More than a dozen eager eyes gathered from all over the large array to the place where the military flag was set high.

Under the banner, the commander of the regiment, Marquis Vasiliste Perry, sat firmly on a tall horse, and the whole army could see him.

Vasilist put his hand into a leather pouch on his waist and stirred it lightly, and there was a crisp sound of metal pieces colliding in the leather pouch.

As his hand pulled out of the bag, a thin piece of copper between his fingers, he glanced at it, nodded in satisfaction, and whispered the words on it: "Calvin Terry."

In his leather bag, there is a list of all the warriors in the legion who have reached the realm of fighters and above, as long as they are warriors, no one will let go of the most famous opportunity in the army in the brave duel before the battle, so it is most fair to use this random selection method.

"Captain Calvin Terry is here!" shouted the loud-voiced herald behind Vasilist.

The whole army applauded in an uproar, and thunder rolled across the field.

Amid the tide of cheers, a sturdy warrior in his thirties stepped out of the crowd, raising his sword and shield in his hand as he walked in response to the cheers of his comrades.

"Look, this time it's Captain Calvin, one of the three martial artists of our legion who has reached the realm of Doushi, and this time we won. Gurley chattered excitedly.

Calvin walked ten steps away from the fangs and stopped, and shouted: "I am Baron Calvin Terry, the captain of the three brigades of the Second Guerrilla Wing, and the sword in my hand has killed one hundred and eighty-six brute dogs, and today, it can drink the blood of ugly dogs, and it is happy!"

In the laughter of the enemy, the fangs jumped like thunder, and he roared, and a wave of earthy yellow light lit up behind him, and in the light wave, there seemed to be some image of a beast rushing wildly.

The light wave lasted only for a moment, and then all of it sank into Changfang's body, and his body suddenly underwent a visual change.

The well-developed muscles swelled further like balloons, and the thick and stiff hairs were like grass growing wildly in a fast shot, quickly burrowing out along his spine and growing into a slip on his back.

On his chest, some strange black lines quietly emerged, vaguely forming a pattern of a pig-like animal, like a mysterious totem.

"Totem possession, he is really a totem warrior!" Gurley desperately tiptoed, stretched his neck, and shouted like a live commentator.

The momentum of the tusks after the totem possession soared, and in the cheers of the barbarian warriors, they waved the wolf tooth stick and slammed it into Calvin's head and face.

Calvin didn't show weakness, his body lit up with a layer of blue-white light, and the long knife in his hand actually shot out a knife more than a meter long, slightly swallowing, full of dangerous aura.

"The expulsion of fighting spirit is the characteristic of the realm of fighting masters. Wow, this knife of Captain Calvin is actually a fighter who can infuse fighting energy, it is really a good baby. Gerley's eyes lit up.

"Boom!" Tooth and Calvin slammed into each other like Mars hitting the earth, the sound of the impact of weapons, the roar of the fighter, the knives of the two sides, and the battle was inextricable for a while.

Whenever the warriors on the side gained the upper hand, there was a tsunami-like cheer and cheer.

After ten breaths, the mutation is abrupt.

With a roar, another wave of light flashed behind Long Fang, and another totemic pattern quietly appeared on his chest.

"Double ...... Twin Totem Warriors!" Gurley stammered a little.

The Golden Griffin Legion exclaimed.

Under the military flag, Vasilist's face also changed.

The evenly matched situation changed in an instant.

"Bah!" Calvin's shield was smashed in half and flew out of the distance, his shield-holding left arm twisted into a strange position, apparently broken.

Before everyone could exclaim, the fanged rod had already swept heavily on Calvin's head.

"Bang!" Calvin's head was like a smashed watermelon, turning into a splatters of blood, flesh, and broken bones, and the helmet that flew out in the distance was completely flattened.

Calvin fell to the ground with a bang, and the layer of fighting qi emitted from his body turned into a burst of chaotic light and dissipated.

Fangs didn't give up, and he went crazy and smashed Calvin's headless corpse with his huge stick until it smashed into a pile of flesh that didn't look like a human shape, much to the cheers of the Southern Barbarians.

The Golden Griffin Legion was a dead silence.

"Who else? who else is coming to die!" shouted with a vented fang, pointing at the Golden Griffin's Legion with a wolftooth stick that was dripping blood and covered with minced meat.

He ...... He even had to call the second formation. Gurley swallowed loudly.

"Legion Commander, let me go!"

"Let me go and avenge Calvin. ”

"I'll go!"

......

Several warriors who were closer to Vasilist loudly begged for his life.

Vasiliste hesitated, but still stretched his hand to the side pocket, it was still fairest in this way, whoever will make a name for himself or die in vain, let the Lord God decide.

But his hand was stopped.

Golden, who had stepped forward at some point, gently grabbed his hand, smiled, but said in an unquestioning tone, "Let Francis go." ”

"Yes!, Your Highness. Without waiting for Vasilist's nod, the blonde knight had already kicked his horse in the belly and rode away to the front of the formation.

Coming to the front of the formation, Phosis jumped directly from the galloping horse, and landed lightly in front of the fangs about ten paces, as if the thick plate armor on his body was completely weightless.

"Who are you, and what kind of captain are you?" asked the fanged urn, still possessed by two totems.

"I am Knight Francis, the captain of the guard directly under His Royal Highness the Fourth Prince, I only joined the glorious kingdom army not long ago, and this is my first time on the battlefield. Francis said calmly.

"Hahaha! It's the first time I've gone into battle! It turned out to be a pampered aristocratic young master, and an embroidered pillow! Are you so scared that you're going to pee your pants now?" Tooth shook his head and laughed loudly, and the city behind him burst into laughter.

