No matter what race the troops, the soldiers at the front of the battle formation must be the strongest, because in the battle between the battle formations, the soldiers who bear the brunt of the battle often have to collide with the other party, and whoever hits whoever has hit the other can seize the opportunity and stab their weapons into the opponent's body first.

The Terran sword and shield soldiers are all strong soldiers, and the centurion of the sword and shield soldiers who rushed to the front is a strong man like an iron tower. I saw him wielding his mace, and with a single impact, he knocked the little bad devil on the opposite side back. Then, the mace followed closely, and a stick was pumped on the head of the little devil, and a piece of black blood was seen spilled, and the little devil twitched a few times and did not move.

"Hahaha, demons are nothing more than that, brothers, kill!" the centurion who made the mace laughed, and regardless of what had become of the little devil he had killed, he rushed straight towards the next enemy, accompanied by two pikemen.

The two forces merged into a large battle formation, and suddenly the front of the camp became a battlefield, and the bed crossbows on the towers were afraid to shoot their own men and no longer shoot, and the archers, magicians, and musketeers were even more ineffective.

Gadar rushed into the battle group with his sword in hand, ignoring the fact that Suramir was calling at him from behind.

"Gadar, what are you doing, don't die!

Gadar ignored him, and in the blink of an eye, he disappeared into the warband. Only Suramir was left staring at him.

"What are you guys still doing in a daze, why don't you hurry up and protect Lord Gadar, and then bring him back to me!" Suramir spat and drove one of his own soldiers into the warband, asking them to protect Suramir.

"Damn, Gadar wants to fight and is crazy!" Stomping his foot hard, Suramir returned to the tower to give orders. Just now, Gadar thought that Suramir was here to command, and he didn't need himself, so he couldn't wait to rush into the battle group, in order to vent his battle that had been suffocated in the past few days.

"Hurry up, let the third squadron also go in, and the second squadron will be the reserve!" Suramir commanded another squadron to join the battle.

In fact, he could not do anything to change such a situation in general, and he could only simply let which troops enter and which troops would come out, and the specific offensive orders should still be exercised by the grassroots commanders themselves. After all, the legion commander can't think about everything, and that can exhaust people to death. At most, the corps commander arranged the general tactics, and the local battles still relied on veterans with rich combat experience.

There are about 30,000 garrisons in the town of Berg, and the defenders of the other five towns are similar to here, with one or two captains in each town serving as the supreme commander, except for the town of Berg, which is at the forefront, so it is commanded by Suramir and Gadadar. Now the demon has been found here, and I don't know what happened elsewhere.

"Forget it, don't care about anything else, there is a demon appearing, this is a big deal, you have to report it quickly. Sulamir sorted out his thoughts, picked up the pen and paper in his pocket, used the wall as a table on the spot, wrote the situation here on a note, and then called the herald: "Herald!"

"Here!" a pro-soldier stepped forward.

"Send this back to the military headquarters with Swift Eagle immediately, quickly!"

"Yes!"

The pro-soldier who acted as a herald came to his heels, took the small note and ran out.

After giving the order to pass on the news, Suramir propped his hands on the wall battlements and gritted his teeth and said: "Damn Gadar, what kind of trouble did you say that a legion commander of your army ran into the war group to make trouble, if there are three longs and two shorts, Annie will not peel me off." Bastard, I know it's no good to follow you......"

In the battle group below, Gadar was showing his might, he was holding a war knife in his hand to "frostfall" to chop melons and vegetables and slash at a small bad demon, and his strong internal force surged. With the internal strength of his silver swordsman, Gadar really slashed the little devil back again and again. Two of the five or six of Sulamir's personal soldiers next to him also had the strength of a great swordsman with a spear, and he shot out with two shots, and opened two holes in the little devil's body, and Gadar saw the opportunity, and went up with a knife, and the little devil was slashed from the shoulder to the waist by this knife, and went directly to the west.

"Hahahaha, happy!" Ghadar laughed, as if he had killed an enemy that was impossible to kill.

"My lord, you better go to a safe place with us, it's too dangerous here, I don't know when and where you can get a knife, why do you have to come here to suffer, go back and drink tea, and watch the brothers settle the battle. A pro-soldier persuaded.

"Fart," Gadar waved his sword, "there are two squadrons here, the number of people is more than 10,000, more than 10,000 people fight 200, if there is any danger, then these 10,000 people are all waste!"

"Uh...... This ...... "Several of Sulamir's own soldiers looked at each other.

At the moment, more than 10,000 people from the two squadrons are here, and there are less than 200 small devils on the demon side. 10,000 people fighting 200, this is a one-sided massacre, if this can make the legion commander die, then they can just find a piece of tofu and kill it.

"No, I can't. "The leading soldiers thought about it for a long time, but they still felt that they couldn't let Gadar stay here. "Lord Gadar, I still can't let you continue to fight, you must leave with us, this is an order ordered by our Legion Commander, and we must carry it out. ”

Gadar patted his forehead speechlessly, this leading pro-soldier is a rectum, and the brain circuit is probably just a thread, and he doesn't know how to work around at all. Ten thousand and two hundred such battles did not allow him to continue to participate...... Damn, this kind of battle is not to say dead, even a piece of oilskin is rubbed and broken, it is unlucky.

"Well, you go on with me, and for the next minute, I'll go back with you as long as I have a single hair on my body, how about it?" Gadar suggested.

His proposal is simply cheating, and he will continue to participate in the battle without being injured for a minute, and a few pro-soldiers will be the losing side no matter how they look at it.

"Damn, if I can lose this kind of bet, then God doesn't want me to win!" It was as if he had seen the battle beckoning to him!

God really doesn't want him to win......

Hmmm-

A dark shadow streaked through.

A red line slowly appeared on Gadar's tough side face, and this red line grew wider and wider, and bright red blood flowed down his face.

The corners of Gadar's mouth twitched, and his head mechanically rose forty-five degrees, staring silently at the sky.

"You're deliberately against me, aren't you......"

(End of chapter)