Chapter 327 The Unused Backhand
Marquis Faraday was sitting on the makeshift podium.
He is not tall, but he is quite obese. He is three times fatter than the original Vesdon, so that the armor looks like a huge cocoon.
Although he is 36 years old, his face is still full of fat without any wrinkles. His fat fingers like carrots pinched a silk handkerchief to wipe away the sweat on the tip of his nose:
"This Damn the sun, it’s so poisonous”
"Earl Palmer, we can't delay it any longer. If Raven still can't take down the Sighing Wall when he comes back, I'm afraid I will die in the sun."
Earl Palmer, also The one sitting next to him looked completely different from Faraday.
He is only in his early 50s, but he looks as old as 90 years old, with a haggard figure and obvious age spots on his skin-like face.
Her lips were pursed like an old lady's, but she opened her mouth to reveal a pair of white teeth:
"Haha, there is no way, my wolf-faced army is not as good as your 'volcano army' after all. It’s normal to be a little strenuous.”
"But don't worry, there are only about 5,000 defenders in the city. In the past few days, I'm afraid there are less than 3,000..."
"Thank God, you mean, we can get the Wall of Sighs back today?" "Faraday finished wiping his nose and then wiped his forehead. He put the handkerchief in front of his eyes and saw that there was already an eye-catching yellow oil stain.
“Who can say for sure about the war.” Palmer was not satisfied with what he said:
“Speaking of which, since the locust plague last year, I haven’t tasted the angel wine for a long time. Tears are so delicious."
"I hope there is still some food in Sigh High Wall, so I may be able to feast on it soon."
Faraday chuckled:
"If this is the case, then when I capture Raven, I will definitely force him to hand over the formula of Angel Tears, so that Count Palmer will never be short of wine."
Faraday is a marquis and Palmer is an earl. Although their titles are one level different, the size of their fiefdoms, financial resources, and strength are similar, and they cannot be distinguished from each other when they get along.
This time, under the orders of the cabinet and His Highness the Grand Duke, the wall of sighs was taken back and Raven's return path was blocked.
According to the cabinet arrangement, although Faraday has a higher title, Palmer is older and more calm after all, so in principle, Palmer is in charge.
However, Palmer did not use this status to exert pressure. Instead, he and Faraday divided their respective responsibilities from the beginning.
Palmer was responsible for taking down the Wall of Sighs, while Faraday took sole responsibility for destroying Raven.
Of course, both of them also know that war is not a child's play, so they don't really want to help each other.
Sighing that the high wall was only responsible for Palmer, and Faraday's army was not involved, mainly because the width of the city wall was limited, and there were only so many troops that could be invested.
But a considerable number of trebuchets and siege engines were supported by Faraday.
"Raven will return to the Wall of Sighs in at most 7 days." Faraday's words contained a hint of urging:
"The combat power of your wolf-faced army is not bad, but in the end it is still difficult to make a final decision. ”
Palmer is not what he looks like He is so stubborn despite his age:
"Haha, of course, that's why I let 'that person' join today's siege sequence."
"He?" Farah was stunned: "Attack 1 times, 1,000 gold coins.”
“Hope he’s worth his money.”
…
A ghost, a blue ghost, wanders the walls.
He was wearing a blue robe belonging to the Principality of Eivor. Under the robe was armor covered with magic lines, and the armor breathed a palpitating gray mist.
His footsteps are light and silent, and every time he swings the overly long knight sword, a life will be taken away.
The blood of the person he killed would turn into red light and flow down his sword, leaving only a shriveled corpse.
"Huh..." A wisp of gray mist emerged from his face armor, and his cold gaze swept across the soldiers, finally locking on a figure dozens of meters away who was fighting bloody battles.
Lifting the long sword, he slowly approached the target.
Link was unaware of being stared at by this blue ghost.
He was holding a long spear, holding the tail of the gun with one hand and the barrel of the gun with the other. With a strong push, the spear knocked the long knife from the hand of the wolf-faced warrior in front of him, and penetrated his throat with a pop.
Even so, the wolf-faced warrior was still not completely dead. He actually grabbed the spear shaft with one hand and brandished the sword with the other hand, holding it towards Link's throat.
Boom——
A ball of vindictive flames exploded from the tip of the gun, wrapping the wolf-faced warrior in it. A strong burning smell filled the air, completely destroying him. life.
Link drew his gun and watched the wolf-faced warrior in front of him fall to the ground. He used the tip of the gun to open his visor and saw a face that looked like a mummy.
The skin is dry and stiff, not caused by flames; the nose is completely bald, the tip of the nose has disappeared, leaving only two cavities; the teeth are scorched yellow on the receding gums.
"What the hell is this?"
Link's heart became heavier and heavier.
The people of these wolf-faced legions are like this. Their strength and endurance are far stronger than ordinary people, and they seem to be fearless and tireless.
