Chapter 237 The Crisis Is Approaching, Each Has Its Own...

"Crazy...crazy...they're breaking the rules"

When the rumbling sound came, the faces of several lords changed immediately—and Earl Owen, whose camp was attacked, turned around and left without saying a word. When he was about to mount his horse, he did not forget to turn his head and say coldly: "Everyone! Are you going to watch him break the rules?"

The meaning of this sentence couldn't be more clear: the noble group never wants to see this kind of savage young man appearing...so no matter what interests these lords had before, Suo Deluoer at this time is all enemies standing against them

It is impossible to judge the battle situation in the distance at this time. Although Earl Owen is very anxious, he can only rush towards the camp under the protection of the surrounding knights at this time - he can probably confirm that the crazy scene in front of him was done by Lord Soderol. Yes, but the other party wants to confront him with only sixty people. No matter how you think about it, this is an act of "courting death" that is overseen.

With this thought in mind, he ordered the soldiers around him to move forward quickly, while he held the long sword that hadn't been sheathed for many years, and narrowed his eyes slightly——

"The opportunity for revenge has finally arrived..."

At the same moment, Earl Owen's camp was completely in chaos.

When the cavalry regiment in the distance rushed over, there was no one at the front of the camp who dared to resist head-on—the knights didn’t even have time to mount their horses, and they were not prepared for horse refusal and trenches. Tower and others, but the interior is empty, at this time the total is less than 200 people, not even a single armed knight

Fighting the unprepared with the prepared, there is no suspense in this kind of battle - when Soderol and others rushed into the camp, the entire front line was like a piece of cloth torn by scissors

The team drove straight in without encountering any resistance at all.

"stop them"

"Get on the horse"

"get together"

Earl Owen's subordinate knights yelled in a hurry, and several knights who hurriedly mounted their horses wanted to resist, but after running a few steps without tacit understanding, what greeted them was a half-moon-shaped charge...

Pure crushing, these knights without armor were directly poked into a sieve.

After Suo Deluoer and others rushed into the camp, they began to disperse and charge without any scruples—although the attack range increased a lot, after losing their formation, their momentum seemed to drop a lot, so Soon there were knights who stood still and chased after them, and a frontal battle broke out again.

However, these knights later discovered that...they had no room to resist at all, and were completely "suppressed".

The reason for this situation could not be simpler: After the "Blessing of Power", drinking the "Stone Skin Potion", and with the powerful "Holy Priest" Akasha following behind, the morale of all the scouts at this time is completely at the vertex

The enemy's resistance and attack have no effect at all, the "Stone Skin Potion" is equivalent to allowing them to bring a shield out of thin air-even if they are cut by a sword in the arm, the damage they suffer is only a shallow line the wound...

And the "Holy Shield" that flashes on his body from time to time is even close to the existence of "Little Invincible" on the chaotic battlefield. With such a strong logistical support, plus two bottles of "Intermediate Healing Potion" in his pocket-this kind of The all-round BUF combat method makes them unable to think of any reason to retreat

If you still can't win like this, just jump off the horse and fall to your death as soon as possible

At this moment, only the forty scouts led by Soderol, Ruger, and Carter were actually participating in the battle, and the twenty Templars were all sitting behind Rody on horseback, each holding a hand in his hand. Holding another horse, holding back with the posture of a reserve team.

The dynamics of the entire battlefield were fully grasped by Rody under the monitoring of the "sharp environment". His eyes were cold and he held a short bow in his hand, but he had no intention of shooting an arrow. A heartless war machine.

In two minutes, the charge of Suo Deluoer and others has already caused the morale of three times the number of enemies in the camp to collapse. The soldiers who originally wanted to resist could not bear this pressure and began to flee in large areas.

And the whereabouts of Nata and the others were also quickly interrogated from the prisoners of war. After receiving the news, Rody just nodded, and then moved toward an arrow with no expression on his face—when the sharp whistle sounded, forty scouts Almost immediately turned the horses' heads and began to gather. Ten seconds later, following Rody's silent tactical gesture, the entire team immediately left the devastated camp and charged straight into Kig Town

The iron-like discipline brought unimaginable and terrible efficiency to the entire team, but when the second charge started, the figure of Rody holding a short bow rushed straight to the front...

"This is just the first step...it doesn't end so well."

