The lord is red again

The soldiers of the Star Dragon Sentry cooperated well, and their combat skills, equipment, and experience crushed the players in all aspects.

Facing the scavengers who also crushed the players, they quickly formed a city triangle formation and made the best response in the shortest time.

Chaos and order collided, and a thunderous sound broke out in the dark night.

"Boom!"

The scavengers madly crashed into the soldiers. The scavengers who seemed to be skinny were very flexible.

In contrast, the soldiers of the Star Dragon Sentry were heavily armed and not flexible.

This was a battle between spears and shields.

The first time the players saw the "invincible" scavengers, they were actually blocked by the iron shield wall of the Star Dragon Sentry soldiers.

The shields screamed and roared during the collision, and the soldiers' bodies trembled.

But the defense line did not retreat at all.

Compared with the single combat capability, the soldiers showed the undead players what teamwork is at this moment. The players who were complacent about the cooperation of four people to take down a wanderer camp before, now opened their mouths slightly, only surprised.

So this is what a real battle is like!

That fierce aura is not about rushing forward without regard for one's life, but a strategic action, integrating the training day and night into the bone marrow, and making the best choice at the moment of swinging the sword.

This world has sword masters per capita, right?

Lind doesn't care about the life and death of the players.

The performance of the soldiers also met his expectations. If the infantry of the Kingdom of Rand doesn't even have this ability, it's better to die.

He kept his eyes on the scavengers, and his expression was a little solemn.

"Fuck! These scavengers use formations!" Favorite Baisi couldn't help but swear.

Playing games is to swear, no matter what game a good man plays, butter has to swear, okay.

Scavengers are very strong, not afraid of death, and don't feel pain. This is why Lind and his soldiers are unwilling to collide with scavengers.

People hate mad dogs, but they are not afraid... They just don't want to be associated with them. It's too troublesome and unprofitable, and it's easy to get into trouble.

But it doesn't mean that you can't beat them.

Because the scavengers have no rules and move loosely, they can only passively take the beating when facing soldiers in formation.

But if the mad dogs start to use formations to target themselves, it will be completely different.

The previous guess was correct. There is a controller behind the scavengers.

Just like the queen bee to the bee colony.

"Awoo!"

A scavenger swung a big belly bag filled with a lot of things, stepped on the head of his companion, and strode across the soldiers' defense line to pounce on Linde.

Under the broken moonlight, the hunched body that pounced was like a desperate chain flying out of the abyss, heading straight for Linde's neck.

The cold bone claws stabbed down fiercely.

The Xuanwu Shield, who was "watching the CG" next to him, couldn't help but exclaimed.

How would the novice village chief Degeer respond?

He turned his head and looked at the handsome man, who was expressionless and holding a long sword, raising the sword.

Zizi!

I don't know if it's an illusion, or maybe there's a bug in the game? Xuanwu Shield noticed that the blade of the long sword in Linde's hand was red for a moment.

The red light flashed, and a crescent arc was drawn from bottom to top.

"Puff" "Puff"

The scavenger who pounced on Linde fell to the ground, making two obvious sounds of hitting the ground.

The sword that was cut diagonally upward actually split the scavenger in half without any obstruction.

Could it be that there was something different about the weapon in the lord's hand?

Looking at the scavenger with a smooth cut, Xuanwu Shield, as a bystander, began to exclaim: "Fuck, skills, it's a skill!"

"What?" The other two players who were lingering on and the favorite Baisi who was covered in wounds and just out of the battle turned to look at him.

Although he was about to die, that was a skill!

Does this game really have such a thing?

I thought that such a real world would not exist.

"Brother De just did it!" Xuanwu Shield gestured famously. He didn't see him so excited when his broken leg was rescued.

Brother De? What's your nickname?

Lind forced himself to suppress the change in his expression. He had indeed used a skill just now - Clowry's Rage.

Using the power of the Great Knight in his body to ignite the rage, burn the weapon, make the weapon sharper and cause fire damage, and double the power.

There is no need to ignite all of it. After all, his original strength is enough to easily tear the scavengers apart. The rage is just a little bit of thrust, helping the blade to be sharper.

The number of scavengers is still increasing.

The soldiers' defense line is still holding on and has not been broken.

The number of scavengers coming from the surroundings is increasing, and anyone with a discerning eye can see that the pressure on the soldiers is rising.

However, the elite combat qualities are also fully demonstrated at this moment. If it were an ordinary soldier, just to block the attack of the scavengers like a flood would consume all their physical strength and energy. On the other hand, the Star Dragon Sentry soldiers not only blocked the attack, but also fought back. The long swords extending from the gaps in the shields can always accurately pierce the scavenger's head and throat, causing the greatest damage.

To achieve this, you need not only strength, but also sufficient combat experience.

You can't kill them all, you can't deal with them, and there are more and more of them... The only good news is that there are only a dozen scavengers.

As long as you keep fighting, you can win.

The premise is that the scavengers will really be "stupid" enough to only attack from the front, and they will be obsessed with breaking through from the front.

If someone is behind the scenes directing, this will naturally not happen.

Everyone present noticed that these scavengers seemed to have deliberately bypassed the impenetrable iron wall, and instead worked together to bypass it from above, left and right, aiming directly at Lind!

"My lord!" Soldier Reed turned his head and looked at the scavengers that passed over the shield, and his heart was lifted.

Others also reacted, and the first thing they thought of was to abandon the defensive formation they had built and rush back to Lind's side to protect him.

The only ones who were really calm were probably the players.

If an NPC died, it meant that he was not an important NPC, and the plot would definitely introduce new NPCs later.

If the NPC did not die, it meant that he was an important NPC.

We players are still watching the CG.

Don't worry~

Facing seven or eight hunched figures rushing towards him, Lind grabbed the long sword with both hands.

Clowry's anger - burning!

"Boom" -!

The flames that instantly ignited the sword blade instantly turned half of Lind's face red, and the flames were reflected in his pupils, as if a lion was ignited by anger.

The twisted and twisted bright red flames were like boiling blood, just like Lind's expression at this moment.

He twisted his wrist and swung forward.

Swinging the long sword wrapped in flames, the surging heat waves spread in all directions. The basalt shield lying on the ground closest to Lind felt it first. He seemed to hear the "sizzling" sound of his hair being burned by the high temperature.

The scavengers that made everyone powerless a moment ago were now like moths flying into the fire.

The ground shook, and everyone seemed to hear the roar of a lion.

The naked eye could see that the blond man was waving the flames. It was the flames that dragged him to move, or... he was controlling the flames.

The flames rolled like angry flames! Roaring! Devouring everything!

Swallowing up the screams of the scavengers.

The fast swinging of the long sword, the powerful slashing, the sharpness that is as easy as a hot knife cutting lard, the unstoppable forward momentum... Everything makes Lind as fierce as a lion entering the hunting arena. The scavengers are just prey in his eyes, and they do not bring any risks except providing a little fun.

Even the flames wrapped around the blade are no longer the protagonist. The flames are just the lion's red mane showing off its majesty.

Lind is the lion.

And in the eyes of the players, there is only one thought.

"Fuck, so handsome!"