Chapter 377 Assassination

This is the first tough battle encountered since the Corps went south.

Qiao An looked down at the battlefield from a high position. The troops of the two warring parties lined up against each other along the tortuous river beach. The panorama of the battlefield was clearly displayed in front of his eyes like a chessboard.

Major Vasa and his 300 heavy armored knights have dismounted and fought on foot, forming a strong defensive spear phalanx to block the wave-like attacks of the wolf army.

The Asa hunters were divided into two teams, and they made a roundabout attack from both sides of the spear phalanx. While galloping, they drew their bows and released arrows. Arrows rained down on their heads, forcing the jackals to raise their shields to block.

The heavy cavalry phalanx took advantage of the momentum and advanced forward, and the steel guns shone coldly like a forest. The jackals who had no time to dodge along the way were stabbed into honeycombs one after another, and the river beach was stained red with blood.

Seeing that his side firmly held the initiative on the battlefield, Qiao Anjiu's long-hanging heart finally fell to the ground.

The strength of one's own troops occupies an overwhelming advantage, and Colonel Harrison's impromptu command is also impeccable. According to the current momentum, this battle will definitely end in the defeat of the Jackals.

If Alpha is wise enough, she should blow the horn of retreat now, and rescue her subordinates who are about to be ruthlessly crushed by the "meat grinder" as soon as possible, so as to avoid the doom of annihilating the entire army.

The situation on the battlefield seemed to be settled, and Joan turned around and flew back to his camp.

The shadows cast during the flight aroused the vigilance of Asa hunters, and they all raised their bows to point to the sky.

However, they quickly recognized Joan's transformed Hawkman, and the hostility on their faces was replaced by a smile, and they gave a thumbs up to the black shadow flying over their heads, thanking Joan for sending back the information in time, so that they knew The marching route of the main battle group of the people should be prepared in advance for the attack.

Joan was very pleased with the encouragement from his comrades.

The intelligence that he risked his life to pass back was not in vain, and it could be regarded as laying the foundation for victory for his own troops.

Colonel Harrison's headquarters was set up on a hill about half a mile from the battle zone.

The old colonel was riding his tall black horse, standing on the hill, watching the battle below through the binoculars.

Major Vassar, Major Green, and Magny were all leading the team to kill the enemy at the front. After all, Edmund Harrison was getting old and had to obey his old age. It was more conducive to taking advantage of his experience to take command of the overall situation from the rear.

The colonel was accompanied by four young knights, all of whom were guards arranged for him by Major Vasa.

Major Vassar originally arranged for eight guards to be responsible for the personal safety of Colonel Harrison, but Colonel Harrison himself scoffed at this arrangement, claiming that he did not need a "nanny" and that instead of wasting manpower around him as an old man, it would be better to send them to Go to the front to kill the enemy.

Major Vassar, unable to hold back the stubborn old boss, had to cut the number of guards in half.

Colonel Harrison chose to establish his headquarters on the hill because the view here is wide enough and the distance from the front line is just right, so he doesn't have to worry about being attacked by the enemy.

There are low bushes growing on the steep slopes around the hill, the horses are leisurely chewing on the tender green grass leaves, and the sound of killing on the battlefield has been faintly heard here.

However, in this seemingly peaceful atmosphere, Colonel Harrison suddenly heard the slight and rapid sound of footsteps coming from the grass behind him.

At first, he thought it was an orderly sent by Major Vasa to report the situation on the front line, so he put away his binoculars and glanced back inadvertently.

The strange thing is that there is nothing behind him, and there is no figure of the orderly as he expected.

Colonel Harrison froze for a moment, then looked down at the grass where the footsteps came from.

The tender green grass blades are swaying in the wind, and at first glance everything seems to be normal.

However, after a short time, two footprints emerged one after another, causing the tender grass to sink slightly, as if a pair of invisible feet were walking across the grass.

The strange scene in front of him made Colonel Harrison alert, realizing that an invisible man was approaching him to plot evil.

He didn't care about calling the guards, and grabbed the hilt of the sword and the shield hanging on the side of the saddle with both hands.

At this moment, a sneer from a strange woman came from the bushes, followed by the clang of steel colliding.

Harrison subconsciously looked at the place where the abnormal movement was coming from, and a vague silhouette of a human figure was vaguely emerging out of thin air.

At the same time, three big iron balls full of sharp thorns flew through the air dragging rattling chains, and each hammer was shrouded in a rich bloody brilliance!

Seeing this sinister and dazzling red light, Colonel Harrison immediately recognized that the assassin was swinging the chain hammer while launching a supernatural martial art called "Breaking Good Slash". Hit, will be additionally killed by evil magic power.

"Despicable villain!"

Colonel Harrison, cursing, hastily raised his shield to parry one flyweight, and the long sword in his right hand deflected another.

However, he couldn't dodge the third flying hammer no matter what. He was hit in the chest by the heavy hammer.

Compared with the lethality of the flying hammer itself, the evil magic contained in it poses a greater threat to Colonel Harrison.

This experienced veteran tried to stand up after falling off his horse, but was interrupted by a sudden strong paralysis that hit his whole body, like an old tree that has been cut down, slumped to the ground, My whole body was stiff and I couldn't move.

"Hehehehe..."

In the bushes opposite, the woman's sneer sounded again.

The assassin faded away from his invisibility, and it was a female Gnoll wearing a golden mail armor.

Colonel Harrison's eyes widened, and when he touched the three-headed chain hammer shining dark red in her hand, he immediately realized that this female gnoll was the "Alpha" Joan had mentioned in "Wind News".

When he learned that the "Alpha" who ruled the six wolf man battle groups turned out to be a woman, he was a little dubious, and he didn't expect this woman to be so despicable.

As the Queen of Gnolls, she didn't command the troops to fight in her own position, but instead sneaked into the enemy's rear invisibly and personally assassinated the opponent's commander.

Colonel Harrison, who had fought in all his life, had never encountered such an insidious opponent on the battlefield, and could not help feeling deeply remorse for his negligence.

The four young knights who were ordered to protect Colonel Harrison also lacked experience in dealing with unexpected events, and they never expected that the enemy would send killers to stealthily sneak up to assassinate Colonel Harrison. Come, hurriedly surrounded the old colonel who was lying on the ground, and brightened his sword to prevent the female assassin from approaching.

Alpha sneered and shook his wrist. The Chaos Chain Hammer, like a living three-headed python, dragged the chain and smashed at the guards, forcing them to raise their shields to block.

The impact force from the chain hammer was unstoppable, knocking the two shield-wielding guards standing in the front row to their backs and falling, the steel shields in their hands were torn apart.

Alpha swung the Chaos Chain Hammer with his right hand, touched the storage bag hanging by his waist with his left hand, and a javelin made of fine steel appeared out of thin air in his palm.

The divine power of nature was injected into the javelin through her fingertips, and transformed into countless arcs that hissed and danced like silver snakes.

"Farewell, old man!"

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