A hundred feet away, Kubrey looked at the shaking city of Gerben, and felt a little relieved. Fortunately, Gerben City had not fallen, otherwise there would be no way to explain to the court this time.
Flying sand and stones, dust and dust, tens of thousands of horses galloped, heading straight for rushing. Kubrey had no choice at all. If he waited, he was afraid that the city of Gerben would be broken, so he directly ordered to attack the Roman army's camp.
The camp was divided into two, one in the northwest was Bukridge's camp, and the southeast was Sariyev's station. Kubrey made a quick decision, and the Third Division was divided into two, and he led two regiments to attack Sariyev, and David Mo led the Eighth Regiment to attack Bukridge.
"The frontal contest is with a sense of courage. David Mo, no matter what method you use, I must hold the camp in the northwest. After an hour, I will gather at the place where my flag is located!" Kubrey hurriedly left David Mo and immediately led the army straight to the camp in the southeast.
David Mo looked at the camp in the northwest and could not see the end at all, but since Kubrey issued an order to attack, he had no way out at all, so he immediately ordered Tielbee and Moknash to lead the army to the storm.
"The Holy Empire! Glory! Glory! All the soldiers followed me to rush into the formation!" David Mo used his fighting gaze and roared loudly, with a spear in his hand, and rushed out first.
The cavalry around them also showed their fighting spirit, standing with cold swords, and while riding their horses, they kept shouting: "Glory! Glory! I wish to die for the empire!"
Bukridge had already received the news that the army was on guard at this time, and 150,000 local troops were in line. He did not take back the Central Army that was attacking the North City, because in his opinion, the two central regiments in the camp were enough to block the enemy.
In the city of Gerben, after seeing the Royal Imperial Army, Berguli ignited hope again. Everyone, including the soldiers around, shouted: "Reinforcements are here! Reinforcements are finally here!"
Seeing that his morale was greatly boosted, Bai Guli yelled again: "Brothers! Come with me to kill the enemy! The empire did not give up on us!"
At the same time, the North Gate, which was almost unable to support, finally exploded with the final combat power. More than 10,000 soldiers fought bravely under the leadership of the commander.
David Mo was like a sharp sword unsheathed, directly inserted into the camp of the Roman army. The surroundings were instantly surrounded by layers of Roman army, but the Central Army was still on standby.
Five thousand people entered the formation of more than 100,000 people, like a small boat, instantly flooded by the Roman soldiers like a tide. Faced with these soldiers without any cultivation, the Central Army gathered together and could not exert all its strength.
David Mo hurriedly shouted: "Change the whole into pieces! Use the unit of the connection! All parts are scattered!"
With his order, the troops that had originally gathered together broke through horizontally after a moment, forming various circles of reading power, slowly dissipating towards the center of the camp.
Tielbi was flying with a big axe everywhere, and his flesh and blood flew everywhere, and his hideous smile seemed to be a devil crawling out of hell, which made the Roman soldiers frightened.
Morknash's face was cold and a long sword rushed around. He was extremely skillful in killing people. All of them were fatal, and he basically didn't have to attack the same person twice.
David Mo flashed a silver spear on the battlefield, and the dragon roars were submerged in the shouts of soldiers. These ordinary soldiers with no cultivation were just a group of lambs to be slaughtered.
Bukridge stood on the high platform of the camp and saw clearly that the general of the Holy Empire was an extremely young general. His method of breaking the whole into pieces played a big role, like a big pounce on the local legion.
It was too smooth to attack the southern border of the Holy Empire during this period and he had no decent resistance at all. Now he suddenly encountered such an elite army, which made him a little uncomfortable.
Seeing this, a middle-aged officer next to him immediately turned over and knelt down on the ground, asking for his order: "I beg you to go to war!"
Bukridge looked up at the middle-aged man kneeling at his feet, and smiled at the people around him, "Our Thorgro can't help it. It seems that I must still fulfill him."
Then he put a smile on his face and said solemnly: "Torgro obeys the order! I am the coach and you will lead your troops to attack the enemy leader! If you can't take that young man down for half an hour, you can come and see him!"
Togro received the order with a loud bang, rode back to the town, leading the five thousand Central Army straight to David Mo. He was actually dissatisfied. He and Klivich were both the commander of Bukridge, but he did not have the first contribution to attacking the North Gate.
Since he couldn't pick up the cord, he said he would chew on the hard bone in front of him. At this time, he felt even more uncomfortable when he saw the young general of the enemy army so majestic, and he wanted to tear the young general to pieces immediately.
Facing Mo David's golden level cultivation level, he was not afraid, because he himself was also a golden level powerful man.
He waved the six-star sledgehammer in his hand, and the golden fighting hood spread out, heading straight to the place where David Mo's flag was located. The mount under his crotch was a Pegasus beast, hammering several soldiers of the Royal Imperial Guard in succession, and he felt like he was entering a no-man's land.
