When Ain arrived at the camp, he found that the troops were withdrawing towards the side hill, and a leading old soldier was waving his powerful arms and loudly guiding the direction in which the army should retreat. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Wood!" Ain called the veteran's name.

"Where's the date, boy?" said Wood's playful words with a fierce expression that really made Ain cry and laugh.

"What's the situation?"

"The enemy is coming, and looking at this momentum, it seems that it is a vanguard guerrilla force. ”

Ain followed Wood's line of sight and found that in front of the gunsmoke, in the flickering shadows of swords and swords, it was vaguely recognizable enemy troops in animal skins. They were gradually retreating, and their allies in silver armor were retreating.

"Barbarians, don't they have to sleep at night?" Ain frowned, pulling out one of the four swords at his waist. "I'll go ahead and block for a while, and you go and assist the leader to reorganize our army's formation on the hill. After saying that, Ain also ignored the opinions of the veterans and rushed to the front.

"What a guy who talks to himself......" Wood sighed helplessly and ran towards the hill.

There was a rain of fire in the sky, and countless fiery arrows fell from the sky, and Ain couldn't help but wonder if it was Wood's judgment that had gone wrong. Where is the number of troops, I'm afraid it's the enemy's division. The barbarian army, led by the overlord Iancrossus, paid great attention to the overall mobility of the army, and given that the barbarian emperor was not very good at spreading his forces, it was also very likely that he would encounter the main force directly. As Ain pondered, he beheaded many of the enemy's soldiers. However, when slaughtering these enemy troops, it is rare to hear their dying screams.

The barbarians were a group of warriors who swore to the death and painted their dark skin with colored clay tattoos that seemed to symbolize some kind of sacrificial totem. There was murder in their eyes, they were barbarians living in the barren great plains and steep wilderness, perhaps that murderous aura was their primitive wildness. They are bloodthirsty, killing is their instinct, and in the world of beasts, the winner is king, and the law of the jungle is the strongest. Many barbarian soldiers wore wolf-headed helmets, as if they were hungry wolves in the forest, and pounced on their prey.

However, on this battlefield, there are tigers more terrifying than hungry wolves, and they may become the existence of male lions in the future. Ain wielded the silver sword in his hand, unleashing nimble footwork under his feet. No barbarian soldier could catch him, or when he did, he was already a ghost under Ain's sword.

Ain searched for allies on the front line on the battlefield, and every time he rescued a friendly soldier from the enemy's sword, he saw not gratitude in their eyes, but awe. "Run, go and merge with the large army behind!" The rescued man fled the scene with a frightened expression, while Ain continued a sword dance to push forward. Running into the limit of the archers' range, Ain no longer had to be distracted to dodge the rain of arrows during the battle, and his offensive was a little more aggressive.

Soon, he found an eye-catching figure in the chaotic crowd, it was a girl who looked like a maid squatting in the corner holding her head and sobbing.

"Rena!" Ain slashed down one of the brutes who stood in his way, and quickened his pace to run towards the little cook in the barracks. Rena heard the familiar voice and jumped up happily, but when she saw Ain, she froze in place with a frozen expression.

Ain's entire face was stained red with the blood of the enemy, and Ain's bloodied body was like a rakshasa ghost, and his eyes were bloodshot. Ain clearly saw that Rena's calves couldn't help but tremble, and a touch of helplessness flowed in her heart, such a girl is really not suitable for this battlefield. Suddenly, several barbarian soldiers spotted Rena in the corner, shouting a bunch of barbarian languages that they didn't understand, and rushed in the direction of the girl.

"Rena, run!" the girl didn't seem to hear Ain's call, all she could do was tremble in place!

"Damn!" Ain spouted, stopped, sheathed his sword, and began to chant at a rapid pace. A magic array appeared at his feet, and the magic visible to the naked eye emanated from each sword on Ain's body. Each sword snapped, shimmering and seemed to resonate.

The old chant came to an abrupt end, and Ain finished the chant.

"Summoning the sword!"