"That's not true, after all, when I was training in the big arena of the Wangduxue Siege City, I once participated in two hundred and fifty life and death gladiatorial battles, and six hundred and thirty-eight people were swords. By the way, five hundred and sixteen of them are you barbarians, and many of them are totemic warriors like you. It is said that when you hear my name, these totem warriors will not only pee their pants, but also pull them directly into their pants. I suggest you check your kundang now to see if it's all wet. Francis's tone was still calm, but there was a hint of amusement in his grim eyes.

The Golden Griffin Legion resounded with cheers.

In the Central Military Division, Prince Golden grinned, as if he remembered something, and his eyes were full of smiles.

Fangs thundered and yelled at Francis, eager to swallow him alive.

Francis erupted with red light around him, several times stronger than Calvin's previous fighting light, and he swung his knife three times in the air against the rushing fangs, sweeping, slashing, and slashing diagonally, the action was like a flowing cloud.

What made Gao Ge's eyes almost burst out of his sockets was that with these three air slashes, three red blades flew towards the fangs like lightning.

"Fighting spirit hurts people when you leave your body, this is the realm of a great fighter!" Gurley exclaimed excitedly.

Long Fang roared again and again, brandishing a big stick to block left and right, and defeated the fighting qi knives one by one, but he was a little hurried for a while.

After swinging three swords, Francis kicked his legs, turning into a golden afterimage, followed by three lashes of swords that shot at the fangs.

The two sides staggered, back to back, a few steps apart, strangely motionless.

The camps on both sides were also deadly silent.

"Click!"

With a soft thud, the fang's massive head snapped off its stout neck in unison and fell heavily to the ground.

"Poof!"

A cavity of hot blood rushed up several meters high like a fountain.

On the fangy body, the out-of-phase caused by the totem possession receded like a tide, and the headless body shrank quietly like a leaky balloon, and the mane on its back quickly retracted into its body.

Immediately after, two different waves of light quietly emerged from his corpse, and one of them could be vaguely seen to be struggling desperately.

After three breaths, both light waves turned into bits of light and dissipated into the air.

The barbarian warriors watching the battle at the head of the city let out a sigh of regret.

Gao Ge had the feeling that the barbarians did not seem to be lamenting because of the death of the fangs, because the barbarians believed that the souls who died heroically had just gone to a better place, which was the paradise of their ancestral spirits, a land of eternal life surrounded by rainbows.

Therefore, there is nothing to regret about fighting and dying, but rather something glorious and worth celebrating.

So what are they sighing about?

The Golden Griffin Legion, on the other hand, erupted in cheers like a volcanic eruption.

"Francis, true warrior!"

"Remarkable, Francis. ”

"Hats off, Knight Francis!"

......

In the midst of the jubilation, Francis slowly put his blood-stained sword back into its sheath and looked up at the Chinese army, where his prestige would begin to spread from now on.

In the middle of the army, Prince Golden nodded with satisfaction to the blonde knight in the distance.

The drumbeat of the "Trap Drum", which represents the attack, sounded in time and quickly, the trumpet of the charge was blown, and the whole army began to attack!

"There must always be reserves!"

This is the strategy of using troops that has been repeatedly emphasized in the army's drills, so the first wave of siege was carried out by more than 1,000 guerrillas on the first and second straggler lines, and the third straggler line where Gao Ge was located and the fourth skirmish line behind him were only 50 steps up to maintain vigilance.

The long ladders made of large bamboos had been prepared by the friendly troops the previous evening, and the soldiers used their shields to block the locust-like feathered arrows, and with their hands and feet, they quickly followed the ladder ants up.

Motivated by high morale, the attack began like a tidal wave, but the tide was like hitting the rocks on the shore, and it was quickly shattered and retreated.

The warriors who climbed the top of the city fell like fallen leaves, and the long ladder was stretched out by the head of the city, and the long bamboo poles with branches at the top were lifted off the city wall one by one, and slowly fell down together with the soldiers on the ladder.

The arrows of the barbarians are too dense.

The special terrain of Weishan City has formed a unique geographical advantage, not only the barbarians on the head of the city can release arrows to the city, but also the buildings in the city that are higher than one floor can find a good position to release arrows to the city.

From high to low, from top to bottom, arrows rained down.

The barbarian's bow is not a strong bow, but a single bow made of whole bamboo, compared with the compound bow of the Central Plains army, its advantage is that the structure is simple, it is not easy to be damp and fail in the humid jungle, and the disadvantage is that the effective range is really limited, only one hundred and fifty steps, which is fifty steps less than the compound bow.

But in the dense forest, what's the use of shooting far, there are trees everywhere, and the bamboo bow is completely enough.

But in such a battle for the city, the barbarians' bows were still obviously at a disadvantage, but their arrows were too powerful.

Their arrows are poisonous!

Because the bow is weak, and the arrows are mostly made of bone and stone, it is difficult to penetrate the thick leather armor soaked in tung oil, let alone the plate armor forged from metal, even if it hits directly.

However, if she is hit by an arrow from a barbarian on her limbs or face, or even just a bruise, she will be poisoned immediately.

Gao Ge saw that many of the wounded who were urgently dragged back to the battle were purple-faced, drowning desperately for air, and their limbs were twitching, obviously poisoned.

The siege was blocked, and after a quarter of an hour of struggling under the rain of arrows, the morale of the attackers finally fell to the bottom.

The clarion call for retreat sounded again and again, and the most difficult thing was the siege battle, which was very normal to repeat a few rounds, and it was impossible to smash it all at once.

At this moment, the gates of the city burst open, and the brutes rushed out like a tidal wave, rushing towards the enemy, who could no longer hold on, and began to slowly retreat.