The ladder was erected on the moat, and it was suddenly turned into a simple bridge.

Login was able to cross the moat with his sword-and-sword's speed, and Granty's jumping ability was no problem. But those knights in heavy armor can only rely on this ladder to cross the river before becoming swordsmen, and the strength of the soldiers is average, and naturally it is no exception.

The soldiers climbed down the ladder to the opposite side, carrying shields on their backs, or simply a plank, either of which would have prevented more casualties at this stage.

Occasionally two or three soldiers were shot, the corpses were immediately pushed down, and many more managed to cross the moat and get under the walls.

Meanwhile, Lormine and Grant have crossed the moat. This castle is not a high-end goods like a fortress, and the walls are basically dead spots for bow and arrow shooting, so it can be said that it is much safer - as for rolling wood and stones, it is easier for masters to dodge than bows and arrows.

"Drink!"

Giving full play to her power as a swordsman, she grabbed a ladder that no one had passed through and erected it. This ladder weighs about the same weight as two or three people.

Luo Ming jumped up, and a harrier rolled over and landed in the middle of the ladder. Granty's arm shook a little, but it was clearly within her control, and she lifted the ladder and almost smashed it towards the wall.

After this unexpected leap, Luo Ming immediately ran upward, not using both hands and feet, and in just a few steps, he crossed the top of the ladder. With the power of Granty, he fell towards the city.

When this series of actions was done, the sharpshooter seized the opportunity to shoot an arrow in this direction, and seven or eight more soldiers surrounded him.

"Body and sword in one!"

Luo Ming used the speed of his body and sword together, although it was only for a moment, but it also made the arrow fall into the air, and found a gap in the spears raised by the soldiers.

The sword flashed, and the person had landed. The shafts of both spears were broken.

Then, Luo Ming was angry and shouted loudly. Blood splattered, and a soldier's head was detached.

To be honest, for a longsword that is not a heavy weapon, the decapitation move is not particularly useful. Either you have to cut through the thick layer of flesh and blood and cut off the cervical vertebrae, or you have to painstakingly cut through the cracks in the bones, saying that you are doing something to solve the cow, but in fact you are causing trouble for yourself.

But in this way, the deterrent effect is unprecedented.

Seeing that the head was flying high, and the blood in his neck spurted out several feet, Luo Ming himself was a little moved, and the soldiers on the opposite side were even frightened for a moment, and two of them even ran away.

One of the deserters had not taken a few steps before he was stabbed in the abdomen with a sword, spitting blood from his mouth and collapsing to the ground, causing the other deserter to flee back in a panic.

The killer was a mercenary, and when Luo Ming was negotiating, he was one of the bodyguards next to the three brothers. Losing to Luo Ming in the speed of drawing the sword obviously made him angry.

"Are you defeated?"

Speaking in a tone that was not even contemptuous, Luo Ming dodged again, dodging an arrow and two spears.

With a swing of his sword, he cut down another soldier.

On the ground near him, there were now five bodies lying down.

This attitude, which was more blatant than contempt, made the mercenary roar angrily, roaring the words "together", and rushed forward with his sword.

Of course, he wasn't unprepared to fight to the death with Luo Ming - he replaced his leather armor with chain mail, held a wooden shield covered in iron sheets, and was assisted by soldiers and archers, and it didn't look like he would lose casually anyway.

If Luo Ming knew his thoughts, in normal times, he might be ridiculed for setting up a flag of defeat. But now on the battlefield, almost all of Luo Ming's actions are aimed at defeating and preserving himself.

The ridicule just now was more about scheming and agitating tactics. If you can rely on a few ordinary words to make the opponent lose his mind and affect his judgment, then when necessary, it is not impossible for Luo Ming to throw the cannon all over the ground for the time being.

Although Luo Ming's strength is far superior to Tongji's, he doesn't mind using some tricks instead of attacking head-on.

I saw a pale flame appear on his fingertips, moist as jade, and was thrown downwards and smashed into a pool of blood on the ground.

Not only was it not extinguished by the blood, but it even used the bloodwater as fuel and spread rapidly to the surrounding areas.

Immediately afterward, the corpse also burst into flames—all of which added up to a matter of seconds.

This is also a kind of art of war, or in other words, although the art of war and individual martial arts look different, from a higher level of perspective, there are many similarities.

People in this era are not like the earth, where they can easily see all kinds of computer-processed special effects, and even see scenes such as car accidents, directional explosions, and explosives opening mountains in reality.

Even in the modern era that has been bombed by Hollywood, if a fire suddenly breaks out in front of them, many people's choice is definitely to run away. Even the military and police hesitate.

Luo Ming's Cangyan was put down, and the flesh and blood were used as fuel to rise, which was already shocking enough.

Perhaps the occasional army would have reacted much better, but these people were clearly not among them—the professional soldiers who had been defending the city were naturally not credible to usurpers of power, and were probably expelled or imprisoned, and now they were either mercenaries or forcibly recruited recruits.

Not to mention these unprofessional soldiers, even this mercenary who is quite capable is also shocked.

He probably hadn't seen spells before, but he would have guessed at most how superb Luo Ming's swordsmanship was, how fast his attack speed was, or how high speed he had with strange powers, and he would use this to determine his tactics.

But he would never have imagined that the man in front of him would perform a strange move like magic.

How rigid the mindset is, how shocking it will be when it is broken.

It's just an instantaneous trance, and it's already a rare opportunity for Luo Ming.

He shook his body from side to side, and then he broke free from the chaos of the soldiers, and sprinkled the sparks of the cangyan sparks on their bodies.

For those who are still alive, Cang Yan can't devour their lives and souls at once, but just as a powerful flame, it almost has the effect of napalm.

If you don't quickly throw away the clothes and flesh that are stuck to Mars, you will continue to burn for a long time, at least a small hole will be burned before it is extinguished, and if you are unlucky, you may go deep into the bone marrow.

Sparks can be extinguished by soaking them in water for a second or two, but who can find the bucket in time?