Mount & Blade: Wind of War

Boom, boom, boom.

"Hurry up, run!"

The ground shook, accompanied by the sharp and piercing shouts of the goblin Abby, a group of blue fat men wearing heavy steel armor and carrying solid maces on their shoulders ran over panting, the Lonely Mountain Castle Stronghold Corps.

Around this group of blue fat men, there were four or five goblins following each one.

It was a very strange phenomenon.

After being trained as heavy infantry, the ogres' originally violent temperament would be restrained and become somewhat naive. On the contrary, these goblins, originally timid and cowardly, would be transformed into vicious. Each of them held a sharp knife, and looked vicious and ferocious, the kind that could scare children to tears.

Rhodes usually cared for this corps very much. There were civilians on the street who threw stones at these alien legions. Although the stronghold corps was not allowed to fight back directly, the security team would directly capture people and throw them into the mining area as slaves for several months or even years.

This stronghold corps was also the main reason for Rhodes' reputation being damaged.

But not only Rhodes, but also most of the senior knights and civil servants of Lonely Mountain Castle felt that this kind of care was worthwhile.

Because in previous wars, the stronghold corps was fearless and fought to be the first in battle. These were all witnessed by the top leaders, and the cost of raising such a foreign corps was extremely low, and both the salary and pension were far lower than the regular army.

Every time after reading the actual combat data of the stronghold corps, Rhodes would understand why so many dynasties in his memory would eventually be destroyed by the barbarians he had cultivated, so when he used it, it was really easy to use.

Seeing that the stronghold corps had arrived, the tense atmosphere at the scene was relieved.

And it was not just the stronghold corps, there were also a steady stream of dark knights and Rhodok sacred heavy crossbowmen coming quickly.

Although the legend was strong, it was not used to fight these soldiers.

Just when Rhodes was a little relaxed, an elf holding two swords in front of him suddenly became ethereal.

Rhode was stunned for a moment, and then he fell into a huge rage. He suddenly turned around and rushed towards Lady Isriel who was supported by Likia and Yamila.

Rhode, who burst out his own power, floated up, his feet did not touch the ground, but he moved in the air at an astonishingly fast speed, and in the process, a large number of golden swords and light guns condensed around him.

"Looking for death!"

Rhode did not expect that there were still elves who dared to continue the mission and assassinate Lady Isriel when they were forced to break their form and hide, and were surrounded by the army.

Fatis, Airen and others also did not expect it and were caught off guard.

A hundred meters away, it was just a blink of an eye!

When the elf holding the double swords appeared again, he had already arrived in front of Lady Isriel.

The profession of mage is very strong. When the conditions are well prepared, they can often kill the warriors of the same level without any damage.

However, once a warrior successfully approaches a mage, or even breaks his shield, his weak body often cannot withstand a full-strength attack from a warrior of the same level. Even if he transforms his body to be as strong as a warrior, it still won’t work.

Because the difference in combat skills between the two sides is too great.

“The mission assigned by the elders must be completed, and you must die!”

The legendary elf assassin’s eyes were filled with cruel killing intent, and the bright silver swords in his hands crossed and chopped down.

Likia and Yamila, who were in front of Lady Isriel, could not keep up with their reaction speed at all, and the stunned expressions on their faces had not yet dissipated.

However, at this moment, an unusually sturdy and strong figure suddenly appeared between the two: the legendary blacksmith, Elder Nicolte.

No one knew how he managed to keep up with the elf assassin with his short legs when no one else could react.

Elder Nicolte jumped up and hugged Lady Isriel, and the next moment the bright silver swords chopped him.

As blood spurted out, the elven double-blade assassin was stunned for a moment.

The traditional relationship between elves and dwarves has never been good, and at this moment, the elven double-blade assassin's back was already shining brightly.

The legendary assassin could clearly feel that there seemed to be a ball of scorching sun fire in the light behind him, which was about to burn his soul to ashes.

However, since he dared to attack by surprise, he had naturally made up his mind to change his tactics.

The body of the elven double-blade assassin suddenly spun like a top, and the silver long sword engraved with runes in his hand whipped at Rhodes' face who was following closely behind him like a whip.

Bang.

Rhodes saw the opponent's change of tactics clearly, but he did not hesitate at all, and still slapped the back of the elven assassin with a palm.

Because the opponent's body movements changed rapidly, the palm had not even hit the opponent's knife before the opponent's knife had already hit him.

However, when the rune blade was about to hit the man's skin, a layer of semi-white and semi-transparent light appeared on Rhode's forehead, as if it was real, completely blocking the blade.

The two sides suddenly staggered, but Rhode's eyes were still cold, and the double-bladed elf assassin who was bleeding from the corner of his mouth under the palm force was full of disbelief.

How could the Immortal Body of Light be just a name?

In addition to the super strong accumulation and recovery performance, due to the nearly perfect light body, the holy light in Rhodes' body will perfectly match the body, forming a very solid light energy on the surface of Rhodes' body. The air moves with the mind, and the air does not dissipate and the power does not disappear, just like being covered with a layer of heavy steel armor at any time and anywhere, and even if it is broken, it will quickly recover automatically.

Such a magical skill can be called an immortal body of light.

"Kill them all."

Accompanied by Rhodes' order, the Dark Knights who had arrived launched a charge. Naturally, Fatis and Airen were hidden among them, looking for an opportunity to draw their swords.

However, four of the eight legendary elves were legendary wizards. When the four legendary wizards raised their staffs, a strange light flashed violently, and the next moment the elves in front of them disappeared without a trace.

The magic inheritance of the northern elves has never been cut off, so their accumulation is relatively too deep.

Seeing this, although Rhode looked unhappy and immediately announced to chase him with all his strength, he knew very well in his heart that it was impossible to catch up. If he really caught up, Lonely Mountain Castle would have to prepare a large sum of compensation.

"But, my Lonely Mountain is not a place where you pointy-eared people can come and go as you please? How can you not pay a sufficient price for hurting my people?" Rhode stretched out the five fingers of his right hand and slowly clenched them into a fist. There was no change on his face, but he sneered in his heart.