Chapter 84： Prelude to the counterattack

Thinking of this, Ao Feng wiped his forehead, which was mixed with blood and sweat and charred black by the smoke of gunpowder, and put the broad-edged sword into the scabbard.

In the eyes that looked at Lei Xiao, there was an uncontrollable look of envy.

He has been staying at the peak of the first-order for more than a few years. If he can successfully step into the second-order, not only will his survival rate on the battlefield be greatly improved, I am afraid that his future career will also be smoother.

Licking his chapped lips, Ao Feng's eyes fell on Hu Zhang and Ye Cang again, with expressions of awe on his face.

There is no doubt that the arrogant and domineering Leng Yanjun squadron commander just now should be around the second rank and five stars.

And this burly man, if he can kill him with one blow, I am afraid his strength has reached the terrifying second-order peak level, right?

As for the sturdy glasses brother next to him, his strength is also very good, at least above that of Leng Yan's squadron leader.

The most important thing is that these two strong men are obviously the subordinates of the young colleagues in front of them... It seems that this young man with the same rank as himself must be the descendant of some noble family who came to the army to experience it?

Otherwise, how could such a luxurious lineup appear in a battle team with only ten people?

Just when Ao Feng thought of this, a Holy Night messenger with feathers on his helmet, riding a fast horse, came to the crowd.

He saw Lei Xiao and Ao Feng while holding on to the reins, and said to Lei Xiao and Ao Feng: "Everyone has worked hard, the mixed demon team led by His Excellency Baron Yes is preparing to counterattack this town.

Please wait where you are, just leave the battle to us. The priest team responsible for the treatment will arrive soon. After all the remaining soldiers around are gathered, we will follow the main force and regain the lost ground. Victory will definitely belong to the Holy Spirit. night! "

"Victory will definitely belong to Holy Night!" On the other side, Ao Feng and the other two soldiers were also excited.

After the messenger left, Ao Feng couldn't help but show excitement on his face, and excitedly said to Lei Xiao, "Captain Chensha, that's great, we can finally counterattack!"

"Yes, I believe everything will go very smoothly."

With a slight smile, Lei Xiao replied lightly.

Of course, all this has long been expected.

Before arriving here, the knotweed had already sensed it.

There is a holy night army with a scale of about a thousand people, which is gathering the remnants of the army while marching towards this town.

At the same time, the other Holy Night Army that had been scattered had also reunited and followed the main force of the Holy Night Army and began to approach the lost ground.

There is no doubt that a large-scale all-round counterattack is about to begin.

And what they have to do is to join the mixed brigade that is gathering the nearby remnants, and then follow the trend to help the Holy Night Army win the final victory.

As for the issue of wearing gangs, Lei Xiao is not worried.

The Great Swordsmen troop he reported just now was one of the Holy Night troop that was first encircled and wiped out by the Cold Flame Army last night, and the entire army has been wiped out.

Moreover, his current identity is only a remnant squad leader with only two soldiers left.

Therefore, at least in a short period of time, it will not be easily noticed by people.

"Speaking of which, the multiple Leng Yan army squadrons that invaded the town from different directions at the same time have already been suppressed by Hu Zhang and others.

He killed most of them with the ordinary standard weapons of the Holy Night Army. I believe that it will not be long before the control of this town will return to the hands of Holy Night. "

Thinking of this, Lei Xiao, who was dressed in silver armor, simply leaned against the fountain that was almost stained with blood, and began to rest for a while.

After going through so many battles, big and small, even though the thick **** smell around him still made him feel sick to his stomach, as long as he focused his attention elsewhere, he could basically control this feeling.

Having said that, this first-order great swordsman armor is a medium-sized plate armor of less than 40 pounds.

After being promoted to the second rank, Lei Xiao, whose physical quality is already different from ordinary people, is naturally stress-free when wearing it. Even, he can easily play the song "You Learn to Program, Heaven Destroys You".

However, although this plate armor is flexible, it is quite uncomfortable to sit on. Moreover, after wearing the matching fully enclosed helmet, the field of vision will be greatly restricted.

"Lord Lord, that thousand-strong Holy Night Army team has already entered the town and is fighting against the remaining Leng Yan Army, led by two Tier 3 powerhouses."

After a while, the knotweed raised the shield on his helmet and whispered beside Lei Xiao.

"Understood, let's just wait here for a while. It seems that it won't be long before the full-scale counter-offensive of Holy Night will officially begin."

On the other side, Lei Xiao, who had been leaning on a first-order two-handed sword, moved his sore and stiff fingers and nodded slightly.

Compared with the one-handed sword, this thing is cumbersome and inconvenient to carry, and he is obviously not used to it.

Sure enough, it didn't take long for a few priests dressed in pure white robes with gold trims to trot all the way to the front of the crowd, under the **** of a team of heavy infantry armed with large shields.

"Wounded warriors, please come here for treatment!" A crisp voice sounded, and the pretty young priestess led by Lian Bu moved slightly and stepped forward.

Looking at the other side's slender waist through the gap in the helmet, Lei Xiao couldn't help but smile and muttered in his heart, "My dear, there are still normal priests in this world."

At the same time, Anmu Yecang, who had just used the muscles to hold his sister in his arms to kill several times, couldn't help but let out a disdainful snort from his nose.

It seems that, as a healer of darkness, he obviously still has a lot of hostility towards ordinary priests of the Holy Light.

On the other side, Ao Feng and the other three warriors who were covered in bruises all looked overjoyed, walked over quickly, and began to receive treatment.

During this process, there were a lot of wounded soldiers of the Holy Night Army, walking at a staggering pace, supporting each other, and rushing over from all directions of the town one after another, and the surrounding shouts of killing gradually stopped.

It can be seen that this town has obviously returned to the control of the Holy Night Army.

The picture is zoomed in, with gentle rays of light flashing one after another, the wounds of the soldiers who were not seriously injured began to heal gradually, and there was a lot of blood on their faces.

And those with more serious injuries are being bandaged. What these low-level priests can do is naturally nothing more than that.

At this moment, the messenger just now, riding a fast horse, came to the crowd again, and shouted respectfully, "Your Excellency Baron Yeez, and Your Excellency the Knights of the Guards of Mora are here!"

Hearing this, Lei Xiao slowly retracted his gaze.

"It seems that the main theme of the counterattack is finally about to begin."