Alien Knights

The standard-bearer of the Imperial Guard blew the horn to reorganize the army formation.

The well-trained soldiers covered each other and retreated.

Todd wanted to take advantage of the opportunity of the opponent's retreat and continue to attack, but the remaining gladiators fought on their own, turning a deaf ear to his cries.

"We won! We defeated these regular army of sons of a bitch!" Cotton the "Splitter Giant" raised his severed head in one hand and shouted loudly to the audience.

Listening to the cheers from the stands, Todd counted the dead bodies from the corner of his eye.

Seven of the gladiators died, and there were less than seventy left; sixteen of the Janissaries died, and there were more than eighty left.

Judging from the battle loss ratio, this looks like a victory, but judging from the remaining numbers, the Gladiators are still at a disadvantage.

Moreover, comparing the remaining combat forces of the two sides, most of the soldiers who died in the Imperial Guard were killed by Todd. They were basically the archers, shield guards, and spearmen in the back row.

On the battlefield at this time, there was another person who had the same idea as Todd, and that was the leader of the Plainsmen—"Cunning Fox" Besson.

The hunched man ran to Cotton's side, grabbed his arms, and shook his body vigorously: "Idiot! Open your eyes and see, the army has begun to regroup!"

Under the command of the commander, the Ulster Guards adopted a tight formation. The space between the soldiers was less than a fist. The shield guards stood evenly, the spearmen were close to the shield, and the commander and the remaining archers stayed in the center of the formation.

With a command, the soldiers around the formation erected their shields outward, forming a tight circular shield wall; the soldiers inside the formation erected their shields towards the top of their heads, closing the entire circular shield wall into an upside-down "iron pot".

Just when the others were at a loss and at a loss, Todd recognized the name of this formation in the history of the previous life at a glance - the ancient Roman tortoise shell formation.

Some gladiators' minds were dazzled by the victory that they had just obtained at their fingertips.

The fearless Beidao people, led by the leader Cotton, charged towards the turtle formation.

Todd slammed his sword against the shield and shouted at these stupid teammates, "Come back!"

No one heeded his warning. The Beidao people who were running at high speed bumped into the shield wall of the Janissaries, only to see that the shield wall was only slightly dented, and then pushed the attacker to the enemy like a spring.

Seeing this situation, "Sly Fox" Besen hurriedly led his subordinates to rescue the Beidao people. He commanded the plainsmen under him to form a long defensive line, and while dealing with the spears pierced by the tortoise shell array, he used long-range weapons to kill the enemy.

However, every arrow shot by his archers towards the tortoise formation received only a tinkling sound and did not cause any harm to the enemy. On the contrary, the spearmen of the tortoise formation untied their spears from their backs and threw them at the gladiators with all their strength. These sharp weapons with huge kinetic energy penetrated the fragile wooden shields of the gladiators, causing considerable casualties.

Relying on his brute force, Cotton, the "mountain splitting giant", forced a gap in the tortoise shell formation. Just as he was about to call for his men to attack, he found that most of the Beidao people who attacked with him had already been killed or injured.

A shield struck him in the knee, and a long sword wounded him in the thigh.

Cotton, who fell to the ground with a bang, looked at the spear getting closer in his eyes, and roared angrily, but there was nothing he could do.

At this moment, a hand grabbed his armor and dragged him back on the sand for a few meters, pulling him back from the brink of death.

Cotton looked back, and Todd was using his shield to block the attack on the two while raising the sand on the ground, confusing the enemy's sight.

After dragging the North Islander who only had strength in his head to a safe place, Todd squatted down, looked directly at him, and shouted, "Get your people back!"

"Why did you order me..."

Before Cotton's protest was over, Todd broke an iron sword on the ground into two pieces in front of him, and raised the volume by another three points: "I said it! Tell me to withdraw all your people!"

Facing the tortoise shell formation of the Ulster people, the gladiators' offensive was repulsed, leaving twenty corpses at the same time. As for the imperial guards, except for four people who were slightly injured, there was basically no loss in combat power.

The surviving gladiators withdrew to the edge of the field, established a weak line of defense, and struggled to hold on, only one step away from defeat.

