On the Seven Towers

At the same time, the battle on the right wing of the battlefield was far less exciting than that on the left wing. Although a considerable number of spirit servants were assigned, and air guns and mortars also caused considerable damage on the way of the enemy's charge, due to the lack of a shocking blow like Anar, Morlet and others were unable to stop Gram and his soldiers from a distance, and had to line up to fight.

Morlet said to Song Hongyang: "We should charge the enemy soon. But... I hope you will command this battle, and I will fight according to your instructions."

"What a joke, you let me, a mid-level, judge how a master should fight against the opponent's master?" Song Hongyang said: "Gabriel asked you to command the masters of this road to fight, after all, your strength is here."

"But..., I was an imperial general a few days ago. They..." Morlet glanced at the spirit servants holding melee weapons behind Song Hongyang. Most of them looked like people from the kingdom or the empire, and many of them were from the army he led. But most people looked at him without any awe.

"Listen. I have trained every soldier here, for a long or short time, but they all understand a basic principle, that is, they must obey orders unconditionally on the battlefield." Song Hongyang interrupted him, "Wang Jiyuan chose Gabriel as the commander-in-chief of the master battle, and Gabriel assigned you to be in charge of this route. In the final analysis, it is because they all believe that the person they choose can be competent for this role and do better than me. Don't you trust yourself?"

Molett said: "No, if it was in the empire, the emperor would not trust someone who had surrendered a few days ago. Although I am a spirit servant, can you Don't we have doubts?"

"The problem is not whether you are a spirit servant or not, nor whether we trust you enough, but that we have enough confidence and confidence. Even if you betray us, it will not cause us a decisive loss." Song Hongyang said, "But we always like to give people opportunities, because otherwise, we can't grow quickly."

"Is that so..."

"Okay, time is running out, seize this opportunity."

"Enough confidence and confidence?" Mollett couldn't help but glance at Gabriel and Xiao Chen floating in the sky not far away. The two seemed to be aware of his gaze and looked at him separately.

Gabriel's gaze was majestic and scrutinizing, while Xiao Chen's gaze was calm and encouraging.

"I understand." Morlett was wearing a helmet, so his expression could not be seen, but his voice became solemn. He raised his left arm and said to the spirit servants who were waiting behind him: "Then... everyone, follow me!"

Molett led more than 40 melee spirit servants to meet the enemy, while the family elite led by the opponent's master Gram, about 20 people, had already rushed out from the beast species team in the rear, obviously wanting to use their own masters to contain the masters of the Chinese Tower and create opportunities for the beast warriors to break through the enemy's position.

The number of blood warriors was less than that of the melee spirit servants led by Morlett, but the elite of these bright lions were generally stronger than the spirit servants.

Gram, who also had the blood of the bright lion, was nearly two heads taller than Morlett when his blood was stimulated. He was radiant and majestic. This group of blood inheritors of the bright lion stabbed at the spirit servants like a spear of light.

In order to conceal his identity, Morlett deliberately gave up his usual spear and held a two-handed long sword. However, as a great swordsman, his two-handed sword skills were also very good, and he could still show his strength. He slashed at Gram and his group who were rushing towards him. His fighting spirit shot out from the tip of the sword, turning into arcs of light, flying towards the enemy.

The arcs of light slashed by Morlett were extremely wide and large, and they kept changing angles as they moved.

Gram felt the power contained in these solitary lights and did not dare to neglect them. He condensed positive energy magic in his claws and quickly slapped the arcs of light.

After his claws came into contact with these arcs of light, he felt a slight shock, and the lights shattered. The shattered light did not dissipate, but turned into smaller solitary lights, attacking Gram's back.

The intensity of these small arcs of light was completely different from the big ones just now. They actually broke through Gram's protective light shield during the scattering and cut several wounds on him.

Gram realized that the large solitary light was not a whole, but was composed of countless small blades of light. His attack did not stop the attack, but made the opponent's attack route mysterious and unpredictable.

It was too late for him to figure it out. Those fine sword lights swept into the opponent's team like snow in winter.

There was a scream behind him. Gram's guards were far inferior to him. Many people were broken by the light blades and injured. Some were even hit in the vitals and died on the spot.

No one expected that Morlett's unexpected attack would narrow the gap between his own soldiers and the opponent, and boost the morale of the spirit warriors behind him.

Mollett was more confident and said, "Remember, fight in groups of three. If you encounter a strong opponent, two people defend and one person harasses, and wait for support from other groups. If you encounter a weak opponent, one person defends and two people kill, and eliminate the opponent as soon as possible to support others. The positive energy of the Light Lion can harm the soul. If you are knocked down or disabled, your soul will hide in the magic body. Don't come out easily."

"Yes!" The responses of the spirit servants obviously became much more positive.

On the opposite side, Gram didn't want to give Morlet the opportunity to use such a move again. He roared an angry lion and leaped towards Morlet. His claws with hot energy collided with Morlet's two-handed sword. The fighting spirit and magic energy burst out with a strong airflow, causing the two to retreat two steps each.

"Who are you? In my memory, there has never been a great swordsman like you. The Kingdom has not, and the Tower of China should not have one!"

Molet under the helmet said nothing, and directly encouraged the fighting spirit and attacked Gram again.

"Humph, a guy who hides his head and shows his tail!" Gram used the positive energy shield to resist the opponent's moves in succession, and then said: "Your actions are covering something, but it still gives me a familiar feeling. People always have some instinctive reactions that cannot be hidden. Take these moves from me and let me see who you are!"