"! it! it! ”

Flying in the air in the light of the creation of the astral plane, Aru, who had witnessed the whole process of the hussars from acceleration and acceleration to the final charge, would hover in the air, his two big wings did not flap, and his face was full of shock, which fully proved that his mind was messed up.

He couldn't say anything at all now except the vulgar "".

Apparently it was because he saw something incredible that caused Aru's poor pig brain to be overloaded in an instant, but that didn't matter, because the others didn't perform much better than him.

Especially when I saw the crazy 500-man cavalry phalanx easily chisel through the position of the gnolls' vanguard in a minute with two strange superimposed postures of "light-hearted" and "unstoppable", and then made an elegant and skillful turn at the other end, starting to accelerate again, and preparing for a second impact, the big mouth of the happy stick finally closed.

"! This TM is not scientific! ”

Brother Bang screamed:

"Where did this nuclear-powered cavalry come from! Is this level of kinetic energy accumulation real? This level of impact is not something that humans can do, is it?

The development team and the dog planner finally stopped pretending, right? Is this a decision to abandon physics altogether?

It's the first time I've seen someone who can do this level of formation with a wall charge, how lazy they are, how can you put a charge in front of you.

My day, this Nima is too ruthless. ”

"it! They're going to rush for the second time, heavenly brothers, start the video! What a great material, record it quickly! ”

The medical insurance god of war on the ground is going crazy.

He's not a vampire, so he can't fly into the sky to overlook the "slaughter show" of the crazy hussars, but his instinct as an UP master makes him realize that the exciting scene he's been pursuing is right in front of his eyes.

If you can record the scene of this group of hussars charging in its entirety, you don't even need to do a second edit, and that overwhelming and unstoppable momentum alone can become the best and best propaganda material.

He felt his blood boil on the ground as he watched the hussars rush into the gnolls' position, not to mention the vampire brothers who were flying in the air at this time and could see the whole situation from a more convenient perspective.

"That's outrageous, isn't it?"

It was not only the happy bar that was shocked by this scene, Xiao Weiming, who was also flying in the air, also widened her eyes, and she exclaimed to Sister Pomegranate beside her:

"The gnolls who crushed us are like chickens in front of these fierce creatures, and their men are all the same size as giants and their horrible horses are unscientific, right?

So is this the truth of the world? ”

"You don't know anything about the truth, pathetic."

Sister Pomegranate patted Xiao Weiming's head, and she said:

"We haven't gone out in Transnicia, and Transncia is a 'novice village' designated by the development team, and the world is big.

As long as we continue, one day you will see something that subverts all your three views.

To be honest, I don't bother to complain about these unscientific things, they always remind me that this is not the real world

Well, Master Murphy has gone down, and he's going to fight back!

Let's go, let's go too! ”

Sister Pomegranate folded her wings and flew towards the gnolls below, but Xiao Wei Ming was still in the air with his hammer guard on his back.

From her vantage point, she could clearly see that in the second charge of the hussars, the gnolls' formation had completely collapsed.

Like a garbage bag torn open from the middle, the crowd of 20,000 gnoll pioneers has been split in two, the first half of which was crushed on the battlefield and could not escape at all, and those behind who were completely unable to command were completely frightened and began an unstoppable rout.

To be honest, the number of gnolls killed by the direct onslaught of the hussars was not very large, and it was completely impossible to keep up with the number of people who had been routed by the defenders of the city in the past hour or so.

But the problem is that the hussars are really in a terrible position.

Especially the momentum of their rush, let alone jackals, even people like Xiao Weiming, who have experienced the washing of modern knowledge, feel that the three views are shattered.

It is simply impossible to expect the gnolls to hold their ground in such a situation, they are simply not organized to do this, they are just a large gang organized by savagery, greed and violence.

Don't expect any willpower from them.

In other words, the scene of so many gnolls screaming and running away is truly spectacular, almost like a herd of beasts being attacked by lions.

"Even if it's 20,000 pigs"

Xiao Weiming threw a candy into his mouth and complained in a low voice.

She backhanded the Hammer Guard behind her back, shoved her favorite dragon's breath into the chamber of her gun, and then let out a cheer, flapping her wings and tumbling twice in the air towards the black-pressed position below.

The dragon's breath shot at a height of three meters, and two bolts of fire erupted from the muzzle of the gun, igniting a large patch of gnoll hair below, and the latter screamed even more chaotically, before being chopped to the ground by the Blood Pact knights who rode out of the Serenade barrier.

At this point, it was no longer necessary for Master Murphy to give orders to the defenders.

