The army led by the Earl of Tyre who entered the city was his pride, resurrected from ancient records, and the Earl of Tyre relied on his protagonist aura to obtain the inheritance, and spent a lot of manpower and material resources to reproduce this wind-like infantry legion. His charisma brought together many young warriors and other sons of the lower nobles who could not inherit the family business, and he gave them organizational discipline, a sense of honor, and the magical magic of the legacy—and of course, power.

This legion brought a lot of glory to the Earls of Tyre, and they showed great prowess on the battlefield against the Transylvanian Empire, and in the face of the nobles of the north who opposed the princess and the little prince. And now, the Count of Tyre has used this powerful knife on the body of the "betrayer". Grand Knight Dragunov had given up on breaking through - he couldn't break through, he had almost lost the will to fight, he couldn't stop Sir Tilber's angry attack, and the direction of escape was blocked by several combined silver-level warriors and a gold-level magician. As time passed, the momentum of the Grand Knight Dragunov became lower and lower, and he was about to be captured.

Count Tyre's swordsmanship was very superb, far beyond the normal level of his age, and he also saw that Dragunov had already lost his fighting spirit, so he came to a few tricks and lightly handed over the knight's sword in Dragunov's hand - this is also the reason why His Excellency the Grand Knight has lost all his fighting spirit, otherwise it would have been so easy to surrender the sword.

Now that he has taken down one of the main targets of this time, the Golden Knight of Dragunov, Count Tyre naturally wants to focus on the main target of this time, Count Petrovodsk. Before that, he had learned that his Troop of Winds had entered the city, and that the city had been turned upside down by the defeated city defenses, and that in general, with the ability of Count Petrovodsk, it might not be possible to organize an orderly resistance, and victory was in sight.

But when he took a few breaths and regained his strength and energy, he found that the situation in the city was not at all as rosy as he had thought - his legions were jammed and a lot of time had been wasted!

Caught in a frenzy, Zhou Zhongmou wielded his magic sword, and he met tougher opponents - obviously tougher than the desperate resistance of the routs. The organized army was completely different from the gang of hooligans, at least the Bronze-level Wind Legion soldiers ran head-on into Zhou Zhongmou, who was killing wildly, before he had time to react. was directly killed into the formation by this big man.

Armor full of magic power is useless in the face of the opponent's magic sword and power. The half-body armor was directly cut open, and two soldiers had already died under Zhou Zhongmou's horizontal beheading just by taking a look. However, the knights of these legions all have good sword skills and have also received rigorous training in battle formations. Although he was at first at a loss, he quickly stabilized his position. The tall man was surrounded in small groups.

The route they chose was narrower. It was man-made - the arson of Count Petrovodsk played its role. Many roads were cut off by flames or collapsed houses. And now the place where Zhou Zhongmou is standing is the road that these soldiers want to lead to guò, and the length of this guy's arm plus the length of the sword controls almost the width of the entire road, in short, if he is not defeated. The speed at which the soldiers took control of the city would become very slow - advancing from those paths into the city would cause them to scatter into small squads.

The man in front of him was as fierce as a roaring waterfall, though his chain mail was barely sagging over his shoulders and waist, and his clothes were tattered and covered in blood—the tattered clothes had lost their magical powers and could not clean themselves. Even if the warriors of the Wind Legion who rushed forward obtained the speed and strength bonuses of the magic bust on their bodies, they would not be able to suppress the madman in front of them in terms of sword skills.

With an order, dozens of silver-white sword qi covered Zhou Zhongmou, and the extremely sharp scattered sword qi cut through the surrounding flames. But although this strong man was covered in blood, he was not seriously injured, but became more and more angry and crazy, and directly rushed over and slashed and killed.

In the case of many to one, it is impossible to have a hundred guys to greet Zhou Zhongmou at the same time, and more than five of them can greet him at the same time are already the other party's organization - not to mention that it is still facing the enemy head-on, Zhou Zhongmou swings his sword and then directly slashes, those guys on the opposite side are obviously much more powerful than the rout, and in most cases, they can unite to block his attack, and if they can't block it, they will also share the damage, and at the same time, they are constantly rotating the fighters who fight against Zhou Zhongmou.

The battle lasted for about twenty minutes, and the captain of the legion in charge of the command frowned, the big man in front of him seemed to be endless, and this guy did not show any fatigue at all under the twenty minutes of high-intensity fighting, but at least caused more than twenty of them to be killed and injured so far. "Damn, the Count should blame me!How can the glory of the Legion be tarnished here!" But in the face of this terrain, he could not do anything for the time being.

By this time, the Earl of Tyre had completed the capture mission, discovered the problem of the legion, and was rapidly approaching the battlefield. It was at this moment that a change took place - groups of routs shouted and were driven over, rushing towards Zhou Zhongmou's back, and behind them, the neatly arranged army was faintly visible. And in the middle of these armies was a big bald head in heavy armor, carrying a huge three-headed flail in his hand, and the whole person seemed to be wrapped in three vicious dogs formed by black smoke.

Now Zhou Zhongmou is in a predicament, the soldiers of the Wind Legion in front of him are not easy to deal with, their speed and strength are okay, but the combat effectiveness of the organized army formation has suddenly increased a lot-and with the approach of the main general, Count Tyre, the combat effectiveness of these guys is still rising. And Zhou Zhongmou was in trouble behind him, the combat effectiveness of the defeated soldiers was not worth mentioning, but they were already crazy and didn't care about death at all, just like crazy lemmings rushed over directly. The unfortunate problem is that Zhou Zhongmou's long-range out-of-body sword qi attack is limited - this is the limit of earthlings, and the magic sword in his hand is not long and heavy enough in this case, and he can't shout "miscellaneous fish" in his mouth and then use the guy in his hand to smash those mad dogs away.

Seeing this, the soldiers of the Wind Legion in front of them set up a formation at a certain distance from Zhou Zhongmou, and several silver-level warriors came out of the crowd to meet Zhou Zhongmou, but the attack intentionally or unintentionally allowed Zhou Zhongmou to withstand those crazy routs. (To be continued......)