Chapter 1059 Sweeping Thousands of Armies

Earthquake!

Five hundred heavily armored Direhorn launched a charge.

There are two paladins on the back of each direhorn. At this time, they no longer love their mounts and whip their whips hard. The direhorn runs wildly under the pain. The body exploded to the limit, every ten or so heads lined up, forming a long dragon of hundreds of meters, rushing towards the city gate of Hazelek like an overwhelming mountain.

The trolls on the city wall were taken by the aura of the paladin, and they couldn't help being a little shaken, with a look of horror on their faces.

But soon, a series of stern orders sounded, calming down the discipline.

At this time, the chief guards had all rushed out of the forest, and there was no army following them. The trolls on the city wall were relieved to find this situation.

Many troll tongues licked their lips, from apprehension to excitement.

A thousand paladins want to attack Hazelek, they are looking for death. I heard that the Lieyang tribe has a new chief, who is a brainless idiot!

"Hunter ready!"

A tall troll yelled.

He raised his right hand high, locked his eyes on the enemy rushing towards the city gate, and when about one-third of the enemy's front formation rushed into the range, he immediately waved his hand heavily and ordered: "Shoot!"

bang bang bang...

The sound of the bowstring trembling became one piece, and thousands of arrows formed a dense wave of arrows and shot out, covering the enemy's team. At the same time, spears were mixed in the rain of arrows, and thick crossbow guns were fired from the ballista on the city wall, targeting the scorching sun troll who was rushing forward.

He was riding the largest direhorn, tall and burly, holding a battle ax and wearing a thick set of golden armor.

As a sworn enemy for hundreds of years, the Bloodspear trolls would naturally recognize it.

That is the chief of the Lie Sun tribe!

Zurazab's reputation is known to everyone in the Land Abandoned by the Gods. Even in the headhunter tribe, the trolls are in awe of this powerful warrior of the sun. In terms of personal strength alone, Zuzarab is the most powerful warrior in the Land Abandoned by the Gods. For the strong, the Bloodspear tribe often needs two or three "hunter kings" or "war generals" to join forces to fight.

However, this troll is not Zurazab.

More than two months ago, news came out from the Sun Tribe that Zurazab had been overthrown and died in a duel. The troll who killed Zurazab became the new chieftain.

Now it appears to be him.

This troll looks very young, but he can kill Zurazab?

The Bloodspear troll was puzzled. Suddenly, he saw the other party raised his right hand and clenched his fist into a fist, bursting with golden light, and instantly opened a dazzling protective shield to block the charging army.

The next moment.

The rain of arrows, spears and crossbows all shot at the protective shield. The translucent shield was harder than the armor. All kinds of attacks smashed into it and shattered immediately. There were only ripples and slight shaking, but it didn't hurt at all. signs of breakdown.

The troll on the city wall was taken aback, with unbelievable eyes.

"what is that?"

Most trolls are unaware of divine spells.

Even though they believe in Urels, the god of hunting, because the altar has blocked the southern continent, Urels must pay ten times or even dozens of times the divine power if he wants to bestow troll magic, so he will hardly bestow the gods. surgery.

Moreover, the God of Hunting is not good at magic arts. His priesthood is far from the field of magic, and he doesn't master many magic arts. He mainly blesses believers.

Only a handful of the most powerful trolls in the headhunter tribe have ever been blessed by the gods.

The sanctuary aura reminds trolls of loa.

There are several loa gods who can bestow such abilities on believers. Immediately, the Bloodspear trolls couldn't help but exclaimed: "The Lie Sun tribe has taken refuge in the loa?"

"Improbable."

"If they take refuge in Loa, it will be a disgrace to Ingenero!" A troll snorted contemptuously.

Although the troll tribes in the Land Abandoned by the Gods are enemies and are fighting endlessly, they have the same position in dealing with the Loa, firmly believing that the Loa are just a group of false gods.

While cursing, the Bloodspear troll was also a little flustered.

Lokahn, who is responsible for leading the army to guard the city gate, is a "troll warrior", and his status in the headhunter tribe is second only to the "king of hunters".

He is a fanatic of Urels, and his mind is shaking at this moment.

"This is not a blessing from Loa, this is a divine technique!"

"The god of the scorching sun is resurrected?"

When Lokahn was shocked, he did not forget his duty, and shouted: "Go on, shoot with all your strength! Break through their protective shields for me!"

Waves of arrows and spears flew out.

