MTL - Inside and Outside World-Chapter 50 : launch a charge

"Dangdang..."

50 archers were thrown. Although most of the arrows fell on the ground, some still hit the shield.

Yan Luo held up a large shield and squatted on the ground, his whole body huddled under the shield. The arrows hitting the shield surface were not weak, and his arms were still raised steadily.

"Why, why are these Macedonian soldiers attacking us?"

Zhu Xiaoyong is too fat, the shield can't cover it at all, he can't help but regret at this moment, why he eats so much and grows such a fat body.

"Could it be that they came to attack Greece, and we were caught in the pond? But the Macedonian Corps launched a war, and it is impossible to go deep here!" Wang Dongwei was also puzzled, and at this moment an arrow suddenly passed through the shield.

"Not good, this is a copper-clad wooden shield, it can't stop too much!"

When he was panicking, Zhu Xiaoyong suddenly let out a scream, crying: "I was hit by an arrow, I was hit by an arrow...I'm going to die..."

"Whoosh whoosh..."

The rain of arrows was still going on, and the three of them never expected that they would encounter attacks from archers of the corps on the road, and the storage space was limited, and they only carried one side of their shields, only to hear a "click", and the round shield in Wang Dongwei's hand , suddenly cracked.

In the distance, Granite, the leader of the Macedonian mercenary group, a man in his 40s, had a smile on his lips.

The Macedonians are the common descendants of the Greeks, Thraces, and Illyrians. They are brave and rough, but they are looked down upon by the Greeks as alien barbarians—this time they can earn a talent from the Athenians and get permission to enter A passport to the hinterland is really a joy.

After killing these orientals, it's time to plunder them.

50 auxiliary soldiers, each with 6 arrows. After shooting 300 arrows, the place where the three of them were in the distance was full of arrows stuck in the ground, and the shields of the three of them became hedgehogs.

"Uh…"

Zhu Xiaoyong curled up on the ground, crying and moaning. Many arrows were inserted into his arms, stomach, and thighs. The arrows penetrated deep into the skin, causing unbearable pain.

However, Wang Dongwei's injuries are now more serious. The shield was broken in the 6 consecutive rounds of arrow rain. There was nothing else. An arrow shot into the chest cavity on the right side of the chest. Blood foam.

Yan Luo threw the large porcupine-like shield in his hand on the ground, and there was also an arrow on his right leg.

He stretched out his hand and pulled the arrow down.

With this movement, blood spattered from the wound.

He has the genes of primary life, his physique is extraordinary, the arrowhead does not penetrate deep into the flesh, and he heals himself, such an injury is fine.

"call…"

Yan Luo let out a breath and straightened his body.

A pair of mandarin duck sabers appeared in both hands.

"Yan Luo."

Wang Dongwei put his hand on his chest, he didn't dare to pull out the arrow, otherwise he would lose a lot of blood. At the wound, red blood was spreading, and he said with difficulty: "These... are Macedonian regiments, not only infantry, but also cavalry...you can't fight alone..."

"How would you know if you don't try this kind of thing?"

The wound on Yan Luo's leg didn't expand, and the blood gradually stopped.

The Mandarin Knife and the Yang Knife each rotated once on the palm of the hand, and they were lifted twice. Under the light of the setting sun, they reflected a cold white light.

"Ten auxiliary soldiers stepped forward and killed three Orientals."

Granite, the leader of the mercenary group on horseback, issued an order.

There were only three people on the other side, and two of them fell to the ground and lost their fighting power. They could be hacked to death with a single knife—that is, there was only one person left. Even so, out of caution, the leader still sent out a full 10 soldiers.

The auxiliary soldiers put down their bows, held their axes, and marched in the direction of Yan Luo.

When the ten soldiers approached more than ten meters away, someone noticed the flickering light of the two weapons. They realized that they were all iron, and their breathing became heavy immediately. The two all-iron weapons were more exquisite than the Persian scimitar. It is a great wealth.

"kill!"

The leading soldier raised his ax and slashed at Yan Luo. His movements stopped suddenly, his eyes were full of fear, and a blood-stained mandarin knife was pulled out from his heart, bringing out a splash of blood, which was the blood from his heart. , hot, bright red.

Yan Luo's speed exploded suddenly, he dodged the two axes coming from the left and right, and when he passed through the gap between the two, he raised his arms like white cranes spreading their wings, and the mandarin duck knife followed the movement and slashed across the necks of the two. .

"died?"

In the blink of an eye, 3 soldiers died, and the leader of the 10 people, with horror and shock, jumped with both hands holding the ax and slashed down hard. The muscles in his arms swelled, as if he wanted to split the head of this terrible enemy.

Yan Luo didn't have time to dodge, crossed his swords and raised them to block the edge of the axe. After holding the weapons together for a while, he slid the blade along the blade, and the mandarin knife directly cut off the four fingers of the team leader holding the axe. , Yang Dao raised from below.

"puff…"

In the large expanse of scattered blood, the team leader collapsed to the ground.

"how so?"

Granite, the leader of the mercenary group, had an ugly face. How could this Oriental, who was as delicate as a woman, be so powerful? No wonder the Athenians were willing to pay a talent of silver.

4 people died, and the remaining 6 soldiers were frightened. They stood still and did not dare to move forward, their faces were full of fear.

