Chapter Seventy-Eight: Old Friends (1)

The dry weather in the northwest is gradually entering summer, and a team is slowly moving forward on the endless plains. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 info

Fluttering pennants and flags with black backgrounds seemed to contain infinite heat in the scorching summer, and thousands of soldiers were marching slowly and happily with their heads held high.

For the military of this army, they are the warriors of Boer, they are the brave men who have defeated the enemy and return triumphantly, they will be greeted with the cheers of the noble adults, and even the handsome young men will win the hearts of many young girls.

The West is in turmoil, it's a chaotic time, but it's also a season of revelry.

The weak tremble under the iron hooves, but the strong drink the wine of victory and taste the delicacy of power; the weak become sins at this moment, and the powerful indulge in the joy of victory to welcome glory.

It was this wonderful opportunity that Boer City seized, and the border nobles of the entire Boer City, they were unwilling, they were angry, and they wanted to change their situation.

Matthew Tokar, the leader of the Boer Army and a confidant of Viscount Wood, was a knightly nobleman who had been a vassal of the House of Wood for generations, and the House of Tokar gradually became a noble baron over the years.

At this moment, Matthew is riding a high-blooded, tall and extraordinary war horse, and he is full of ambition.

For three hundred years, the city of Boer has grown from a barren town to a border town, and the Tokar family has fought under the banner of Wood for three hundred years, although they have the title of nobility, although they enjoy the support of a city, but to the true power of Violet, they are nothing more than humble mud legs, country hillbillies.

They live on the edge of the barren wilderness, they have to face sudden thieves at any time, they have to guard against scurrying monsters, and for three hundred years, the border nobles of Boer City have long sharpened their knives, and the harsh environment has sharpened their weapons, and they are not willing to die alone in this corner.

The royal family, the earl...... A series of steady mountain rules suppressed them, and now, in chaos in the west, the nobles of Boer rejoiced, and they brought out their private troops, and gathered an army of 5,000 men, and they swept away several surrounding towns.

Even now, they have even joined the feast of Viscount Wood's elite soldiers, who want to conquer the surrounding towns, rise in the conquest, and gain glory in the war.

"My lord, these three towns are much richer than the previous two," an adjutant said excitedly to Matthew on his horse.

Matthew looked at the truck behind him that was escorting gold coins, and laughed loudly: "What are gold coins! This is a rare opportunity, our Boer City seizes this opportunity, and then advances eastward, occupying the few iron mines in the east, and then further stabilizing the territory, in a few years, how many gold coins will be needed......

......

Just when this group of troops, with the hope of victory and the hope of return, walked near a hill less than thirty miles northeast of Bol, the Four Spirit Legions, which had already been ambushed nearby, suddenly attacked.

"Kill!"

Shouts of killing sounded, and the figures of the orcs soon appeared around the victorious Boer army.

"Enemy attack! Enemy attack! Raise your shield in the front row, adjust in the back row, and prepare for battle!"

Faced with the sudden appearance of the orcs, after a brief moment of consternation, Matthew quickly gave the order.

The infantry standing in the first row raised their shields covered with fine iron, and the soldiers behind them drew their weapons one after another, ready to charge and counterattack at any time.

"Bombardment! Ready!"

Although Matthew had reacted quickly, the orcs were unreasonable, and as the roar sounded, rows of orc gunners armed with swarthy cannon cannons frantically bombarded the human legion.

"Djinn Brigade, queue up!

Dressed in battle armor, Cordir calmly commanded, and as his order was given, a group of troops wearing carefully crafted light armor and holding a dark green one-man tall giant shield presented a V-shape, slowly pressing towards the human soldiers.

This is the ironclad brigade in the Four Spirits Legion, the troops belong to the shield soldiers, and they are uniformly equipped with the only rune armament [Ghost Turtle Shell], this primary rune armament, good quality and low price, and the function is also very simple, it is just one word, hard.

The sword can't be slashed, the magic can't be exploded, and the most important thing is that the only special effect is that it can bless the weight of the equipment player, like a giant tortoise, firmly nailed to the ground.

"Tiger Brigade, press on!"

When the giant shield was facing the crossbow arrows of the human counterattack, a group of orc soldiers in the rear, each armed with a weapon like an earthy machete, directly followed the turtle shell brigade in front.

This is the Tiger Brigade of the Four Spirit Army, the only rune armed [Broken Tiger Tooth], a heavy machete with an earthy yellow color, the effect is also simple and rude, breaking the defense and has a 35% chance to trigger a [Tiger Roar], that is, after cutting a knife, there is a certain chance to send out a burst of skill damage like a cracking wave.

"Fire Bear Brigade, fire suppression cover!"

After the two brigades rushed forward, the artillery fire in the rear did not stop, covering hand-to-hand combat on the one hand, and suppressing the enemy to create superiority on the other.

"Bol's own soldiers! Counterattack! Round shield formation, the fluctuation frequency of the magic sword is three breaths once, ten times in a row!"

Matthew saw that more than 5,000 Boer private soldiers were turned around by heavy artillery fire, and he couldn't help but curse a waste, and then he could only hope that Wood's elite soldiers could fight back.

And Wood's elite is worthy of being elite, under the fierce artillery fire, they used a round shield like an enchanted weapon to rely on each other to form a formation, firmly resisted, and even with Matthew's order, pulled out a big sword with a special process, and kept slashing out long-range attacks like fighting spirits, but unfortunately in front of the turtle shell, their attacks could only stir up circles of green rune ripples.

"Kill!"

When the Tiger warriors behind them rushed into the human camp, the fiercest hand-to-hand combat began.

What made the human warriors pale was that this group of orc warriors, as soon as the machete went down, their carefully crafted weapons were smoothly cut in two, and even some orcs slashed out, the blade flashed, and a wave of fighting qi like a tiger roaring cut out, directly splitting the person in half.

The real resistance to these Tiger warriors was only 1,000 of Wood's elite soldiers, and their strange greatswords and [Broken Tiger Teeth] were almost inextricably linked.

"Bronze Demon Battle Kaijia Squad!

One move to repel a tiger orc warrior, Matthew shouted, at the back of the queue, a team of about 50 strange warriors, they almost instantly changed into armor similar to the armor in the battle of Maple Leaf Fortress, and an aura similar to that of the silver powerhouse instantly diffused.