Lord of the People: My Talent is 100 Million Points Strong

Chapter 722 The battlefield under double moons

On the plain to the west of the ruins of the ancient battlefield, a rather large mixed team of infantry and cavalry, with battle flags fluttering, was marching towards the south.

This is the traditional aristocratic force in this area, the last organized rear infantry regiment, and some of the remaining cavalry that fled in panic from the direction of Kongqing Town after the defeat of the White Knights.

In an inconspicuous position in the center of the team, a noble commander with a look of resentment on his face was cursing: "That damn Lord of Kongqing City actually defeated the White Knight, causing us and other traditional nobles to lose their troops and fall. Such a passive situation!”

This person is the commander of this traditional aristocratic rear legion, Earl Avery, the lord of Roiling Castle.

Because Flowing Castle is close to the mountain fortress on the border, it is on the edge of the traditional aristocratic power, and is the farthest away from Kongqing Town. In addition, Aifuli's strength is not outstanding. He is only at the third level of the peak level and was assigned by the White Knight to do this. The commander of this rear army.

At the beginning of the war, as the commander of the rear legion, or the reserve force, Ai Fuli was extremely frustrated. This undoubtedly meant that the credit for killing the enemy and the benefits of looting would fall on other traditional nobles. On your body!

However, after receiving the news that Birdwin and Anzem of the Pioneer Corps and Vince of the Cavalry Corps were defeated successively.

Ai Fuli, who was the last to set off, felt much better now, thinking that he could finally win a share of the credit and perform well in front of His Royal Highness.

But what he never expected was that before he arrived at Kongqing Town, he would receive news of the complete defeat of the White Knight!

At this point, although Aifuli was eager for success, he also clearly understood that with his small military strength, he would be destined to die, and naturally there was nothing he could do.

Therefore, after gathering the remnants of the cavalry who escaped and some of the remnants who fell into the water, Ai Fuli decisively chose to go home.

"Damn Lord Kongqing City, when I go back to build up my strength, I will make your blood splash on the spot next time! If you provoke traditional nobles like us, you will end up dead!"

Thinking of this, Ai Fuli spat, and a hint of pride appeared on his face.

Before this, he was just an inconspicuous existence among the traditional nobles in this area.

But now, after Badwin in Velen City, Anzem in Zem Town, Vince in Pentium City, Lotto in Songluo City, and Cornel in Rock City have all been defeated, and their lives and deaths are unknown, As the city lord of Flow Castle, he has undoubtedly become a leading figure here!

"Haha, it seems that the traditional nobles in this area who can make contributions to His Highness, the Great Prince, are the only ones who can do it, Lord Aifuli. As long as I go back and recruit new troops in various cities, it won't take long before I can make a comeback. By then, then, then The Lord of Kongqing City must die!"

Just when Avery was feeling smug.

Accompanied by the rapid sound of horse hooves, a messenger stood up and dismounted and reported to others: "Reporting to the commander of the army, a strange army suddenly appeared in front of the road blocking the road, flying the flag of the kingdom's general!"

"What? Why did the Royal Legion appear here?!"

Hearing this, Ai Fuli looked shocked. Although his rear army, plus the remnants of infantry and cavalry collected along the way, had reached a size of nearly 20,000, they were by no means a match for a royal army!

Just when Ai Fuli was in chaos, the messenger said again: "Master of the legion, but the number of the army is only about three brigades, and the armor is not a special painting for the royal family..."

"Oh? Is someone pretending to be a royal army bluff?"

After hearing what the ordering soldier said, Ai Fuli's eyes rolled first, and then a trace of contempt emerged, and he said disdainfully: "How dare three thousand people stop my 20,000-strong army? You are really overestimating your capabilities!"

I saw that Ai Fuli did not hesitate, and then waved his hand and said: "Send the order and prepare for the battle. I want to take a closer look and see who has eaten this giant gentian and dares to block my steps!"

After Afuli finished speaking, this mixed infantry and cavalry army of nearly 20,000 people reacted very quickly. They quickly opened up their formation and were ready to attack.

However, the cavalry units that should have been arranged on the flanks were already exhausted, so they were arranged at the rear of the line as a reserve unit.

Not long after, Ai Fuli, riding on a tall horse, arrived in front of the solemn military formation, surrounded by the lieutenants.

