"Help me!"

A badly wounded foreman stumbled and landed on Zuihou, his body covered in blood and a deep wound in his chest that could be seen to the bone.

Before anyone could respond, a tomahawk shot out of the building's doorway and slammed into his back, slashing the hapless man down the steps.

Hmph, the two corpses were broken, and the blood was sprinkled out in a radiant manner, making the nearly 1,000 miners around them subconsciously take a step back.

Knock, knock, knock!

The boots made a dull noise as they stepped on the ground, and the ghoul servant stepped out, standing in an arc, guarding his master.

They were all wrapped in heavy equipment, with only one pair of eyes exposed, and they looked iron-blooded.

"Heavy infantry?"

The miners gasped, and even the overseers and miners who were hiding in the shadows and secretly observing were shocked.

These fifteen sets of armor are worth at least fifty or sixty thousand Jindland, how can that kid be so rich?

The miners' knowledge is still too shallow, this is a 'Hundred Warriors' reloaded specially built for the centurion, a set worth 20,000 gold marks, which has to be doubled when converted into Jindland, and it belongs to the standard equipment of the Jutland Empire, you can't buy it if you want to.

Downton walked out calmly, grabbing the hair of a big foreman in his hand, and dragged him out so forcefully.

Jackson followed behind with a crossbow, his glowing greenish eyes, revealing endless cunning and treachery.

The miners were in an uproar and retreated again, even if they were fools, they could see that Jackson was not human anymore.

"Tsk, only twenty-one died!"

Downton seemed to be teasing, but in fact he was putting psychological pressure on the other party, he lifted the mask of his helmet and pulled out a powerful magic power potion. Press the lid open with your thumb and pour it into your mouth.

The faces of the demons are miserable, and their strength, equipment, subordinates, and potions have completely exploded their own side in all aspects, how can this battle be fought?

The seven surviving foremen had already regretted that they had taken the overseer's word and had come to provoke Downton. This is simply a deal to lose his wife's capital, no, I'm afraid I have to pay for my life.

The more than thirty surviving magicians have begun to weigh up, Downton is wearing a heavy armor, he is not injured at all, to kill him, it is conservatively estimated that he will have to die a few more people, this is that they definitely do not want to see him. But if you don't fight, you will lose face in front of these more than 10,000 people.

"Downton, if you want to be arrogant, it's still far away. "A big foreman is not as tough as he was just now, and now he wants to find a staircase to go down.

"Oh. Downton replied faintly and retrieved the tomahawk. Rhetorical question, "I'm just arrogant." What can you do?"

"Damn!" the foreman was furious, but before he could utter an insult, a crossbow bolt suddenly struck, striking him in the mouth and piercing the back of his neck.

The foreman clutched his neck and fell to the ground, making a few noises. I rolled my eyes and died.

"I love the harvest season. Jackson grinned and rewound the crossbow, sinister fellow. Never miss an opportunity to sneak attack.

"You are looking for death!" the magicians were furious, cursing Downton, but no one dared to pounce.

"What are you afraid of? Let's go up together and kill him!" Led by Duoban, there are still a few guys who are not afraid of death, but they are not stupid, and they want everyone to go together, so the advantage will be much greater.

The potion took effect, and the magic energy refilled Downton's soul seed.

"If you want to kill me, then be prepared to pay the price of death!" Downton snorted coldly, leaned forward, exerted force, and released the giant charge.

In the blink of an eye, Downton shot in front of Duoban thirty meters away, and the tomahawk slashed.

Duoban swung his sword to block, but was cut into two pieces by the blade, but fortunately, the soul shield blocked it, otherwise he would definitely die.

Downton slashes a two-stage combo.

Half of the Magi didn't move, and the other half pounced.

The ghoul servants sprinted, and as Jackson activated the swift aura and radiated it, a dark green aura with a radius of half a meter appeared under their feet.

The speed immediately increased, and they rushed towards the enemy like steel chariots, but it was a pity that Downton had not had time to weld steel claws to them, otherwise the lethality would have been greatly increased.

Jackson struck again and shot an unlucky guy in the thigh, but this guy was too afraid of death to enter the battle circle at all.

The magicians were shocked again, they could bless the aura, what kind of thing was it? This strength, if it was fought alone, was enough to blow up anyone present.

"Die!" Duoban activated his talent, his hands turned black and hard as iron, and after slapping away the tomahawk, he grabbed Downton's head.

Downton dodged, and the black hands of the multi-class gripped the armor, rubbing into a screeching noise, leaving five scratches.

Whew, Duoban punched Downton in the head.

Downton threw his fist, blocked Duoban's punch, lifted his right foot, and kicked the ground hard.

Giants trample!

Bang, the ground cracked, and rubble flew around.

Multi-shift unsteady on his feet and loss of balance.

Downton swung his axe and blasted one of his shields with a giant slash to strike the Giant's Seal.

Watching the huge magic energy battle axe cut down, Duoban's eyeballs jumped violently, Downton's martial arts were too powerful, and he could break the shield with one shot, which made him quite jealous, and quickly let the other two shields move up to resist.

