Glory Riding and Cutting

"Huh, huh, huh." Panting heavily, Tiberius broke an arrow that hit the top of his left chest. The arrow pierced through his armor, but it didn't go deep into the flesh and blood, and was shot by him. His strong muscles were stuck tightly, and he failed to damage his internal organs and bones.

Tiberius, who was covered in blood, looked around. Leonard's army had been completely defeated. Most of them were fleeing in all directions and were shot dead by archers or captured alive by Nord warriors. Only some areas were still resisting. There are only dozens of clansmen left around him, and the rest are either killed or washed away.

Tiberius was a little disheartened. After his homeland was invaded by the Seljuks, he led his tribe to fight for decades, and failed several times trying to seize a new homeland. He lost to Ronan in Terra, and went to Gaoling again. After being defeated by Ronan, Tiberius' only impression of Ronan was that he had seen the small fortress on Terra from a distance, but later he heard that he killed hundreds of warriors by himself, and he was a powerful knight.

When he first came to Gaoling, he thought it was the same name, but he didn't expect that it was really the knight who was just a small mercenary. His chest heaved rapidly like a bellows. Tiberius knew that he had been defeated, but he was still unwilling to give up, and he was unwilling to let the tribe that had finally become stronger again be destroyed by his decision.

"Ah!!!" Tiberius roared angrily, and the remaining clansmen around him were shot by arrows and chopped down by the enemy, and finally he was the only one left surrounded by a dozen or so Nord warriors.

His body weighed several arrows, and there were several deep bone wounds on his body. The continuous flow of blood made Tiberius' hands and feet cold, but he still refused to give up like a giant bear surrounded by hunters.

"Surrender! I heard the lord mention you. You are a great chieftain and a powerful warrior. You don't have to die here. There is still hope for your tribe. Look around you. Are all the clansmen buried with you?

Put down your weapons, the lord is willing to give you a chance! Otherwise, the road to perdition is at your feet! "

Magna's voice came from outside the encirclement circle of the Nord fighters, the voice fell, and Magna also walked in through the gap made by the Nord fighters.

Tiberius was silent, looking around with his blood-red eyes, his surviving clansmen fell to their knees on the ground, with a soldier standing behind them, it seemed that as long as he showed any sign of resistance, those clansmen of his would be killed The soldiers behind him were beheaded, and he would be shot through the heart by the Vekir archers who stood behind the Nord warriors who surrounded him.

"Ah!" After a long time, Tiberius looked up to the sky and sighed, and then let go of his right hand, allowing the giant ax to slip from his hand and be embedded in the blood-stained soil on the ground.

"Very good, a wise choice, believe me, you will not regret your decision, what Leonard can give you, the lord can give you, your tribe will prosper in your hands!" Ma Gener said to Tiberius with a smile, and then said to the adjutant beside him:

"Take him down to heal his wounds, as well as his clansmen, the lord will summon him later!"

The adjutant immediately stepped forward, took Tiberius, whose hands were tied behind his back, to a tent not too far away, found a tent with little damage, and went to a doctor to treat him. Although Tiberius was physically strong, his The injury is not minor, and it could be life-threatening if not treated in time.

Except for some of the soldiers who fled on the battlefield, most of them were controlled, and the rest who tried to continue to resist were also suppressed. Now there is only one place in the entire camp that is still fighting. It was the knights surrounding Leonard and hundreds of attendants and soldiers belonging to the Knights who gathered around them.

Those knights were worthy of being members of the most elite knights in the kingdom. After these knights cooperated with those soldiers to make Yesefa fall into a hard fight, although there was no major problem, they were still unable to break through their defenses and catch Leonard.

The heavy blow sent a soldier holding a shield flying, and at the same time, the light feathers behind him changed into several spear-like shapes and stabbed at the other soldiers. With a heavy wave of his left hand, a wave of waves sent out a knight on the left. He repelled several steps directly, and the armor on his chest was slightly dented.

Yeserfa withdrew his left hand and shook it hard, and the light spread, but this time, instead of forming a shield, more than a dozen javelins of light more than one meter long were condensed behind Yeserfa, and with a wave of Yeserfa's hand , directly blasted out and knocked down a group of soldiers, but soon other soldiers made up for it.

As the resistance in other positions on the battlefield was extinguished, the large troops freed up their hands and began to concentrate on dealing with this place. The Rhodoks warriors formed a circle with spears in one hand and shields in the other hand and kept shrinking the line of defense, forcing the enemy troops to also shrink. Until the range is getting smaller and smaller and almost squeezed together.

"Come back! Jessefa!" Ronan's voice sounded, and Nami Entu fell to the ground with a low growl. Ronan, who was riding on its back, said to Jessefa who was still fighting fiercely.

Ye Sefa forced the soldiers around him back, then jumped back into the air and floated to Ronan's side, then said:

"Sorry, I couldn't complete the task!"

"It doesn't matter, it's good to be able to stop Leonard from running away, after all, you can't show your full strength now." Ronan didn't mean to blame it.

"Surrender! Leonard! You have no chance. Surrender now, and you can be decent. I can treat you as a royal prisoner!" Ronan urged the loudspeaker spell to shout, but there was no response.

"Oh, there's no other way, the whole army presses down, no one will be left alive!" "Roar!" Ronan ordered loudly, and then he pulled the rein and rushed forward first, followed by Ye Sefa.

Nami Entu jumped high, flapped his wings and glided for a while, then directly threw down a soldier and jumped over the enemy's spears. Ronan raised his halberd and slashed sideways, directly killing a soldier who hadn't reacted yet. No matter how many times the enemy army slashed to the ground, the armor could not protect him under Ronan's sharp weapon, so half of the enemy army's body was chopped off by Ronan.

"Those who put down their weapons and surrender now, don't die! Otherwise, the end will be the same as him!" After a few strokes, Ronan stabbed a knight who came to block him on the tip of the halberd, raised it high and pointed at the people around him. shouted the soldier.

Not everyone has the same aura as the elite knights. Some ordinary soldiers immediately threw away their weapons and ran outside. Anthony chopped down a soldier who was about to escape and surrender, and gritted his teeth and turned to Ronan. On the other side, the tower shield plate armor knight had been pierced by Ye Sefa with light feathers, and he was lifted up and thrown out.