Tyr wouldn't sit back and wait for death. In a trance, his mind was like a movie. He still remembered the last year of his studies at the Kingdom Academy of Magic, when all the big families were extending olive branches to potential students like them, and he was the only one who was unmoved.

A son of a little-known family like Tyr is not a middle-of-the-road, because his family has never prospered. And such a family, the accidental birth of a genius like him, who can go to a higher institution like the Kingdom Academy of Magic to study magic, is simply a rare miracle in a hundred years.

He has no background, no resources, and only talent. The best option for him is to follow some big family, like Brad. However, he did not follow this path, he always believed that it was gold that always shines.

However, reality finally dealt him a heavy blow. After graduating from the Kingdom Academy of Magic, magicians often have such a few days to go. Join the army, stay in school to become a magic professor, or go to various magic towers to study magic for a lifetime.

Fat is naturally divided by these people with connections and backgrounds, like Tyr, a so-called genius who has no background and is unwilling to join the command of the big family, not to mention the royal capital, he can't even stay in the provincial capitals of the provinces, and was directly sent to Hussein Province, a place where magic is not prosperous, and became the head of the security regiment of a small town.

The military system of the Holy Volga Magic Kingdom is based on the junior magician, the junior magician has a few guards, and then the intermediate magician can have three to five intermediate magicians, and the senior magician has several intermediate magicians. So, in fact, if Tyre's security team was fully staffed, it should have a few intermediate magicians under its command, and then at least eight or nine junior magicians.

But what magician with a little bit of a way would want to run to a remote place like the town of Tyre as an errand boy?

There is no way, Tyr can only take office empty, with the strength of a high-level fire magician, silently running the security group in his hand, not only does he not have a magician, when he first took office, there is still a phenomenon of empty salaries under his hands, and even the team of 100 people that a high-level magician should be equipped with can't make up two teams.

There is no way, although the military system of the kingdom is like this, it refers to the army directly under the Gyeonggi region of the kingdom. In a small and remote place like the Qingling area of Hussein Province, it would be nice to have a shelf for him to have a security regiment.

Tyre is uncomfortable, and he's stubborn too. People like him are not only unwilling to bow to the great nobles, but also to their own fate. So he swore that even if he didn't have a single magician under his command for the time being, he would first train the guard group in his hand, and one day when he encountered a war, it would be an opportunity for him to perform.

Therefore, on the one hand, he recruited troops and horses, on the other hand, he dug deep into the moat of Chel Town, and also transported crocodiles from afar at a high price to strengthen the defense of Chel Town.

His deputy commander was a veteran he recruited from a tavern and had been on the battlefield on the border. He firmly believes that with his efforts, in this era, he will be able to build a strong army little by little, and finally, let his family grow from a small family with an unknown name to a big family by himself.

But all of this was shattered with the sound of shattering firecrackers outside.

He walked forward blankly, reached out to pick up his staff, and looked at the large number of enemies in homespun uniforms who rushed in, and looked at the corpses of the soldiers of the security regiment who fell beside him.

Without exception, the corpses were either in the center of the eyebrows, or with a bloody hole in the chest, like those found a few miles east of town the other day.

Now, Tyr finally figured out where the wounds on the corpses came from.

He roared, yelling and chanting incantations, the fireballs condensing little by little under his staff, and he aimed at one of the group's commander-in-chief figures, the fireball getting darker and darker with his incantation.

The person Tyr was targeting was Hal, the commander of the 1st Battalion of the People's Salvation Army.

It can be said that Tyr is talented, but he does not have the luck to kill the opposing commander in one fell swoop. The second company commander and the third company commander have run through the entire security regiment with the team, and back to back, the two companies have blocked all the 500 soldiers of the security regiment in the barracks, lined up with guns, and harvested the lives of the remaining soldiers of the security regiment.

The commander of the first company rushed in with people at this time. The company commander's eyes were sharp, and he suddenly saw the man holding the staff in the distance, as if the direction of aiming was Hal side, and he shouted: "Battalion commander, be careful!" ”

He lunged at Hal, knocking him down and pinning him to the ground, a company of soldiers behind him raising their guns and shooting in Tyr's direction.

And at this time, the deputy commander brandished his big sword and rushed forward with a dozen brave soldiers of the security regiment, blocking Tyr behind him. The greatsword was thick and heavy, and it actually blocked a few bullets, but more bullets passed past him, knocking the soldiers who rushed up with him to the ground, and in an instant, blood splattered everywhere.

"Let's go!" The deputy head of the regiment shouted.

