Lord of War

The red tail flame dragged out a long red light trail, and then exploded a mass of crimson brilliance in the slightly whitish air.

The brilliance is not very strong and dazzling, but at the moment before dawn, it is extraordinarily glaring.

The next moment, a sharp and piercing horn sounded from the camp of the Mountain Lion Legion.

The camp, which was as quiet as a pool of stagnant water, seemed to come alive at this moment. All the soldiers who were still patrolling and standing guard immediately began to gather towards the designated area. Then the next moment, soldiers began to rush out of those tents in a hurry, and then joined the phalanx that had formed in the designated area. Although these soldiers moved hurriedly and hurriedly, they showed no sign of panic.

Alfred of this legion, who was observing hundreds of meters away from the camp, couldn't help but become more gloomy. Although he knew that mountain divisions would pretend to sleep even when they were sleeping due to habit, but even so, judging from the reaction speed of the Mountain Lion Legion, it was far faster than the elite divisions in the general sense, which made Alf Red immediately understood that the next battle might be a fierce battle.

When the soldiers in the Mountain Lion Legion camp were assembled, they did not choose to wait in the camp, but left the camp directly, assuming an offensive posture.

Because this time entering Suo'an was a secret operation, the Mountain Lion Legion did not erect a flag with their military emblem on it.

It's just that whether it is the pride of the Mountain Lion Legion or simply based on the combat experience of the Mountain Army, the fighting style of sticking to the camp is obviously not suitable for them. Only fighting each other in the wild battlefield is the fighting style that really adapts to the Mountain Lion Legion. .

But for the commander of the Mountain Lion Legion, fighting in this wasteland. It still made him feel a little pity. If he had a choice, he would definitely choose to fight in the mountains and forests, because that is their home field. As long as they fight in the mountains and forests, he even has strong enough confidence that he can wipe out people like the Tequila Black Guard with the same strength. Such a powerful army.

It's just that, in things like war, unless it's the party that takes the initiative, it usually doesn't have the power to choose the right location.

But even so, Rowell Howard, the head of the Mountain Lion Legion, didn't really care.

Because it is one of the few truly elite legions in the Kingdom of Dabion. Rowell and his Mountain Lion Legion are indeed proud and conceited enough. After all, in his eyes, the only opponent in the entire Darbion Kingdom is the Tequila Black Guard under the command of the Duke of Tequila. And even if it was the thundering front that was rumored to be extremely terrifying under the Marquis of Tonis, he would not be afraid, because he had already caused that army to suffer a lot when he fought in a forest area.

It is also these shocking achievements. It was only then that the mountain lion army that dared to claim to be invincible in mountain warfare was created.

So, in Rowell's eyes. It doesn't matter which army the enemy belongs to. He doesn't even care.

When Rowell led the 3,000 soldiers of the Mountain Lion Legion under his command to stand at a distance of about 200 meters from the camp, he finally saw the legion that arrived late after sending out the signal flare.

All soldiers are in blue heavy armor, and all soldiers are equipped with square shields, and the weapons they hold are long spears and short swords.

This is a standard heavy infantry regiment.

The corner of Rowell's mouth raised slightly, his face showed a bit of mockery, and his gaze immediately shifted to the flag held by this suddenly appearing legion.

It was a banner with only the family crest.

The border of the flag is silver silk thread. The background color is black, with star-like embellishments on it, and in the center of the flag is a pair of strangely shaped wings: they are half unfolded and half folded.

Rowell quickly filtered it in his mind, and then he was sure of one thing: he had never seen this family crest.

For a nobleman. It is a basic common sense to distinguish the family crests of those powerful families, and this kind of discrimination is not only limited to one's own country, even the family crests of the great nobles in neighboring countries need to be memorized. So this family crest that has never appeared in Rowell's memory only represents two possibilities: the first is that this family is not worth remembering at all; the second is that this is a new family .

Judging by the orders he received from the Howard family, Rowell naturally leaned towards the latter.

And a new family dared to come to Suo'an, and even came to trouble the Mountain Lion Legion. Rowell soon knew which family this family emblem belonged to.

Connery family.

The family of Baron Sean Connery, who single-handedly disrupted the entire southern part of Darbion.

Rowell is no stranger to this lord. He has heard too many stories about this lord in the past year, but the more this happened, the more his fighting spirit was aroused. For military madmen in war, being able to confront different opponents and then completely defeat and annihilate them is the greatest pleasure and pleasure for any military madman.

