Blood dripped down the edge of the square black stone table, Grand Commander Niposo was holding a scimitar, and his long hair was loose.
"Cough, cough, cough"
The deputy commander leaned against the wall, a layer of light covering the stone house was slowly dissipating.
"How is it possible that you are so strong."
The deputy commander covered his throat with one hand, unstoppable blood leaked from his fingers.
"The glory of the Pernier family? That was how many years ago."
Grand Commander Niposo smiled and said that he was cutting his long hair with the scimitar in his hand. Every time he fought, his hair would grow rapidly, which gave him a headache.
"It's the losers who think about whether the times will change every day. Are you a direct descendant of the Pernier family?"
Wisps of black hair fell to the ground. After Nibso cut his hair short, he patted the stubble on his shoulder.
"Investigate clearly before the mutiny. How can I say that I was also called a demigod decades ago. The last Tsarist of the Pernil family was executed by myself."
After saying that, Grand Commander Niposo flicked the scimitar in his hand, and the scimitar pierced the deputy commander's throat, nailing him to the wall.
The smile on Grand Commander Niboso's face gradually disappeared. He didn't care about the defection of the deputy commander. What he really cared about was the surrounding battlefields. He will die here too. There are too many ways for the Peruvian army to deal with demigods.
At the edge of the Rongsha Fortress battlefield, Su Xiao's troops were blocked by the Peruvian army as soon as they arrived here.
How to say that Su Xiao also has nearly 60,000 soldiers. Although it looks like a motley army, it is also valued by the enemy's commander-in-chief, Spring Iron Sheep.
Spring Iron Sheep did not send too many soldiers, but dispatched an elite force of 20,000 people to prepare to break up this 'motley army'.
The incoming dwarf army, known as the Storm Hammer Legion, is one of the elite in Peru. It has a heavy shield infantry prepared for 20,000 people and is very good at intercepting reinforcements and cavalry.
Boom, boom, boom
The sound of orderly marching came from the front, and the elite dwarf troops were advancing at a not-so-fast speed.
A muffled sound came from behind this dwarf army, and thousands of metal crossbow bolts struck. These metal crossbow bolts are more than five meters long and have a large number of wind holes at the end. Spinning at high speed.
After these metal crossbow bolts drew arcs in midair, they all split apart and turned into a large rain of crossbow bolts flashing with cold light. It is conservatively estimated that the number of crossbow bolts exceeds one hundred thousand.
The war weapons of the Peruvian dwarves are too strong. As far as this aspect is concerned, they are at least several times stronger than Sha Yan. If it weren't for the difference in the gray souls in the soldiers, Sha Yan would not be qualified to fight Peru at all.
All the soldiers under Su Xiao stopped charging, blocked the light shield in their hands, curled up their bodies, and tried to avoid being shot by the metal crossbow.
Boom bang bang
After the dense impact, at least a few hundred of our own soldiers fell down.
"Come on, Jindun, no, the enemy is right ahead!"
A soldier roared angrily, he was almost scared to death by himself, how could he call Jindun at this time, it should be called out of honor.
"Kill!"
As soon as the words "Golden Shield" came out, the soldiers of our own side recalled the words of their commander-in-chief before, "One gold shield will be rewarded for killing one enemy."
Gold coins are a good thing. Soldiers have parents even if they don¡¯t have wives and children. They fight on the front line, not only to defend their homeland, but also want to bring a better life to their wives, children and parents.
"Follow me, kill 1 dwarf, 1 gold shield!"
"kill!"
Under the double blessing of the war lord and gold coins, all our soldiers charged forward, even if there was a rain of crossbow arrows flying from above, they could not stop them at all.
After a series of crashes, our own soldiers collided with the enemy's elite. Since they had no weapons of war, they rushed directly to fight hand-to-hand.
Poof!
Blood splattered, a soldier of his own with an epee in one hand cut a dwarf soldier in two, and he was stunned for a moment. In the past, he needed to hold this epee made by a Peruvian dwarf with both hands. Right now there is no such need at all, it is just right to use the epee as a one-handed sword.
What the soldier didn't realize was that a trace of life force spread along the blood on his sword, and finally sank into his arm.
Perhaps feeling that the arrow wound on his shoulder was no longer painful, the soldier pulled out the crossbow bolt on his shoulder and turned his gaze to a Peruvian dwarf.
Looking at each other, the Peruvian dwarf's heart twitched. He saw a pair of blood-red pupils.It is no longer human beings, but evil spirits on the battlefield.
"Haha, hahaha!"
A soldier covered in blood raised his head and laughed, his pupils were completely blood red. His only thought now was to kill all the living creatures he saw.