Maxim and Adele have already led their subordinates into a counterattack from the defensive lines, and witch hunters have rushed out from all over the place to ruthlessly harvest the lives of the demoralized gnolls.

The situation was not what they had imagined.

After all, Murphy and Tracy could not guarantee that Count Sico and her hussars would come, so they did not tell the defenders the news.

But this did not stop the people of Translancia from feeling happy and uplifted when they saw their hussars appear on the battlefield.

For many years, the cavalry under the command of Count Sico was the symbol of the highest deterrent in Translasia, and they were invincible in any war in which they participated!

So it will be tonight!

However, the scene of the hussars crisscrossing the battlefield in front of him fell to Murphy's eyes, and it was a different picture.

"The hussars were really badly wounded."

Murphy, who grasped the necessary evil and opened up unparalleled among the gnoll group, thought in his heart:

"It is said that at the height of their heyday, the Count of Sico had an undefeated army of 5,000 heavy cavalry, the first cavalry on the continent to be fed by the finances of the entire Portian Confederacy.

But most of them had already died in the city's defenses during the plague that had been destroyed in Sico, and the forest could not support more than a thousand knights, so if nothing else, these were all the hussars left.

475 people.

Tsk, like the Blood Vulture Clan, they lingered until they had their last breath left.

But from the point of view of me, the Governor, it was unusually wonderful, and if they really had 2,000 cavalry, it would have been me who should have been unable to sleep at night. ”

"What are you thinking?"

A familiar voice was heard from behind.

Murphy swung his sword and slashed off the claws of the elite brute in front of him, and then kicked the opponent towards the small player not far away, causing it to die in the chaos of the blade, and then shook the blood of the blade and turned back.

Behind him, scarlet psionic lightning erupted through the darkness in a spreading fashion.

Wherever those pulsing arcs go, they pull all life that comes into contact with them into painful shocks, and even better, it's not a one-off psionic energy, but a continuous AOE similar to an "electrostatic field".

Everywhere Tracey strolled, wielding the delicate scepter, the gnolls beside her twitched and collapsed in patches.

This did not seem to be in line with Tracey's grace at this time, but Murphy felt that Tracey was diligently cutting the ripe wheat like a diligent peasant woman wielding a scythe.

Tris has already appeared here, proving that the revival of the Serenade enchantment is no longer in the way.

There was no need for her as a manipulator to stay there and continue to maintain, and he was finally able to free up his hands and feet to support the battle, which was already in the final stage.

A Psionic Master has appeared on the battlefield!

If the gnolls were smart enough, they should run now, no, no, no, if they were smart enough, then they should have oiled the soles of their feet when the hussars appeared on the flanks of the battlefield.

Faced with Tracey's inquiry, Murphy shrugged and replied:

"It's nothing, just some boring and dark thoughts that belong to politics, and I shouldn't have said them so as not to ruin tonight's hard-won victory.

I think it's all so wonderful tonight and it's obviously because my goddess of victory has blessed me, and maybe we should relive that 'ritual' after it's all over. ”

"Slippery head!"

Tracey glared at him, raised her hand and snapped forward, the converging psionic energy bursting out from the front.

Grabbing a large group of gnolls into the air with the grip of a massive Crimson Ghost Claw, and throwing them flying like cannonballs with the swing of Trace's palm.

Such a technique is very poor.

But Triss knew that this would inflict more fear on the already terrified gnolls, and fear had become the deadliest blade in their hands, terrifying their enemies with every swing.

She continuously released this unique spell, so that the jackals who had no way to enter the sky and no door to the ground at this time experienced the joy of "flying".

"I can summon a few dimensional meteorites to help with the fun."

She turned back to Murphy and said:

"Do you need it?"

"No, you don't."

The lord shook his head and said solemnly:

"It's enough to do this, their will has been destroyed, and the 'Translancia 100 Days Project' that I'm going to move forward with will require a lot of manpower.

The gnolls have a lot of stamina and strength than ordinary people, and it would be a waste to kill them here.

I'd like to see them put their brute strength to good use, such as building a north-south straight for Earl Cadman, and then extending that path north to the forests of West Collar and south to the edge of the filthy swamp in the coming months.

We're going to fight a real battle, Trace.

Such a main line makes it ten times easier for us to transport supplies and manpower.

The Jackals will be court-martial for their war crimes, and the only punishment and redemption they can get is to use their own hands to build an effective land that has poisoned them. ”

"Are you really planning to transfer the gnolls on a large scale?"

Tracey blinked and said:

"They're dangerous when they're in a group, they're going to quickly turn into bandits when they have a raiding leader, and if you loosen your rules, they'll probably rise up when the Plague comes."

"Yes, I admit that the risk is real."