After simply bandaging the wound with cloth strips, "Cunning Fox" Besen spat on the ground: "Look at this posture, these people are going to drive us all to death!"

Cotton looked at the clansmen lying in disorder in the distance, his eyes were red and his beard was shaking.

Todd observed the surrounding environment, thinking about all possible factors on the battlefield.

"Cunning Fox" Besson's face was gloomy, and he said discouragedly: "This formation covered with shields can't be broken at all, it can't be defeated at all!"

"There is nothing invincible in the world, and everything has its shortcomings." Todd looked at the winch next to the gate, and said thoughtfully: "I have an idea."

On the viewing platform, Conchi Erb, with a relaxed face, took a sip of red wine and swallowed slowly, and said with a big smile, "Hahaha! I was really shocked just now!"

Foggal, who was standing beside him, saw the opportunity and complimented him: "There is a saying that sometimes a chicken can fly higher than an eagle, but it can never soar in the sky like the latter."

Seeing the boastful king and minister, Queen Maeve said angrily, "The gladiatorial fight is not over yet."

Conchi Urber smiled and waved his hands: "It's already been hit for this part, can there be any miracles?"

After saying this, the king lowered his head and said in words that only he could hear: "It seems that that thing is not going to be used..."

"Look!" Queen Maeve exclaimed suddenly, attracting the attention of others.

On the battlefield, other gladiators huddled in the corner, moving their backs against the wall while resisting the attack of the tortoise formation, but one of them broke away from the team and ran in the opposite direction.

Conchierb put his hands on the railing of the stands, the smile on his face slowly disappeared, and he whispered, "It's that Boyle..."

Todd jumped out of the gladiator's shield wall, avoided the arrows and javelins that were shot at him, and ran all the way along the base of the wall. Contrary to everyone's expectations, his destination was actually the winch frame for raising and lowering the gate.

Before coming to the winch, Todd swung the huge ax in his hand and slashed towards the iron chain on the winch.

Sparks splashed, iron filings flew, and the sound was so loud that the entire venue could hear it.

"What the hell is that bastard trying to do?!" Conchiub stood up and shouted hysterically.

Queen Maeve's eyes were shining with stars: "I don't know, but what he will do next must be very interesting."

With the help of the power-enhancing ability, Todd cut off two links and successfully removed the iron chain from the winch.

Hanging the iron chain on his body, Todd ran towards both sides of the battle at full speed, while shouting: "Cotton!"

Holding the shield in both hands, the "Cracking Mountain Giant" ran out from the gladiators and looked at Todd who was running towards him and getting closer.

The latter estimated the distance, untied the iron chains on his body, and threw one of them towards Cotton.

The "Splitting Mountain Giant" grabbed one end of the iron chain, let out a roar, and began to run.

He and Todd, one clockwise and the other counterclockwise, ran around the center of Ulster's tortoise shell formation, and the iron chains were also tightly tied to the shield, binding all the soldiers in the entire battle formation together.

One person has the supernatural power of strength, and the other person is born with brute force, and the two of them pull hard one after the other. The iron chain tightened in an instant, binding the entire tortoise shell formation firmly, and the fortress built by the shields was suddenly shrunk by the force from the iron chain.

The soldiers in the formation were face to face, back to back, and it was extremely difficult to even raise their arms, let alone launch a counterattack.

Todd tightly held the chain in his hand, and shouted at the gladiators not far away: "It's now!"

Facing such a group of lambs waiting to be slaughtered that were tied together and could not move, the gladiators were like a group of tigers descending the mountain, launching a unilateral massacre without any suspense.

Ten minutes later, there were less than ten people standing alive on the battlefield.

Earth-shattering cheers and praise came from the auditorium, the sound was deafening, as if it was about to open up the entire arena.

Queen Maeve stood by the railing, smiling and applauding the survivors, but her eyes were only fixed on one of them, and she couldn't calm down for a long time.

"Give them freedom! Give them freedom!"

At first, it was just a small voice, but later, the voice came from every mouth in the auditorium, and gradually gathered into an ocean.