The Lord Who Wants to Be Emperor

Thor looked at Aslan who had entered the battlefield angrily. Even if the battle was finally won, such a huge loss would definitely make those lords feel distressed and vent their anger.

Regardless of victory or defeat, Thor cannot escape.

Since others had planned to kill him, it was even more unlikely that he would make others feel better.

Especially Aslan, the initiator.

With a wave of his hand, the only crossbow centuries of the Allied Forces quickly approached the battlefield of Aslan under the cover of elite infantry.

"put!"

When the distance was less than 100 meters, Thor decisively issued an attack order, whether friendly or enemy.

This wave of arrows is completely indiscriminate attack.

The coalition soldiers who were besieging Aslan reached one place, and Aslan's helmet was also struck by an arrow. Looking up, Thor's crossbow was loaded and ready to shoot.

"Damn! Are you a knight anymore." Aslan yelled and jumped off the horse, a lazy donkey rolled around to avoid the arrow rain.

There were several arrows stuck in the armor of Bose, but he was not afraid at all, and quickly rushed to Aslan to protect him with his body.

Under the knight's armor on the surface of Bowes, he was also wearing cotton armor.

Cotton armor is a battle suit made of cotton fabrics in ancient times to protect the body. After the emergence of firearms on the battlefield, the traditional heavy armor became vulnerable. So beginning in the Yuan Dynasty, a cloth faceplate with an outer part of cloth and an inner key with iron pieces appeared, that is, the predecessor of cotton armor.

The cotton armor produced in Merlot is made of a fiber called beeswax vine. This fiber is extremely tough. Coupled with a specially configured potion, its defense is even more terrifying.

Aslan has tested it and it is not much worse than the light body armor of the previous life.

Put this kind of fiber in the jacket, sew the thick thread tightly, soak in water, take out the floor, use your feet to sturdy, so as not to swell. Dry it again.

The knight puts on this kind of cotton armor, in addition to being able to protect against the cold in winter, it can also cushion the body damage caused by impact.

Aslan looked at Bows's tall figure, grabbed the spear of the corpse next to him with his left hand, and the spear shook suddenly.

With a violent flick, the spear flipped in the air and shot at Thor's crossbowman like an arrow from the string.

The spear shot directly through three or four crossbowmen before stopping. Aslan did not use fireball to attack in a range, because the magic power was too little and it took time to chant.

Instant magic like the hand of a mage is most suitable for battlefields.

The distance of one hundred meters seemed very far, but it was very close to the magician. After throwing out a few spears in a row and killing a dozen crossbowmen, Thor's hundred crossbowmen suddenly panicked.

"Catch the thief first!" Aslan yelled.

Bowes directly grabbed a coalition soldier to act as a shield and rushed towards Thor.

Aslan killed immediately afterwards.

Olga watched Aslan use the hand of the wizard to kill on the battlefield, he finally understood why the Marquis of Medea liked to use the hand of the wizard so much.

If the Marquis of Medea was like Aslan's hand by a mage like Aslan, his grave head would be two meters tall now.

Aslan cooperated with Boss, killing all the way and chasing Thor.

Thor also realized his mistake and quickly rushed into the crowd, and then coalition soldiers surrounded the two.

"Don't chase!" Aslan stopped Bowes' attack, and the two rushed up to the knights to fight and retreat.

Thor's sullen gaze swept across Aslan's young face, and when he was about to retreat to the place of a group of corpses, a sullen smile appeared on his face, and the crossbowmen who had been washed away returned back behind him.

Aslan, who was retreating, felt that something was wrong instinctively, and the surrounding magical elements began to violently beat.

This was a sign that magic was about to explode, but no magician appeared around.

An unprecedented sense of crisis struck.

Rumble!

With a loud noise, the knight standing next to Aslan instinctively raised his shield to block Aslan's front.

The knight was blown into the sky by a sudden explosion.

Aslan was also overturned by the shock wave.

The explosion sounded one after another, and within a short while, the entire area where Aslan was located was flooded.

The entire battlefield was also shocked by the loud noise. The soldiers on either side instinctively stopped their offensive actions.

But when everyone realized the seriousness of the matter, the Merlot army was completely out of control.

"Protect Lord Lord!"

I don't know which soldier yelled, and immediately rushed towards the explosion area, but he tripped over the corpse after just running two steps. He didn't even pick up the dropped weapon and staggered towards the explosion area.

The gun smoke dissipated slowly, and there were fragments of corpses everywhere, many of which were fragments of the armor of the guarding knights around Aslan.

"Lord Lord!"

The Merlot army was completely crazy. They didn't know if Aslan was dead, but the faith in their hearts continued to collapse.

The lord who brought them happiness died.

Their future is also dead.

Arthur roared, his vindictiveness soared, and he broke through the great knight directly, dashing forward with a shield in one hand and a cross sword in the other, knocking over the senior knight on the opposite side, and cutting his head off with a backhand.

Only then did the other two high-level swordsmen react, but Arthur's play was completely life-for-life, and the three high-level swordsmen and knights who had besieged him were resolved in a short while.

Gao Wen's eyes were ruddy, but he did not lose his composure, and roared, "Vengeful Lord Lord!"

The Merlot crossbowmen could no longer calmly shoot in, and quickly ran to the two wings.

A small team of a hundred people began to freely cover the attack.

At this moment, the fighting power and madness erupted by the Merlot army made those who watched the battle frightened.

A Merlot elite infantry was pierced through the abdomen by three long spears. He didn't immediately fall down. Instead, he roared. The whole abdomen was directly shot across the long spear, blood stained the hilt of the gun, and the war sword in his hand was waved. Three heads were high. Flying high, the three coalition soldiers were horrified before they died.

The soldier beheaded the target three people, and his lamp was exhausted. He turned around laboriously and looked at the explosion area. His legs fell weakly. Because of the spear, he could not fall down, so he could only kneel and watch. Lord to his lord.

"kill!"

"Kill!"

The Merlot army was completely mad. If at first it was just to fight the war with tactics and tactics, then it would be completely irrational now.

It doesn't matter to be hacked, because I will hack you to death first.

The Melo army's almost life-changing style of play caused the coalition soldiers to completely collapse. They couldn't bear these wounded monsters with blood still flowing down.

"They are not human! They are the devil"

I don't know who shouted, turned around and ran. This run brought a chain reaction. This time, even if the Supervisor team cut the sword to the edge, it was of no avail.