Yan Luo once again exploded with speed, sprinted forward, and rushed into the six soldiers. Yuan Dao and Yang Dao turned into two cold white light bands, surrounded by several arcs of light, and then rushed out from the crowd. stop outside.

These six soldiers fell to the ground one after another. The cause of death for each of them was the same, their throats were deeply cut.

Yan Luo held a dagger-like scimitar in his hand, and he was not interested in facing a group of people alone. He would fight with others for 300 rounds, relying on his physical fitness and absolute calm to launch an attack on the weakest point! The heart and throat are all assassins' one-hit kills!

"So fast?"

Wang Dongwei was panting weakly. Last time in the Keerta camp, Yan Luo killed 4 of them by himself, and now there are 10 of them. I didn't expect it to be so fast.

Zhu Xiaoyong stopped crying, Yan Luo didn't abandon the two of them and ran away from the river, he didn't dare to cry and howl to disturb his teammates, all 10 soldiers died in a blink of an eye, and some hope surged in his heart.

"Ghulam!"

Under the call of the leader Granite, one person walked out. This is a man about 30 years old, with a height of 1.9 meters-in this era, such a height belongs to giants. On the face of the giant Han Goulam, there are several scars that are as ferocious as centipedes, and they are as terrifying as ghosts.

"Put on your armor and kill that man!"

"Yes."

Gulam sticks out his tongue and licks his mouth. A soldier next to him brings a full set of chain armor. This set of full armor has a whole piece of metal on the chest and a black iron helmet. The whole person looks like an iron tower.

This is a warrior from the mercenary group. He once killed dozens of Persians on the battlefield alone! The armor on his body was captured from a Persian general. Another soldier brought a horse, and this horse was also covered with a layer of chain armor.

Under the support of two soldiers, Gulam rode on his horse and took a six-meter-long Macedonian spear with a pointed tip cut from the soldier.

He put the spear on his shoulder, pointed the spear point down slightly, clamped the horse's belly with his legs, and began to charge Yan Luo.

"Heavy armored cavalry charge!"

Wang Dongwei's face had turned pale due to blood loss. His mouth was full of blood, and he shouted with difficulty: "Get out of here! These are heavy armored cavalry, and the charge with horsepower cannot be resisted!"

In the era of cold weapons, the most terrifying attack! Although there is only one rider, the fully armored iron tower-like soldiers and galloping horses, the six-meter-long Macedonian spear, are powerful enough to put a group of infantry on it like they are wearing skewers!

"call…"

Yan Luo exhaled a turbid breath, and the continuous burst of sprints just now killed 10 soldiers, which was not without loss of physical strength. Seeing the heavy armored cavalry charging towards him from 200 meters away, he threw the blood-stained Yuanyang knife on the ground and held a 2.4-meter-long iron rod.

Beaulieu stick!

Yan Luo held the lower end of the stick with both hands, and stood quietly, with the head of the stick straightened, pointing at the approaching, six-meter-long Macedonian spear slanting down, facing the enemy hidden in the helmet.

"Danger!" Wang Dongwei yelled, Yan Luo didn't dodge or evade such a charge! So arrogant.

"Hahaha..." The leader of Granite in the distance smiled, no infantry could withstand the charge of the heavy cavalry!

A bloodthirsty light flickered in Guram's eyes inside the helmet.

Zhu Xiaoyong closed his eyes, not daring to look any further.

The 2.4-meter iron rod was relatively too short, and it was still far away from the opponent. The six-meter-long spear tip was already close in front of him.

If it is not absolutely calm, I am afraid that no one can maintain a calm state of mind in such a life-and-death situation. Yan Luo slammed to the side, this Macedonian spear almost rubbed against his right cheek, pierced through, and the air flow brought up even broke a few cheek hairs.

The muscles of his whole body were tense, UU Reading www.uukanshu.com The strength of the waist, the strength of the spine, the strength of the arms, all the strength was poured into the dragon rod in his hand, and he swung the 62-jin weapon and smashed it sideways and forward!

"Whoosh..."

A strong whistling sound sounded, and the stick almost drew a white line visible to the naked eye in the void.

"boom!"

The body of the Panlong stick hit the horse's head firmly, with a bang, the horse's skull was obviously smashed, and a large amount of blood mist was sprayed from the nose. The huge force made this ton of armored The war horse, with its head driving its body, flung it out, flying 5 or 6 meters away! The heavy armored knight above fell to the ground.

"what?"

A Macedonian mercenary watched the scene with his mouth wide open. How could a man wield a stick and knock away the charging heavy cavalry? This is absolutely impossible!

"Damn boy! I'm going to tear you apart..."

Gulam got up from the ground, his helmet fell off, and a rib on his body was broken. This ugly strong man had a mixed anger and tyranny on his face, which was like a ghost. He drew an iron sword from his waist.

"roll!"

From Yan Luo's mouth, the word "roll" flew out, congealing into a yellow-orange bullet, and the ferocious expression on Gulam's face suddenly turned into astonishment. In the middle of his forehead, a blood hole appeared, and a pool of blood mixed with white brain matter flowed down. He raised his hand in disbelief, wiped it, and looked at it, his tower-like body fell backwards.

"Whew..."

Panting violently, Yan Luo suddenly threw the Panlong stick in his hand on the ground, and then charged towards the Macedonian regiment 200 meters away.

Alone, throwing away weapons, charging towards a regiment?

Granite could hardly believe what he saw.

Is this guy crazy?