In the face of Elrens's immense strength and the incomparably sharp Phantom Evil Sword, the heavy infantry phalanx was no match at all.

The evil dragon roared in mid-air, and the long sword drew a circle under the sharp turn of his wrist, and immediately cut off several heavy spears pierced out of the phalanx! Elrens continued to move forward without stopping, swinging his sword left and right, slashing several enemies in quick succession, and quickly reaching the opposing commander.

In the face of this black-robed man who was as unstoppable as the god of death, the Eastern Roman generals had long since lost the contempt they had at the beginning. Seeing the soldiers in front of him turn into a rain of blood under the enemy's long sword, he was terrified, but he did not dare to abandon the army and flee.

"Suffer death, evil spirit!!" the Eastern Roman general had no choice but to tense his muscles, gather all his fighting energy, and with a loud shout, wave the weapon in his hand and slash at the incoming enemy. His sword is also a high-level magic equipment, with armor piercing, acceleration, bloodlust and other effect bonuses, at this time, under the urging of his full explosion of fighting energy, it shines with a dazzling light, and the momentum is very terrifying!

"Don't do it!" Elrens sneered and raised his sword to meet him.

Only the sharp metal cutting sound of 'poof' was heard, and the sword in the hands of the Eastern Roman general was completely irresistible. The blade was cut off by Qi Gen, swirled and flew out! He only felt that his whole body was numb from this shock, and his arm could not lift any strength, and the hilt of the sword that was originally held in his hand also fell to the ground with a 'bang'. The Eastern Roman general, who had lost the ability to resist, was so frightened that he wanted to turn around and flee. But where can they escape?

"Want to run, dream!"

Elrens' eyes gleamed with cruelty, and he suddenly reached out and kicked the opponent in the knee. The Eastern Roman general suddenly let out a miserable scream, and the whole person knelt down. The knee was kicked and dented. The bones shattered and barbed out, and blood gushed out like a fountain!

When it was done, the dragon laughed wildly and reached out to grab the opponent's breastplate, and turned to leave. At this time, the two generals beside him saw that the Lord was about to be arrested, and hurriedly roared and swung their swords to save them.

"Look for death!"

The evil dragon shouted angrily and swung his long sword, and then cut one of them in two! The other general couldn't help but hesitate when he saw such a tragic scene. As a result, the weapon was snatched by Elrens's slasher. They were captured along with their lords. The dragon grabbed an enemy general with one hand, laughed wildly and jumped out of the enemy line, and quickly ran back to the small wooden fortress. The Eastern Roman warriors behind him reacted. The enemies stationed around them rushed angrily with their weapons in this direction, trying to slash to death this guy who dared to fight two thousand elites with one man's strength.

At this moment, Dmitry, who had been standing in front of the windowsill of the small fortress, saw the opportunity and hurriedly stretched out his hand to make a strange gesture. The situation outside immediately changed. A large number of Anatonian legion soldiers suddenly appeared in the various tents in the barracks. They had been hiding in the tent just now, and seemed to be so frightened by the Dongluo people that they did not dare to move, but now they were armed with short swords, daggers, small axes and other weapons that they had obtained from nowhere, and instead surrounded the Eastern Roman warriors.

The Eastern Romans, who were under siege, suddenly stopped their advance and gathered nervously to confront the Anatonian legions

At this time, the Eastern Romans numbered about 2,000 warriors, all heavily armoured and well armed. The Anatonian legions that surrounded them were improvised and had no armor on them, and the weapons in their hands were smuggled in by all means. Not only are they short weapons, but the quality is even more uneven. There is no advantage in numbers.

It stands to reason that if such a force and strength ratio really broke out into conflict, the Eastern Roman warriors would definitely win. However, things took a turn for the worse, and they had no idea what was going on with the Anatonian Legion, only that they were surrounded by a heavy siege. In addition, several generals were either killed or captured as soon as they came up, and the Eastern Roman soldiers who lost their command were completely at a loss for a while, and their morale fell to a low point, so they could only huddle into a group and support each other and wait for reinforcements.

On the other hand, Ellens had already jumped back to the small fortress tower and threw the two Eastern Roman generals in his hands to the floor with a thud. Everyone in the room was taken aback by his amazing act of being so brave and unbeatable, going deep into the enemy line alone to capture the opposing general, and they just looked at the evil dragon with a complicated expression, and they didn't know what to say for a while.

After a while, Ellens sneered and said to Ives, "Didn't you say that the Eastern Romans surrounded the camp, and you were powerless to help?

The captain of the air battleship frowned and said: "Your Excellency's courage and strength are outstanding, I have to admire it, but ......"

"Don't talk nonsense!" Ellens interrupted him impatiently, "Now you have two choices, one is to kill this guy and lead the floating fleet to fight against the enemy with us, and the other is to die with this guy!!"

As he spoke, the dragon pointed at the Eastern Roman general, then dropped a snatched dagger on the table in front of Isos. The mortally wounded Eastern Roman general was taken aback, and he knew that his life was now hanging by a thread, but he still shouted and threatened: "Wait, if you dare to kill me, Lord Narcissus and more than 100,000 Nicene legions will not let you go!"

The people in the room ignored his shouts, just staring at the bloody dagger on the table. The face of the captain of the air battle was cloudy, and although he was very dissatisfied with the Eastern Romans, he had been loyal to the commander of the fleet, Polybecon, for many years, and was deeply trusted by them. Ifes was not willing to betray in any way, and he did not think that the rebellion against the Eastern Romans would be the most successful. However, the strength of the black-robed man in front of him was what he had witnessed, and he was not the opponent of the other party anyway, if a conflict broke out between the two sides because of a verbal disagreement, it was difficult to guarantee that this person would not kill the killer!

Faced with a dilemma, the captain of the air battle had no choice but to say in a deep voice: "Is your request too aggressive? We are both Olympians, even if we can't cooperate for our own reasons, we won't be enemies of each other, right? Let me kill this Eastern Roman general with my own hands here, I can't do it, but I can still consider cooperating with you to resist the enemy......

(To be continued......)