Chapter 95： Like a broken bamboo

Somewhere on the battlefield, on an old and mottled large stone arch bridge, the screams of killing are loud, and a large-scale bridge battle is going on fiercely.

"Your Excellency the two captains, the three combined hoplite squadrons that acted as the vanguard were once again wiped out! The three squadron captains were killed in action!"

On the bridge with a width of more than 20 meters, a blue-patterned armored messenger wearing magic and arrows in the sky, staggered all the way, and ran to the two middle-aged commanders of the Holy Night with beards, shouting loudly. report.

"His grandmother, His Excellency Viscount Pumice, our two brigades suffered too much damage. I don't think it's possible, so let's withdraw first."

One of the bearded commanders wiped the blood from his face and looked quite embarrassed.

"Hey, Your Excellency Baron Redroot is right, that's all it can do.

The lethality of the opponent's heavy crossbowmen is indeed extraordinary, and their commanders are also two third-order marksmen who are perfect.

If we were hit by these two people at the same time, even we, who are also third-tier powerhouses, would have to die on the spot! "

Another short-bearded commander with an arrow wound on his left shoulder spat, somewhat unwilling.

"Go ahead and let the whole army retreat!" Immediately afterwards, the two Holy Night Army commanders said to the messengers beside them one after another.

"Order!" I saw a young messenger who just raised his bowed body.

The next second, a sharp arrow pierced through his helmet immediately, and in an instant, blood splattered and nailed it to the bridge rail not far away.

……

Just like that, the two of them took the remaining troops and retreated to safety for a while.

Not far away, the dust is gradually rising and flying in all directions.

Not long after, a new unit appeared in front of the two of them.

"It turned out to be His Excellency Baron Yes."

When they saw the person coming, the two commanders stepped forward to say hello.

"Your Excellency Viscount Pumice, Your Excellency Baron Redroot, you two have worked hard."

Looking at the two powerful third-tier nobles who have been famous for a long time in Holy Night, Baron Yees bowed politely and said, "For the next bridge battle, just leave it to my brigade.

The two seniors should take a good rest first. I will leave the priests behind to help the two soldiers recover their strength as soon as possible. "

After speaking, Baron Yes smiled confidently, and without looking back, he led the person towards the bridge.

"Wait! The opponent's tactics are very ruthless, so let's all three teams together..."

Before the short-bearded commander could finish speaking, Baron Yeez had disappeared.

Shaking his head helplessly, the short-bearded commander said, "Alas, today's young people are always so ignorant.

Even if you want to grab credit, you have to weigh it. How many pounds and how many taels do you have? "

"His Excellency the Viscount is right, what role can a brigade with dissatisfaction play in a bridge that even our two brigades can't conquer?"

On the other side, the bearded commander showed a disdainful look and said with a chuckle, "Haha, it seems that it won't be long before that kid will cry and beg our two uncles for help."

After speaking, the two began to laugh.

Just as the two were secretly complacent, it didn't take long for several scouts in light armor to gallop from the direction of the bridge.

I saw the leader turned over and dismounted, trotted all the way, came to the two of them, and reported, "Report to the two captains, Your Excellency.

The mixed demon battle brigade led by Baron Yes, successfully captured the bridge and beheaded two third-tier commanders of the enemy! "

"what?!"

Hearing this, the bearded commander who was holding a cowhide water bag to pour down, spit out all the water in one gulp, coughed violently, and had an incredible look on his face.

Immediately, the short-bearded commander, who was also stunned on the spot next to him, began to widen his eyes.

……

In this way, with the help of Lei Xiao, the mixed demon battle brigade led by Baron Yes and the female knight Mora can be said to be in full swing.

As Lei Xiao expected at the beginning, with the strong intervention of his own side, the delicate balance that has been maintained between the two armies is gradually being broken.

On the huge battlefield, the victorious Libra has already begun to slowly lean towards the counterattacking Holy Night Army.

Just answering that old saying, pulling a hair and moving the whole body.

……

Somewhere on the battlefield, the Leng Yan army base camp, the central army tent.

I saw more than a dozen inconspicuous black tents surrounding this large tent.

Inside each black tent, there is a group of magicians sitting around, with their eyes closed, and they are constantly supplying magic power to the magic crystal suspended in mid-air.

Judging from the breath, the strength of these magicians is above the second-order level, and even a considerable part has reached the second-order peak level.

Looking carefully, the ground around the magic crystal is covered with strange light blue lines, leading directly to the central tent and other black tents.

Vaguely, a giant protective shield flickered over the central army tent and more than a dozen black tents.

There is no doubt that this is a large defensive magic circle.

Inside the handsome tent in the center, an old man with white hair and beard, with his eyes closed, was sitting cross-legged in the top position.

On his body is a set of pure white heavy armor weighing at least one hundred kilograms. Judging from the splendor it exudes, it is obviously much better than the rare third-order equipment.

And at the bottom of him, there are two rows of fully-armed and amazingly powerful men.

The weakest among them also has three levels, and the two leading ones have reached the fourth level that most of the strong people cannot reach in their lifetime.

Although compared with other people, there was no energy fluctuation around the old man.

It is not difficult to see from the respectful eyes of everyone that he is the absolute leader here.

"Boss Bai, the situation on the battlefield seems a little weird."

I saw a middle-aged third-order strong man with scars on his face and wearing leather armor, stood up and said, "This subordinate has just received a report that the Holy Night Army brigade is like a broken bamboo.

He also killed our two Tier 3 captains. After the bridge, he once again captured a key stronghold on our side, defending the soldiers and destroying them all! "

"what?"

Hearing this, all the strong men began to whisper.

"In this way, the other party's brigade has already killed seven of our third-order commanders, right? How could the two young boys who have just advanced to the third-order have such strength?"

"Is it possible... is the opponent's fourth-order powerhouse dispatched?"

"Impossible! All the inside and outside lines have not been reported. The opponent has a fourth-order powerhouse appearing on the battlefield!"

"Furthermore, now the strength of the fourth-rank and above powerhouses on both sides of the enemy and ours is evenly matched, and they are all three, in a delicate state of checks and balances.

As long as one side dares to dispatch a single fourth-order powerhouse, the other side will surely attack them.

Therefore, the other party is naturally the same as us, and will not arbitrarily dispatch fourth-order powerhouses. "

"If that's the case, what's going on with all this?!"