It should be the same day as usual, the same sky, the same cold winds, and the same rivers of blood. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info Throughout the morning, the Kress as the attacking side organized three waves of offensives, and the defending side also drove the Kress down after investing a certain amount of troops.

It may be that for ordinary soldiers, many people have died today, but for the rulers at the top, the war is still a stalemate, and it has been such a stalemate for nearly two months, as if it can be stalemate for longer.

Until one moment in the afternoon, a golden-red spear flew out of the distant tent. The speed of the spear is not fast, so that many powerful professionals can see it clearly, it seems to be an ordinary spear, but almost all the strong people can feel the terrifying power contained in it, as if it is about to erupt before the volcano.

Nuke's face changed the moment he saw it, he held his own dark longbow very quickly, drew the arrow as fast as he could, bent the bow to the full moon, and shot an arrow, he didn't stop, almost at the same time shot the second arrow, the third arrow.

This bow was recast by him after he advanced, incorporating several special materials from the beginning, although there is no special effect, but the bow power is extremely strong, even if he has his current strength, he can only shoot three arrows without interruption, and these three arrows, Nuke is confident, even if it is a second-order shield guard, he can penetrate it.

The practice of a professional pays attention to the foundation, and the more solid the foundation, the further he can go.

Nuok had been in the First Order for too long, and even he didn't know how thick his roots were. After climbing the second order as a dual professional, his career level was only the eleventh level of the second order, but his strength reached the peak of the second order almost in that instant.

Maybe everyone will laugh at the double class as a fool, but there are still people who are willing to choose!

The three arrows intercepted the golden-red spear in almost no particular order, and perhaps on the entire battlefield, only with Nuok's attainments in the marksmanship and hawkeye skills could be so accurate. Angle-wise, they both collide on one side of the spear, not as if they were trying to intercept him, but merely trying to change his direction.

Between breaths, the arrow had already hit the spear. However, there was no deflection, no collision, and the three arrows cast in fine iron, at the moment of approaching, melted, as if a candle was directly turned into a puddle of molten iron at a high temperature, and fell to the ground drop by drop, directly onto the faces of several warriors, and on the weapons.

Then, in the miserable howl, the warrior melted like a lit candle......

There was no reaction, the spear was still flying of itself, and for a short moment, or for a long time in the perception of many strong people, the spear approached Erlant's gate little by little.

It was an iron-shirted wooden gate that had to be opened by ten strong men pushing the wheel, not to mention that the back of the gate had been filled with stones and sandbags.

It's close, it's really close.

The golden-red spear began to change, and the magma flames that were as solid as glass instantly expanded and became huge, and in the blink of an eye, a majestic flame dragon appeared in front of everyone.

High-spirited~

The flame dragon roared, and the fangs of the huge dragon's mouth were visible, like bats, but the fiery red wings that were a hundred times larger were instigated, and the entire dragon crashed into Erlante's gate.

Bang!

There was an indescribable loud sound, accompanied by the whole wall tilting and shaking, and those who approached the city gate were burned by unimaginable heat almost instantly, turning into a mass of torches, and most of them were bleeding from their ears and noses, and fell to the ground wailing.

At the same time, the battlefield was as quiet as a closed small black room, everyone stared blankly at everything in front of them, and couldn't help but tremble, whether you are a slave or a nobleman, a soldier or a second-order powerhouse, fear envelops the hearts of all of them, it is far beyond the horror of human beings, and it is irresistible and terrible.

That's the blow of the transcendent profession.

This is the guardian of Kress, King Waid, known as the "Fire Dragon Reborn"!

The eerie silence of the battlefield was not broken until King Wayd appeared with his chariot, the gilt chariot was inlaid with various gems, driven by two pure white winged wildebeests, and around the chariot were fixed various skulls, made of the head of a strong man who had died at the hands of King Wayd, and at one end of the chariot, a delicate war drum was hung.

The Jewel Chariot, which is the chariot of King Wayd.

It carried him through countless battles, witnessed his growth, and along with his strength, it became more and more known to others. I don't know when, when he harnessed it, it seemed to represent victory.

On top of the chariot, King Wayd was dressed in golden armor, his burly body stood upright, he did not wear a helmet, so the characteristic braids of the Cresses fluttered to the waist, like a god of war patrolling the world. Wherever the chariot passed, the warriors of Kress naturally split into two sides, staring feverishly at their leader, as if they were willing to die for him.

King Wayd waved his arms abruptly, and his large, rough and powerful hands slapped directly on the war drums.

Bang! Bang!

All at once, there was no high-spiritedness, no prioritization, only one knock after another, however, with the sound of drums, almost all the warriors held their weapons high and struck the ground, 'boom, boom, boom' was very chaotic at first, but gradually under the guidance of the drums, the sound of weapons clashing began to become neat, until only this one sound echoed between heaven and earth.

"Boom, boom, boom!"

