Bright Era

‘Este’ stood on the highest floor of the tower behind the palace where he lived, quietly looking at the Arthur’s legion that had become a mess. Her eyes are shining with a crimson light, and the special environment of the abyss world has a peculiar addition to her pair of crimson pupils. She can clearly see what is happening in the large camp hundreds of miles around. all.

The tide-like cave people are like colorful sewage, seeping from the edge into the dark Arthur Barracks. The army camp that was already in a mess suddenly became more noisy, chaos spread from the edge to the core, and gradually the entire camp became turbulent.

What makes people distressing is that there are not too many middle- and lower-level officers with actual combat experience in the new barracks. Faced with the soldiers running around like headless flies, the leading generals appointed by Arthur completely lost control of the soldiers.

It was the same old problem. The legion's body was too large, and its brain and bones were too weak to control the army perfectly.

'Este' sighed faintly, and she complained in a low voice: "Looking at his appearance, he is quite handsome, and his skill is reasonable. Among human men, he can be regarded as a bit of staying power. But idiot. It's a straw bag, look at his army, can this still accomplish the master's goal?"

A pale blue light emerged from behind her, and the deep blue heart quietly emerged from the air.

Este’s cold voice came from Deep Blue’s heart: "I never put all my hopes on this waste. All I need is the army of sufficient numbers he brings. As long as he can guarantee there are enough The soldier arrives at the destination alive, that's enough!"

The blue light released by the Deep Blue Heart suddenly expanded violently, and the blue light quickly spread to the surroundings, and soon covered the castle where Arthur's headquarters was located. Accompanied by the low metal impact, a large group of mithril knights all made of mithril, about three meters tall, shining with magic light patterns, rushed out of the blue light like a strong wind.

Just like the Mithril knights released by Esther in Berrily, these powerful Mithril puppets act like the wind and are indestructible. The long swords made of Mithril alloy in their hands completely ignore all armor below the sacred level. There were 50,000 Mithril Warriors gushing out of the blue light, and they quickly divided into five hundred teams, rushing to Arthur's barracks like a violent wind.

Arthur and the clergy of the Temple of Retribution were stunned by this sudden change, fifty thousand mithril warriors, 50,000 mithril warriors three meters tall - not to mention how much magic it takes to cast these powerful metal puppets Materials, just the raw materials of the fifty thousand mithril fighters, how much mithril do you have to use?

Arthur was trembling with excitement, and his pores were breathing fire: "So many Mithril puppets? How could there be so many? Three-meter-high Mithril puppets, even if the proportion of Mithril is relatively light, these Mithril puppets are more than half lighter than iron golems, and the weight of each Mithril puppet should be about two thousand catties!"

Fifty thousand Mithril puppets, each should weigh at least two thousand catties!

The eyeballs of a cardinal of the Temple of Retribution turned pale green. He gritted his teeth and groaned: "The total amount of mithril traded in the Western Continent for a year... I remember appearing in the auction house last year with refined magic. The total trading volume of Mithril is only 1,300 catties! This is the total trading volume of the entire continent!"

Arthur danced with excitement. He looked at the clergy behind him like a hungry wolf: "Este is already my woman, and all her wealth belongs to me. Of course, after the Silver Iris family fell into my hands, this family All of the wealth belongs to me...Of course, it is also for the temple of punishment, but there is no doubt that I must have the greatest say."

The clergy of the Temple of Punishment didn't say a word, they just stared blankly at the Mithril Warrior rushing out like a silver torrent.

Everyone's brains are a little dizzy-so much mithril, where did the Silver Iris family get so much mithril? Everyone has said that the Silver Iris family has discovered an inexhaustible mythril vein. Is this true?

The mithril knights gleaming with silver light and blessed by the multicolored magic light roared in. They broke into the torrent of densely packed cavemen several times denser than the ant colony. The silver long swords nearly three meters in length were ruthless. Waved fiercely.

The sound of ‘chi chi ch' was endless, and the extremely sharp mithril long sword tore apart the fragile bodies of these cavemen without making any sound. Only after the blood vessels of those cavemen were smoothly cut, blood spurted out of their bodies, and this made a small sound of'chicking'.

The Mithril Warrior is three meters high, and the caveman is only half a meter high. The Mithril warriors swept away all the cavemen within a few meters with a single sword. They had to charge a few steps forward, then squatted on the ground and swung their swords again. So a circle of silver sword light whizzed across the square, and a large area of ​​cave people was wailing and was cut into pieces by the sword light.