At this time, the big sun had fully risen, and then the early morning sunshine, Avri noticed.

Compared with the nearly 20,000 troops under his command, the opponent's 3,000 men were nothing to mention.

However, the flag of the kingdom's general is indeed flying in the opponent's camp.

It was a roaring black lion, a loyal guard of the Holy Lion. Only the generals of the Eight Kingdoms who were loyal to the royal family were qualified to use this black lion flag.

Seeing this scene, Avery narrowed his eyes and continued to observe.

In addition, next to the black lion flag, there is a flag with a giant ax cutting thorns, which undoubtedly further indicates the identity of the visitor.

"Big Ax General Burt? Wasn't this guy a polished commander when he followed the fifth princess and fled to Kongqing Town in embarrassment?"

Amid doubts, a look of solemnity suddenly appeared on Ai Fuli's face.

Now that the other party is blocking his way regardless of life and death, no matter what the other party's purpose is, as long as he is eliminated, everything will be fine.

"If the opponent is really the giant ax general Bert, then of course it would be the best. This is a good opportunity for me to make meritorious service in front of His Highness the Great Prince."

Thinking of this, Ai Fuli looked back at the black army exuding powerful momentum on his side, and then looked at the sparse battle formation in front of him with weak momentum. His confidence suddenly increased, and he waved his hand directly and said: "Sir Chuanben. With the order, the whole army will press forward and destroy those people who don’t know how to live or die in one go!”

After Ai Fuli finished speaking, the horn sounded urgently, and the army of nearly 20,000 traditional nobles came in a mighty manner, rushing towards the sparse battle formation with only 3,000 people in front.

As for Alfuli, the coach, he would naturally not do something as dangerous as charging into battle himself. Instead, under the protection of the Guards, he looked at everything in front of him with a look of serious satisfaction.

This was simply fat meat delivered to his door. With such a huge disparity, he really couldn't imagine how he could lose!

Directly opposite the traditional nobles, in the sparse battle formation of three thousand people, the person at the front was none other than Lei Xiao's giant ax general Bert.

Beside Bert, there was a burly figure and a slender figure.

At the beginning, Bert was originally assisting in the defense in Kongqing Town together with Ju Bai and other main players in the physics department.

But when the White Knight's defeat was determined, Lei Xiao immediately arranged for Bert to take the next step according to the planned plan.

Needless to say, the specific plan Burt wanted to carry out was to go to the Shanjing Principality with Xiaoya and guide the Moon Wolf Clan soldiers who were already preparing to go here.

At this point, it was very obvious that the two figures next to Bert were Bert's brother, Grand Duke Bolun of Shanjing, and the territorial illusionist Xiaoya. The sparse battle formation of 3,000 people was also composed of soldiers from the Moon Wolf Clan. composition.

"Beren, it's finally time for us to show off our Moon Wolf Clan's combat power."

A look of awe appeared on Bert's old face, and he said sternly: "We will never let the lord down!"

"Don't worry, brother, the first prize this time must belong to us, the Moon Wolf Clan!"

Beside him, the long sword in his hand was shining brightly, and he said to the soldiers of the Moon Wolf Clan behind him who were preparing to attack: "Soldiers of the Shanjing Principality, the time has come to repay the kindness of the lord! I will use my strength to do it. It proves that Shanjing Principality is the sharpest sword under the lord! It will pierce these guys who dare to swing the sword at the lord!"

"Pierce these guys who dare to swing their swords at the lord!"

A ball of flame suddenly appeared in the eyes of the Moon Wolf Clan soldiers, and they said with fighting spirit.

At this point, under the leadership of Bolen, the high-morale Moon Wolf tribe soldiers also roared and charged forward.

On the other side of the battlefield, when the traditional aristocratic soldiers were surging forward, looking at the Moon Wolf Clan soldiers rushing towards them without knowing whether to live or die, a look of awe and disdain appeared on their faces.

Even with the strength of only 3,000 people, they were trying to stop them. It was like a mantis trying to act like a chariot, overestimating its own capabilities!

"Kill all these idiots!"

A series of powerful shouts suddenly erupted from the camp of the traditional noble soldiers, and the sharp and bright sword blades also reflected the biting cold light.