The deep self-talk was drowned in the sound of rumbling horseshoes, Roddy turned his head slightly, looked at Earl Owen who was coming from a distance with gloomy eyes, and then disappeared in the sand and dust raised by the team when they were galloping...

And two full minutes after the entire team left, Earl Owen, who had just arrived from the north of the town, had just arrived at his "camp" - at this time it was no longer a camp, but should be called a "ruin".

Owen was accompanied by two barons and a guard of about a hundred people. Before coming here, he thought he would see the scene where Soderol and others were trapped in the camp, but the scene in front of him made them jump in a flash. I don't even know what to say...

The collapsed tents, the messy ground, and the soldiers fleeing in all directions. In less than six minutes, the enemy smashed his camp to pieces and walked away—if he hadn't seen those wounded by swords on the ground, The moaning knights and retinues, Earl Owen even thought it was the result of being attacked by a "tornado"

"Gather... Gather everyone, I will tear them into pieces"

Earl Owen, who never showed any expressions of joy or anger, was completely irritated at this time, and even stammered a little. He was clutching the hilt of the sword, his body was trembling slightly, his knuckles were pale—this was the first time in many years that someone challenged his authority in person

In other words, this is no longer a "provocation", it's just slapping him loudly, and finally spitting on his face

"Catch up and shoot, I don't want any prisoners"

The roar resounded through the messy camp, and the two barons beside them rushed towards Rody and the others with their knights and troops without saying a word, while the other lords in the distance also started to move—at this moment , more than 1,200 soldiers from outside the town of Kig are pressing towards the town

It takes at least 20 minutes for the knight to assemble the armor, so all the infantry rushing up at this time, although they are at a disadvantage against the cavalry, but the suppression of twenty times the number can already ignore this problem.

Although shocked by the fighting power of Rody and the others, Earl Owen still firmly believes that these seemingly brave guys are just making the last charge in their lives...

"A mere sixty people dare to be so arrogant..."

Earl Owen no longer concealed his ferocious expression, and loudly issued an order to the knights who had reached the advanced level—"Before evening, I want to see the heads of all of them in the town of Kig."

"Yes, master"

Amidst the neat responses, the muffled sound of houses collapsing could be faintly heard from Kig Town in the distance...

When Earl Owen's camp came under attack, the prisoner escort on the edge of Keig Town had no idea what was happening in the distance.

At this time, the team had just walked out of the town. After leaving the densely built streets, there were many more trees around than before—and this kind of terrain made the village chief Brody, who had never spoken, raised his eyes slightly. His eyes narrowed.

"Nata, do you remember the way you came here?"

The sudden elven language made the guards guarding Brody frown. Naturally, they couldn't understand who the words were speaking to, because Brody kept looking forward.

Nata, who was ten meters away, was fighting hard against the heavy shackles. Hearing these words, she suddenly remembered the details of Brody's failure to cast spells during the entire battle...

"After I cast the spell, you run towards the forest the way you came, and don't look back."

Brody's words were very low, and at the same time, he looked to the left and right—a few soldiers said something like "shut up the old man", stretched out their hands and pushed Brody, who was pushed staggered a step, and then Falling to the ground with hands tied together...

None of the soldiers surrounding Brody helped him.

But Brody didn't seem to care about such treatment at all, he just pulled out a few grass stalks that hadn't completely withered when he reached out and touched the ground.

As an elder who has experienced several wars, Brody's overall view is naturally far stronger than Nata. When he was besieged before, he didn't cast spells because he was very aware of his situation - ten times the number of enemies, even if he cast spells, it would be useless.

So Brody directly chose to hold back. He knew that Rody would definitely not be able to rush to help here at this time, so he was ready to escape here with Nata from the very beginning.

And all the way to the present, all the preparations have been completed, and the embarrassing wrestling at this time is the opportunity to start the plan

"Old bones, stand up for me"

Seeing Brody fall, the soldier next to him reached out and wanted to pick him up roughly, but when he stretched out his hand, a green light flashed in his vision...

"What's this—what the hell?"

Before he finished speaking, the loud noise from the front of the team completely drowned out his subsequent shouts...

Brody ignored the noise around him, the grass stalk he picked up suddenly changed into the size of a dagger in his hand - the rope binding his hands was cut directly, Brody stretched his arms around slowly...