For us, a tree that is three stories high and requires two or three people to hug is something that can be called an obstacle. However, if you are tall enough to match these trees, and the thickness of your thighs alone is not inferior to them, the tall birch tree in front of us is like a marker pole for running. Woods, that's what humans call them, and in the face of the sheer power of the giant nezumi, these logs are no obstacle at all.

"They're coming. Fifty paces away, the birch was tossed aside by a giant hand, and Leon unconsciously remembered the first time he encountered the giants of the nezumi in Turbidity. At that time, there was only one such giant nezumi among the nezumi who attacked Turbidity Town, but the damage and deterrence it caused were far greater than ten ordinary nezumi combined. If it weren't for the fact that the Count of Montenegro stepped forward and killed the rat giants who entered the town with great skill, God knows what the outcome of that battle would have been.

But now, what the Blood Lion intends to do is much more dangerous than what Lothar had done in the first place. The muscles tensed involuntarily because of the tension, and the knight enjoyed the feeling of his body fully activated, and Leon even felt for a moment that he could do anything. This is the reaction that only a warrior who is completely unafraid of death can have, and only those who do not hesitate to pounce on the blade can truly enjoy the brutal art of fighting, and the Blood Lion can do this, but his servants cannot.

At least Buckham couldn't understand the smile on the lips of the knight he served when the powerful enemy appeared. He would explain Leon's unusual excitement before the battle by being insane, though he knew that the Knight Chief wasn't a bloodthirsty guy like that. The young servant shook his head and drove these thoughts out of his mind, Leon's plans were crazy and dangerous, and he had to give his all to keep up with his mentor.

"The target is the one in front, you to the right and me to the left, there is only one chance, are you ready?" Leon moved his neck, the hunting knife in his hand was already unsheathed, and his body was bent like a cheetah during hunting, like a bow full of strength, waiting for a signal to deliver a deadly attack. The unbridled fearlessness and strong self-confidence that exuded from him, as well as the calmness of a proud lion, greatly stimulated Bakem, and the elf was not to be outdone, pulling out his short knife and carrying it behind him to prevent the reflection of the blade from alarming his opponent in advance.

"I'm ready. The young son of the forest was surprised to find that his tone when he said this was surprisingly similar to that of the humans around him. But before Bakham could continue to wonder if he had been affected in some way, the huge figure of the uprooted tree had already arrived in front of them.

"Now!" Almost as soon as he spoke, Leon's body had leapt up from the branch, and the bowstring stretched to the extreme suddenly released all its power, and his five senses were clearer in the air than ever! "Stab!" The sound of a blunt knife piercing into the cowhide sounded in the darkness, and the blood lion's fangs bit deep into the left shoulder of the unsuspecting giant nezumi! In contrast, Bakham's short knife was much quieter, and the elf's figure hung abruptly over his enemy's right shoulder like a ghost, and his hood was blown off by the evening breeze, revealing his long hair tied in a bunch.

"Howl!" the giant nezumi let out an earth-shattering cry of pain as both shoulders were hit at the same time, but it couldn't do much more than scream, for the raid had sliced through the main muscles of the hapless man's shoulder, and the blades that had penetrated deep into them stirred fragile nerves, making it completely unable to think about anything other than pain.

"Ears!" the knight steadied himself on the nezumi's shoulder, and as he spoke, he slammed a punch into the nezuma's cochlea with all his strength! It wasn't just the pain in his shoulders that was bothering the giant now, the auditory trauma had caused the giant to lose its sense of direction and distance, and it began to run blindly forward, crashing into every tree that stood in its way, crushing every one of its kind that came under its feet!

Leon and Buckham crouched on the giant's shoulders, trying to dodge every branch that came up from their fronts. That's right, the knight chief thought of a way out of his predicament was to kidnap a giant nezumi and use it as a carriage that could ignore the woods. And it turned out that the blood lion's whimsical method was unexpectedly simple, after all, because of the existence mutated by the plague, the muscle density and adaptability of the giant rat people were completely inferior to the real giant creatures, and when they were strongly stimulated, their behavior was no different from those ordinary rat people.

However, there are still some things that Lyon did not think of. First of all, he ignored the relationship between the giant rat people, and the "car" chosen by the knight chief to ensure his safety was itself a vanguard-like existence among the giant rat people, and although these huge individuals were not stupid, they were definitely not smart. When the kind behind the rat man saw the leader of the giant rat man charging towards the molten iron city without fear of death, their instinctive brutal nature was also stimulated, and the miserable howls of their companions were taken as a war cry by them, and the giants who had been slowly moving forward roared and began to stride wildly.