One hundred mithril fighters formed a small team, and they moved forward at the same time at a distance of ten meters from each other, and a hundred mithril fighters were enough to control a battle line of nearly two miles. They rushed forward without the slightest feeling of pity, circles of sword light flashed continuously, and the thick blood of the cave people smeared the ground thickly, and their stumps and broken arms were spread on the ground several layers. The mushrooms here in the coming year It will grow well.

Five hundred mithril warrior squads, with flashing silver lights, opened the big net and interspersed in the boot camp. In just half an hour, they killed all the cavemen who had broken into the camp, and then they rushed out. After leaving the barracks, he launched a counterattack against the cavemen.

Encouraged by these Mithril fighters, the recruits gathered their courage. They spontaneously formed a large and small group, holding shields, dragging swords, and following the rushing Mithril fighters. The cavemen launched a counterattack.

There were even some recruits who were courageous and knew how to fully seize the opportunity, shouting loudly, mobilizing a large number of archers to gather around them, forming a square formation that is not very neat but still visible, and shot out neatly Waves of arrows rain.

The mithril warrior who impacted at the forefront, these guys can't hurt them even with the giant stone bullets thrown by the large trebuchets, let alone ordinary bows and arrows. These soldiers just shot arrows out as much as they wanted. Wherever the dense arrow rain passed, slices of cavemen fell to the ground screaming, and viscous blood was constantly spraying out of their bodies.

Pity these cavemen who are no more than two feet tall, the long bows used by those archers, their arrows are a full metre long, and the length of the arrows exceeds their height. Each arrow is extremely rare to kill a caveman. In many cases, an arrow whizzes down, at least three or five cavemen can be strung together.

The people in the cave launched a counterattack against the Mithril Warriors fiercely. They clung to the Mithril Warriors like ants, and the inferior stone weapons in their hands randomly smashed on these hard metal puppets. The stone sword shattered, splashing a lot of sparks, but they tried their best to leave no trace on these terrible big guys.

But the cave people will not retreat—they are worthy of being the best cannon fodder in the abyss world. As long as their lord initiates a war order, before the order to withdraw troops is passed, these cave people will not have the slightest fear of death and injury!

The will of the lord is above all else. For the cave people, a race whose fertility far exceeds the natural mortality rate, they have no idea of ​​death in battle. They stubbornly formed waves of charges and continuously launched attacks, and then waves of shocks were shattered in the silver sword light.

When the Mithril Warriors counterattacked near the entrance of the cave where these cavemen appeared, the most powerful wave of the cavemen appeared.

The true elite warriors among the cavemen, those elite warriors who enjoyed the title of hero in various tribes, rode their own "Warcraft mounts" and formed a mighty assault team to launch the strongest attack on the Mithril warriors.

These elite cavemen are about two feet and five inches tall, a full five inches taller than their own tribesmen, and they also have some barely counted muscle bumps on their bodies. Their mounts are relatively cavemen. In terms of exceptionally powerful'Warcraft'-small creatures such as Abyssal Rats, Black Scorpions, and Spotted Spiders.

Such a cavalry is no more than 20,000 people, but when they charge, they also bring an extremely tragic breath, a desperate aura of being benevolent if they fail.

There are already three thousand Mithril warriors gathered here. They squatted silently on the ground, swiping their swords and swept forward, and the elite of these cavemen changed together with their mounts. It became a few paragraphs.

There was a sudden silence on the chaotic battlefield, and then the ordinary cavemen uttered an exciting ‘chagging’ sound. They squeezed the weapons in their hands and launched a desperate attack on the Mithril soldiers, calling for friends. Even if the death rate of some tribes has reached an astonishing 80% or so, the remaining tribesmen still attacked happily.

At this moment, a deep and long dragon roar came from a distance, and three dark purple magic fireballs soared from the reinforcement camp of the abyss creatures. These cavemen who had just hit forward aggressively stopped suddenly, they turned around without saying a word, and disappeared into the deep cave on the ground like a phantom.

Before long, all the caves dug out by the cavemen collapsed at the same time, cutting off the possible tracking route of the Mithril Warrior.

They came silently, and left corpses all over the ground when they went. These cavemen impressed Arthur's recruits with their bravery and fearlessness.

If it hadn't been for the Mithril Warrior to join the battle group suddenly, Arthur's recruit army had been completely disintegrated. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to the starting point (qidian.com) to vote for recommendations and monthly tickets. Your support is my biggest motivation.)

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