Chapter 445 A Revenge Drama (Five Thousand)

"Frey!" screamed in horror. .

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This city is within the Zichen Army's defense area, and there are no traces of barbarians at all. Naturally, it is impossible for so many people to be injured. And to take a step back, even if someone is injured for other reasons, it shouldn't be someone from the Thunder Legion. Weiner's reaction was not unpleasant, but it was still a step too late. The other party was already approaching...

Bang, bang, bang...

Several soldiers flew out in an instant, and a figure burst out from the middle. After arrogantly breaking through the blockage, the electric light spear was like a dragon wandering from the sky, and it instantly killed in front of Weiner.

"You dare!" With a roar, Daoguang Rulian quickly intercepted from one side. This was Mason. He was standing on the left side in front of Weiner. Everything happened in an instant. He didn't hear clearly what Weiner was shouting, so he subconsciously swung his sword to resist.

clang!

Sparks flashed and there was a loud bang. Meissen's sword was blocked by a large sword coming from the air, and the sword recoiled at the same time. It was the big man who was holding the road and roaring before. He pulled back the Doumang sword and slashed: "Haha, mind your own business, your opponent is me!"

In this delay, the gun-wielding figure had already swept away the soldiers blocking the road who had not yet recovered, and reached Weiner. Their eyes met, and swish, the shadow of a spear pierced out, "Red-haired weasel, do you still remember me?"

"Frey!" This time he got closer, and the nightmare in his heart overlapped with reality. Wernard finally confirmed that the man in front of him was Frey, who was supposed to have died many times. Without having time to think about it, his face darkened, he pressed the horse's back, and stepped back in the air.

In his sight, a spear of electric light pierced the air, retracted instantly, and was covered by the figure of the horse. next moment,

hiss……

As soon as Weiner landed, a large shadow came over him. When he looked up, he saw that his horse was being picked among them, and he couldn't help but neigh in shock. Bang, the long sword came out of its sheath, and the blade-like light shot into the sky.

Tsk... The sword light instantly disappeared into the horse's body. Bang, it was cut in two, and the two halves of the horse flew to one side, and a ball of blood was frozen in the middle at that moment. Then it exploded, showering the soldiers below with water all over their bodies and faces, and the stench of horse blood instantly filled the place.

"Well done!" With the power of this sword, Weiner stepped forward and raised his head, his beard and hair spread fiercely, "Frey, if you dare to provoke a civil war in the legion, you will die if you come today!" As expected of a heroic character, in a short period of time After the shock, Weiner quickly calmed down, then gave the opponent a big slap and decided to fight back.

"Haha, red-haired weasel. After so many years, you haven't changed at all." The voice moved from east to west, and he couldn't tell the direction. "I was really surprised and disappointed. Die!" After saying this, Frey once again turned from a soldier to a soldier. A ghost appeared in the gap, with a calm face and resolute eyes. Then his wrist shook continuously, and the gun shadows were like a wave.

"Haha." With a long laugh, Weiner's body exploded violently, his sword light was like a strong wind, and he went straight towards him, "You haven't changed either, you are still so impulsive and reckless in doing things. Kill me? Just you, just with this Someone?"

Dang, Dang, Dang...

The sounds of intense fighting sounded like pear blossoms in a rainstorm. Both of them were fighting fast. Their spears and swords were almost invisible, and their afterimages were constantly intertwined.

Judging from the strength of fighting spirit, Weiner kept a steady pressure on Frey, and the initial passive situation was quickly reversed. This result is also inevitable. Although Frey is extremely talented, he has been in the mine for so many years and has never experienced systematic and stable training, so his strength is naturally inferior. However, the spear has natural attack and defensive distance advantages, and Frey is extremely experienced in combat. It is still possible to maintain an undefeated victory in the short term.

"Haha..." Laughing wildly, Weiner quickly tightened his sword. Seeing that it was difficult to attack for a while, he forced his words: "Is this the strength left? The once famous Thunder Spear Frey seems to be nothing more than this now. .”

"Oh? What about you?" Frey's calm voice came out, "I haven't seen you for more than ten years, and my strength is only a high-level warrior. In comparison, you are the more embarrassing one, right?"

After a pause, he pursed his lips and turned defensive, "Do you know why this is? Oh, by the way, you are a smart person, so you naturally know it, but you just don't want to admit it!"

Ask and answer yourself, "Let me expose you! You have already fallen, and you no longer have the enterprising spirit you used to have. You are used to taking shortcuts and using unattractive means to achieve success..."