The vitality is very tenacious. Unless their torsos are smashed or their heads are cut off directly, they can still fight for at least 5 minutes even if their hearts are pierced.
It is because of them that the losses of the defenders were so high.
Once these wolf-faced warriors scale the city wall, the defenders of Xuefeng Legion are no match at all, and they may not be able to kill them even at the cost of six or seven lives.
Even if the Eagle Army takes action, if it is slightly negligent, it will suffer losses - the gap in equipment between leather armor and iron armor cannot be bridged by tacit cooperation alone.
What's more, the shooting tower not far away is still throwing feather arrows continuously.
Suddenly, a sound broke through the air. Link was startled and immediately jumped to the side with his legs.
Dong——
A feather arrow wrapped in cyan swift wind passed by the position where Link was standing before and hit the city wall hard. The power of the scattered feather arrow fragments was not reduced at all. In an instant, it sank into the bodies of the two surrounding defenders and was taken away. took their lives.
Link turned around and saw a tall woman on a shooting tower more than 100 meters away, raising the enchanted longbow in her hand provocatively.
A head full of silver hair fluttering in the wind, and his skin is as dark as ink.
That seems to be the legendary drow, the dark elf who has fallen into evil ways.
How come there are drow here! ?
Before he had time to think about it, Link suddenly heard a familiar scream!
“Get away——”
That was Howell’s voice. The long sword in his hand was burning with shining bright fighting spirit, and it was aimed at a blue figure who was walking towards him.
Looking brave and strong, his trembling legs still betrayed Howell's heart.
The blue figure is wrapped in gray fog, as if walking in another world.
Whether the defenders in front of him fought or fled, they could not avoid the fate of being massacred.
Everyone will fall to the ground with just one strike of the sword.
It’s like the god of death walking in the world!
“It’s you!”
Link recognized this man’s identity.
The ace of the Eivor Principality Mercenary Guild, the third-level shadow knight Jozi known as the "Ghost of the Foggy Night"!
His background and origins are unknown, but his methods are ruthless and his worth is high.
Not only is his personal strength outstanding, while wearing the second-level enchanted "Shadow Mist Armor", his sword "Sharp Blood" is a true third-level enchanted weapon!
"Howell, retreat!" Link roared, his body ignited with fire-colored fighting spirit armor, and he headed straight for Jozi with his gun drawn!
But it's too late.
Jozi took a step lightly, raised the sharp blood sword in his hand without any fancy, and handed it forward. At this moment, the blade of the sword was covered with a shadow, as if it had disappeared from the real world!
Howell's eyes were frozen. He had clearly seen Jozi's movements, but his body was as heavy as a lead weight. He wanted to block, but the weapon in his hand did not move at all.
He could only watch as the mist approached his throat!
Buzz——
On Howell's chest, a talisman suddenly lit up, creating a dazzling barrier of light.
This is a magic amulet purchased by Viscount Broca to save his son's life. It can release a second-level magic "Magic Shield" when encountering a fatal attack.
The shield is like a turtle shell, with strands of cyan magic energy intertwined on it.
The mist floated onto the shield and opened a small hole in it. Just as he was about to use all his strength, he suddenly pulled it back, leaving a shadow in mid-air and stabbing him again!
The two swords merged into one and stabbed the hole again without any deviation. The shield suddenly exploded into pieces like dry earth!
Howell felt that his blood was running cold. This is the most basic double thrust in long sword swordsmanship, also called a drawer sword, but he never thought that someone could practice this kind of swordsmanship to such an extent!
It is no less than a combat skill!
But the shield blocked it instantly, and Howell was finally able to lift his sword in front of him to block it.
锃——
With a slight touch, the sword bent to the limit, hitting Howell's chest at an exaggerated angle, and the armor suddenly collapsed as big as a sea bowl. of pits.
Howell was like a rag bag, spitting blood from his mouth and flying back! ! !
It fell to the ground with a thud, not knowing whether it was alive or dead.
"Howell!!!" Link was already blushing.
If Howell dies here, then Sigh Gaoqiang will really fall into the hands of the enemy today!
Without any time to think about it, the spear in Link's hand burst into flames and stabbed Jozi in the face!
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“Good skills!”
Jozi’s originally cold eyes became a little more angry.
He himself is not a person with outstanding talents. He was born as a mercenary with limited resources, so he practiced basic martial arts as well as combat skills.
He also saw the same qualities in Link.
Although this shot came menacingly, Link's legs were firmly planted and the tip of the gun did not shake at all. Both speed and strength could be called perfect.
"Unfortunately, there is only the second level."
Jozi drew his sword again, the sharp blood sword pointing steadily at the blade of Link's spear.
The dark mist enveloped the sharp blood sword, and the surging fighting spirit instantly blew away the flames on the spear. As long as the two intersected, Link's spear would be split in two.
And Link, who has lost his weapon, will no longer be qualified to fight Jozi.
But at this moment, the gun tip that was originally going straight forward suddenly jumped. The gun tip that should have landed directly on the sword edge deflected and went straight towards Jozi's head!
