion, who never admits defeat.

"Let me teach you your sorcery for myself!!" Decion roared and rushed out with his gun, heading straight for the "hoplite" who had killed Poli.

When De Sion rushed to the distance of 30 meters of the infantry, he suddenly felt a sense of despair that came from nowhere, and that feeling of despair was like countless fingers grabbing his neck, making people feel suffocated! The things that once made De Sion feel desperate all came into his mind at the same time, despair, sorrow, sorrow...

Detheon's godless eyes refocused on the "hoplite" after two seconds, and the spear with several spikes pierced the armor of the "hoplite" in an instant, piercing the opponent's heart!