He dodged to avoid the suddenly sharper sword light, and his shoulder was just scratched and a piece of flesh was immediately cut off. Frey, however, seemed unaware and kept his expression unchanged: "I dare to conclude that your achievements in this life will only be like this until your death. It's like you are just a lieutenant now, one level lower than Barlow!"

Every sentence touches the heart and every word bleeds!

Weiner's face instantly darkened when he provoked an off-game move. He attacked more fiercely and his expression was ferocious and twisted: "Still so self-righteous and arrogant, and still has such an annoying lecturing tone. Who do you think you are? Frey, the result determines everything! You fought desperately on the battlefield just to improve your military rank and gain honors? Look at me again, my achievements now are enough for you to look up to."

Taking a few steps back, the spear drew arcs, "Achievements... achieved by flattery, by stabbing comrades in the back?"

"Fart!" There were outsiders here, so Weiner couldn't admit it. His sword was flashing, and he pressed forward step by step. "The winner is the king and the loser is the bandit. This has been the case since ancient times. Today, I have high strength and many soldiers, so I want to kill you on the spot. This self-proclaimed guy, this is the truth!"

"Oh?" Frey curled his lips slightly and said sarcastically, "Then take a closer look at your so-called soldiers!"

Weiner's heart trembled when he heard this, and he subconsciously looked to the side, his face suddenly becoming extremely ugly.

The place where they are fighting now is in the middle of the division-level team. Because the battle light is overflowing, no soldiers dare to stay nearby, but a large open space is created. And on the periphery, what Weiner saw at a glance was not his own men, but Frey soldiers wearing tattered armor... The other party unexpectedly completed the siege here and formed a solid defense line. , completely blocking out his soldiers.

Moreover, among the peripheral soldiers, dozens of men in black armor holding short blades were constantly weaving in and out, striking fiercely and decisively. There were almost no enemies wherever they went, and their strength was obviously higher than that of ordinary soldiers. And if you look carefully, you can see that they did not kill them, but only wounded but not killed. In this way, it not only reduces the combat effectiveness of the soldiers here, but also blocks the way for those behind to advance for reinforcements. As for Mason, he was being held back by a big man holding a big sword, and he had no chance to organize and dispatch the soldiers.

Damn it, where did Frey find this group of people...Weinard has been on the front line for many years, and his vision is naturally vicious. Those soldiers holding long guns are just that. Although their combat effectiveness is good and their cooperation is tacit, there is absolutely no To the point where it can stop more than a thousand elite soldiers. The key is the group of men in black armor. It was precisely because of their troublemaking that their soldiers could not rush over smoothly.

"die!"

Swish, swish, swish... Just when Weiner was distracted, Frey's eyes flashed with a gleam, and his defensive gun style instantly changed, not caring about the snowflakes and swords in front of him, as if he was gambling on his life, leading the thundering army. The shadow of the electric light gun rushed forward.

Weiner was shocked when he saw this. After a moment of hesitation, he saw Frey, covered in blood, passing through the sword light, with tiger-like eyes, and couldn't help but take a step back subconsciously. Oops……

After taking one step back, Weiner immediately screamed secretly in his heart. His sword skills were fierce, especially in fast attacks. Each sword was as fast as a sword, making people unable to breathe. It is precisely because of this that the name of the Storm Blade Team was given before. But just like the hard and easy truth, he is not good at defense. Now that Frey has succeeded in breaking through the sword light like a gamble, what will follow is bound to be a violent storm of attacks. If you can hold on, Frey will die. If he can't hold on, he will die! The battle situation instantly changed from a small advantage before to becoming confusing and unpredictable.

Sure enough, in the endless shadows of guns, Frey's figure had completely disappeared. There was only one roar louder than the previous one, and the intensity of the attack was like a huge wave crashing against a table, getting stronger every time.

Weiner's figure was almost covered by the shadow of a gun in an instant. However, he was worthy of his heroic character. Knowing that he had made a mistake, Weiner did not continue to choose to retreat conservatively. Instead, he attacked directly with a sword, hoping to use his strong strength to fight back. Turn the tide of battle.

In an instant, the scene exploded. Dou Mang is arrogant and arrogant, and the dust is endless. The shadow of the gun soared upwards, like thunder from the nine heavens, unstoppable. Snowflakes flew in the air, like a strong wind blowing across the ground, raging everywhere.

"Hey! Isn't this harmful? Retreat quickly... No, fight me out." Looking at the rolling Dou Mang, Tang En, who was working part-time as a commander, was shocked. Of course, he was not afraid of these dissipated Dou Qi, but Ordinary soldiers couldn't do it. They immediately ordered the surrounding soldiers to fight out and expand the encirclement.