But it is a pity that he has heard too many stories about Alfred, William, Thunder Lion, and Iron Wings in the Howard family, but he has never had the opportunity to fight against them, which makes Rowell feel depressed all the time. Take a breath. So when he received the secret order from Yenn Howard asking him to lead the Mountain Lion Legion to secretly enter the Soan Territory and wait for the order to climb the mountains in the Dai Territory to raid the Panda Territory, Rowell seemed to be beaten He became extremely excited like chicken blood.

At this time, in Suo'an Territory, he suddenly encountered an army under Sean's command. Rowell's first reaction was not why this army appeared here, but which army was this army under Sean's command ? But more emotions surfaced in his heart, which were bursts of intense pleasure like joy, and a sense of superiority that outsiders didn't know where it came from.

When Alfred led the Thunder Lion to stop 100 meters away from the Mountain Lion Legion, Rowell's eyes naturally shifted to Alfred's body, looked him up and down thoroughly, and then turned his face A playful smile appeared on his face.

He walked forward about 20 to 30 meters, and out of the unspoken rules of war, Alfred also walked forward a distance of 20 to 30 meters. In this way, the distance between the two sides was less than forty meters.

The two sides looked at each other, but Rowell didn't look at Alfred at all. His eyes fell on the halberd in Alfred's hand, and there was a bit of fanaticism and greed in his eyes. After Sean came back from the gray shadow black market, he made a comprehensive improvement. Now this weapon is regarded as a real powerful gold magic weapon. Its power is even stronger than that of Reina's Flame Spear, like Luo Wei. It is a very normal reaction for a war madman like Er to show greed for the flame lion fangs in Alfred's hand.

"Lion King Alfred?" After a while, Rowell's gaze finally moved to Alfred's face, regardless of whether he had the halberd or not. He could easily recognize Alfred's identity, because the aristocratic circle of the entire Darbion Kingdom is not unfamiliar with Alfred, Sean, and William, "It's our first meeting, my name is Luo Wei Earl Howard. Lion King Lowell."

Alfred's pupils shrank slightly, and he could clearly feel the fighting spirit, hostility, and greed and desire for the flame lion's fangs in Rowell's eyes.

But these are not what he needs to pay attention to. At this moment, he would stand in front of this member of the Howard family who claimed to be the lion king and listen to his nonsense according to the rules on the battlefield, just to find the weakness of this man. But it's obvious. This man not only has the rigor of a soldier. There is also the caution of being a nobleman. His personal strength is not strong. Alfred thinks that even without the fangs of the flame lion, he can kill the opponent in one round, because he belongs to the five scum like William. .

However, he chose to keep a distance of 40 meters from himself. If it was Xiao En at this distance, he would be able to kill him easily. But for Alfred himself, he couldn't do it. Because he is not good at agility, even though he engraved magic textures on the three pieces of equipment to increase agility speed, but his flame lion fangs are completely biased towards pure strength. Counting the weight of the armor on his body and the fangs of the flame lion, all this can only barely maintain the agility value that a high-ranking silver master should possess.

If at the beginning Alfred thought that the distance between the other party and himself was just due to the other party's luck, then through the other party's self-introduction, Alfred knew that it was not luck. Because lions, especially the lion kings in a tribe, in order to ensure their authority, they will kill all threats in the cradle in advance, and this keen sense and perception of danger is manifested in war. , so Alfred knows that the other party has a deep understanding of himself, and also has a deep self-awareness of his own strength.

This is a formidable foe.

Such an impression came to Alfred's mind.

"The title of Lion King only needs one person." Alfred said lightly.

"I think so too." Rowell nodded, with a bright aristocratic smile on his face, "So, can I ask you to die?"

Alfred also laughed, and his laughter was more wild and domineering than Rowell's slightly feminine and artificial appearance. Will is more like a lion: "In the past, many people said this to me, but in the end they became the bones I stepped on. I believe that you will be no exception."

"It's hard to say." Perhaps it was because of the hostility and rejection of the Lion King, Rowell was very unhappy with Alfred's laughter, which made his face a little gloomy, "But I can give you a chance..."

"Let me give you a chance." Alfred interrupted Rowell directly, "If you surrender now, then I can keep you alive. Of course, the number of the Mountain Lion Legion can also be retained. It will not be removed from this.”

"Ha!" Hearing Alfred's words, Rowell laughed angrily, "You speak so loudly, do you really think of yourself as the lion king?"

