"Bang!" Cato's hammer struck an officer's breastplate, and the dented iron plate weighed him down, and he fell to the ground. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info At this point, there are no more soldiers on board the Al-Aqsa Martyrs who can fight. The war on one side has come to an end, but the situation on the other side is not optimistic. The Radiant Path was equipped with shields to fight against ancient weapons, and was bound to be heavily guarded, and after Tracy and the others rushed over, they were surrounded and beaten before they could gain a firm foothold, and most of them were painted.

"Get out of the way!" Cato turned into a shield with his holy light in front of him, roared and ran over the boarding ladder and plunged into the crowd, knocking the tight encirclement apart, and the scene became chaotic.

"Well done!" said Tracy, as his men swarmed into the crowd, stabbing here and slashing there, fighting with the fighting habits of a true pirate, gradually showing the advantages of an old sailor.

But the tide of battle was changing rapidly, and the balance of victory had just flipped slightly in Cato's side, and then it was tipping on the fleet of the Southern Empire - an iron can covered in heavy knightly armor appeared in an even more high-profile manner than Cato, his left hand was six or seven feet long, and the cannonball-like hammer head was covered with iron spikes, and when he swung it vigorously, like an arm-thick chain swept across the area in front of the hatch, both the enemy and the friendly were mercilessly knocked down.

The large flail was driven into the cabin, and the thick planks were like pieces of paper in front of his hammerhead, easily shredded with a loud noise. The voice attracted Cato, who was in the midst of a fierce battle with the navy, and he fixed his gaze, and for a moment he became angry. The big man's right hand wielded a long sword that shone with golden light, and the sword grid was carved with a round of golden sun, and the light surged where the blade swept through. No one knew the sword better than its original owner.

"Put down the Sunstrider, you bastard!" Cato shouted hysterically, his hammer in both hands and angrily rushing over, and it was only in a single blow that he realized that he was no match for the big man, and regardless of his fighting skills, the physical fitness of the big man alone was beyond Gatu's reach. For ordinary people, the heavy knight armor specially designed to enhance the impact power of the heavy cavalry is almost beyond the limit of the human body, even if it is a professional heavy cavalry with strict training, it needs the assistance of the retinue to be dressed neatly, as for the armor after wanting to get on the horse independently is simply a fantasy. And the big man in front of Cato can not only fight on foot in heavy knight armor, but also keep up with Gatu's speed, which can't help but surprise all those who know a little about heavy knight armor.

"Somebody help me! If you can't get him, we're all doomed. Cato, who considered himself invincible, tried to ask Tracy and the others for help, but his voice was swallowed up by the continuous artillery fire.

The big man did not speak, but approached Cato with heavy steps, and slashed down with a sword. Cato's temporary shield with the Holy Light was unable to block the Sunstrider's blow, causing only a negligible delay to the big man's attack. Fortunately, Gatu is also a battle-hardened veteran, seizing the fleeting opportunity to get out of the way, and secretly pondering tactics while circling around the big guy.

Suddenly, a flash of inspiration flashed in Cato's mind, and an ominous premonition quickly crept up to the top of his heart. He raised his left hand to summon the holy light, and with the help of the soft light cluster, he chanted a short exorcism spell, and the speed of the big man immediately slowed down.