"Boss, do we want to help Brother Frey?" Luke asked loudly, looking at the fierce battle behind him.

Tang En turned his head and squinted his eyes, then waved his hand: "Revenge, of course you will feel good if you do it yourself, it is not good for others to intervene hastily. Look, David has retreated. Well, I believe Brother Frey and the others."

David, who was not far away, had indeed retreated, and now several veterans such as Slender Monkey, Bamboo Pole, and Big Bear were taking turns to step forward to besiege the Maisen. Perhaps they had known each other before. They were fighting without restraint while making fun and sarcastic remarks, which made Namaisen angry and roaring, but he couldn't get rid of it.

"Ha, these veteran scoundrels..." Luke couldn't help laughing when he saw this, and then he suddenly bent his bow and nocked an arrow, half-turned around, and whoosh, he hit the thigh of a soldier in the distance who was holding his sword high and preparing for a sneak attack from behind. With a scream, the soldier immediately dropped his weapon and rolled on the ground holding his thighs.

Everyone had already made a plan when they arrived. As the saying goes, every wrongdoer has his own debtor. Frey's goal was to take revenge on Werner, and later he added an acquaintance named Mason who he had just discovered. In addition, other ordinary soldiers will not be killed if they can, so as not to cause unnecessary trouble. Of course, not killing does not mean standing still and letting others kill you. Luke was in the middle to provide support, just to prevent things like this from happening.

David, who retreated, came through the crowd and waved his big sword and said hello cheerfully: "Haha, boss, that guy is pretty good. If it weren't for Brother Slim Monkey and the others... Ouch, I'm stupid, Brother Frey. Still not solved yet? Okay, let me go up and kill that red-haired man with a sword... What's the matter with that red-haired man?"

After catching a glimpse of the fierce battle behind him, David immediately became energetic, rolled up his sleeves, drew his sword and was about to charge forward. Fortunately, Luke had quick eyesight and quick hands, and caught him, and finally explained the reason.

After scratching his head, David finally gave up his plan to help, but he still didn't understand: "Since we are enemies, why can't we just kill him with a sword? Why is it so complicated?"

Tang En and Luke looked at each other and smiled bitterly upon hearing this, neither of them interested in continuing to explain the subtle relationship to David. Well, the main reason is that it was useless to explain it, so I just pretended that I didn't hear it. At this moment, suddenly,

Beep...beep...beep...

Several shrill whistles of varying lengths came from the outside. Tang En subconsciously turned his head and saw the soldiers of the Zichen Legion gathering faintly in the direction of the city gate. More and more archers began to appear on the top of the wall.

Needless to say, this situation naturally led to the dispatch of the city garrison. Originally, this was also the defense area of ​​the Zichen Legion, and it was right at the gate of the city. But now the two groups of soldiers from the Thunder Legion are fighting fiercely. What is this?

The main reason why they are mobilizing manpower now is that Tang En and his team's actions were too sudden and unexpected! When Frey shouted to take action, the soldiers who were defending the city were confused and thought it was barbarians in disguise who were attacking. When they reacted later, Tang En and the others had already rushed into the other side's camp, and the two sides were completely entangled. The soldiers guarding the city didn't know the complicated reasons. They just thought that the two teams had just had a small friction, and they even stepped forward with the intention of separating the two sides.

As a result, the people on Frey's side were eager for revenge and ignored them at all. The soldiers under Weiner were even more depressed. They made way out of the way with good intentions, and it was fine if the other party didn't thank them, but now they bite back. Who can be upset about this? Moreover, these city defenders did not try to pull the other side, but instead came to block themselves. This was clearly a side-effect! With this thought in mind, he naturally took action without any hesitation.

Fortunately, these soldiers in Weiner still had some sense and knew that they were on someone else's territory. They did not kill them, but just beat out the unlucky defenders. At this time, the city defenders finally knew that the matter was serious, and quickly blew their long whistles, preparing to intervene forcefully.

Luke frowned when he saw this: "Boss, time is running out." The so-called forced intervention is no joke. If you don't obey an order, you will be killed on the spot, and there is basically no way to deal with it afterwards.

Tang En pondered for a moment and whispered: "Let everyone be prepared. Once the soldiers of the Zichen Legion come in to intervene, they will gather together to cooperate with the opponent's retreat. Well, David, tell Shouhou and the others to stop playing and be smart."

"Haha, okay!" David nodded knowingly, a trace of murderous intent flashed across his face, and turned around to walk towards Mason. Luke quickly ran around the encirclement and conveyed the order in place.

