Chapter 75 Chaos

In the desolate valley, in the dark night, the surrounding environment was in chaos. Xinyuan waited for the coalition forces that were leading the way to pass by, and then placed the four most powerful mental bombs in the valley on both sides, one on the left and one on the right, with the explosive force just enough to spread to the fragile mountain wall.

In an instant, the mountains collapsed and the ground shook, smoke and dust filled the air, and a large amount of earth and rocks rolled down the surrounding gorge, along with the landslides caused by the mountains, rumbling and rolling down, like a huge wave. The passage in this valley is very wide, so it is abnormal to expect the landslides on both sides to block the valley, but the overwhelming earth and rocks flow is perfect for destroying the enemy's morale and formation.

At this time, the quality of the troops sent to escort the siege equipment was clearly reflected. The troops in Stromgarde were obviously well-trained. Even the lowest-ranking masked servants knew to move closely to the convoy in the middle and quickly form a defensive formation. However, the peasant volunteers had not received any rigorous military training. To be precise, they were not even reserve soldiers. Although they could face the enemy fearlessly under King Arthur's brainwashing, they were instinctively afraid of the irresistible majesty of the collapse of the world in nature, which was difficult to erase.

This situation was like the most skilled hypnotist in the real world. With the help of drugs, he could completely control the mind of the person being treated and almost control that person to do anything. However, he could not touch the fire or jump off a tall building, because his body instinctively knew that this was a very dangerous thing and spontaneously refused.

So in this situation, they ran around in panic, throwing away their weapons and armor and running away. The situation was very chaotic, because the number of farmer volunteers was much greater than the number of rebels in the Stromberg, so under the chaotic impact of their panic and running, even some of the rebel formations that had gathered were dispersed.

Just as the situation in the wide valley gradually calmed down, Xinyuan once again detonated the pre-buried bombs!

On the ridges on both sides of the valley, two seven or eight meter high smoke columns shot up into the sky. In the core of the column was a heart-pounding golden red flame, wrapped in rolling gravel and splashing wood. It looked like a rolling water column stirred up by a cannonball exploding in deep water during a naval battle, full of surging power.

Another violent landslide!

Under Fang Lin's powerful calculation ability. Each bomb of Xinyuan was placed on the weakest points of the mountains on both sides, so that the landslide spread wildly, as if it was a tide rushing over, as if the earth was rolling with rumbling shocks.

This wave of landslides immediately dispersed the rebels who had finally recovered some formations! And Xinyuan buried a total of twelve mental bombs on both sides, all placed in the key positions on both sides of the valley! Such a fierce explosion offensive can last for a full five waves, and each wave will cause strong impact damage to the huge enemy below.

The sound of hooves in the distance was like thunder. Although Duke Allen was seriously injured. But he was definitely not a person who would sit back and wait for death. Once this batch of siege weapons was transported to the city, the already precarious city defense would immediately be in danger of complete collapse! So he had to fight no matter what, even if the hope was slim. He couldn't give up.

In fact, this was also an opportunity for the nightmare space to be inserted. After all, the nightmare space cannot assign a mission that will surely kill the reincarnators. If Fang Lin and his team want to defend the Dilan Fortress, they must stop this siege convoy and destroy it. In terms of the power comparison between the two sides, the power of Fang Lin and his team is indeed indescribably small compared to the overwhelming escort troops. The nightmare space presumed that their chances of completing the mission were too small, so they inserted this cavalry to reduce the difficulty in disguise.

Fang Lin and his team of four took advantage of this chaotic opportunity and disguised themselves as farmer volunteers and mixed into the chaotic battlefield. At this time, almost everyone's attention was focused on the heavy shield giant hammer warrior who rode into the front army. The rebels in front tried hard to gather and integrate the formation to attack the cavalry. But Xinyuan always managed to grasp the critical moment in time and use the huge mudslides generated by the explosion to turn the enemy commander's efforts into nothing.

Morale is a thing that is strong at the first blow, weak at the second, and exhausted at the third. Moreover, how could they gather the troops in such a chaotic situation, when there were friendly troops whose training and morale were in a mess? Several officers of Stromgarde took great pains to gather some of the surrounding troops. However, the mudslide caused by an explosion caused by Xinyuan made them completely desperate!

