Desai came under a large towering car panel, and there happened to be a pipe protruding from the gap on the side. There was another loud bang, which exploded directly in Desai's ears, shaking his ears.
Like a market.
Desai looked around, but there was no sign of his teammates.
During the battle in Odessa, the 603 Squadron also conducted intensive shelling. The smoke once obscured the battlefield and lingered in the main square for a long time. The gunpowder used by the rebels was of poor quality, and the smoke brought by several shots combined with the flame demon
The thick smoke created by the curse has made it difficult for everyone to distinguish between north and south.
He was blessed by the grace of the wind, and the extraordinary physique was far superior to that of ordinary people. He stretched out his hand to grab it, put it on the carriage board, and jumped over the obstacle with his double-layered heavy armor and sword and shield.
The moment he crossed the truck board, he felt a slippery and sticky feeling in his hand. There was some strange liquid smeared on the truck. Where there was no such liquid, the wood had been carbonized by high temperature.
It seems that this strange mucus coating allowed the rebel car array to persist in the fire... Desai heard that adult earthworms can withstand very high temperatures, relying on the strange mucus secreted from their skin.
This mythical creature can even travel through magma underground, but is afraid of water.
However, how could there be such an existence as the Earth-Drilling Demonic Insect among a rebel army of several hundred people...
Desai fell to the ground before he could figure out the reason. Four rebels gathered behind the carriage, two of them were carrying a black iron pipe, and the other two were holding crossbows and looking at the smoke, not knowing where to shoot.
"ah!"
When an alert rebel saw someone coming in, he immediately yelled and tried to smash the crossbow machine in his hand. Desai did not dodge, he clenched the one-handed ax in his hand and struck it down. The ax split even more.
The crossbow that was not released smashed the rebel's head with overwhelming force, and the brain exploded with broken bones.
The four rebels who had no melee weapons were killed in a blink of an eye. There was also a commotion inside the vehicle formation, and it seemed that many commandos had broken through the defense line.
However, the rebels' counterattacks followed one after another, and groups of spearmen carrying short guns pressed over.
These rebel infantrymen were equipped with mail armor, shields, fine iron helmets, and carried two-meter-long short spears and surrounded them. Desai had no long weapons in his hands and no companions to support him, so he hurriedly took three throwing spears from behind.
Come down and throw with your hands.
The armor-piercing spear penetrated the chest of the leading spearman without any suspense, pinning him to the ground. The splash of blood splashed on the faces of other rebels, even making them stunned for a moment.
Without stopping, Desai threw the other two spears one after another, killing two more people, then grasped the one-handed ax and rushed over. Before he could kill all the team, there was already an endless stream of spearmen catching up behind him.
Surrounded them, there were even sergeants wearing heavy armor and holding flails and halberds leading the team.
Desai went forward without fear. He had killed orcs and cultists, and the attack of a few ordinary people would not frighten the elite assault cavalry troops.
His steel ax chopped down a rebel, and suddenly a strange long weapon stabbed him.
Before Desai could retract his posture, the weapon pressed on his wrist and held it tightly. When he looked carefully, he saw that it was a spear with a barrel split left and right, resembling a multi-layered branch. When the spear struck,
The spear head missed, but the straight and hooked thorns on the barrel caught Desai's wrist.
The rebel sergeant holding the weapon shook his hand, and Desai's one-handed ax came out of his hand. Two or three pikemen on the side circled around and stabbed the armored cavalry in the face.
Desai quickly blocked it with a round shield, took a few steps back, narrowly avoided the attack, and drew out his sword to slash at the two spears.
The barrel of the gun broke with the sound. After all, ordinary people's inferior spears could not stop the combination of extraordinary people and sharp swords. Just as Desai was about to pursue him, the long slit weapon came at him again, almost knocking his sword away. Then
Two more capable sword and shield soldiers broke out of the crowd and surrounded Desai to fight.
What a skillful cooperation!
The more Desai fought, the more frightened he became. None of these rebels were Extraordinary, but they were resolute in fighting, capable of both long and short, and both offensive and defensive. When faced with Extraordinaries whose physique, strength, and agility were far superior to them, they were actually able to fight with a single
The team has the upper hand.
There are actually several such small groups, maneuvering quickly from a distance to counterattack the Beyelan elite soldiers in other directions.
At this time, Beyeland's backup should have followed up, but Desai saw no trace of them. The high-erected car panels and the diffuse black smoke made it completely unclear to him what was going on behind him.
