After the defeat of the first attack, only three days later, Sidon once again reorganized his army and lined up outside Qiyan City. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

To be honest, he didn't expect to sweep all the way, and there were cities that dared to go out of the city to attack him in the field, and he lost. This also made Sidon, who was already a little light, begin to pay attention to this battle.

It seems that this side of the Florent Strait is not so useless. Among the large herds of sheep, there are still a few wolves, but that's all!

Naturally, Mosa Kula did not show weakness, and a full 30,000 troops drove out of the city, and began to line up with their backs to the city walls. In such a war, if one side shows weakness, morale will soon fade from the other. Moshakula is not just a defender.

When the two sides were in good shape, Moshakula, who was standing on the city wall, looked at the Sidon army opposite, frowning.

With the 100 elite soldiers brought over by Sidon as the skeleton, it is unimaginable that this Sidon army can train a group of civilians so elite in a short period of time. It did put a lot of pressure on him.

At this moment, the transmission note in his hand suddenly came with a message, and this battle this Sidon actually asked for a different way: fighting soldiers and fighting generals!

Fighting soldiers and fighting generals are a way to boost one's own morale and hit the enemy's morale before the decisive battle.

As the name suggests, a fighting is a confrontation between each side with a team of 100 people. And this hundred-man team is not chosen by the leader of the own side, on the contrary, it is chosen by the leader of the other side. It is the eye of the chieftain that is tested, as well as the average quality of the army.

The fighting generals are voluntary, and the generals of both sides voluntarily come forward to fight, and they will generally kill until they are separated from life and death, which is extremely tragic.

Considering that the other party was strong, that is, a team of about 100 people, Moshakula agreed without the slightest hesitation.

Needless to say, the fighters are almost sure to win, as for the fighting generals, the three inferior magicians under him are not vegetarians, even if the fighters below the other party have rich experience in fighting with magicians, but magicians are magicians after all, and the victory or defeat of both sides is only five or five at most, who is afraid of whom?!

After replying, Moshakula narrowed his eyes and began to look at the more than 20,000 soldiers under Sidon's command, which were no more than 200 or so hundred-man troops.

The real elite of this Sidon is about 100 people in total, so it is impossible for every team of 100 to be led by those experienced masters. So his hope is still quite big, and even if there is a master to lead the team, the winning rate is higher on his side.

The battle between the hundred-man team is about cooperation, not individual bravery.

Just as Moshakula was taking a closer look, one of his sentries suddenly stepped forward: "My lord, there is a gentleman named Mark down there who asks to see you!"

"No, no!" Moshakula waved his hand impatiently, "I didn't see that I was—"

Before he could finish his sentence, he stopped, and when he came back to his senses, he turned his head and widened his eyes and asked, "What's his name?"

"Mark, sir!"

"Ah, senior?!" Moshakula's face changed drastically, and he hurriedly ordered, "Why don't you take me over quickly?"

In the past few years, Moshakula has long since healed his soul injuries after taking the medicine prescribed by Mark, and now he is rapidly moving towards the level of a superior magician. For him, Mark is simply a reinvention of grace, where can he dare to slack off in the slightest?

From the city respectfully, Mark was led up to the city, and another seat was added next to his seat. If Mark hadn't kept a low profile, I'm afraid Moshakula would have been standing by his side and waiting. This is a ball for Sidon, as long as the seniors are willing to shoot, they can do it in minutes.

"Don't be influenced by me, I'm just curious, just come and see. You know, I won't interfere in a battle of your level. So don't expect me to turn the tide after you're defeated. Victory is still in your own hands," Mark sat lazily in his chair, not giving the slightest face to his enthusiasm for Moshakula.

"Yes! senior!" Moshakula naturally did not dare to be angry with Mark's words, and quickly adjusted his mentality, allowing his excited mood to quickly calm down, and when he came to the battlement, he began to observe the other party's soldiers more carefully.

Half an hour later, when the centennial teams of both sides were selected. Moshakula was dumbfounded.

He didn't know what the combat strength of the other party's 100-man team was, but the 100-man team on his side passed through the people below, and the result made his heart cold. This time, his deputy didn't expect that there would be a fight, so in order to strengthen the momentum, a total of three reserve teams of 100 people were arranged.

Unfortunately, however, the one chosen was one of the three reservists.

To put it bluntly, this reserve is actually a civilian who has just been recruited and has not had time to carry out the slightest training and group cooperation, and you expect this kind of person to be able to fight after putting on armor? That's just a fool's dream!

Although ten regular soldiers were added to each reserve, that was a drop in the bucket. It's not enough for people to stuff their teeth.

Moshakula seems to have seen the scene of a big defeat and a river of blood. I couldn't help but sigh secretly, today's battle seems to be difficult.

Mark, who was sitting in his seat, was in high spirits, looking down expectantly. The hundred-strong team of Qiyan City even stood unevenly, many of them had ill-fitting armor, and some of their hats were still crooked, looking like a rabble. However, when Mark set his eyes on Ron, who was arranged in the second row, both excited and a little apprehensive, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but show a smile.