The soldier with blood-red eyes turned his head and looked at another soldier of his own nearby. The two looked at each other for a moment, nodded to each other, and then rushed to other nearby enemies with vigorous steps.
At the beginning, the Storm Hammer Legion didn't feel anything strange. As one of the elites in Peru, although they were not the top elites, they were used to winning battles. Facing the enemy's miscellaneous army, they had a sense of looking down, which made them Morale reached 90 points or more.
But about half an hour into the battle, the Storm Hammer Legion felt something was wrong. Their enemies seemed to be crazy, and they didn't care about their own lives. Moreover, as the war continued, the pupils of these people became more blood red, and some of them should be dying. In battle, it is like an undead slaughter army.
Behind the enemy army, in front of a tent.
There are more than a dozen dwarf soldiers guarding the tent, and a sheep's head pattern is printed on the top of the tent. In the Kingdom of Peru, sheep are animals that are forbidden to be slaughtered. Peruvians eat the meat of any animal, but they don't eat lamb. War sheep are partners. Not livestock for slaughter.
Sitting in the tent was a stocky dwarf. He was flipping through the battle report on the table. Judging from the glass of wine in his hand, he was in a good mood. This was Spring Iron Sheep, the general manager of this battlefield. command.
"Old friend, you won't last long."
Spring Iron Sheep picked up the oak cup, drank a big gulp of spirits, and looked at a lame man in the tent with somewhat disdain in his eyes.
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"My old friend will not die in your hands."
The old friend Spring Iron Sheep said was Niposo, the commander-in-chief of the Sand Flame Kingdom. Spring Iron Sheep has fought with him for many years. Although they have never met each other, they have a sense of identity with each other.
"His second-in-command will bring his head."
The lame man in the tent spoke, he was not a Peruvian, but a Sandyan.
"Let's make a bet, if Niboso dies in the hands of his deputy commander-in-chief, this 'Luogang Sword' will belong to you. Don't underestimate him. He was once the sword of the Tsarist Emperor."
"Um?"
The lame man became interested, and after thinking for a moment, he took out a spar from his arms, and a golden light surged inside.
"If I lose, the holy soul of Thunder Sheep will belong to you."
"That `s a deal."
Spring Iron Sheep smiled boldly, and put the Luogang sword in his hand on the table.
The sound of hurried footsteps came, and a dwarf in leather armor rushed into the camp.
"Master Iron Sheep, the battle report of the Storm Hammer Legion."
"So fast? The Storm Hammer always surprises me."
Spring Iron Sheep opened the battle report and saw the bright red words on it, 'Storm Hammer Legion, all destroyed. '
Spring Iron Sheep narrowed his eyes, and after putting down the battle report, he leaned back on his seat and thought. As the commander-in-chief of a local battlefield, Spring Iron Sheep still had this concentration. He was thinking, why Send the Storm Hammer army to deal with a motley army, and the Storm Hammer army was completely wiped out. Could it be that they were attacked by the enemy's beast cavalry?
Just as Spring Iron Sheep was thinking about how the Storm Hammer troops were completely wiped out, a dwarf officer with torn full armor rushed into the camp.
"My lord, help me."
"Speak slowly if you have something to say."
"My lord, an enemy force of more than 50,000 people has attacked our Third Army."
Hearing this sentence, Spring Iron Sheep breathed a sigh of relief. The 50,000-odd enemy army, the Third Army has a full establishment of 120,000, which can completely stop it.
"My lord, the Third Legion is about to be unstoppable."
"What!?"
This time, Spring Iron Sheep is finally not calm. If the third army's defense line is breached, it will be a fart.
"Who is the head of the military guard of the 50,000 people?"
"My lord, the one who led the fifty thousand people was not the chief of the military guard, but the commander-in-chief of Sha Yan."
"The commander-in-chief?"
Spring Iron Sheep was slightly puzzled. The commander-in-chief only brought 50,000 soldiers, which is very rare. He asked, "Have those guys from the nearby theater arrived? Which one are they?"
"It's the commander-in-chief named Kukulin White Night."
"Kukulin White Night? Never heard of this person, oh, yes, this is the Brave Skull tribe."
Spring Iron Sheep frowned even deeper. In his impression, this was a small character who had been escorting the merchants in the Sand Flame Kingdom. He knew this name because of the identity of the other party's Brave Skull tribe.
In fact, Spring Iron Sheep doesn't have to worry about this, because he will soon remember the name firmly, and then hate it extremely
(Remember the website URL: www.hlnovel.com)Merchants, he knew this name because of the identity of the other party's Brave Clan.
In fact, Spring Iron Sheep doesn't have to worry about this, because he will soon remember the name firmly, and then hate it extremely