The Three Kingdoms

"Carl, kill him!"

Olveri narrowly escaped death, a sinister light erupted in his eyes, pointed at Ma Chao, and started drinking.

"Kill!" Karl raised his epee and slashed straight down.

"Looking for death!" Ma Chao didn't care who he was, he managed to get in with great difficulty, the person he wanted to kill had to be killed, and since you were in the way, he would kill you first.

Clang, clang! ! ! !

The two horseshoes crisscrossed, and they clashed for more than ten rounds in a row.

"No, this Demon King is too strong!"

Karl was killed by Ma Chao and retreated step by step, his hands holding the epee had burst open, the viscera in his body were shaken by Ma Chao's aura, and blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth.

"Cut!" Ma Chao was furious when he couldn't take down the Roman general after dozens of rounds in a row. His whole body was condensed on the spear, and the spear shot in the lightning, rushing straight like a golden arrow.

puff!

This shot pierced the air, pierced Karl's battle armor, and also pierced his flesh and blood, pierced his body, inserted into the horse he was sitting on from his body, and nailed it to the ground.

Carl.

Commander of the German Legion.

The top ten generals of the Roman Empire were nailed to death on the battlefield by Ma Chao, a fierce general from the East. (To be continued.)

[Chapter 390 of the main text retreats to Syria]

"Oh my God!"

"General Karl is dead?"

"No, how could this be? General Karl is the most valiant god of war in the empire. How could he be beheaded by an oriental demon king? It must be a magical illusion!"

"I don't believe that General Carl died like this, God, it must not be true!"

"God, where are you now? Please send divine punishment to destroy this vile oriental demon king!"

"This Eastern Demon King is really terrifying, I'm afraid we are no match for him!"

"I didn't expect that Karl, our German heroic god of war, is actually no match for this devil king. What should we do now!"

"..."

When Karl and his horse were shot and nailed to the ground by Wu Jun, this bloody and spectacular scene was extremely dazzling under the firelight at night.

This made all the Roman soldiers around feel unbelievable and shocked.

They looked at Ma Chao with horror in their eyes.

At this moment, Ma Chao, in the eyes of the Roman soldiers, was an invincible and unrivaled terrifying devil.

"How can there be such a terrifying Great Demon King among the Eastern Demons!"

At this moment, even Archbishop Alveli, who had always been as steady as Mount Tai, paled a little.

He watched Carl's death in battle, saw the spear piercing through Carl and the cruelty of the horse under Carl's crotch, the blood was flowing backwards all over his body, and he even looked at the blood-stained Ma Chao with a trace of fear in his eyes.

Demon King!

In his heart, Ma Chao is definitely a terrifying demon king.

A terrifying demon king that no human can match.

He originally thought that he had overestimated Ma Chao, but when Karl, a peerless general from a barbarian family, and one of the best war god knights in the Roman Empire, was beheaded by him with a single shot, he knew that he still underestimated the horror of this demon king.

Among the Roman army, who else could stand against him?

he does not know.

He even believed that no one, the most powerful God of War knight in the Roman Empire, could compare with this terrifying Great Demon King when fighting alone.

He didn't pay much attention to the knight Wu Jun's outing of the city to attack him at first.

He believed that as long as he was given a little time to gather all the troops in the camp, he would be able to counter-siege the Wu army and wipe out all these oriental demons in their camp.

But the changes on the battlefield are always unpredictable. First, there was an attack of a magical weapon. He had never heard of such a terrifying weapon. It destroyed the Iron Crossbow Battalion he relied on most, and then killed an invincible Ma Chao. Horror Demon King.

No matter how calm he was and how he strategized, he was a little desperate at this moment.

"God has issued a decree to kill him. If he does not die, our Roman Empire will perish!"

Olvelli stood under the protection of the knight, stared at Ma Chao intently, and suddenly shouted loudly.

The demon king who is already close in front of his eyes will never let him, the chief general of the Roman army, if he is beheaded, the Germanic and Apollon legions will face a breakdown in their morale, and it will be over by then.

Now there is only killing against killing.

"kill!"

"kill!"

The countless knights around Olveri rushed out screaming as if they had taken hormones at this moment.

Knights are loyal to imperial power, but believe in divine power.

Every knight is the most faithful follower of God.

God's will is where their knight's spears are pointed, even if they die in battle.

Click!

Under the bright light of the fire, Ma Chao slowly rode his horse forward, then stretched out his big hand, and directly pulled out the long spear stuck in Karl's chest. The point of the spear was stained with blood, and pointed directly at Archbishop Alvery.

"Whoever blocks me, kill!"

He let out a roar, and the war horse roared loudly, one against ten, charging forward.

"Stop him!"

"Protect the Bishop!"

"Devil King, in the name of the Roman Empire's brave knights, I will duel with you!"

Beside Archbishop Olvelli, these loyal knights who received the divine order went up one by one. They were not the opponents of this terrifying demon king, but they piled up a wall of Taoism with their lives, blocking Ma Chao and Olvelli. between profits.

"Damn it, I'm really not afraid of death!"