The Spartans were a natural fighting race, and they quickly adapted to the werewolf's strong vitality and changed their tactics accordingly. Pen ~ fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info stabbed the opponent with the spear in his hand, and at the same time as the spear was collected, the round shield in his left hand fit to meet it, and the wolf cavalry who was stabbed through the city wall was slapped, and then the spear that was retracted in his right hand was stabbed out again to kill the wolf.

The wolf cavalry who were photographed by the Spartan warriors on the city wall should not be underestimated, the werewolves with super balance and motor nerves turned over in the air and landed smoothly, and the penetrating wounds caused by the spears could not kill them for a while and a half, and they tightened the wound with the cloth strips on their bodies, and the scimitar was handed to bite in the mouth, and these wolf cavalry climbed the outer wall of the castle again with their hands and feet.

With the superior number of thousands of people, even the Spartan warriors and Viking pirates with superb combat skills and amazing strength were suppressed by the wolf cavalry and could not raise their heads, and when more and more wolf cavalry climbed to the roof of the castle and appeared in front of Leo and the others from all directions, the balance of the battle situation had slowly tilted.

A wolf cavalry leaped from the rooftop, the wolf's limbs landed steadily on the ram of the wall, and a Spartan warrior who was fighting against a constantly climbing enemy did not notice that there was an enemy behind him.

Before the wolf cavalry could raise the scimitar in his hand, he heard a wind sound behind him, and with a "dang" sound, he was hit by a hard object in the back of his head. The wolf cavalry turned his head viciously, and found a fat human cook holding a frying pan, his eyes widened to look at the wolf cavalry, and then at the pan in his hand, as if he couldn't believe that the wolf cavalry had nothing to do, panic, fear, fear, madness, and other expressions spread across his face.

The wolf cavalry grinned playfully at the human cook, who in his eyes was a fat, fat, walking piece of meat. The human cook's hands on the pan were bruised, and he let out a loud cry, lifting the pan and slapping it at the wolf cavalry again.

When the pan slapped the wolf cavalry in the face without hindrance, slapping its head to the side at a strange angle, the human cook noticed a spear tip peeking through the wolf cavalry's neck, and heard the Spartan warrior yelling, "Be careful!"

Before the human chef could react, the wolf under the wolf cavalry's crotch seemed to sense the death of his blood relative, and his body burst into flames and threw the human chef to the ground. The fat chef could only use the pan in his hand to protect his face, but his body was bitten and scratched by the wolf.

A long sword pierced the ear of the wolf who was desperately biting the fat chef, and the wolf was killed instantly without snorting. Leo withdrew his sword and beckoned to the male servants hiding in the gatehouse, ordering them to drag the brave fat cook in to treat them, while telling them not to come out again and die.

At this time, the walls and roofs were already full of wolf cavalry, and the Spartan warriors could only form a circle to resist the constant attacks of the wolf cavalry, and Larson and Carlsen were also surrounded by wolf cavalry back to back, their bodies were already stained red with blood, and even their neatly combed beards and hair were covered with blood.

At the critical moment, Leo had to hold on to the Arena of the Gods and summon a new legion again. When the summoning wheel stopped for the first time, a statue of a Westerner with a huge bow lit up, and Leo's first reaction was that of an English longbowman. Looking at the roulette wheel that spun again, Leo smiled bitterly, although the English longbowmen were good, but unfortunately the time to appear was too late, if they were summoned at the beginning of the wolf cavalry attack, presumably those wolf cavalry were not so easy to approach the city wall, and now it was the time for the hand-to-hand combat, and then summoned the longbowmen, it was simply to deliver food to the wolf cavalry.

After the summoning roulette stopped again, the statue of the legion lit up made Leo can't help but burst into a foul mouth, the long-range legion that you usually can't want, today is a moment of crisis that is out of the way. The statue of the legion depicts a cavalryman shooting with a bow in his back, and the Arena of the Gods hints at the Mongol light cavalry.

The Mongolian iron cavalry shocked the Eurasian continent with cavalry shooting, and Leo usually couldn't ask for it, but at this juncture, even pumping two legions is long-range, and I really can't use it!

But whether Leo can use it or not, the Arena of the Gods has already given two legions, and Leo must choose one of the two to summon, in desperation, Leo has no choice but to choose the Mongolian light cavalry, at least they still have horses, and it would be good to be able to fly kites to lure away some wolf cavalry.

The Mongol light cavalry did not appear in the castle as Leo had expected, but from the town of Beiyuan, not far away, there was a rumbling sound of hooves, from which two or three hundred horses were galloping.

At this time, outside the castle was the werewolf captain and dozens of his personal guard wolf riders, and the thousand cavalry commander saw a group of human cavalry wearing leather armor rushing out of the town, and waved his hand contemptuously to his own personal guard wolf cavalry, intending to personally lead them to teach those human cavalry a good lesson.

But before the wolves could take a step, they heard a sharp sound in the air, and hundreds of sharp arrows were continuously thrown into the team of the wolf riders like a torrential rain. This wave of arrow rain did not stop until it stopped, and at this time the warring sides on the city wall were stunned, only to see that the place where the werewolf thousand horsemen and its personal guard wolf riders were located had been covered by dense arrows, and the arrows that stood in the forest were only covered with a radius of tens of meters, and the wolf riders within the range of the arrow rain had already been pierced like hedgehogs.

There is a werewolf thousand cavalry commander in it! The wolf clan has only made up eight thousand cavalry commanders with all the strength of the whole clan, all of whom are elites in a thousand, whether it is commanding battles or personal martial arts, they are the best in the clan, and they died so dishonorably under the bow and arrow of human beings.

The wolf cavalry on the city wall saw that his thousand cavalry commanders were shot to death, all of their eyes were red, and the wolf's protruding nose was spewing white gas, and they couldn't care about the castle that was about to be breached, so they rushed to the outside of the castle to rush down, intending to avenge the thousand cavalry commanders and wash away the shame of dying in dishonor.

Seeing the wolf cavalry around him rushing out of the castle one by one, the enemy who was eager to cut himself to death with a knife now rushed away without even looking at himself, Larson touched his head and asked Carlson behind him: "What's the situation? What are those wolf cubs crazy about?"

Magnus grinned and laughed and said, "Hey, who knows, isn't that just right! Otherwise, our brothers might have to feed the wolves today!"