At the gate of the big tent of the Thracian Chinese army, the "Ice Sword Saint" Lepp Heinrich looked at the battle situation ahead and sighed softly.

"The storm is always advancing, but the mountains are trodding in their place. He said, "The outcome of this battle has been predestined for a long time." ”

In the shadows, Alanvina asked, "How so?"

"I remember when I played Elantz, their charge would slow down and it would disperse. But now, even if they rushed into the enemy formation, they could break into pieces, form several small formations to attack from all sides, and then regroup—this ability to gather and scatter at will is much stronger than their ancestors. ”

"And what about the Pitdoutz?"

"It's still the way it was back then, better equipped and stronger than when Owens designed it, and that's it. The Swordmaster sighed, "Perhaps...... The existence of legendary powerhouses is not necessarily a good thing. ”

Without waiting for Alan Vina to answer, he walked straight out of the tent and walked past the soldiers who were guarding the tent, standing at the front of them.

"Draw your sword!" he said lightly.

All the soldiers drew their swords in unison, as if they were copying and pasting.

"Raise your sword. ”

Thousands of swords were raised, and the swords were raised to the eyebrows, which was the etiquette of a swordsman.

Juggernaut also drew his sword and assumed the same pose, calmly staring at the Elantz cavalry rushing towards him.

Of course, the traversers saw him for the first time, and saw the group of soldiers behind him in the same pose as him.

[Traditional Warriors: Alas?!Thracian Sword Guards?!Is this legion now there?]

[Sleepless Night: Impossible! Thracian Sword Guard only appeared after the Battle of the Royal Capital, and it didn't even appear in the Battle of the Royal Capital!]

[I'm in a panic if I don't speak: It's obvious that your information is wrong, and now there are at least a thousand sword guards in front of us. 】

[Sleepless Nights: Thousands of People...... It is not surprising then, perhaps it is only the prototype of this legion. 】

[The Earl is very busy: just take this opportunity to kill them!

[Liu Daoqing: Yes! Kill them, and the Erantz family will be less threatening. 】

[The chef who looks after the house: Liu Daoqing, the ancients said "the water splashed by the daughter who got married", I think this is also suitable for you!]

Next, there was a bunch of all sorts of laughs in the chat channel.

Liu Daoqing's face was red from the stabbing of this sentence, and his beard curled up one after another. He had the intention to prove his bravery on the battlefield, but he had just flown from the Reckless Earth Castle to the vicinity of Erantz Castle on the human cannon, and his weak state was not over, even if he hurried slowly, he would not have time to arrive for a while.

At this moment, the traversers had already taken the lead, rushing in front of the Storm Legion and rushing towards the Ice Blademaster.

Their original plan was to attack them in groups and besiege the Ice Sword Saint. Now that this guy has appeared, of course it's time to execute the plan!

Dozens of traversers swarmed up and rushed towards the Ice Sword Saint. But the Ice Sword Saint was unmoved, instead showing a mocking smile.

When Raisa, the Sky Knight who rushed to the front, saw that he was about to stab him, he finally swung his sword.

The icy wind swept at least thirty or forty meters in front of him in an instant.

The traversers went out one after another, and none of them were able to hold their feet. The few people who rushed to the front simply turned into light in the air and hung back to the castle.

"Damn!

"This guy is too strong!"

"What kind of Heavenly Bow and Shield Mountain are you...... It's not a grade at all!"

The traversers grumbled, screamed in pain, and struggled to get up.

At this moment, Erantz's cavalry had passed by them, and the dexterous horses bypassed the stumbling and unsteady comrades, without slowing down in the slightest.

Caterina rushed to the front of the line, fearless in the face of a terrifying enemy who had just repelled dozens of Inhumans with a single sword.

She raised her sword, ready to use the power of the military charge to slash at the Sword Master.

She knew that the sword would probably not be effective. If there is an effect, most of them will die in battle, and the other party will ...... I'm going to get hurt a little bit, so that's it.

After all, that's the strongest man in the world.

But she was not afraid, on the contrary, she was a little excited.

The breath has been completely held, the heart is beating fast, the blood is rushing to the top of the head, even the scene in front of me is a little blurry, and the body is a little bit like his own, only the battle movements that have been tempered have not been deformed at all.

She couldn't help but think back to the first time she fought, when she was fighting against a group of goblins who dared to come out of the forest. She was carrying twelve imps about her own age, escorted by Uncle Pied, to deal with enemies ten times her size.

Goblins are not a formidable enemy, but even weak monsters are not easy to deal with when they are in groups.

She remembered that her first sword slashed into the air, and the goblin on the opposite side screamed and dodged her attack, only to be attacked by another goblin from the side, stabbing her in the stomach with a short spear. Fortunately, the armor was strong enough to block this shot.

Then she grabbed the barrel of the spear with one hand and rushed forward, slashing the goblin who was reluctant to let go of her weapon with a single sword, the sharp enchanted sword easily splitting its head in two, blood and brains flowing out.

She was stunned, a little dazed in her heart, unable to believe that killing a creature was so simple.

But she didn't stay in a daze for long, as a goblin smashing her head with a stick woke her up.

The sturdy helmet did a good job of blocking the power of the stick, and a one-sided slaughter ensued. They easily routed the group of monsters, killing almost a third of them. The rest fled back into the forest, running so fast that they couldn't catch up.

Afterwards, she and her friends were severely criticized by Uncle Pied, and each of them was pointed out to make several mistakes. She was the most criticized, and Uncle Pied, who was usually mild-mannered, was particularly stern that day.

"You don't even behave as well as a goblin!" he said viciously, "if you were each other's equipment, you would not even have a chance to fight back, and you would be killed at once and turned into their winter jerky!"

She suddenly laughed.

Even an ordinary farmer, as long as he doesn't panic, can easily kill a goblin!)

(From a goblin to the strongest Ice Blademaster in the world, I have indeed grown a lot over the years...... ）

Thinking of this, she suddenly relaxed, her body regained its flexibility, and even the sword that fell was even more full of power.

The sword fell, and the horse charged.

The earth roared.

The storm of Elantz crashed head-on into the strongest man in the world.