"What?" Ryan was taken aback, "No...... I'm a monster hunter and I don't get involved in wars between nations. Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info"

"Don't be stupid, you're a person first, and then your profession. If you can watch those robbers wipe us out today and then catch up with the refugees behind us to rob and even slaughter, then you are not even human, an inhuman monster hunter!" The strong officer roared, and immediately pulled a sword from the side and stuffed it into Rod's hand: "We will set up a barricade at the next intersection to stop the pursuers, you two must stay with us, if you are worried about your future career, then cover your face! And the young man over there with a bad leg, don't hide in the women's pile!"

......

In a narrow part of the road, where trees were on both sides, the patchwork force, which had suddenly been upgraded to the rear army, overturned a carriage with its wheels failing and could not keep up its speed, and erected a roadblock with a large pile of debris. A makeshift barricade that is so low that it's hard for people to hide.

Another group of refugees shouted and ran past them, and in this extremely vulnerable situation, they could still see the troops stop to protect the civilians, and they looked at them with shock and something more.

"How far behind you are the pursuers?"

"Right behind!" said a woman, pulling the child by the head and running away without looking back.

"All the boys, if we lose, none of us will survive today!

They didn't wait long.

There was a dull roar on the ground beneath their feet, and the rumbling rattle shook the legs of many of the recruits, all of their weapons unsheathed, and all eyes fixed in the direction from which the sound came.

A moment later, a magnificent red and gold banner poked out of the hill, followed by a large group of cavalry in bright red cloaks that spread out like a wave. This cavalry unit was no larger than that of Rhodes's side, but it was not dressed in the same variety as the patchwork soldiers here, and the queue was neat and the speed was the same, showing a high level of training. They approached with great momentum, trying to spread out their flanks and encircle the barricades and attack them, but the terrain where the stout officers had chosen to block them could not form a formation, so they gathered and charged head-on.

A dozen crossbows fired a salvo, but only two or three were shot, and the pursuers rushed closer, the presence of the barricades making them abandon their forced charge, and the Midlanders dismounted and shouted at the roadblockers, their boots stomping on the ground with a dull thud that made the hearts of the people tremble.

"What should I do?" asked Rod, holding a military steel sword that was not in his hands at all, whispering, maybe he was an android or something, but at least it was his own psychological compatriots who were rushing over.

Ryan rubbed his head and pulled out the sword behind his back: "Choose one, get killed, or be an Antaili for a while." ”

......

The battle began.

Ryan and Rhodes both had the idea of paddling with their faces, the hunter didn't want to get involved in the war between the two countries at all, and he was afraid of being recognized, so he even sent the demon wolf away to prevent it from showing its head, and the young man's mind thought was even simpler - how could he sword against his own country's army?

However, a second after the two teams collided, the two realized that their previous plan had not worked at all, and the Midland soldiers, uniformly dressed in dark light armor and red cloaks, spared no effort to launch a decisive attack on anyone who was different from their own clothing. As professional soldiers, although their higher level of training is slightly smaller, they quickly create a local advantage in the moment of engagement, and the "palace latters" come from different places and are brought to the battlefield by different lords, and most of them are new recruits, and they show their defeat in an instant.

Rodroy used his brains to find that he could not stand among the Antelli soldiers with a sword in his hand and let the Imperial soldiers recognize and believe his identity, and now all he can do is to do his best to fight against his own country's army and fight for a way out.

"Stop!" the commander of the new hall showed great control over the panicked soldiers, standing behind everyone, roaring, emphasizing every word, stopping everyone who wanted to turn around and run away, "Where do you want to go? Cowards! Sons of bitches! Hold your ground, you rabble, run away and die faster!"

"They're Midland soldiers, the red wave sweeping across the continent!" one of the recruits cried, "We'll be killed!"

"Raise your dog's head and take a good look, two outsiders are still fighting!" the strong officer roared as he brandished his sword, "I'm ashamed of you, I don't want to die, come with me!"

Rod is skilled...... It can even be said that it is easy to block the attack of a red-robed soldier and cut him down, the soldiers of the imperial army are indeed highly trained, but as long as they do not fall into a siege, they are no different from ordinary people in front of the teenager who are not strong in individual strength, and Rhodes found that he finally survived and was engaged in a battle where he had more people than the other side and did not have to worry about falling into a siege.

He and the skilled monster hunters contained the rout of their improvised rear-end troops, while the Antelli veterans around him, who had barely mustered up the courage to fight, objectively covered the flanks and backs of the two, waving their arms and shouting in response to the call of the stout officer, they encouraged some new recruits, and in a chain reaction, some of the young soldiers who had already planned to flee turned back to join the battle.

Rhodes tried not to kill at first, but soon found that the red-clothed soldiers who were knocked down by him would soon be killed by the people around him, and realizing that it was pointless for his men to show mercy, he no longer kept his hands, and he began to fight without emotion, running like a killing machine, and then he sadly discovered that there was no difference in the feel between killing Imperial soldiers and killing the people who had chased him before or those arena fighters...... Although he didn't want to admit it, he hadn't even slaughtered livestock since King Elite's assassination, and he actually killed people to the point.

I don't know if there is no murderous aura on my body at this moment, if there is, what kind of feeling does it give to the enemy?

The Midland army stormed the barricades, and the two sides were completely scuffled.

Rhodes and the Monster Hunter, the two who appeared here at this moment because of willfulness and serendipity, suddenly started a bloody battle with a group of innocent soldiers, Ruin cut down one person, and Rhodes had ended the lives of at least five red-clothed soldiers with steel swords. Instead of using the swordsmanship that he was used to in duel heads-up, he chose the otherworldly witcher's swordsmanship that he had learned from Cirina, comprehended it, and made some changes to it in combination with his own reality...... He jumped and whirled, moving fast and dodging attacks was a piece of cake for him, and his striking strength ensured that he could look light and graceful while also being lethal, and the Midland soldiers were stunned by the mowing of the grass. Several red-clothed soldiers died in amazement under the young man's sword, a steel sword that was obviously very ordinary was as indestructible as a divine soldier in Rhodes's hands, the fine imperial armor was as weak as tofu under his attack, and soon, the temporary barricades made of carriages were soaked and slippery with the blood of soldiers on both sides as if it had just rained.

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