Chapter 1690 Grassland Fight
Putting on the heavy swordsman's armor and carrying the black saber, Tang Zhen felt like a moving metal can.
Although the defensiveness has been greatly increased, the flexibility has been weakened. It can only be said that everything is difficult to be perfect.
Tang Zhen didn't care either. With the heavy armor on him, he could charge into the battle. Without the heavy armor, he could also kill the enemy in a guerrilla attack.
This city is very large. Tang Zhen and Tietou fought all the way and finally reached the city lord's palace in the center.
It's just that when I was killing those soldiers, I didn't feel the increase in strength, and I didn't know why.
Some trialists have already arrived first, and the spacious and gorgeous city lord's mansion is now littered with corpses.
Among the corpses were soldiers wearing armor, as well as unarmed ordinary people, who were slaughtered without distinction.
The moment Tang Zhen and Tietou entered the city lord's mansion, a reminder came to their ears.
“The second level is over, please look for the war horses, arrive at the battlefield three hundred miles away, and fight to the death with local reinforcements!”
It's still a battle, but this time it's a horse-riding battle. I don't know what to say?
Tang Zhen pondered for a moment and said to Tietou: "Don't rush to the battlefield. Since we are fighting on horseback, our heavy armor is probably not good enough and the war horses cannot bear it at all.
We Change to a suitable set of armor first, and then bring enough supplies to avoid any accidents."
Tietou nodded and obeyed Tang Zhen.
The two began to search in the city lord's mansion. After staying for half an hour, they gathered the necessary supplies and then walked towards the location where the war horses were stored.
At this time, the horse farm is already full of people. Because there are so many horses, you only need to find one at random.
The armors the two of them are wearing now should be standard equipment for generals. They look very heroic.
Stop on the horse, flick the reins lightly, and gallop out in the designated direction.
On the smooth official road, smoke and dust were billowing everywhere. The fully armed trialists were like a long black dragon, rushing straight to the battlefield.
After a siege battle, the number of trialists still exceeds 10,000. It seems that there are many, but in fact, more people have been eliminated.
What is certain is that as the trial levels continue to be refreshed, the trials will become more and more difficult. By then, the tens of thousands of trialists will probably be less than one percent.
This is a matter of course, but Tang Zhen has some doubts in his heart. Will he continue to kill like this?
If the trial of fate was just that, it would be too simple.
Although they were thinking about something, they did not delay their journey. The two of them were mixed in the team of trialists, and they were getting closer and closer to their destination.
After resting the horses several times along the way, the trialists continued on their way and finally arrived at a grassland designated as the battlefield.
As time passed, all the tens of thousands of trialists had arrived, and now they were all sitting on their horses, looking at the end of the distance.
If there is an enemy, it must appear from that direction.
Tang Zhen sat on his war horse, looking at the desolate scenery around him, while Tietou wiped the sword in his hand over and over again.
This long and heavy sword was originally a weapon used by infantry. It is advanced in rows on the battlefield, like a meat grinder. It can be said to be invincible.
But in the hands of Tang Zhen and other trialists, it turned into a one-handed weapon, as if its original weight had disappeared.
At this time, the combat power of the trialists has greatly increased, and the leaders such as Tang Zhen are not far behind the formal monks.
"Tietou, if you are unfortunately eliminated, you can go to this place to find me."
When Tang Zhen was talking, he threw out a wooden sign with a line of words engraved on it, exactly The location of the inn where he lives.
Tietou took it over and took a look at it, then nodded, his eyes very calm.
He saw that Tang Zhen was not a mortal. If he lost the qualification to compete for the Son of Destiny, it would be a good thing to have someone to follow him.
The conversation between the two was brief, and then they fell into silence.
Not only the two of them were like this, but the tens of thousands of knights in the camp were also eerily quiet, with only the cold wind blowing through their ears, blowing their shirts and making a hunting sound.
The sky is gloomy, the temperature seems to be starting to drop, and the vague murderous aura is slowly gathering.
There was a slight vibration in the ground under my feet, and the frequency became louder and louder. Finally, it made a "boom" sound like thunder.
