Take Taobao with you to another world

The foreigner stepped back dangerously, and was extremely lucky to avoid the sharp blow. He looked up at the count again, his face full of shock and anger, and the attendants next to him rushed up and pressed him down. He was tied up with hemp rope and dragged up before he said a word: "You will regret it."

A few slaps knocked out his voice, and he turned his head and bared a tooth.The count sneered, "Go to hell, heretic."

He raised his hand and raised his chin lightly.

On the battlefield where the sun was setting in the west, this foreigner with a bruised cheek was pushed to the front of the battle. The executioner holding the knife and another servant pressed his shoulder vigorously, but they still couldn't let his other leg go. Kneel down, so they smashed his knee with a hammer--with a hammerhead that the Gentiles themselves forged.

The prisoner fell down screaming, and was grabbed by his hair again. The wind sent his wailing far away, but the foreigner quickly bit his tongue, and his single clothes were soaked in sweat quickly. Even though his facial features were distorted by pain, he just twitched and moaned, refusing to make any more miserable appearances.In normal times, this integrity should be appreciated, but here he doesn't get much respect. What other people really expect to see is this foreigner crying bitterly, begging for mercy, and doing many despicable actions in order to survive—— Only in this way can we reduce the horror that some metal monsters on the opposite side bring to people's hearts.

The servant pulled the rope to straighten the pagan's half body. He struggled to raise his head. The executioner then let go of his hair and raised the knife to make a trial cut.In the army formation dozens of steps away, behind Rulin's spear, the earl was sitting on a steed, his whole body in armor made him look majestic and heroic, like a god of war, he held a long sword, pointed at the opposite side, and shouted like a bell under the spell blessing : "This is our enemy, a demon that invades the world! Even if we risk the last human life, we must drive them out of our land! Let us see what color the blood of these monsters is—"

The setting sun illuminates the tip of the knife and the blurred faces, dragging out a forest of shadows on the ground. The earl looks forward with a gesture of contempt, ready to appreciate a clean and sharp knife light, waiting for a gushing hot spring of blood, reflected in the bright sunset Looking into his pupils, the picture imprinted in his eyes is——

It was the executioner's head that burst open like a shattered jug.

The crisp sound of the explosion spread in the wind, and after a moment of stillness, only the corpse with its neck attached was left slumped down.

Horrified cries surged like waves, and the attack came without warning and so brutally, even though many people heard the strange sound like a chestnut exploding in the fire, they didn't understand what happened at all; When they landed, the servants on the side of the Gentile opened their mouths and stared, turned and fled, and just as they stepped forward, ghostly attacks came in no particular order, smashing their heads equally brutally in an instant; in the front row of the army, they witnessed The soldiers with their brains splashed all retreated involuntarily. The knights who supervised the battle held their whips in their hands and looked around in a panic. Who?! Who is it!!"

The horse's hooves knocked on the ground uneasily, the earl suddenly turned his head, his pupils narrowed—in another wave of exclamation, a battle-supervising knight in front of the formation suddenly fell back, and something hit the dazed face from the front, But the small hole drilled between the nasal bones, which was not even as big as the little finger, caused the back half of his head to fly out completely, shattered bones, slurry and blood splashed everywhere, knocking on the wooden shield, armor and blood like a torrential rain. People's faces and bodies caused another commotion.

A drop of turbid liquid flew extremely far and even landed on the back of the earl's hand. Before he could feel disgusted by the cool touch, the alarm bell was already ringing in his ears. At this time, the accompanying mages had just started their detection spells, like waste, earl With wide eyes, he shouted "Guards! Guards!!" Pulling the reins, the divine horse under the seat raised its head and hooves, screaming and standing half up——

A gust of wind blew in front of them, and a force gave them a gentle push.

In the distance, on the opposite position, a young man with long braids put his shoulders against the butt of his gun, his black eyes were as cold as iron.

"Do not--!!!"

The metal that pierced the craniofacial bone tumbling turned all the soft tissue into a paste, and the earl and his beloved horse fell down together.