With such fierce fighting power, he instantly entered David Mo's sight. He didn't care about the ordinary soldiers around him, urged the war horse under his crotch, and rushed straight to Togro with a spear.
After the two of them had a very jealous look, Togro jumped up from the horse's back, and the sledgehammer flashed through his hand and headed straight for David Mo.
David Mo also snorted coldly, flew up from the back of the war horse, and ran towards Togro at a very fast speed.
With a loud bang, a strong fluctuation rippled in the air around him. The soldiers who had a slightly less able to withstand were instantly bounced out a few feet away.
Togro's body also retreated five feet away, but David Mo's figure remained motionless and still stood erect at the position he had just settled.
Togro's mouth hurts sharply, and he almost couldn't hold the hammer in his hand. He couldn't help but feel shocked: The power of this young player is too great!
At this time, he finally saw the medal on Mo David's chest. He turned out to be the leader of the Royal Imperial Guard! Seeing that Mo David's face was only ten years old, how could he have such a profound cultivation level!
David Mo didn't give him a chance to breathe. He smiled coldly, Liuyun Jue activated, and shot him out again, heading straight to Togro's face.
Because the speed was too high, Togro had no choice but to lift the hammer to block it. The moment the weapons were intertwined, bursts of fire flashed out.
With one blow, Togro was forced to retreat two or three feet away again. His body rushes with blood, his throat sweetened, and a mouthful of blood spurts out.
He stared at the dragon roar gun in Mo David's hand, and suddenly gathered all the fighting energy in his body. He flew up with a hammer and rushed towards Mo David. The air was torn apart by his power, and the surrounding airflow also began to rotate together.
David Mo frowned slightly, staring at the heavy blow. Almost at the same time, his feet fluttered instantly, and the silver spear hit the ground and sparks bursts.
With a "boom", Togro's sledgehammer rubbed against David Mo's left shoulder and hit the ground. The ground exploded instantly. The stone burst out with the soil, forming a large pit with a diameter of about ten feet.
Although he just avoided this attack, David Mo still felt a little burning pain on his shoulders and left chest, which showed that the power and lethality of Togro's attack just now.
Taking advantage of Togro's hammer sinking deep into the ground, he picked up the Dragon Roar Spear and shot out a gun flower, and visced dozens of spearheads and rushed towards Togro's chest. The powerful airflow caused instantly swept the soldiers rushing towards him.
When Togro saw the silver spear running, he was shocked and said intimidatingly: Could it be that I have to explain here today?
Suddenly a figure flashed out and blocked his body. A blood mist burst out. It turned out that a level 5 silver battalion commander refused to die and immediately attacked him.
Taking advantage of the slightest stagnation of David Mo's figure, Togro threw down his hammer and retreated quickly. With his golden level of cultivation, he forced a path.
He had only one idea in his mind now: the young player holding a silver spear is definitely not a level 1 gold... If not, how could there be such a powerful level 1 gold warrior!
He ran out more than ten feet away in one breath. When he saw David Mo being entangled with other soldiers with flesh and blood, he breathed a sigh of relief. But then he suddenly felt a lighter in his hand, and then he realized that in a hurry just now, he actually threw away his weapons.
Looking back at the unstoppable David Mo in the distance, he hesitated for a moment, and did not care about finding his Pegasus beast, and directly ran back to the camp with several soldiers from the Central Army.
When David Mo saw his figure walking further and further away, he was slightly regretful when he picked up several soldiers in his silver spear in his hand.
He had just seen the medal on Togro's chest, and he turned out to be a regiment commander-level officer. If he could kill him, it would undoubtedly have a major blow to the morale of the Roman army.
However, as Togro's golden-level strong men were beaten to flee by him, the soldiers of the Eighth Regiment were all excited and their morale was greatly boosted. The soldiers around him even roared excitedly: "Captain, Halloween! Glory! Glory!"
The shouts immediately resonated with other soldiers, and for a moment, the shouts of the entire Eighth Regiment slowly gathered into a common voice: "Glory! Glory!"
Five thousand people burst out with great enthusiasm for war, and the scene of blood flying around quickly evolved into a catalyst. Five thousand soldiers of the Holy Empire actually vaguely suppressed the 150,000 Roman army!
Bukridge in the distance saw this scene, staring at Togro's figure flashed with a cold light, and couldn't help but shout: "Togro made a big mistake for me! Damn it! Damn it!"
The soldiers around him said nothing, looking at Togro who was fleeing in the panic, all his eyes were filled with rage. The officers of the Roman Empire could not accept this result for a while!
In desperation, Bukridge finally ordered: "Let Klivich retreat from the North City to guard the camp! All the soldiers obey the orders! Join me in the battle!"
The commander scattered all over the place, and all the soldiers around him were excited and shouted, "I wish to die for the Duke! The Roman Empire! Majestic! Majestic!"
ps: I'm going to pay New Year's greetings today, there's only one update... I hope everyone will forgive me! Thank you! Good night!`(*n_n*)'