Corsaro stood on the back of the direhorn maintaining the halo of protection, letting the arrows rain from the spears, crackling and hitting the protective cover, the halo of protection shook violently, and the power of the holy light seemed to burst a bank It vented wildly, but it was immediately replenished by the battery.

After several consecutive waves of arrow rain and spear attacks, the halo of protection remained strong.

The paladin was unscathed.

Moreover, the army had rushed to less than 300 meters from the city gate, and the charging speed of the Direhorn reached its peak, splashing a lot of dust.

Three fence defense lines made of sharpened thick logs stood in front of him. Corsaro maintained the aura of protection with one hand, and condensed the "Sword of Dawn" with the other hand to slash forward. The meter-wide sword light cut through the wooden fence, destroyed all the traps behind it, and cleared a wide avenue leading directly to the city gate.

The Sword of Dawn finally slashed at the city gate, and with a bang, countless golden flames erupted from the sword, causing a big explosion.

The city gate was pierced through, and the troll guards guarding the gate were reduced to ashes under this sword.

"ah……"

Dozens of bright flames splashed onto the city wall, instantly igniting some unlucky trolls, and turned into a cloud of ashes amidst the screams.

Direhorn rushed to the city gate without hindrance.

The Bloodspear trolls were in chaos on the city wall, and the halo of protection was crushed in front of them like a giant golden wall, and the orderly rain of arrows was interrupted.

Lokahn didn't care about reorganizing the army, and jumped off the city wall with his giant axe. His timing was ingenious. Corsaro rode the direhorn just as he was about to charge into the city gate. He raised his giant ax high in both hands and swung at Corsaro with all his strength.

Corsaro had sensed this a long time ago, looked up, and blocked the "Light Breaker" battle ax in his hand.

Bang!

Amidst the piercing explosion, Lokahn flew backwards at a faster speed.

But before he hit the ground, his body was cut into two halves, symmetrically cut into two sides from bottom to top. The holy flame of light erupted from the wound, spread to the whole body, and was turned into ashes when it fell to the ground. melted into a liquid.

The "Troll Warlord" of the Holy Order level, died with one blow.

Corsaro killed Lorcahn casually, without stopping a single step, and drove the Direhorn across the city gate, rampaging through the city of Hazelek.

Behind him, the paladins swarmed in.

The city gate fell, and Hazelek was in chaos, but soon the Bloodspear troll stepped forward to block it.

Cortharo's goal was the Hunting Temple on the top of the mountain. He had already known the terrain and route of Hazlek through the eyes and ears of the Stormcast Soldiers.

He himself bolted down the street as an arrow, the Sword of Dawn and the Holy Storm unleashed in turn.

Occasionally make up a Holy Shock.

Any troll enemy standing in front of or approaching, no matter how many or how strong they are, will be killed at the first sight, either burnt to ashes by the Holy Flame of Light, or their corpses trampled into a pulp by the Direhorn. All in all dead.

Behind Corsaro, the paladins were also resisting the enemy's attack.

There are more and more bloodspear trolls, and the stream continues.

However, they miraculously blocked them, and the paladins found that their comrades could always kill the enemy at the most critical moment and save their lives.

These silent members of the Chief Guard, they don't know the power of the Holy Light, but they are powerful, fast, and their reaction is far beyond their own. No matter how many enemies charge up, they will all be chopped into pieces with a wave of their weapons, and they will shoot from a distance. The incoming arrows were also easily blocked.

Occasionally attacks fell on them, causing only minor wounds, which healed quickly.

The paladins were shocked.

But now is not the time to be surprised. They followed the chief and pushed the enemy flatly all the way. Wherever they passed, they left corpses everywhere, and even the buildings were destroyed.

The killing sound in the city of Hazelek was loud. If you look down from the sky, you can see the formation of a thousand paladins, like a golden dragon, winding up the road around the mountain, destroying the enemies along the way, and walking away from the god on the top of the mountain. The temple is getting closer.

After a while.

Corsaro hacked to death two sneak attacking high-ranking stalkers with one axe, and then threw the Sword of Dawn, beheading a high-ranking hunter riding a giant eagle in the sky, including his mount, into a sky full of monsters. blood rain.

Along the way, he couldn't remember how many trolls he had killed.

There are dozens of high-level ranks alone, and three of the so-called "Hunter King" and "Troll Warlord" died under the battle axe, and none of them could withstand their own blows.

Suddenly the eyes are empty.