This Sidon is so good that he actually chose Ron's team, and the Blue Charm by his side alone can destroy your entire army! But, I just don't know what way this Blue Charm will choose to win! Mark is looking forward to it.

"Bang-bang-" The drummer at the front of the battlefield beat the huge animal skin drum in his hand, and the battle began!

"Huh-" The hundred people raised the short knife and shield in their hands high, and let out a scream that looked like a beast but not a beast, and the voice was sharp and full of murderous intent, even the face of Moshakula at the head of the city changed slightly after hearing it.

And the group of soldiers behind Jiaha, who had been trained by him for more than a year, heard this shout. Immediately he bent down slightly in unison, the short knife in his hand slammed rhythmically against the shield, and a low and urgent roar came from his mouth:

"Drink-drink-drink......"

Seeing this scene, most of the hundred-man team in Qiyan City opposite Jiaha turned white, and many of them even trembled their legs involuntarily. Nila, the 100-person general who led this team, also trembled in her heart, and secretly said that it was not good! Yesterday she was still celebrating her promotion, and today she is going to face death! Life is really wonderful.

Jiaha didn't immediately lead the team to pounce, he swam around like looking down on his prey, looking at this sheep whose hands and feet were weak and his whole body was already trembling, he wanted to end the battle unharmed!

As one of the most elite Predators that Sidon brought from across the Strait of Floran, among those hundred men, except for a few fighters, he was already able to rank in the top three in terms of combat power alone. His fighting style is known for his ferocity and viciousness, but he is short in stature, and his true combat power cannot be seen from the outside.

When Moshakula chose the Gyala team, it was a sign that the side of Strange Rock City was already unlucky. Even the most elite team is not necessarily a match for Gaha. And even more so this reserve?

"Don't be nervous! I'll stand with you at any time!"

A nervous Ron suddenly heard a familiar voice in his ear. He turned his head to see that what caught his eye was the helmeted head of the blue charm, and the big eyes that made him reluctant to give up and look forward to Shenfei.

This woman, I must protect her thoroughly!

He took a deep breath, and the fear in his heart vanished at this moment. He raised the battle axe in his hand to his chest, his body moved forward slightly, and his mouth said sonorously and powerfully:

"Lan Mei, you will be by my side for a while, I will not let people hurt you!

Faced with an almost death-defying battle, Ron finally said what he wanted to say for a long time, which can be regarded as a confession. And when he said this, he found that his mood suddenly became spacious, and the depression that had been suppressed in his heart all these years suddenly disappeared, and the whole person was empty at this moment, and only protection was left in his heart!

"Roar-" Ron suddenly raised his tomahawk and roared, pushing away the soldiers in front of him to the front of the group, and pointed at Gaha's team with a hand and said angrily:

"What are they here for? They are here to plunder our wealth! Women! Land! Deprive us of the right to exist! When Strange Rock City falls, what will we have left?"

At the beginning of the few words, his voice could only be heard by a hundred people behind him, but soon for some reason, the voice suddenly spread to the entire battlefield.

After saying a few words, whether it was the hundred-man team standing in front of the army, or the entire army of Qiyan City, there was a commotion. Some of the soldiers, who were emotionally driven, raised their weapons and said loudly:

"Battle-"

"To defend our dignity, our women and our property, today - I, Ron to the death, to the death, to the death, !!"

The words are sonorous and powerful, and the arrogance is soaring. This powerful voice carried an uplifting encouragement and motivation that conquered everyone's hearts in an instant. At this moment, everyone was driven, regardless of men and women, the pride in their chests almost wanted to burst out of their chests.

The giant axe in his hand was raised high, and at this moment, Ron's majestic figure was imprinted in the hearts of more than 30,000 soldiers in Qiyan City on the battlefield.

"Fight to the death!"

"Fight to the death!!"

"Fight to the Death - !!"

......

In just a moment's effort, the roar of 30,000 people in unison shook the heavens and the earth, making Sidon, who was standing on the command platform, change his complexion. In the midst of this majestic roar, Jiaha's team of 100 looked around in panic, and their morale plummeted.

"Up-" Jiaha screamed and pounced, he knew that there was only one way to turn defeat into victory at this time, and that was to kill the man in front of him who had boosted the morale of the entire Strange Rock City!

"Fight to the death—" Ron shouted one last time as he met him with his heavy axe.

"Whew-"

With a roar of rage, Ron leaped into the air, axe in both hands, and slashed at Gaha like a thunderbolt, the axe as powerful as lightning. Originally, with Jiaha's skills, he could dodge with a random dodge, but now he was like a fool, and he just raised the shield in his hand lightly as he saw the giant axe coming at him.

"Bang-"

The shield shattered as the battle axe arrived, and Gaha's thin body was split in half diagonally at this moment, and the shock wave brought by the axe raised a rush of dust on the field, and Ron's figure standing with an axe like a god of war became eternal at this moment.