An emerald sword appeared out of thin air in Ain's hand, with a strange shape, like a patchwork of broken leaves. The sword body seemed to be sucking the air around it, and a whirlwind swam around the sword body.

Ain swung his sword into the air, and a wind blade tore through the air, dragging a long sword mark on the ground and rushing towards the barbarians approaching Rena.

"Shhh One after another sword winds came, and in the blink of an eye, the barbarians who approached the girl were all killed in seconds.

Taking advantage of this gap, Ain ran to Rena's side and protected her with his body in front of her. The strange sword in Ain's hand was gone, and he pulled out the weapon he had used to fight again.

Rena looked at Ain's back, this was still the familiar warrior, the gentle man who would scream unpalatable while eating all the food she cooked. Her legs stopped shaking, and she regretted the look she had just shown. Facing a man who fights desperately and fights bloodily to protect you, but you are so afraid of him, this must hurt him a lot.

"Is there anyone up ahead?"

Ain swung his sword at the enemy, turning his head to ask Rena, who was behind.

Rena's eyes became firm, and she shook her head, saying, "No, I'm the last one." ”

"Hehe, I said you had short legs!"

Rena smiled, what an incredible guy to joke about on such an occasion. Perhaps, he said this on purpose to cheer himself up?

"You run first, the big army should be on the hill behind. ”

"Aren't you going along?"

"Take you away, I'm afraid it will be difficult to protect you, I'll stay here to delay time, you take advantage of this time to run desperately to your own people, you know?"

"But...... But ......" Tears rolled in Rena's eyes, she didn't want to go alone, she actually had feelings for Ain in front of her that surpassed her companions, if she escaped alone now, she was afraid that there would be one less important judge to motivate her cooking skills in the future, but if Ain was asked to tell the truth, this girl's cooking skills should be difficult to improve. She didn't want to be the last time she saw Ain, although she had a thousand words to say, but at this time she couldn't say anything because of her excitement, so that the last thing she said was this, "But I have short legs!"

Ain almost fainted, "I was joking...... No matter how short the legs are, it should be enough to run that distance, so don't worry. ”

"But ......"

Killing another barbarian soldier, watching more and more enemy troops gather around him, Ain's heart swelled with a little impatience, and he shouted to the girl, "Tomorrow night!"

"Huh?"

"I'm going to have bacon pie tomorrow night!" Ain said in surprise, "I've wanted to eat that for a long time." Last time you were completely baked, and last time the flour was mixed with too little water, making the cake hard as a stone, and tomorrow I must eat something that is at least ingestible. ”

Hearing Ain's complaint, Rena cheered up, "No need for tomorrow, I'll go back to prepare the materials immediately, you must come back alive and let you eat as much as you want!"

Ain smiled ruefully and said, "Come back alive, please don't give me any more death dishes!"

"I'm going to make you jaw-dropping!"

"Are you jaw-dropping......?"

Talking to himself, Ain couldn't help but have an ominous premonition about Rena's work, and he scanned the surroundings and found a weak gap, "I'm going to run, hold on to me!"

Ain grabbed Rena's hand and chanted the incantation as she ran.

About 12 knots long, and when the chant was finished, Ain put away his sword again and shouted at the same time,

"Summoning the sword!"

An antique heavy sword appeared in Ain's hand, the sword was engraved with dragon patterns, and the hilt could be held with both hands, making it a weapon with a sense of weight. This time, Ain plunged his sword directly into the ground, and after a second of silence, a seismic wave spread out along the ground, and the ground began to crack, and as the vibration increased, part of the surface protruded, and the plane suddenly became an irregular geometric shape. Except for the two people standing in the center of the circle, everyone else was knocked to the ground by this sudden shock wave.

"Let's go!"

Ain let go of Rena's hand, and Reyna reluctantly glanced at Ain and ran desperately away from her friend's position.

"Next...... Ain glanced at the wolves who were slowly rising from the ground with a fierce light, "I don't know how many more souls will be born." ”