A look of surprise appeared in Qiao Zi’s eyes.
He did not expect that such a powerful and heavy shot could have such a change!
This is Link's plan.
He knew that with the gap in physical strength between the two, even if he used combat skills, he would only be humiliating himself.
If you want to compete with Jozi, you can only focus on reaction, speed, and basic skills!
The efforts of these 7 years finally paid off at this moment.
The tip of the spear passed over the blade and landed suddenly on Jozi's helmet!
The helmet was suddenly wrapped in a layer of shadow. It was the fighting spirit armor belonging to Jozi. It was intertwined with the enchantment of his own Shadow Mist Heavy Armor to form a pair of hard protection.
The flames of fighting spirit rose on the spear, but they could not be dispelled.
Keng——
The spear tip fell on the armor.
Jozi’s eyes changed from shock to horror.
Because he suddenly discovered that Link's power was far beyond his expectation. With only his protective fighting spirit and second-level enchanted armor, he was unable to defend against this powerful blow!
The armor was deformed and twisted at this moment, and a trace of blood mist burst out from the corners of his eyebrows.
At this moment, strands of shadow erupted like steam.
Behind Jozi, a deep curtain like a portal is outlined.
Martial spirit!
The next moment, the martial spirit disintegrated and turned into streaks of gray-black light that rushed back into Qiaozi's body, leaving streaks of black and white light marks on the armor.
The martial soul enters the body and turns into a war mark!
At this moment, Link only felt that he was stabbing not a person, but this wall of sighs!
The tip of the spear instantly shattered, and the feedback force turned the entire spear into debris!
Link's mouth was full of bitterness:
"Level 4!?"
How could it be level 4! ?
When did Jozi break through to the fourth level! ?
Both feet slowly lifted off the ground. Qiaozi’s figure was completely covered by shadows, and his voice rippled out in a dull voice:
“You are already proud of yourself for being able to push me to this level. .”
“I originally wanted to give Eric a surprise on the battlefield.”
Although Jozi tried to pretend to be calm, there was anger in his eyes that could not be concealed. A trace of fear.
If he hadn't opened the battle pattern in time, he might really have fallen into the hands of this second-level extraordinary!
"However, as long as I kill you, it will be the same."
Before he finished speaking, he slowly raised his hand, and a wind composed of a shadow spread, covering the entire city wall. It shrouded it, making the entire city wall dim.
And Jozi’s figure disappeared into nothingness.
Link casually grabbed a long sword on the ground and held it in front of him, a trace of despair rising in his heart.
He knew that the high wall of Sigh would be difficult to hold, but now Howell's life and death were unknown. If he died here, then the backup plan left behind would be completely useless!
There was a sound of wind in his ears, and the sword in Link's hand burst into flames, and he slashed backwards.
Cut the air with one sword.
Jozi's voice sounded behind Link's ears: "Your swordsmanship is far inferior to your spearmanship."
Link turned around and slashed again, but he could only cut into one piece. Air.
"Why are you so anxious now?" Jozi said: "Don't worry, I won't let you see the collapse of the Sigh Wall."
"Before that, I will slowly torture you to death. . ”
Link seemed to have fallen into a desperate situation, constantly drawing his sword and slashing in the direction of the sound, but every time he could only hit the air, and then danced in frustration.
Qiaozi also had the mentality of cat and mouse, and was not in a hurry to kill Link.
There was a sound of flapping wings, and a hippogryph flew over the city and grabbed an unconscious knight on the wall.
It was Howell.
Link looked up and then stopped:
"Come on, you can kill me now."
"You..." Jozi did the same Seeing this scene, I felt something bad in my heart: "What do you mean?"
Link smiled calmly:
"Mercenaries are mercenaries, and they always lack foresight."
Jozi showed up, raised his sword and pointed it at Link, saying one word at a time:
"You said ...What!?”
The funny dances that Link made just now were giving orders to the Eagle Army to rescue Howell.
As long as Howell is alive, the back-up plan prepared in advance may still be activated.
Of course, Link would not tell his true purpose, but he did not mind causing a little trouble for Jozy in the last moments of his life: "Howell is the heir to a viscount, and I am just a knight."
"He is the general guarding the High Wall of Sigh, I am just a helper."< br>
“Even if you kill ten of me, you might as well capture one of him alive.”
“It’s a pity, you have no chance now.”
Jozi gritted his teeth , Link, a mere second-level transcendent, gave him "surprises" twice in a row today!
He forced himself to reveal his true strength, and even let others rescue a truly valuable target in front of him!
The rich shadow fighting spirit spread around him, seeping into the space, and strands of black fighting spirit spurted out from the gaps in the city bricks, condensing into tiny blades:
"Then , just give me..."
Before he finished speaking, a magical light spread out under him.
Qiaozi’s knees weakened and he knelt down suddenly!
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(End of this chapter)