The bodyguard spell shimmered and enveloped the count, and he fell heavily to the ground, one of his legs was pressed down by the horse's weight as heavy as iron, and the guards rushed over as if waking up from a dream, and hurriedly pulled him from death. The earl was dragged out from under the horse, cursing, cursing, struggling to raise his head, all kinds of voices filled his ears, his terrified eyes looked beyond those swaying faces, reflecting the sky, and did not know when under the clear sky The flagpole was broken down in the middle, leaving only the wooden veneer.

"count!"

"Your Mightiness!"

"The Earl was hit!!"

The chaotic shouts covered up the gunshots. In a place that seemed to be forgotten by people, the foreigner captive twisted and arched his body, trying to turn his shoulders against the ground. A few crushed corpses lay beside him, the grass roots were wet with blood, and the grass roots were stained with blood. Half of his face was red, he panted heavily, blinked his eyes desperately, looked up and watched the flag fall headlong, and then he uttered ha, ha, ha and made a hoarse mockery.

With the fall of the flag, countless screams clung together, and the panic spread like fire through the sound. The horror brought by blood and death has not yet passed, and the attack of the coach further stimulated the floating hearts. The army formation, which could be regarded as straight, had waves, missing teeth, and became uneven. Some people cowered into groups, some turned around and tried to escape, and some were at a loss. Only a few loyal officers waved their weapons and skins. The whip desperately maintained order, and soon the flagpole, which was shortened by a section, was erected again, and the sound amplification technique spread the roar to the entire army.

"The count is safe and sound!"

"Despicable sneak attack!"

The panicked hearts were not completely appeased, but the reaction of the Chinese army was fast enough. At least no one really fled the camp. New mounts were brought over, and the guards helped the earl up again. Layers of guards were put on him, and outside the human wall composed of guards, the supervising knights reorganized their team in fear, guarding against the evil magic attack.

The sniping did not continue.While they were doing all this, the enemy on the opposite side was almost silent.Until someone finally remembered some damned foreigner who was lying among the miserable corpses, still panting, and grinning at those who hesitated to drag him, showing his blood-stained teeth.

The footsteps of those who were ordered to come hesitated.

They didn't hesitate too long, because on the other side of the battlefield, the monsters of the Gentiles finally started to move.

The ground trembled under their footsteps, the roar from hell rose, the metal spur wheels dragged all the way, the dust was broken, and the golden smoke and dust surged and transpired, like billowing flames wrapped around those ferocious bodies that rushed forward, like demon gods——

What kind of monsters are these!

The oncoming inhuman terror impacted the already shaken army formation, gasps one after another, the soldiers trembled and retreated slowly, the earl's hands were trembling, his face under the visor twitched, he stared at the monsters like nightmares , Touched twice before he could touch the hilt of the sword, "Fix the formation! Form the formation! Take up the shield!!" He turned his head and yelled, giving orders in a hoarse voice. Amid the earl's roar, the army formation made waves again.This fierce army of famous lords is indeed different from the general mob. After repeated blows, it can still restore order. Amidst the sound of footsteps, a thick layer of iron-inlaid wooden shields stood in front of the formation, and another layer of thick shields was thrown away. Khan put his hands on it; behind the trembling shield soldiers, the spearmen lowered their bodies; Arrows in hand; while the horses neighed, heavily armed cavalry filed out from the side of the formation, split into two streams and bypassed the frontal battlefield, facing the roaring monsters and outflanking them - only a few 200 people were guarding the monsters Behind them, they stand wide apart from each other, looking like they could easily break into loose sand.

The servant put the Gentile on his shoulders and dragged him back as he passed the earl's guard circle. The two met their eyes again. The Earl's face was hidden under the armor, and the Gentile raised his face slightly to see His eyes were astonishingly bright, and there were still traces of pain on his face, but the pain seemed to be mixed with the texture of schadenfreude, and the count quickly turned his head away.He did not issue a second order to kill.

The foreigner covered in blood and soil was thrown among the former nobles of Marcy City. He had a leg crippled and was tied up like a worm. It was a good time for revenge, but no one touched him. They used hatred She looked at him with eyes, but avoided him like the plague.