Murphy nodded, and then showed an indescribable smile, and he whispered:

"If they could survive five months under the pressure of heavy work and still have enough strength to start a rebellion.

Then I admit it.

Rest assured, Trace, the number of gnolls in this land will be reduced to a safe threshold when the Black Plague breaks out. ”

"You"

Tracey finally understood what Murphy meant, and she whispered:

"You really make me feel cold in my heart once in a while, and you always say the most horrible things with the most appropriate gestures."

"You're a historian, do you know how humans tamed wolves into dogs?"

Murphy drew the necessary evil from the blade of his sword again, and said to Trace:

"The genes of obedience can be passed on, and the unloved manic and uncontrolled individuals should be killed on the spot, and it seems to me that the gnolls have threatened the continent for hundreds of years not only because they can give birth but also reject civilization.

It's just that we haven't mastered the right way to domesticate.

You have to accept them first.

to transform them. ”

"Huh"

The cold blade pointed at a double-strand gnolver arcane mage in front of him, who was clutching the broken bone staff covered in blood and looking desperate.

It did not dare to look up into Murphy's eyes, but it heard Murphy say to it:

"Get on your knees!"

"Huh?"

"Get down on your knees and you can live, even better."

The Gnoll understood what Murphy meant, but it didn't seem to be about to obey.

It raised its claws tremblingly, and a smiling Murphy shrugged, slicing its neck with a swing of its blade, then turned to look at another brute already covered in blood.

He repeated:

"Get on your knees!"

This time, Murphy was lucky.

The gnoll was terrified.

Fear filled its mind, and the constant reverberations on the ground behind it and the wails of its fellow citizens meant that death was near, far near.

Faced with the still bleeding blade in Murphy's hand, the Gnoll brute had no intention of showing his bravery.

It lay on the ground, pleading.

Murphy glanced back at Tracey and said:

"Look, how hard can that be?"

"This makes me uncomfortable, Murphy!"

Tracy was a little annoyed rarely, and Murphy shook her head and reassured:

"Taming a species is never a comfortable process, my goddess of victory, but we can put it another way, we will bring them civilization and soul freedom, give them dignity and cooking.

There will always be some idiots who believe in this and take it as a guideline.

And those pretentious guys who don't have big brains but are the ones we need to keep, I just want to solve the black plague once and for all, that's what I'm trying.

Actually, you know, vampires have been trying something similar for a long time.

Those bloody servants who are desperate.

I'm just picking up the wisdom of my ancestors. ”

"Don't do it in front of my eyes, I don't like it."

Tracey snorted coldly and turned to leave.

Angry, she raised her scepter and summoned a dimensional meteorite burning with purple fire from the night sky, smashing it down on the fleeing gnolls.

Murphy watched Tracey leave, and he looked back at the gnolls lying in front of him, and said:

"I will appoint you as the overseer of the 1st Engineering Team of Translasia as a reward for your 'loyalty,' Tracey is right.

It's uncomfortable. ”

——

"! I've decided, I'm going to be a cavalryman! Just like them! ”

On the battlefield in the dark of night, the excited Happy Stick and his brothers cooperate with Maxim's People's Army to hunt down the fleeing gnolls.

He stared intently at the hussars who had spread out in the darkness and began to carry out the expulsion battle, and he shouted to his brothers:

"This is the perfect career for me! Brothers, we are going to rush a wave! I have a hunch about brushing up the favorability of these NPCs.

No, I'm sure!

We can become hussars, and this may be the third class system that will be opened next! Cool, this kind of invincible charge is the romance of men. ”

"But you said before that slashing ghouls with a sword is a man's romance."

The tiger and leopard rider next to him complained:

"When you see Reedy get the hammer guard, he says that smashing the enemy's head with that thing is a man's romance, and when you see Master Murphy soaring under the night sky, you say that flying is a man's romance.

Brother Bang, how much romance is there in your life? ”

"There's no way, our brother Bang is such a riotous man, he hopes that his life is full of all kinds of romance."

Another brother said with a mending knife:

But even if he chased romance so much, he had not met a woman who knew how to appreciate his romance when he was thirty years old.

Tsk, this has to be said to be a tragedy. ”

"Shut up!"

Happy Stick scolded angrily:

"This war, give me a serious face! And it's not that I don't want to look for it, I just haven't met the right one, shut up! Shut up! I'm going to explain to you that there's a, is it so gossip when playing games?

Fast!

Keep rushing!

Kill all these gnolls!

Brush up our team points and stay first! ”

"Ha, I'm in a hurry, an older single bachelor is in a hurry, I don't say who it is."

(End of chapter)