With the addition of the Fool's Eye, Fang Lin, who originally needed to enter a near-death state to control the plot characters, could now be directly controlled. For example, three of the nine leaders who presided over the task of transporting siege weapons this time could become Fang Lin's prey. Two of these three people were captains among the Farmer Volunteers, and the other was a leader among the masked servants, both of whom had a very high appeal. Fang Lin began to perform mental detection from a distance, observing some targets that needed to be monitored, and with the assistance of the C-type detector. He quickly locked on a target with the highest success rate.

Fang Lin walked through the chaotic sea of ​​people. While shouting in fear, he stumbled over the surrounding peasant volunteers. Then trample them to the ground. Fang Lin's dress was not eye-catching, no different from those peasant volunteers scurrying around like headless flies, but if you look closely, under the protection of Lin Yinxiu, he was like a fish swimming in the water, with ease They moved forward in an arc, and people turned upside down wherever they passed. If you looked down from above, it would be like a high-speed yacht drawing a clear arc of white waves on a calm sea.

One can imagine the fate of those who were knocked over in this chaotic army. If they did not protect their heads and faces in time, they would be trampled to death by countless pairs of feet in almost ten seconds. Everyone has the instinct to survive, not to mention that in the face of death, sheep can turn into lions, and gentlemen can turn into beasts. Those who do not want to be trampled to death after tripping see their companions next to them who are trampled like a ball of flesh. , most of them roared crazily, took out their weapons and danced wildly in the hope of survival! The chaos on the battlefield became even more like a ball of boiled gruel.

Fang Lin had already rushed within thirty meters of the elite masked slave, and he stopped with a gentle smile. Originally, being carried forward in this crowd was something that could not be done on one's own initiative, but when Fang Lin was moving, he seemed to be drifting with the tide, but when he was about to stop, he was like a mainstay rock, no matter how big the waves were, he remained the same!

The cause of such a strange situation was Lin Yinxiu. Her expression remained unchanged. The Sword of Escape that had been upgraded to level 3 was shrunk inside her sleeve, only revealing a bit of cold light green tip. Once something happened, He was as dazed as a headless fly, and the unsuspecting enemies surged into him within three meters. Within the surrounding area, you can see the light green light on the tip of the sword flashing gently, like a charming woman blinking her eyes. Then all the farmers' volunteers who were approaching fell out. There were no wounds on their bodies. They were about to pass. It took a long time for thick blood to slowly flow out from the throat, between the eyebrows, etc.

Under the protection of Lin Yinxiu, Fang Lin smiled gently and calmly, as if he was not on a battlefield full of noise and death, but as leisurely as if he was brewing a pot of new tea and sitting by the river watching the clouds rise. . He slowly raised his left hand and pointed it at the red-eyed elite masked slave who was shouting hoarsely to maintain order!

The elite masked slave was wearing a red and blue jumpsuit. After Fang Lin aimed his left hand at him, his whole body twitched. It seemed that all the tendons and veins on his body were being invisibly affected at the same time. It seemed like it was twitching. He immediately sensed a strong threat, turned his head subconsciously, and his eyes met that deep and strange vertical eye that seemed to hide the vast dark starry sky. Then his mind suddenly went blank, and the subject's consciousness They were all wiped alive!

Fang Lin sighed tiredly. The effort and energy spent on controlling this elite masked slave was several times that of the other summons, and the upper limit of his mental power suddenly dropped by thirty points! But the price was worth it. After Fang Lin took control of the elite mask slave, the first thing he asked him to do was to raise the dagger in his hand and stab a farmer's volunteer soldier who was swarming in front of him!

There was already a hatred between the peasant volunteers under the three heroes and the current rebels in Stromgarde, and it was a very deep one. The two troops were only brought together by a temporary opportunity, and they maintained their hatred during the march. With a distance of more than one meter, the chaotic state of the Farmers' Volunteers also invisibly disrupted the ranks of the Stromgarde rebels. Many people had long held grudges, and what they lacked was a role model who was willing to take the lead. At this time, this prestigious elite masked slave took the lead, and the rest of the rebels followed suit, targeting the mud-legged men in front of them who had always looked down upon them!