The Gentile lay on the ground and said to those who were closest to him, "It's a good thing you didn't bring Atolia."

Lord Robert looked at him with lifeless eyes, his back bent, as if the fanaticism in the eyes and movements of the Lord just a moment ago had receded.

"This is not the kind of war a child should see..." Gentile whispered, whether anyone heard or not.

The sound of galloping hoofs against the roar of the machinery, a full 500 cavalry rushed across the outer edge of the battlefield like a strong wind, the Gentiles should not be blind, but their alchemy monsters neither changed direction nor changed speed, they were out of shape The infantry followed at a trot, bowing their waists slightly, their weapons resting high on their shoulders, pointing obliquely at the ground, and ran more and more scattered.The army of the nobles was as silent as a reef, and the spears protruding from the shield formation slowly pressed down, preparing for this round of unprecedented impact.When the distance was close enough that both sides could clearly see the emblems on the shields and the hair color of the humans in the metal monsters, hundreds of long arrows flew into the sky from the rear of the nobles, another round, another round, back and forth. Connecting, densely throwing towards those monsters.

Fear and smoke caused some mistakes in the attack. Half of the first round of arrows pierced the ground, and the second round that followed was visibly bounced off by the hard and abnormal bodies of those alchemy monsters. The last round of arrows Part of it fell among the monsters and their followers, and they seemed to have some effect, and the warriors of the Gentiles stopped and raised their arms.

The metal monsters are still on the move.The cavalry on both sides of the field passed them far and circled to their rear.

The closer the distance, the more frightening they felt. The roar from the ground made people vomit and tremble uncontrollably. They didn't know why they came to this battlefield. Facing such alien objects and unknown forces, they desperately prayed to the gods , using nails to draw exorcism spells on shields, weapons and body over and over again, just for a little bit of peace of mind that is as thin as foam.The Earl sat on his horse with his back straight, his chest more erect than before, and his majesty was as stable as a mountain. The flag fluttered above his head, and no one could see the anxious wrinkles under his mask-the heretic's eyes made him uneasy. Ning, it is clear that his army has maintained order, his orders have not been questioned, and all tactics have been followed correctly; in the face of such a predicament, his arrangement is the most secure, without those steel monsters, the difference in numbers is so large The outcome of such a big battle is doomed; even with these steel monsters, on such an open battlefield, under such dry and sunny weather, with the two sides facing each other head-on, his strategy should be completely correct.

What on earth are those demonic pagans relying on to make them so insane?

Even though the count tried his best to show calmness and stability, anxiety still shrouded the heads of everyone like stagnant heat. In the silent anxiety, the knights held their weapons tightly, and the mages pinched their spells. Their sweat was steaming, their lips were tightly closed, and even one loudly belittled the enemy. None of the flatterers.The count's eyes rolled, his palms were sweaty, my God... my God!These are his most reliable fighters and courtiers!In the past, no enemy has ever been able to force them here. Even if an arrow is shot in the thigh, even if their ears are cut off, they can use it as a meritorious service to ask for a reward from the count!

The count opened his mouth to say some words to boost morale, but what he said was to ask the mage to check their protective spells again. His strongest mage comforted him: "Your Excellency, don't worry..." As soon as the words fell, a light curtain Down from above their heads, the spell was activated.

The count turned his head in lightning, and looked forward together with his mage. The attack of the foreigners finally started——

What an attack that was!

In just a split second, they fell into groups of soldiers, like demons punching their fearful brainstrings violently. In the thunderous explosion, they were caught off guard by a sound but invisible enemy. The solid shield did not give these soldiers No matter what protection the miserable soldier has, the sharp attack easily penetrates the iron sheet and wood, breaks through the leather and rattan armor, tears the human body like a leaf, throws off the limbs, blood is flying all over the sky, countless flowers of life off.Excessive horror froze people's language and instincts, and the fiery death gale hit, pervasive, the ground was punched out one by one, mud and dust were shot in all directions, and the tight defense line of the Chinese army was knocked out one after another, one piece after another. There is a gap until despair collapses, leaving only a trembling light cocoon lingering under this harvest——

Their enemies are still advancing.The Gentiles, whose faces were covered with black armor, still sat high in their steel frames, their bodies swaying with the rumbling steps of the metal monsters, getting closer.