"Isn't it?" Alfred may have been in contact with Sean a lot, and his demeanor at this time is completely copying Sean's style of contempt for everything, "I said that the title of Lion King only needs one That's enough. If you are willing to surrender, then I can agree to keep the number of the Mountain Lion Legion. If you want to be the Lion King, you can. But if you refuse to surrender, then don't say you can't be the Lion King, That is, the Mountain Lions will definitely be removed today."

"Hehe." Rowell let out a sneer, and his eyes became extremely cold, "You, a person who doesn't even have a serial number, have the guts to say that you want to expel the Mountain Lions, even the Tequila Black Guard Dare to say such a thing."

The designation banner is the highest honor belonging to the army.

Basically, only an extremely elite army can obtain such a flag, just like the Red Cross Cavalry Regiment of the Kingdom of Darbion, the flag they used when going out was not the flag with the national emblem of the Kingdom of Darbion. It's a red cross flag on a white background. But no matter who it is, as long as they see this flag, they will know that this is the Red Cross Cavalry Regiment, one of the two ace armies of the Kingdom of Dabion.

In the Kingdom of Dabion, there are only ten legions in total, including the Red Cross Cavalry Regiment and the Third Garrison Army, with independent designation banners.

in. The Mountain Lions have their own number and banner.

In the Principality of Ryan, there are even fewer troops with designation flags. Including Asuna's Thundering Front, there are only seven armies in total. And the army under Sean's command. Although each army currently has its own legion number, no army has a number flag, so no matter how famous Alfred and the Thunder Lion are, no one will recognize that this army is a real army. powerhouse.

Because he lacks a designation flag.

Of course, for such a supreme military honor, it is naturally impossible for the lord to get a flag and call it a number flag. He had to go through a series of complicated reviews before finally making an announcement to the entire continent.

Facing Rowell's ridicule, Alfred's expression was as calm as before: "Is the designation and flag really that important? I don't think so. The strength of an army is determined by its commander and the quality of the army." Composition. It has nothing to do with this flag, it can only be regarded as a flashy thing on the icing on the cake. So even if you have a number flag, so what? If you don’t surrender, then today you will not be expelled.”

Hearing that Alfred kept saying that he would be expelled, Rowell's face looked extremely ugly.

If you only judge from the imposing manner and attitude, no matter how you look at it, Rowell is obviously ashamed of the title of "Lion King". It is the temperament that a lion king should possess.

Of course, when Alfred said that he wanted to remove Rowell and his Mountain Lions, he was not just talking casually, but he really had the confidence and strength.

Of course, the Mountain Lion Legion is undoubtedly a fourth-level army, but because of the limited terrain, this fourth-level army can only truly display the elite combat power of the fourth-level army in special places. In the current wilderness terrain, the Mountain Lion Legion is at most equivalent to a quasi-level 4 army. So in terms of combat power, the Thunder Lions and the Mountain Lions can be said to be the same, even because the Thunder Lions have been fighting on wastelands, plains and other terrains since their formation, and they are still equipped with standard heavy infantry. , William spared no effort to invest in armaments, so only in terms of combat power, the Thunder Lions are stronger than the Mountain Lions.

Of course, what's more important is that Alfred's Thunder Lion has 5,000 people, while the Mountain Lion Legion at this moment only has 3,000 people.

With almost all the advantages in armaments, troops, and terrain, Alfred really didn't think that his Thunder Lion would be defeated.

So in this battle, what is he afraid to fight?

"Very good, I want to see today, how did you get me removed!" Rowell shouted angrily, only at this moment, when he was furious, did he finally have a bit of the momentum of the lion king when he was angry.

But in the face of this momentum, Alfred simply turned around, and then returned to his legion the same way.

In the air, only the words he said before leaving were left: "See you on the battlefield."

A simple sentence, but revealed an unrivaled domineering.

The routine negotiations before the start of this frontal war naturally ended in failure, and the commanders of both sides quickly returned to their respective legions.

Without extra words or hesitation, the two armies separated by a hundred meters quickly began to step forward towards the opposing lineup.

Whether it was the Mountain Lion Legion, which was born as a mountain army, or the Thunder Lion, which was composed of heavy infantry, neither side had a long-range attack, so the two armies did not make any defensive advances. They are like a lion group that has already stared at its prey and is about to attack, slowly but firmly advancing towards the enemy.

The sound of the army's footsteps was not very loud at first, and everyone just marched in silence.

The distance of 100 meters is not too long, but it is not so short that it only takes a minute or two to start fighting.