The direct victims of this incident are the ordinary rats who were originally following the giant rat people, and they don't know why these huge ones suddenly start running like crazy, but one thing they know is that if they run slower than these guys who can trample themselves to death with one kick, then they will really be trampled to death.

The truth is sometimes so ridiculous, under the influence of Leon's escape plan, the rat people's first desperate charge of the night begins. Although he had absolute confidence in the walls of the Molten Iron City, he still had an instinctive fear in his heart when he saw the rat people all over the mountains rushing towards the city like crazy. The sorcerer couldn't understand why the rats, who had been testing the city's defenses with a small number of troops, had suddenly launched such a fierce charge, but that didn't stop him from opening his mouth to warn the commanders around him.

"They're charging!"

However, the Grand Duke of Hammer, who was reminded by the wizard, did not seem to appreciate this. "I'm not blind, boy, and I'm sure the black stuff that is pouring in here can't be a passionate dwarf girl. André smacked his lips at this, he found that he had indeed missed the dwarven women a little after living in the human world for a long time. Of course, the Grand Duke didn't have to think about it for long, and as the giant nezumi appeared from afar, the first group of nezumi had already broken through the range of the arrow net blockade and were about to touch the city wall.

"Haha, it looks like my job is coming!" said the Demon Descendant excitedly, and before the others could speak, his figure turned into a cloud of flames and disappeared from the Overseer.

"Hmph, impatient fellow. Inform the Slinger troops, and show the rats what we're up to!" shouted the dwarf in a distinctively loud voice to the lieutenants below, he had designed a city that was not just about firing arrows. Previously, Andrei ordered his troops to use only bows and crossbows, because the formation of the nezumi was not too dense at that time, but since the opponent launched such a violent charge, it was time for heavy weapons to appear.

At the same time, the Raven was still watching the battlefield with magic, and the wizard noticed the giant rats appearing at the back of the battlefield, which he had seen before, so he was no stranger to it. However, the sorcerer's eyes narrowed with a glow of red, as if he had seen something interesting in the rat giant that had rushed to the front.

"Lord Duke, you'd better come and see this. The wizard said, holding out his left hand toward the Hammer Archduke. The dwarf glanced at the cursed crow, and although he didn't know exactly what the gray robe wanted to see, he didn't think he would mess around on such an occasion. Besides, the headband he wears on his head can also protect his spirit from the effects of magic. Thinking so, Andrei didn't hesitate too much and put his hand on the wizard's hand.

The sky was spinning, and the Grand Duke of Hammer felt that his eyeballs might have been pulled out of his sockets, and his vision became extremely wide the moment he came into contact with the wizard, and if anything, perhaps the eagle hovering in the sky used this vision to overlook the earth. "Look at the big guy at the front. The voice of the crow came from his ears, and Andre jerkily controlled his vision and fixed his gaze on the giant nezumi behind the ratmen.

"The beard is on it, these guys are so ugly when they are enlarged. The dwarf said. But it soon occurred to him that the Raven didn't just want him to see what the giant nezumi looked like, and he began to try to find something wrong with the giant nezumi. This is not difficult, after all, of all the giants who charge wildly, there is one that has a particularly strange path of action. "Goat's ass! Isn't this the boy from Leon? I know he's a knight, but when did he learn to ride this! And next to him, damn it, a long ear!"

Of course, the sorcerer knew the elves, and when he was in the Iron Castle before, he had heard Elsa and them mention the second head of the Kingdom Knights, the knight known as the blood lion. It's just that even the crows can't confirm the identity of the person on the nezumi based on the vague description, and now that the hammer has recognized Leon, the rest is much easier. "I think we'll have to find a way to get them back. The wizard suggested.

"Can't you do it with magic?" asked the dwarf duke, shaking his somewhat dizzy head, letting go of his grip on the cursed crow.

"They were too far away, and what they were riding was running so fast that I couldn't lock on. The sorcerer shook his head, indicating that there was nothing he could do.

"Cut, I thought magic was a panacea. It's okay, it's time to send them out and make a big fuss!" Andre blew his beard, and after teasing the wizard, he took a small cylinder from his waist and pointed it towards the outside of the city wall, and with a soft "poof!", a black projectile was shot into the night sky, and then exploded in the air and turned into blue smoke.

"Iron Legion, get out of battle!" shouted the heralds who received the signal, and after a while, a mechanical voice came from beneath the walls.