Unseen; unstoppable; incomprehensible; blood everywhere, death at any moment, filled with desperate prayers and screaming curses.The soldiers on the front line retreated step by step until their trembling hands could no longer hold their shields and spears, until the first person turned around and ran wildly, and then dozens, hundreds, hundreds of thousands fled .No one can resist the fear, they are completely broken.

Nearly a hundred people in the wall looked at the countercurrent in despair.All were on the run as far as the eye could see, soldiers yielding their backs to the enemy, trampling on the dead and perhaps the bodies of their companions, and the ruthless knights who oversaw the battle were also fleeing, felling with their long swords and hoofing their horses Kick over those deserters who are in a hurry to fight for more life for themselves, but those invisible arrows that are also chasing the deserters treat them equally, some people burst into blood and fell silently, some people tripped over human horse corpses, some people Hit in the back by terrified and angry soldiers, pulled from his horse, let out a short shriek, and then swallowed.

The people on the battlefield were screaming, those desperate cries and the heavy drums of the demons were separated by the magic barrier, as far away as a nightmare, but people could clearly smell the breath of death, the subtle sound of metal collisions was transmitted, the earl The back stretched like a statue, but there were more people shaking like candles in the wind, and the spell light curtain was still rippled from time to time, indicating that the attacks were endless, and the sweat-drenched mage was consuming mana every moment, Not one desperado had the courage to leave this safe place to turn the tide.They huddled in this square inch, prayed to the gods with devotion to the gods, and pinned their hopes on the five hundred cavalrymen—they were the only, last, and unscathed on this cruel battlefield full of blood and soil. Without any loss of their own strength, they had already circled behind the Gentiles without hindrance, forcing them to turn around and face them head-on.

What is happening on the other side, the one-sided massacre did not catch the horseshoes of the knights. The people in the spell barrier held their breaths, stretched their necks, and looked eagerly over the bloody stumps, condensing on the spears held high by the knights , near, near, almost—

A dozen knights fell headlong without warning, like fallen straw, and then another batch, then another batch, and another batch...

Armored flesh is no more sheltered than a helpless soldier.Everyone behind the magic barrier stared blankly at the mirror-like scene in the distance.

It’s over.

They are finished.

On the edge of the former city wall, the silence like stagnant water enveloped the people staring at the battlefield.Overt spies under orders from different masters have lost both language and reason.

The Earl was defeated.This is a complete, irreversible fiasco without any room for redemption.

This is the result of 150 people against 5000 people.Before today, who could believe it?Who can believe it?

But how could they not believe it?

With the setting sun hanging in the sky, hundreds of residents of Maxi City entered the battlefield under the guidance of the foreigners, silently collecting the corpses scattered everywhere.Some people withdrew from the ranks due to violent vomiting and other gaffes, and with the approval of the Gentiles, they flew towards the city that was open to them, but a few people slowed down at the edge and turned back again Look at the bloody land.

The corpses of the mounts were put aside, and the dead were carried to the open space, lined up neatly one by one, and the Gentiles in white knelt on the ground to arrange their remains.The sky is twinkling with stars, and the starlight and afterglow converge on this quiet battlefield. The roar of the steel monster has stopped. These huge and cold man-made objects form a semicircle on the ground, and in the circle is a bubble-like magic circle. And the trembling remnant soldiers hiding behind the circle. 150 Gentiles stood in front of the magic circle. They were men and women, wearing the same clothes, holding the same weapons, and watching the last stubborn resisters with the same indifferent eyes.

A tall man walked out from among them. He came to the front of the magic circle and looked at the old man surrounded by the crowd behind the barrier, with disheveled hair and beard, and desperate and crazy eyes.

The man, who was too handsome to be real, raised his hand, and tapped three times on the barrier leisurely with his fingers.

The magic circle struggled to emit the last light, and then went out, and several mages vomited blood and sat down.The wind blows unhindered across the fields, and the Gentiles flock to it.

The resistance was minimal, like embers in a fire.