However, as the distance between them shortened, the thunder-like roar gradually increased, and the chilling aura from the battlefield also began to rise gradually in the two armies, and became more and more powerful. At this moment, both parties seemed to feel that the whole world seemed to have become static. Not only was there no sound of the breeze blowing, even the footsteps of the companions as they moved forward disappeared. Everything around them was still silent, but everyone began to simmer with anger in their hearts, and this anger was on the rise. It burned more and more intensely. The burning became fiercer and fiercer, as if it was about to gushe out from the chest cavity at any time.

The old Alfred didn't know what it was. But now he is very clear.

This is killing intent.

It belongs to the killing intent of the army. The awe-inspiring killing intent condensed by 5,000 soldiers is also what Sean called "field", "power", and "field." It is an aura unique to the army. If this momentum is more condensed, even to the extent that it can be realized, then even the strong in the sanctuary will feel as if they are trapped in this environment. This is also the secret of the army to deal with the strong.

And judging from this momentum. Alfred knew that his confidence and confidence were correct.

He, and his Thunder Lion, are stronger than Rowell's army of mountain lions!

This kind of strong confidence filled his chest cavity, and then turned into a fiery violent torrent surging in his body. It seems that it will burst out of the chest at any time. But he could only hold back, endure, and let the torrent continuously compress and condense in his chest, because now is not the time to erupt.

When the distance between the two armies was shortened from 100 meters to 50 meters, the silence and chilling atmosphere became more intense and obvious.

Rowell couldn't help but frowned slightly, and the moment he felt the aura emanating from the Thunder Lion, his heartbeat slowed down a beat.

Because at this moment, he suddenly felt an awe-inspiring aura that he only felt when confronting the Tequila Blackguard.

"impossible!"

Rowell's face was as gloomy as water, he took a deep breath, and completely extinguished the fear that just popped up in his heart. His state of mind returned to its original state again, but even though his aura remained unchanged, because of this momentary pause, the momentum of the entire mountain lion army's rising momentum inevitably slowed down a bit. And if this point is normal, it doesn't matter, but it is a bit dangerous when facing the Thunder Lions whose combat power is not inferior to the Mountain Lions.

Because, Alfred has keenly captured the momentary hesitation of the Mountain Lion Legion.

Alfred, whose eyes were bright, did not give the Mountain Lions a chance to breathe and recover. Alfred made full use of the momentum slowed down by Rowell's change of mood, and completely killed himself. The intention exploded completely. And when they felt the aura of the coach Alfred, the soldiers of the Thunder Lion didn't have the slightest fear on their faces. They all became more silent, and the killing intent emanating from their bodies became more solid.

All of this made the aura exuded by the Thunder Lion even more astonishing.

finally!

When the distance between the two sides shortened from fifty meters to only twenty meters, Alfred let out a slightly hoarse roar from his throat.

That is the roar that only belongs to the lion king!

"kill!"

Full of anger and killing intent intertwined, spewed out from the depths of his throat, turned into a more piercing rushing momentum, and then merged into the killing intent emanating from the Thunder Lion. At this moment, it was like dripping boiling oil into the burning flame, which completely made the burning flame more violent, and even faintly recognized a blood-red glow in the sense of energy and spirit. A beam of light soared into the sky from the Thunder Lion's phalanx.

"kill!"

The roar of five thousand angry lions seemed to be responding to their lion king, and the neat and clear roar came from their throats, like a single sound.

The bloody beam of light that soared into the sky seemed to have grown stronger.

Just like Sean's usual practice, Alfred took the lead in charging the Mountain Lions.

Headstart this tactic. It has no obvious effect on the general elite army.

But if there is no obvious effect, it does not mean that there will be no effect.

Alfred's first charge to the Mountain Lions had a deterrent effect after all, because at this moment, the Mountain Lions were obviously slow for a second. And the momentum condensed by the forty meters they walked before was also inevitably weakened by the Thunder Lion's roar, a strange emotion that had not appeared in the hearts of the Mountain Lions for a long time. Started to grow slowly.

"rush!"

As the head of the Mountain Lion Legion, Rowell is as familiar with this legion as Alfred is with the Thunder Lion. So at this moment. He had already noticed the subtle reaction of the Mountain Lion Legion, which made him a little annoyed, because at the last moment just now, he was a little distracted, and as a result, he missed the moment when the tactic was launched. Let Alfred grab an upper hand.

So at this moment, he naturally wanted to shout the slogan of charge.

It's punching. rather than kill.

Only from this point. It can indeed be seen that Rowell is a seasoned commander.

Then, he took the lead and rushed towards the Thunder Lion.

