Chapter 125

The rebels lined up behind the gate were suddenly attacked, blown away and burned to death.

"Fuck! What's going on!" Amasta was shocked, "There is such a powerful magician, damn it."

"Fanatical believers of the Shadow World True God, stop the enemy for me!"

The fanatics under Amasta, wearing all kinds of messy armor, raised their weapons and shouted incomprehensible scriptures, howling and rushing over.

"Blood sacrifice to the True God!"

The First Army of Night was not to be outdone, and immediately burst into a strong shout and poured in from the broken gate.

"For the Baron, charge!"

Iron Hammer held a shield in one hand and a mace in the other, with a fiery fighting spirit burning in his eyes. He saw the captain of the fanatics rushing over at a glance, and without saying a word, he shouted the word "die", and then used all his brute force to swing his hammer fiercely.

The village was small, and there were many people on both sides. There was no room for retreat, so the fanatic could only grit his teeth and raise his beheading axe to block.

There was a loud clang.

"Wow!"

In just one move, the fanatic who was addicted to alcohol and sex felt a strong force coming, his hands were sore, his knuckles were torn, and his weapon was directly knocked away. Before he could panic, he was knocked to the ground by the hammer with the shield, followed by another powerful hammer.

The fanatic's head was smashed to pieces, and his bloody body was still twitching.

The soldiers of the Night simply held up their shields to protect themselves, and then stabbed with their guns, killing the rebels wherever they stabbed.

"Come out, servants of the evil god." Seeing the situation was critical, Amasta immediately squeezed out all his magic power and created five more blood skeleton soldiers, "Kill them all..."

Before he finished speaking, a crossbow arrow quickly penetrated Amasta's forehead. The priest didn't even groan and fell to the ground and died immediately.

"Really, a mage dares to be so arrogant, thinking I can't see you, right?"

The small map has long marked the enemy first-level mage.

Although the mage has strong destructive power, it can still be killed by ordinary weapons.

Field put away the crossbow arrow that was shot in the air, and after turning the iris brooch into a long sword, he whistled and slashed with a sacred light.

The blood skeleton looked terrifying, but in fact it was not even a first-level creature. It was immediately bombarded by the iris long sword, and its bones were shattered to the ground.

"Kill, kill, kill!"

"Long live Lord Field!"

The crowd was infected by Field's bravery, and rushed into Shanquan Village like a torrent, launching a fierce massacre against the rebels.

In the distant forest area, Falide looked at the boiling Shanquan Village. The more he looked, the more he felt something was wrong, and his smile gradually disappeared.

Why is the script wrong?

Field should not have been repelled by the cultists many times, suffered heavy casualties, and then knelt down in front of him and begged for mercy.

"Sir, uh, they seem to have attacked." A knight was shocked.

"Is the intelligence wrong?"

Falide was also confused.

"It doesn't matter. We will also launch an attack later and get a share. No matter what, I will not suffer any loss."

The knight asked weakly: "What if Field comes to settle accounts with us?"

"What can he do? Use soldiers to besiege me? As long as one soldier leaks the secret, his noble career will be over. Besides, he is not our opponent at all."

Falide was not at all intimidated. He waved his hand: "Get on the horse, let's go. I led this battle properly, and it's time to take over."

"Hehe, where are you going? This road is blocked."

An elegant figure walked out of the woods.

Rosaria wiped the saliva from the corner of her mouth and said gently: "My stomach is empty, you look a little delicious."

"Who are you?" The knights drew their swords vigilantly.

"A... woman? Who are you!"

Falide's pupils shrank sharply. He was not dazzled by beauty. In a war-torn land, seeing a stunning beauty smiling and walking out is definitely not a good thing, because the other party may be the Chosen One.

"Ahem, blood sacrifice... um, what is blood sacrifice, blood sacrifice corruption! I'm going to kill you."

Rosaria smiled morbidly, and the Gluttony Greatsword flashed out from behind her, and the demon pupil on the sword flashed the fierce light of Khorne.

"Run away, it's the Chosen One!"

The knights were so scared that their pants almost flew off.

"Damn, why are there enemy Chosen Ones here!"

The number of Chosen Ones is very small, and they will only be used on the tip of the knife, such as breaking the formation, beheading or defending the fortress. In the woods outside a small village where no one lives, the probability of encountering the enemy Chosen Ones is almost zero.

"Run, run, it will taste better." Rosaria licked the corner of her mouth with her bright red tongue, her eyes slightly condensed, and the majestic divine power surged out. The Gluttony Greatsword was thrown out by her, and it pierced through the space in an instant, directly breaking a knight who had just mounted his horse in half.

"Not yetFinished, food for human taste. "

Rosaria recalled the greatsword, and the chain on the sword rolled back two knights.

"Puff~"

The two figures who screamed in fear were torn into pieces by Rosaria, and a large amount of life energy was absorbed.

"The chosen one of the Shadow World Sect is so terrifying." Fali was so scared that his pupils shook, and he swung the whip to leave an afterimage, and tried his best to urge the warhorse to escape.

Although there were thirty riders, the crowd had no desire to resist at all, and they just focused on running away.

From time to time, screams and the sound of flesh and blood bursting came to his ears. Fali was already scared to death, but fortunately, he saw the mountain road down the mountain.

As long as he went down the mountain, the plain was more suitable for horses to gallop, and then he would find the coalition forces for help, and he would survive!

However, Fali was soon stunned.

Because he saw a wall of debris piled up at the exit of the mountain road, tied together with chevaux de frise, roadblocks and ropes.

"Nimma! The road is blocked. "

He suddenly remembered that Field blocked the retreat before attacking. He was watching the joke, but he didn't expect that this thing would pit him!

"Field, I will never forgive you!"

The only three remaining knights were desperate and cursed Field at the top of their lungs.

"Hehehe."

Rosaria almost laughed to death. She certainly knew what was going on. Then, Rosaria dodged and swung her sword to kill all the surviving knights.

"I, I have wanted to join the Shadow World Sect for a long time." Fali was in tears, knelt down, and begged for mercy.

Rosaria didn't bother to talk nonsense, and swung the chain, twisting his limbs violently. The corrupt divine power immediately began to destroy his soul, and the painful cry echoed in the mountains.

"Ahhhhh! "

The sun set into the mountains, the battle of Shanquan Village ended, and corpses were everywhere.

The moonlight enveloped the fluttering flags. The soldiers of the First Army led by Night were not idle, pushing out carts of rebel corpses and piling them up in the open space outside.

"Where did the governor go? Why has there been no movement for a long time? Those who are not injured, come with me to find him."

Field walked out of the house, he put on the Gluttony Greatsword again, and asked everyone knowingly.