The Most Lord

Chapter 330 Mental collapse

The giant sword warrior rode his horse and charged 100 meters away. He jumped up from the mount and rushed towards Xin Zhao from the air. This is because most warriors in the world are not good at riding and fighting, and the horses they sit on are just ordinary war horses, and mounts are just a burden to them in battle.

The giant sword warrior rushed in front of Xin Zhao, raised the giant sword high, and chopped it down with a blow like thunder. Xin Zhao rode on the horse, and he passed the spear forward in his hand, and the spear pierced the giant sword warrior in the air like lightning.

To be precise, it was the giant sword cut by the giant sword warrior!

The tip of Xin Zhao's spear hit the blade of the giant sword with great accuracy, and there was a piercing sound when the spear and sword intersected. The giant sword warrior in the air was shot back by Xin Zhao, and Xin Zhao himself sank, and the horse under him let out a wail and fell to the ground. Xin Zhao's figure was crooked and almost fell off the horse, and his body jumped onto the open space in front of him.

"Ordinary mounts really can't withstand battles of this level. It seems that we need to find a suitable mount in the future, so that I can show my demeanor in riding battles." Xin Zhao shook his head and said.

The giant sword warrior was shot back by Xin Zhao, and after landing, he looked at Xin Zhao again with serious eyes. Although the warrior with the gun in front of him looks young, his strength is definitely not inferior to his own! Although the two just attacked each other just now, they looked evenly matched, but the giant sword warrior knew very well that the opponent was distracted and used part of his fighting spirit to protect the mount under him!

If the opponent makes a full attack regardless of the death of the horse below him, maybe he will be the one who suffers. What puzzled the giant sword warrior was that he could perceive that the energy in the opponent's body was only about tenth level, so why could he exert such powerful power with one shot?

What he didn't know was that although Xin Zhao's level was only tenth, the hero's strength was already higher than that of ordinary strong people, plus the bonus of skin, the bonus of dragon soul, not to mention fighting skills, it was only his own strength , Xin Zhao is no weaker than an eleventh-level fighter.

"Not bad, you actually managed to take a shot from me, Lord Xin. I want to see how many shots you can take." After Xin Zhao finished speaking, he looked like a dragon, and charged towards the giant sword warrior with his gun.

After a few shots, Zhao Xintian let out a roar, releasing a dazzling red light between his hands.

Crazy battle roar!

After a war cry, Xin Zhao seemed to be in a state of frenzy, and his attack speed suddenly accelerated. The giant sword warrior, who had been gradually weakened by Xin Zhao's attack, became flustered instantly, and was accidentally stabbed in the right shoulder by Xin Zhao.

not good! The giant sword warrior was shocked, he jumped back and retreated, trying to escape back to his own army. Seeing that his opponent wanted to escape, Xin Zhao smiled lightly, stabbed forward with his long spear, and rushed to the front of the giant sword warrior.

Fearless charge!

The Giant Sword Warrior never thought that Xin Zhao's sprinting speed was so fast, and before he had time to react, he was stabbed through the chest by Xin Zhao, and the point of the spear protruded from his chest.

"Uh..." Blood flowed from the corner of the giant sword warrior's mouth, and the giant sword warrior's eyes gradually became slack and lost their spirit.

Xin Zhao pulled out his spear, blood gushed out, and the body of the greatsword warrior fell heavily to the ground.

Xin Zhao let out a long laugh: "Who dares to come out and fight with me?"

In the coalition army formation, Harlem's face turned pale for a while.

"The whole army is ready to attack!" Harlem ordered through gritted teeth. How strong is your personal strength? In front of tens of thousands of battle formations, even the twelfth-level powerhouse can play an extremely limited role!

Xin Zhao watched the enemy formation slowly approaching, and smiled softly: "Want to fight to decide the outcome? Then, Lord Xin, I will show you my art of war command."

After finishing speaking, Xin Zhao retreated to the Huaxia leader's army formation: "Ready to fight!"

The distance between the two armies was only more than 300 meters, and they quickly collided. Zhao Xinjing stood on a high ground behind the army formation, observing the situation on the field while giving orders according to the situation on the field.

"The archers retreat after three rounds of volley, and the light infantry on both wings cover up!"

"The heavy infantry changed into a square formation, and the pikemen cooperated with the attack!"

"The cavalry is moving towards the right flank, listen to my instructions, and be ready to attack at any time!"

"The heavy infantry blocks the gap on the right, and the light infantry on the left becomes a conical formation!"

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Commands were issued from Xin Zhao's mouth one after another, and the army of 30,000 people advanced and retreated under the command of Xin Zhao, like arm and finger.

Xin Zhao's command style is very different from Swain and Galen's. Xin Zhao was born in the East, and his command style is inevitably influenced by Eastern tactics. For example, whether it is formation or on-the-spot command, it is full of Eastern characteristics. The style is extremely detailed.

Harlem didn't take Xin Zhao seriously at first. In his opinion, with his command level, he could easily defeat the opponent in a duel with the same strength, and control the death ratio of the two sides to two to one, no, three to one. !

But as time passed, Harlem's confident smile disappeared, and bean-sized sweat dripped down his face, which couldn't be stopped! The casualty ratio on the battlefield was indeed three to one as he expected, but there were three of them, and Huaxia got one!

The soldiers of the Huaxia collar formed a huge flesh and blood mill, constantly devouring the soldiers under Harlem's command. Harlem kept changing his formation to break this passive situation, but he became more and more passive. For the first time, Harlem felt that he was overwhelmed by the opposing commander in terms of commanding the battle formation!

"Heavy infantry and cavalry cover, and the others retreat quickly!"

After losing nearly 10,000 troops, Harlem's psychological defense finally collapsed and he ordered a retreat. Now it is impossible to get out of the whole body, and you can only escape as much as you can.

"Contact His Highness, let him send troops to support!" Harlem was afraid that Xin Zhao would chase him all the way to the end, so he hurriedly asked for help from the camp.

When the coalition battalion received the news, while shocked, they immediately dispatched 20,000 cavalry to help. The camp of the coalition army is only a few miles away from the battle site, and they can rush to the battlefield very quickly with the speed of cavalry.

The coalition forces sent cavalry to support, and the sentinel of Huaxia notified Xin Zhao immediately after discovering it, and Xin Zhao immediately ordered to stop the pursuit and return to the camp. This battle has earned enough!

More than 10,000 people were killed by the coalition forces in this battle, but the number of casualties in the Huaxia Command did not exceed 3,000.

"Let's see if you dare to look down on me next time, Lord Xin, and send such a few soldiers to die." Looking at the fleeing figure of the coalition army, Xin Zhao proudly said.

On the other side, after Harlem fled back to the camp with the remnant soldiers in a panic, he was immediately called into the main tent by Prince Karl.

"Harlem, tell me what's going on!" Prince Carl's face turned frosty. Never before has the army of the Harlello Kingdom suffered such a disastrous defeat!

Harlem lowered his head in shame: "Your Highness, I am not the opponent of the opponent. Even if I fight again, ten times, or a thousand times, the result is still the same. I am not his opponent."

In this battle, Xin Zhao lost all confidence in directly fighting Harlem!

If everyone in the tent was just surprised by Harlem's defeat before, they are shocked now. They never imagined that Harlem not only lost, but also lost so convincingly that he completely lost the confidence and courage to fight against the opponent!

Prince Karl knew Harlem very well, and he couldn't help frowning: "Is the general on the other side really that strong?"

Based on Prince Carl's understanding of Harlem, if Harlem hadn't lost too badly and was crushed by the opponent in all directions, he would definitely not be so discouraged!