As a commander, Rowell is also not the kind of person who just talks but doesn't practice. He is at the forefront of every war. Although his personal strength is the high-level bronze, which is of course much better than William, but in Alfred's eyes, he is still just a scumbag, which is of course a relatively dangerous behavior in the current battlefield environment. But what I have to admit is that Rowell's charge of taking the lead can indeed play a very good positive role.

When he was the first to charge towards the Thunder Lion, all the soldiers of the Mountain Lion Legion behind him had panic thoughts that had just emerged in their hearts. It was completely extinguished. All the soldiers of the Mountain Lion Legion rushed towards the formation of the Thunder Lion with fanaticism and no fear of death, and soon, some soldiers began to pass their commanders, and in a blink of an eye they rushed to the formation of the Thunder Lions. Rowell, who was in position, no longer knew where he was.

Alfred narrowed his eyes slightly, with a hint of disdain in his eyes.

Acting school.

He spat out a mouthful of thick phlegm.

With Rowell's strength, although in Alfred's eyes he is the scum of war, if he is really focused on charging, it is impossible for him to be surpassed by other soldiers of the Mountain Lion Legion, but he will be the first Run up to him and confront him. But now, in Alfred's field of vision, Rowell's figure has completely disappeared, which shows that from the beginning he was not charging sincerely at all, he was just using some psychological hints to strengthen the Mountain Lions courage and confidence.

Such an opponent, in Alfred's eyes, is worthless at all.

Because once the battle situation is at a disadvantage, a commander like this can't play an exemplary role at all, and defeat is only an inevitable result.

Alfred felt disgusted at the fact that he actually regarded Rowell as an opponent before.

Countless thoughts flashed through Alfred's mind one by one.

Then.

He was the first person on the side of the Thunder Lions to engage the Mountain Lions.

He raised the flame lion's fangs high, and then swung it fiercely to the right. His right hand slid back on the handle of the war halberd. When it reached the end, Alfred suddenly exerted force with his right hand and clenched the war halberd tightly. The handle of the halberd. With Alfred's sudden force, the halberd swung to the right suddenly stopped in mid-air, but the sharp ax blade just slashed the throat of a mountain lion soldier who was rushing towards him.

In the eyes of outsiders, it seems that this soldier rushed up to seek death by himself.

But only in the eyes of real masters and powerhouses can they see that Alfred's blow is an excellent judgment of distance, speed and strength.

But when the halberd sliced ​​through the soldier's throat, Alfred did not stay where he was, and his figure was still charging forward. However, his right hand swung again, and this time the halberd was swung towards the left fiercely, and then once again, a soldier of the Mountain Lion Legion was directly sent flying with the weight and attributes of the Flame Lion's fangs. The bonus, coupled with Alfred's full shot, it is impossible for ordinary soldiers to block it.

But this time, the soldier of the Mountain Lion Legion was really out of luck, because he triggered the special effect attached to the fangs of the flame lion.

Burning hot.

So when the soldier of the Mountain Lion Legion was sent flying, a burst of flames suddenly exploded from his body. In less than a second, the flames swallowed him whole, and his screams stopped immediately as soon as they started, all this is enough to prove how high the temperature of the flames is.

As the soldier was sent flying, it looked as if Alfred had slashed a fireball with his halberd.

On the ground, there were black spots where the light armor on the soldier's body was burnt into molten iron and poured onto the ground.

In the air was the scorched smell of the soldier's body being thoroughly roasted.

Then, the human-shaped fireball landed on several soldiers of the Mountain Lion Legion who were charging, and the extremely high-temperature flames completely condensed by magic power instantly swallowed these unlucky soldiers again.

As for Alfred, after he sent the soldier flying, he didn't even glance from the corner of his eye.

He just kept charging, and at the same time kept waving the war halberd, without the slightest thought of stopping. Instead, he had a posture of trying to cut through the formation of the entire mountain lion army.

That is an indomitable overbearing!

Facing such Alfred's charge, the soldiers of the Mountain Lion Legion soon felt a chill, because at the forefront of the battlefield, they did not find the soul of their legion, Rowell Howard. The first commander to charge, at this moment, none of the soldiers of the Mountain Lion Legion could see him!

As for the soldiers of the Thunder Lion, their morale was extremely high.

Because their king, the lion king who led them to constant victories, is at the place where the crowd is densest, always in front of their sight!

It is also called the Lion King, but Alfred and Rowell's attitudes towards war are completely opposite. (To be continued) [Bring the parallel importers @蜜豆吧@TB小红鸡@who is undercover @圣兽师] If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendations and monthly tickets. Your support is my greatest. motivation. )