At the end of the grassland, a black line emerged, and countless cavalry were slowly approaching, sweeping in like a wave.
The enemy did not charge, and the war horses simply could not bear the distance of several thousand meters.
Tang Zhen lightly kicked his war horse and slowly advanced with the camp of the trialists. As the Lord of the Building City, this was the first time for him to participate in such a group battle. At this time, I am not the commander, so I can only choose to adapt to changes and ensure my own safety as much as possible. Otherwise, if I am not careful, I will be eliminated.
On the huge battlefield, the two sides kept getting closer. Later, Tang Zhen could even see the expressions on the enemy's faces.
Tang Zhen turned to look at the iron head beside him. He smiled and said "take care", then pulled down the metal mask and looked straight ahead with his cold eyes.
At this time, Tang Zhen's blood was boiling.
“Kill!”
In the opposite camp, war drums sounded at the same time, and countless knights urged their horses at the same time, rushing towards them like an overwhelming force.
“Kill!”
The testers shouted at the same time and charged forward without fear. Even though the number of enemies was ten times their own, no one retreated in fear.
If you fight, you will live, if you retreat, you will die. The tester has no choice.
The two torrents of flesh and blood collided in an instant. The sound of swords clashing and flesh tearing resounded through the sky. The originally empty ground was instantly covered with the corpses of knights and horses.
The sword was broken, the armor was pierced, and the blood had dyed the grassland red. The moans of the dying became the most common sound on the battlefield.
Tang Zhen waved the sword in his hand and just kept sprinting forward. Even if there was an iron wall in front of him, he would still run into it.
If there was any hesitation, he would be hit by the tester behind him, and then lie down under the hooves of the charging horse.
At this moment, Tang Zhen felt like he was a part of a huge war machine, and everything was done involuntarily.
Waving the sword in his hand numbly, Tang Zhen didn't know how many people he had killed, and he also didn't know how many knives he had received.
He only felt a ball of fire in his body, which seemed to be burning at any time, making him want to look up to the sky and scream.
"Ah!"
Swinging his knife to split the spear that was coming towards him, Tang Zhen let out a fierce roar, and his body suddenly flew off the saddle and fell directly onto the horseback of the enemy on the opposite side.
"Die!"
While yelling, Tang Zhen grabbed the opponent's helmet and twisted it violently. There was a crisp "click" sound, and the knight rolled off the horse. On the ground.
Several enemies nearby swung their swords at them at the same time. Tang Zhen laughed wildly and picked up the spear on his horse, slashing and stabbing all around, killing the enemies one after another.
I don’t know how long he has been killed, but he has completely turned into a bloody man. There are more and more enemies around him, but the figures of the trialists are getting less and less.
The red-eyed Tang Zhen was shocked, and his boiling blood slowly cooled down. He realized that if he continued to kill like this, sooner or later he would die among the rebels.
"Tietou?"
Tang Zhen shouted, but got no response, which made his heart feel cold.
After casually killing two more enemies, Tang Zhen jumped on the stolen war horse and rushed directly towards the weakest point.
He could no longer hesitate and had to fight his way out of the encirclement, otherwise he would be destined to miss this trial.
After charging a hundred meters away in one breath, Tang Zhen suddenly saw a figure gathering with more than a dozen trialists, struggling to resist the attacks of the surrounding enemies.
"Iron Head!"
Tang Zhen roared and knocked the two enemies on the ground to the ground. The other enemies hesitated and did not dare to step forward.
“It’s me!”
Hearing Tang Zhen’s cry, Tietou ripped off his helmet and laughed at him.
“The situation is not right, let’s retreat immediately!”
Upon hearing Tang Zhen's greeting, Tietou didn't hesitate at all. He waved his saber and killed himself out of the enemy's siege.
“Let’s go!”
Tang Zhen slapped the horse hard, and the two looked at each other and headed towards the edge of the battlefield.
Thanks to: "Master of Xiaoyao Pavilion" and "What Eve" for the reward, and thanks to book friends for their collection and recommendation!
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