Turning back to look at the fierce battle between Frey and Weiner, who was still inseparable, Tang En frowned slightly, then looked up at the soldiers standing in rows on the wall, pointing their bows and arrows at this side, raised his eyebrows slightly, and nodded slightly.

The forced intervention came very quickly, and suddenly there was a scream and roar not far away. When the hole-ridden Maissen fell unwillingly, rows of Zichen Legion soldiers rushed out from the city gate, took a moment to look at it, and directly selected the most intense battle point. Rush in.

These Zichen Legion soldiers were all wearing heavy armor and holding shields. As soon as they rushed in, it was like an iron cable extending across the river, directly separating the soldiers on both sides.

The soldiers in the spear-breaking camp had received the order, and upon seeing this, they immediately shrank and gathered, appearing to be very cooperative. Of course, there were also some unscrupulous veteran scoundrels like Shouhou who took the opportunity to do some dirty tricks, and then retreated with a smile amidst the roars and screams of the other party.

Compared with the calm retreat here, Weiner's soldiers seemed particularly angry and violent. This was inevitable. You must know that just now, their division commander Maison was directly stabbed to death by the opponent. Why not avenge such a big revenge? Therefore, they simply ignored the heavily armored soldiers of the Zichen Legion who came to intervene, and tried their best to kill them for revenge.

After arriving, they retreated to the corner obediently. The people in the Changqiang Po camp, who were surrounded by the soldiers of the Zichen Legion who followed, watched with great interest the fight between the Weiner soldiers and the heavy armored soldiers. Seeing the exciting points, they were also excited from time to time. A few drinks and boos, a feeling of leisure and contentment.

Whether it was in terms of combat effectiveness, quantity, or equipment, the heavy armored soldiers of the Zichen Legion had an advantage. Seeing that the division-level troops of the Thunder Legion really didn't appreciate praise, they stopped giving face and beat them up, then dragged them away forcibly.

As groups of soldiers were escorted out of the field, the chaos at the city gate finally cooled down. However, there is also some disharmony, that is, Frey and Werner are fighting fiercely.

Both of them are high-level warriors, the only difference is their rank. Now it was a life-and-death battle, and the surroundings were naturally full of fighting spirit, and no one dared to approach easily.

After several heavy-armored soldiers who accidentally stepped into the battle circle were shot away several meters away from the air, the soldiers of the Zichen Legion stopped here and looked at each other with some confusion.

There are so many soldiers here. If they swarm them regardless, they can naturally stop this battle. But of course you can't do this in reality. After all, they are just here to start a fight, and no one wants to risk their lives. But if we don't use this trick, we won't be able to find an expert to stop it for a while...

"Ahem!" After a while, a heavy-armored soldier who looked like an officer coughed twice and shouted loudly to the field, "This is the Zichen Army's defense zone. Please stop fighting immediately, otherwise we will... damn!" "Several shields were raised at the same time, bang bang bang, a spear light, and two sword lights struck instantly, leaving deep marks on the shields.

Of course, these attacks would not be intentional. Frey and Werner were now highly concentrated. Let alone roars, even if spring thunder exploded in their ears, they would automatically ignore them.

"You... mother..." Put down the shield and looked at the marks on it. The officer wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, then his face darkened, he raised his head and shouted to the top of the city wall: "Listen to my order! Aim... shoot!"

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh...

A round of arrow rain, about a hundred arrows rained down in an instant, all of which accurately hit this chaotic place containing dust and shining light. A few arrows shot in, but most of the arrows collided with the dissipated fighting energy on the outside and were instantly shattered. However, despite this, you can still see the luster of Doumang dimming instantly.

This is why the military focuses on the whole, and why some so-called masters are of little use on the battlefield. No matter how high a person's strength is, there will always be a limit. Even if he can block one round of arrows from a thousand archers without dying, what about the second round? What about the third round? Or what about two thousand archers? What about Thor's hammer...

Seeing that the first round of arrow rain was effective, the officer raised his hand again: "Aim...shoot!"

Whoosh whoosh whoosh...

The doumang was completely shattered, and two figures could be vaguely seen in the dust, one retreating and the other advancing! What is certain is that the other party has no intention of stopping. In other words, at least one person didn't want to stop.

He is looking for death... The officer was angry. There was no fighting light now. Another round of arrows would probably result in both of them being nailed to the ground. However, he had no choice now and licked his lips: " Aim...shoot, woo hoo hoo..."

Before he finished speaking, a ghostly hand came around from behind and covered his mouth. There is a voice coming to my ears,

"Hush... What a lovely revenge drama! Be good, it's almost over, be patient..." (To be continued.)