"Get out of the way! I'm going to unleash my magic! Tyr also screamed in despair. He has already figured out the position of the opponent's commander, as long as he gives himself even one more second, even if it is the same death, he will kill the opponent's commander.

However, he didn't have that opportunity anymore.

After hesitating for a second, another row of guns came over, and it was already luck for the deputy regiment commander to swing his sword just now to block a few bullets. In fact, the speed of the bullet is basically the same as the speed of light under the impetus of gunpowder, and there is no time to react.

Several bullets hit the great sword that was held in front of the chest like a shield by the deputy commander, and some hit the shoulder and leg of the deputy commander.

The deputy head of the regiment fell to his knees after being hit, and blood overflowed from the corners of his lips, obviously although there was no external injury to his chest and abdomen, the heavy blows of multiple bullets had already caused heavy damage to his internal organs.

Tyr finally launched the fireball in his hand, but Hal had already changed direction, and the soldiers of the People's Salvation Army in the front row were all shooting in a half-kneeling position, and the fireball passed through the soldiers in the front row and hit several People's Salvation Army soldiers who had no time to dodge after changing ammunition.

The fireball "whirred" into the air, jumping after touching the soldier's skin, and in an instant, seven or eight soldiers had already been hit. The platoon commander who led the team exclaimed, "Roll in place." ”

But it didn't work at all, just looking at how those few soldiers of the People's Salvation Army rolled, it didn't work, how could the flames caused by magic be so well extinguished.

However, this magic jump also has a range. Caught off guard, the soldiers of the People's Salvation Army were hit, but these soldiers of the People's Salvation Army were trained and immediately dispersed, opening a break in the ranks. The flames stayed only on the few soldiers who had been hit.

"Kill, kill me!" A People's Salvation Army soldier roared and wailed, begging his companion to give him a good time. The formation of the first company of the People's Salvation Army was slightly confused.

When Tyr saw this gap, a glimmer of hope flashed in his eyes, and he hurriedly beckoned to the people around him: "Let's go, rush over with me, and fight a bloody way." ”

No matter how chaotic the soldiers of the security regiment were, it was accompanied by the high-level magician Tyr, and this fire magic saved some morale a little. It really made Tyre organize dozens of people, carrying knives and guns, and rushed towards a loose camp.

Looking at the knives and guns that were getting closer and closer, the company was a little flustered. Not so long ago, they were just ordinary miners, just ordinary hunters in the mountains. It was all out of hatred for the nobles who slaughtered the mines, or because of the enthusiasm to save the tribe and let the tribe live a good life, and joined the People's Salvation Army. Most of them have not experienced human fighting.

At this critical moment, Howl's voice was heard coming from behind everyone: "What the fuck are you afraid of, are you holding a burning stick?" Grab your guns for me! Shoot!!! ”

The soldiers of the first company had just woken up from a dream, and the company commander and the three platoon commanders were all Huey's swords that had stabbed Huey's guards in that massacre, or had seen blood in previous missions, and they picked up the guns in their hands, and they were the first to react and shoot.

"Bang Bang"

In the midst of the hustle and bustle, the dense gunfire seemed a little dull, Tyr was about to release the second wave of magic, the dense bullets flew towards him, he didn't have time to dodge, and was about to release the newly condensed magic in his hand, when he saw that the wave of soldiers of the security regiment had crossed him and blocked in front of him, and he could even clearly see a soldier turning his head and smiling at him.

But it was only for a moment, and in an instant, the soldier's skull was shattered by the bullet, and his brain flowed to the ground.

Under the call of Tyr just now, the dozens of soldiers who had finally gathered together staggered in an instant, and all died on the way to charge.

"Ahhhh I'm going to bring you all together for the burial! Tyr held up the staff in his hand, a bird formed by fire, flapping its wings at the tip of the staff. The Staff of Tyr shook slightly, and the bird let out a roar, like a phoenix dancing for nine heavens, and after a circle in the sky, it flew towards the soldiers.

"Don't stop, shoot, shoot, shoot!" Hal shouted, and he picked up his rifle and took the lead, straightening up and firing a shot in the direction of Tyr.

The death of a few comrades-in-arms just now also made the rest of the soldiers of the company red-eyed, and they pulled the trigger and kept shooting.

Tyr no longer hidden, he narrowed his eyes, took the staff in his hand, drew an arc in the air like a conductor's baton, and then slashed down heavily, and saw the wings of the small bird formed by the flames fold and swoop down like sharp arrows towards the company of soldiers.