The fragile balance of the battle was finally broken by the addition of two powerful ogres. Exhausted warriors, even knights, could not withstand the onslaught of magically blessed ogres.

With a loud bang, the knight staggered back, his deformed left arm hung down at his side, and his shield was deformed and dented.

With all his strength, he couldn't directly knock down the opponent whose fighting spirit was almost exhausted, which immediately made the ogre furious. He roared, and the hammer was picked up again, and the knight flew out like a broken puppet.

Sanshu straightened up, pounded his chest hard, and roared in all directions: "Damn meat steaks, who else wants to come?"

No one responded to the ogre's war cry. He was not blessed with the effect of being fluent in language, so a roar was a meaningless howl in the ears of his enemies, and of course the battle horn on Sir Mintai's side was the same in the ears of the three familiars.

Howling with indulgence, Tiramisu had quickly passed past him, swinging his hammer and smashing down a warrior who had no time to escape. Sanko was furious, roaring and chasing Tiramisu.

The two freshly added ogres were the last boulder to break the camel's back.

Moments later, Mintae and a dozen of his remaining men were surrounded in a clearing in the corner of the base. Mintae's helmet was missing, sweat soaking his hair and clinging to his forehead. The shield in his left hand had a crack in it, slightly deformed at the edges, and the heavy chain hammer in his right hand was getting heavier and heavier, barely lifting. Every muscle in his body was aching.

Mintae looked behind him, and there were only two bloodied knights and a dozen warriors, all wounded. The opponents include Gonder and seven knights on foot, as well as two powerful ogres. The elven bard crouched on the roof, his longbow hand already shaking with fatigue, but he kept humming a damn war song.

Finally, Mintae's gaze falls on Richard, Quicksand, and Splash. Quicksand didn't seem to see Mintai's beastly gaze, but turned the time and cast the magic inside one by one on the bodies of Gangde and the Foot Knights in the first row. Although it was only a minor injury, it stimulated Mintae to the point of going crazy.

This is this woman! This woman whose magic is almost endless, pulls her fallen opponents back from the line of death, and then pushes the battlefield again!

At the beginning of the battle, the two seriously injured infantry knights had only the power to protect themselves, but now they have become a force to be reckoned with in the face of a tired opponent.

Richard thrust the nameless knife that Gordon had given him to the ground, and took a step forward, saying to Minté, "Surrender, Sir Minté." Don't let these brave warriors sacrifice fearlessly. ”

Min Tae laughed a few times, and then asked viciously, "Surrender?"

Richard said, "If you swear allegiance to me, of course it's the best option." Otherwise, you are my captives, and I will inform Baron Fossa, that he will pay a ransom for you, and give me a piece of land. ”

"Dream!" Sir Mintai roared, clenching the hammer in his hand again, "Believers in the God of Courage will never compromise with invaders!

Richard smiled and said, "As far as I know, the God of Courage is not the only god, there are many other gods in this plane, and even the hostile gods of the God of Courage. Also, not all people have faith, and I can always find someone who is willing to do things for me. So, Sir Mintai, you are not worth as much as you think you are. ”

Min Tai spat heavily on the ground, sneered and said: "Dignity and faith are where my value lies!

Hearing "**raised**", the corners of Richard's eyes suddenly jumped violently a few times, and he quietly took two steps back, holding the handle of the long knife stuck in the ground with his backhand. His hand holding the knife was so hard that the blade trembled slightly, and between the slender five fingers, the power of the moon began to shine.

Mintae's eyes narrowed, and his body subconsciously lowered slightly, as if he had seen a dangerous beast. Although he wondered why a mage was carrying an excessively long thin knife, he had a surprise in his heart that he couldn't hold back, this young mage was obviously the leader of the invaders, and if he could be caught, then there was hope of getting out of trouble.

Both quicksand and splash moved closer to Richard, and Gangde also turned around, and the big axe took the most comfortable position, which could intercept Mintai at the first time.

The battlefield suddenly fell silent, except for the sound of Qi Qi coming from an unknown corner.

Richard stretched out his hand to Gangde and said, "Gangde, wine!"

Gangde was stunned, muttered something, or took off the silver flask at his waist, unscrewed the lid, and handed it to Richard. Richard didn't even look at it, just tilted his head, and drank the liquor in the pot in a few gulps.

"Master, poison!" the water peanut reminded hard and cold.

"Splash!" Gonde looked back at ......Splash. The splash glared back without giving way, and at the same time deliberately raised the Eternal Sleep Guide in his arms by a cut, so Gangde's momentum immediately weakened by three points.

After a few large sips of spirits, Richard's face quickly flushed, and his eyes were as bright as stars in the night. He threw the empty flask back to Gangde, and the right hand holding the knife loosened one finger at a time.

Richard looked up at the sky, exhaled a strong breath of wine, and then looked at Mintai again, and said lightly: "This is a plane battlefield, not a nobleman's living room, so you don't have a chance to duel!

Mintae roared and began to charge, immediately encountering the first wave of strong defenses, and the ogre and Gonder successfully intercepted with the disproportionate speed of their large bodies.

In desperation, Jazz burst out with astonishing power, and the impact of the three-headed chain hammer and the heavy hammer axe was earth-shattering, and it actually shook Gonder and the ogre back continuously. But an earthy yellow magical light shone on Mintai's body, and his steps immediately slowed down more than a beat as if he had stepped into a muddy swamp. This is a retardation technique for tiramisu. The ogre then lifted his hammer and flanked it from behind. Two relatively intact foot knights filled the last gap in the encirclement, and the five men firmly trapped Mintae in the middle.

"Those who don't want to die should throw down their weapons and turn their backs against the wall and stand up!" Richard said coldly, pointing to the surviving fighters in the corner.

One of the knights looked gloomily at Sir Mintai, who could barely see a figure in the dust, hesitated for a moment, then threw down his shield and battle axe, turned slowly, and stood against the wall, while raising his hands in the air. With a precedent, the other fighters did not hesitate to throw down their weapons and give up resistance.

Mintae's roar grew lower and lower, and when his burly body finally fell, no one could count how many injuries he had been injured and how many attacks he had received. His opponents, whether they were Gonde, Ogre, or Foot Knights, all had some new injuries. He is a lion-like warrior who never gives up fighting, even in desperate situations.

Richard walked over to Mintae's body, crouched down, and reached out to wash away the blood that was still flowing.

The blood was still boiling hot.

Richard sighed, stood up, and said, "This is a respectable enemy, and we must bury him well." Also, let his gear sleep with him. ”