With loud bangs, the morale of the Kress warriors grew higher and higher, while Errant's defenders began to waver, their eyes began to shake, and their confidence gradually began to move away from them.

The chariot moved forward little by little, until it came to a halt at the forefront of the battlefield, where it was closest to the main gate of Errant, and King Waid held a large hand, and the golden spear automatically crossed the gate in an arc and fell into his palm.

The strengths and weaknesses of the Vajra spear-wielding samurai are the weapons in their hands, and they increase their combat power by breeding spears with special secret methods, but if they lose them, then their combat power is more than half gone.

This is also the reason why Kachi, who is a second-order powerhouse, led the team to chase and kill, but was still frantically suppressed by Nuke, and before the battle, the old man kicked his weapon away.

But in terms of the third-order transcendent class, the golden spear had already left their hearts and minds inside, and it was already possible to summon them from a short distance.

With the golden spear in hand, King Wayd looked back at his warriors, and his loud voice echoed throughout the battlefield: "Warriors of Kress, this red wall is stained with the blood of our compatriots, and five thousand brave warriors have fallen on it, and this red wall has also blocked us for nearly two months. But what are we?"

"We are Cress, the race that is bound to win, how can we be stopped by a wall. Now, I'm going to take you to break through it, ruin it, and make the so-called bloody city tremble under Kress's spear. ”

"Warriors, after the city is broken, slaughter the city for three days, follow me...... Kill!"

A few words almost made the eyes of all the warriors glow with bloodthirst, and when King Waid had finished speaking, he charged forward with the battlefield in the direction of the open gate, and then the young Field followed, but under the shadow of King Wayd's peerless brilliance, he seemed so inconspicuous.

............

Time was pushed forward slightly, and on the red wall, inside a tower, several people sat quietly.

Seoul Soros, the ruler of Erlant, the chief officer, Audi Kame, the chief military officer, the chief military officer, Harry Doros, the chief administrative officer, and the chief financial officer, Renard, plus the commander of the Knights, Hagus, the commander of the Marksmans, Jimmy, the commander of the Guardian Corps, the Duma, and the commander of the elite 'Death Walk' squad, William Soros.

With the exception of Nuk Gintim, the real barbarian leader on the battlefield, the top group of people in the entire Ellant gathered here, each representing a large family and power, whose influence could even radiate beyond the kingdom of Soros.

Seoul Soros is a middle-aged man with a majestic face, who is also wearing armor all over his body at this time, and a sword decorated with gold threads and precious stones on his waist. His face was a little pale, but still calm, as he felt the cheers of the landslide outside, while the others were much more ugly.

Since the beginning of the war, this inconspicuous but overlooking tower has been cleared, and although Seoul does not appear on the battlefield too much, it is all in the tower for food and shelter, and most of the daily deliberations are in this tower, and all orders are basically transmitted from here.

It can be said that the entire form of the battlefield is also under his control.

On the battlefield, the uniform roar became louder and louder, as if a shadow covering the sky hung over the heads of everyone present, these were well-informed people, they may have already received the news of the absence of the guardian of Erlant, and naturally looked a little low.

Even if the gates were opened, they were confident that they would take it back, but who would resist King Navaid? Even the brave Nuk did not feel that he could compete with the extraordinary professional.

"Harry, my Chief Administrative Officer, Harry Doros, my friend, come here. Seoul was the first to break the silence.

Harry was a fat man, a very fat man, almost equal in height and width, and his face was hidden by thick fat, revealing only a small eye and a large mouth curved like a moon. 'Smiling Tiger' is his nickname because he is always smiling.

But if you really take his smile for kindness, then you will be swallowed by him without even a bone.

Although his body was heavy, he came to Seoul with brisk steps, bent down slightly, and still had a grin on his face, but in this situation, it seemed a little out of place.

"My friend, I remember we met when we were very young, when you were a thin man, as the concubine of the Doros family, but every day you thought about marrying the eldest lady of the Lannisters, and I, besides hunting, liked to run to brothels. ”

"As two inconsequential people in Errant, we became best friends, but when I said I was going to be the master of Erlant, you supported me without hesitation. ”

"Do you remember that assassination? You helped me block a knife, in the stomach, a cut in the old man's mouth, you are not a professional, you have no hard work, you have been in a coma in bed for three days, I have been guarding for three days, sad for three days. Do you remember how happy I was when I saw you wake up?"

"It's been so long, I've beaten the other competitors and become the king of Errant, and you, the Doros family, have also become one of the top nobles of Soros with my support, monopolizing the trade of the entire south, if at this time, you are willing to marry the Lannisters, I think they will definitely be happy. ”

Everyone's faces flashed with a worried look, and Seoul at this time was like an old man on his deathbed, recalling everything in the past little by little, and that heroic martial arts was time.

However, without waiting for them to stop him, the next moment, Seoul suddenly stood up, his face was so hideous, and his voice was even more cold and hysterical:

"But why? Why did you betray me?"