Just when the two armies, whose numbers were obviously disproportionate, were about to confront each other, a sudden change occurred.

The sky, which was already dawn, suddenly became completely dark.

At some point, two bright white full moons with crimson colors already hung above the dark night.

The double full moon night of January has arrived!

Needless to say, this is exactly the sky illusion performed by Xiaoya.

Noticing this sudden change in the sky, before the traditional aristocratic soldiers with murderous expressions could react, the eyes of the Moon Wolf Clan soldiers who were no different from the human race in front of them suddenly turned scarlet.

Immediately afterwards, the shapes of the Moon Wolf Clan soldiers began to change rapidly. While a large amount of black and gray hair grew crazily, sharp fangs and sharp wolf claws also appeared one after another.

Almost in the blink of an eye, three thousand transformed werewolf warriors appeared in front of the traditional aristocratic soldiers who were gradually horrified!

Ouch!

Accompanied by shrill wolf howls, the werewolf warriors with great momentum jumped up one after another and crashed into the camp of the traditional noble soldiers!

Terrified screams suddenly sounded. In front of the sharp claws of the werewolf warriors, the armors of the traditional noble soldiers were torn apart like paper, unable to play any defensive role at all.

A large number of soldiers in the front row had just had time to show their surprise before they were thrown to the ground, causing a burst of blood and dust on the ground.

Even the heavy infantrymen wearing thick and heavy armor were quickly torn apart by the crazy werewolf warriors. The fragile joints of the armor were fiercely torn apart. Then, the sharp wolf claws cut through the flesh and blood, leaving shocking blood lines. .

In front of the extremely fast and powerful werewolf warriors, it was difficult for ordinary weapons to hit. In the panic, even the battle formation just formed by the traditional noble soldiers was quickly torn to pieces, leaving almost no room to fight back. .

It's no wonder that the soldiers of the Moon Wolf tribe who have undergone transformation are at the lowest level of the second level, plus the 3000 sets of third level equipment given by Lei Xiao.

With the blessing of high-level armor, as well as extremely sharp wolf claws and fangs, it is naturally easy to deal with these traditional noble soldiers who are mostly in the first level of strength and wearing first-level equipment.

The most important thing is that facing the devastating and ferocious werewolf warriors, the traditional noble soldiers who were caught off guard also felt great fear in their hearts.

For a moment, the wailing and screaming of the traditional noble soldiers' camp continued, but they were soon overshadowed by the increasingly fierce howls of wolves, making the entire battlefield quickly become one-sided.

"How...how could this happen?!"

Seeing this frightening scene, Ai Fuli, who was watching the battle on a tall horse, rolled his eyes and almost fainted.

He never thought that he would encounter such a terrifying group of murderous gods!

However, before he, who was sweating profusely, could come up with a response plan, another series of screams rang out from the cavalry remnant camp waiting in the rear.

In addition, the two thousand Moon Wolf Clan soldiers who had already been ambushing them rushed into the effective range of the sky illusion.

At this point, under the attack from the front and rear by five thousand Moon Wolf Clan soldiers, the battle situation has been settled.

Not long after, the werewolf warriors rushed in crazily and soon overwhelmed the frightened Ai Fuli and the bodyguards beside him.

"Five thousand transformed Moon Wolf Clan soldiers, coupled with the high-end equipment given by the lord, are enough to rival five ordinary legions, not to mention this weak rear legion plus many remnants?"

In a hidden corner of the battlefield, Burt, who was protecting Xiaoya, snorted and said disdainfully: "You traditional aristocrats who ride on top of people's heads and drink blood, and your minions who pretend to be powerful, should also usher in the final victory. It’s the end.”

In this way, it didn't take long for the last effective force of the traditional nobles in this area to declare their entire army annihilated.

At the same time, the core area of ​​the traditional aristocratic sphere of influence was on the outskirts of Songluo City.

A murderous army, led by a burly man with a rose in his mouth, had already arrived at the city.

"Songluo City? The decadent scene outside the city is really terrible. Let the people in the fief live such a miserable life. This kind of corrupt and cruel noble should have been eliminated long ago."

I saw the burly man with the rose in his mouth, his peaceful eyes suddenly turned sharp, and he waved his hand and said: "Attack! Everything is for our respected lords!"