Boom, the tomahawk fell, and the dust flew.

The Magians who rushed up were also affected, and the Ghouls' interception prevented them from besieging Downton.

Downton's left fist shot the Giant's Spear, grazing Dorban's face, shattering his cheekbones, tearing the corners of his eyes, and restricting his vision.

Duoban was choked and coughed, at this time he already regretted it to death, it was also a third-order, weishenme Downton was outrageously strong, he seemed to be able to fight back, but in fact, he couldn't even break through the defenses of others, and if he went on like this, he would definitely die.

Downton rushed to attack, and at the same time gave orders to the demon servants to direct the siege.

The threat of dying had already made Duoban unable to take care of it, and he wanted to take advantage of the smoke and dust to escape, but after just a few steps, he felt his body sink.

Duoban looked down. A pair of arms were clutched around his waist.

The demon servant picked up Duoban and smashed him to the ground, and put him down.

"Get out of here!" Duoban was almost scared to pee, Downton was beside him, if he was restrained by himself, what was the difference between that and a lamb to the slaughter?

Duoban's iron fist couldn't reach the demon servants behind him. It could only slam its arm, but even if the ghoul was not wrapped in heavy armor, it could not feel pain.

Another servant pounced, grabbed Duoban's arm directly, and pressed it against him.

Downton lunged forward, and the tomahawk slashed at Duoban's head.

"Don't!"

Duoban's shouting stopped dumbly, a head rolling off and blood spurting out.

"What are these?" the magicians were going to die of depression, and the tin cans were like mad dogs. If you hold someone, you won't let go, if you don't have a weapon, you will definitely be hit hard.

"One, two, three, siege!"

Downton asked those ordinary miscellaneous soldiers to make meat shields and card slots, split the formation of the big foremen, and then commanded three low-level ghouls to besiege and kill the opponent.

Even if Downton doesn't do it. Three low-level demon servants can also easily take out a third-order soul demon, now add him. The guys who are targeted are completely instant kills, and they have no power to fight back.

Downton approached a large foreman, and after shattering his soul shield, he was just about to mend his sword when a crossbow arrow was fired. Pierced into the neck of the Grand Foreman.

Blood spilled on Downton's body and flowed again.

"Master, what do you think of my archery skills?" Jackson showed off, this thing was very afraid of death, and he had no choice but to do so. There will be no hand-to-hand combat at all.

"If you hurt me, I'll peel you off!" Tang Zheng knew that crossbow arrows couldn't shoot through his 'Hundred Warriors' suit, but as a paladin who liked to charge into battle, he hated Jackson's obscene combat style.

"No!" Jackson saw that Downton was in a bad mood and hurriedly walked to the side.

The three low-level ghouls approached a magician in the shape of a 'pin', and under the blessing of the effect of the swift aura, the guy who was targeted couldn't hide at all.

No. 1 is responsible for facing the enemy head-on and attracting attention, No. 2 and No. 3 are surrounded and killed, and the magicians have no way to retreat, because Downton is blocking behind, and the four iron cans just form a 'cross' formation.

The demon can block Downton's slash, and he is already struggling to support, how can he still have the strength to avoid the ghoul, so he was stopped by the demon servant and grabbed him, followed by a strong bang, and smashed to the ground.

Pressed down like three low-level ghoul mad dogs, even a beast of prey would not be easy to break free, and Downton beheaded him without any pressure.

The battle instantly entered the white heat, and in less than five minutes, more than a dozen corpses had been dropped on the ground, leaving the onlookers stunned.

"How is that possible?" Seeing the scene, Director Gong Ram, who was surrounded by a group of overseers, blurted out that Downton's killing speed was too fast, and against these guys, it was like chopping melons and vegetables.

"Didn't you say he was a second-order soul?" a chief overseer scolded, "all blind?"

"Yesterday it was the second order. The overseers whispered, "This guy has risen too fast, and he is well equipped, and his subordinates are so good that the big foremen can beat him before he can meet the undead." ”

"Fart, not to mention his combat intelligence and literacy, just his killing experience can blow up all your shit. Ram's face was gloomy, Downton killed, without a trace of superfluous movements, perfect like a killing textbook, how many people do you have to cut before you can cultivate it?

The three 'iron cans' are also very difficult, the siege tactics are used perfectly, and the most terrifying thing is that 'they' are not afraid of death, let the sharp blade cut on the helmet, and also complete the tactical task.

"A bunch of maniacs!"

Not only the chief workers, but also the onlookers came to the same answer.

Except for the guy in leather armor and crossbow, led by Downton, this group of hoplites was like the most fearless soldiers, like a tide, fearless to the death to attack the enemy.

"Downton, we recognize your status, don't kill again. A big foreman finally couldn't bear the fear and cried out. (To be continued......)

PS: Congratulations to the vegetable head who reads the book for becoming the first leader of the Hero's Creed, we have nothing to repay, we will work harder to code the word and write a wonderful story!