Corsaro looked around, and he had rushed to the top of the mountain. This was the highest point of Hazelek. The top of the mountain was flattened, and a magnificent temple was built in the middle. The architectural style of the temple is quite different. There are many cruel pictures engraved on the outer walls, revealing a primitive and bloody atmosphere.

Temple of Urels, God of Hunting!

In front of the temple, hundreds of elite trolls and high-ranking trolls formed the temple guards, and their leaders were four holy-rank powerhouses.

Two Hunter Kings, a Troll Warlord, and a Shaman Priest.

Four trolls blocked the way.

Corsaro slowed down the Direhorn, raised his right hand, and the paladins behind him also slowed down, crowding the other side of the temple square.

After charging for so long, the Direhorn was panting heavily.

The two sides faced each other hundreds of steps apart.

Corsaro observed each other. The four holy trolls were obviously headed by the hunter king in the middle. They had undergone eight soul transformations, equivalent to the twenty-fifth level of a human superhuman, and they were very close to the next soul transformation. Their strength strongest.

He is the chief of the Bloodspear tribe, his name is Maguire, and he is also the chief of the Headhunter tribe, and his status is higher than that of the other two tribe chiefs who control the city.

At this moment, Maguire looked solemn.

He is wearing fine leather armor, holding a strong bow and carrying a spear. Behind him are powerful beasts that have followed him for many years. The strongest is a Guraman war bear, which is huge and stands as tall as a house. Smashing huge rocks, with thick skin and thick flesh, has the potential to become a loa.

There is also a Fenglin giant eagle and a lightning leopard, their strength is close to that of the troll warrior.

Except for himself, the strongest remaining of Hazelek came.

But Malkey felt insecure.

The troll warrior, hunter king, and shaman beside him all had nervous expressions, and there was a hint of fear and retreat in their eyes.

They all saw Lokahn's fate.

After Lokarn, there was a Hunter King and a Troll Warlord each, but they all died without exception.

Maguire immediately changed his strategy and sent the most elite high-level trolls to ambush, but in just a quarter of an hour, more than half of the high-level trolls in Hazelek City were killed, and the elite trolls were killed and injured countless times. , but failed to stop the enemy's advance.

Even more frightening is that the enemy was unharmed.

After paying such a high price, he didn't even kill a scorching sun troll.

The upper echelons of the Bloodspear tribe were frightened out of their wits. This scorching sun troll... is stronger than Zurazab!

Even the loa gods didn't have such a terrifying sense of oppression. After hundreds of steps, the aura emitted by the other party made the trolls feel suffocated.

This terrifying power, like the scorching sun, cannot be seen directly.

There was silence in the temple square, only the panting of the Direhorn.

Corsaro glanced around, and finally landed on Maguire, and said softly: "Chief Maguire, the hatred between the Bloodspear tribe and the Scorching Sun tribe, it's time to understand it today."

Maguire exchanged glances with the holy troll beside him.

He took a deep breath and asked, "Chief Corsaro, the Bloodspear tribe is willing to reconcile, but I don't know what price to pay?"

The enemies had all come to the temple of Hazlek, and he was not an opponent at all. For the sake of the lives of hundreds of thousands of people in Hazlek, he had no choice but to surrender. This was the result of an emergency discussion between the four trolls in Maguire. However, the surrender is also conditional, and it is best to keep the hope of revenge.

"It's very simple."

Corsaro made a request, "The Bloodspear tribe must do two things, destroy the hunting temple, and then all convert to the Lord of Radiance."

Maguire's expression changed drastically.

Before he could respond, the shaman beside him said angrily, "Impossible! The Bloodspear tribe has been serving the way of hunting for tens of thousands of years. Even if we die, we will never betray our lord..."

"Then you all go to die."

Corsaro had no intention of negotiating with the other party at all. Before he could finish his sentence, his figure disappeared on the back of the Direhorn, turning into a ray of light, and instantly appeared in front of the four holy trolls facing him. An overwhelming coercion enveloped him. Down, even the air froze.

Maguire's four holy trolls, as well as hundreds of temple guards around them, were unable to move.

"Loa God!"

"This is the power of the loa gods!"

The trolls yelled in their hearts, but it was too late to make any counterattacks. Corsaro raised his battle ax in front of him, and the terrifying power of the holy light erupted, like holding up a dazzling sun and hitting the ground heavily. In an instant, the entire mountaintop shook.

Holy Shock!