Chapter 113: The Battle Formation Demonstrates Its Might

Field held the sword, his heart was calm.

Thinking back to the first time he saw a head fall to the ground and blood flowing, Field couldn't adapt for a while.

He had never seen such a bloody scene in his previous life.

But now, the barbarian's head rolled past his feet, and his heart was no longer stirred.

As the saying goes, "A red man is red when he is close to a red man, and a black man is black when he is close to a black man." Field has been influenced by the Loya continent and has become like the Loya continent.

At this moment, Field held the sword in his hand, but the sword was not unsheathed. It was not that Field pretended, but that there was no chance to attack at all.

The 1,000 soldiers of the Glorious Infantry Regiment formed a rock-solid battle formation, and the soldiers were tightly connected.

In just a moment, the barbarian who jumped onto the city wall was killed.

Field was very busy staying behind the infantry battle formation.

The army of Earl Swift and the army of Duke Waterhouse also formed an infantry battle formation. The barbarians were like leeks, and they were harvested in an instant with a wave of the long sword.

Compared with the ease of the three territories, other noble lords used the lives of their soldiers to resist the brutal barbarians.

The outstanding performance of the battle formations of Wilson, Swift and Waterhouse made other nobles in the province of Korsi envious.

Field stood on the wall for a long time, and his sword did not come out of the sheath.

Then, he sat down on the chair behind him and took a sip of honey wine.

"Comfortable~"

At this time, Owen hurried to Field's side to report.

"Master, it's not good!"

Field immediately stood up and looked around. The defense line of the infantry battle formation was as solid as a rock, and there was no sign of being breached.

Then, Field asked: "What's wrong, isn't it fine?"

The hilt of the sword fell on Owen's helmet, making a clanging sound.

"It's not that we are in trouble, but the defense line held by Davis and Rodriguez is in trouble!"

"A large number of barbarians have climbed onto the city wall from that gap!"

Field's eyes sank, and then he looked at the impregnable defense line again.

"Lead the hundred knights of the Holy Helm Knights and reinforce Davis and Rodriguez with me!"

"Yes!"

After a while, Field led the knights of the Holy Helm Knights to the defense line of Davis and Rodriguez.

Baron Davis and Viscount Rodriguez burst into tears.

"Master Field~" Baron Davis called subconsciously.

Field ignored Baron Davis' call, but killed the barbarians who climbed onto the city wall one after another.

Although the Holy Helm Knights were cavalry, they were still battle-hardened soldiers when they dismounted from their warhorses, and they were the elite of the noble army.

Field's joining instantly reduced the pressure on Davis and Rodriguez.

There were more and more corpses of barbarians on the city wall.

At this time, the mobile team led by James also arrived here.

Field and James looked at each other and joined forces to drive away the barbarians.

One knife killed a small Karami, and soon, the barbarians on the defense line of Baron Davis and Viscount Rodriguez disappeared.

"Aren't you stationed on the defense line?"

Field smiled slightly, "Do you think it's necessary?"

James immediately recalled the scene when his army formed a battle formation to resist the barbarians.

Uh~, it's really unnecessary!

The barbarians' attacks are endless, and this is not the time to chat.

James and Field nodded to each other, and then went to support the other nobles in the east.

At this time, Groin, the commander-in-chief of the eastern line of Canswick, was tasting fine wine more leisurely than Field.

"Battle formation is really a good thing, I still underestimated the power of battle formation!"

At this time, the chief of the Nether Tiger Tribe couldn't stand it anymore. His tribal warriors didn't even see the face of the enemy, and they lost their lives for no reason.

"I want to break that tortoise shell!"

Then, the chief of the Nether Tiger summoned the most powerful warriors of the Nether Tiger Tribe.

"Follow me up the city wall and break their tortoise shells!"

"Kill~"

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Chief Nether Tiger climbed up the city wall first.

Groin immediately put down his wine glass and stood up.

"A strong man is coming!"

A burly barbarian climbed up the city wall easily, exuding silver-white fighting spirit.

"Silver Knight!"

Chief Nether Tiger attacked the infantry battle formation without saying a word.

Groin didn't expect the enemy to be so direct, and he didn't react for a while.

The giant axe wrapped in silver-white fighting spirit collided with the infantry battle formation with the force of thunder.

"It's over!"

The elite warriors of the barbarians were also ready, and they rushed forward as soon as the chieftain tore a hole in the infantry battle formation.

Clang~

Chief Nether Tiger's giant axe was rebounded by the infantry battle formation, and the barbarians who followed the chieftain up the city wall were all stunned.

As if they had seen something terrible!

Groin was slightly stunned, then burst into laughter.

"Hahaha~"

The laughter stimulated the nerves of the Dark Tiger Chieftain.

Although the previous attack was not his full strength, it accounted for 70% to 80% of his strength.

But the infantry battle formation composed of knights resisted the attack, and there was no chaos in the battle formation.

The Dark Tiger Chieftain attacked again, with 100% of his strength.

But Groin, who reacted to the team, resisted it. The long sword and the giant axe collided with each other, rubbing out sparks.

The infantry formation was as solid as a rock, and they were not afraid even if they were attacked by the Dark Tiger Chieftain again.

But every resistance would consume the knights' fighting spirit and damage the patterns on the shields.

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