Figures of groups of rebel infantry.
The rebels first used some occult means to restrain the wizard's long-range strikes; they then used artillery to bombard Beyelan's commandos, breaking up the formation and forcing them to charge the vehicle formation; however, in the sturdy vehicle formation with complete long-range firepower
Inside, the well-equipped rebel infantry besieged Beyelan's heavy infantry in a very flexible formation.
Such a team is actually a rebel army?!
Desai's shield was knocked out. He pulled out a short sword and resisted with the long sword. As long as he persisted for a while, the infantry of Beyelan would rush through the smoke barrier to support him. Continuous shelling and crossbows
It may have delayed their arrival, but they will always catch up. Those commandos who have not yet been killed should have the same idea. They rely on their armor and the cart to resist.
A short spear stabbed diagonally toward his waist and pierced Desai's breastplate. The rebels were well organized, but the quality of their individual soldiers was not that great, and their weapons were not sophisticated. Even if they caught a flaw, they would still be weak.
It was not able to break through the armor, and the blow only made Desai feel like he had been knocked, and his body trembled.
Gu Qi/span> Desai caught the attack with his armor, raised his hand and stabbed the rebel spearman in the eye with his sword. After knocking down an enemy, there was a gap in the siege formation. Desai drew his sword and pointed towards the right front.
The sergeant holding a halberd chopped it off. As an extraordinary person, his strength was enough to compete with the strong men among ordinary people, and the long sword in his hand was also very sharp.
After a metal collision, the horse sword cut open the sergeant's mail, but got stuck in the flesh of the shoulder. The sergeant who was hit by the sword screamed and fell to the ground, and Desai's horse sword was also swept away.
When several nearby rebel spearmen saw it, their eyes suddenly turned red, and they raised their short spears and poked at him densely.
Time was as slow as a turtle crawling. Desai felt that the shield in his hand was getting heavier and heavier, and there was only a continuous stabbing sound in his ears. Although low-level extraordinary beings are stronger than ordinary people, their power is limited, and they are constantly attacking.
It's hard to hold on for a long time.
Large beads of sweat rolled down his neck, and his rapid breathing echoed in the helmet.
Among the besieging crowd, Desai suddenly saw two people holding a long black pipe towards him. The black pipe did not have a butt and trigger like a matchlock gun, but only a handle for people to hold and lay horizontally.
There is a burning match rope in front of him, in the middle and at the back.
Deadly!
Desai subconsciously rolled to the left, ignoring the frontal defense. When he was in the Storm Squadron, he saw his companions testing firearms. The rate of fire was slow and not very accurate, but its armor-piercing ability was far better than that of a crossbow.
According to the confessions of prisoners who were shot on the battlefield, after being hit by lead bullets from muskets, their internal organs felt like they had been hit hard, and everything from the liver to the skull began to tremble.
There are many warriors on the battlefield who are still standing after being shot by swords and arrows, but once they are hit by a throwing gun, a powerful extraordinary person cannot resist it. The trauma of a musket lead bullet is equivalent to that of a throwing gun, and it will also break and roll in the body, causing
Tragic secondary damage.
This roll immediately exposed Desai, and his arm was hit on the spot. The tip of the spear pierced the mail and tore off a large piece of flesh. Then a muffled sound of "bang" was heard, and the truck behind him
A large piece of broken wood popped up.
This shot stopped the battle for a few seconds. The rebel spearmen seemed to be frightened by the attack from their companions, and stood still holding short guns.
At the same time, the entire front was reminded of the sound of gunfire one after another, followed by a series of shouts and screams. Those infantry and cavalry who were also resisting fell to the ground.
Plate armor, our plate armor cannot stop this crude weapon!
Desai felt a chill spread from his heels to his heart. He had witnessed the captain beat the enemy to pieces with Judgment several times. At that time, he just felt very happy.
However, when this small lead shot fell on my head, it was simply...
The besieging rebels raised their guns and were about to stab them head-on. Suddenly, a group of nearby soldiers retreated in panic, turning around and running away with the soldiers along the way. In the chaos, Desai vaguely heard a sublime roar that could not be described in words.
, rolling in like thunder.
"Judgement Knight!"
"The Judgment Knight is here!"
The smoke covering the battlefield was dispersed by a golden light. Nona crashed into the battlefield like thunder. The moment she landed, an invisible shock wave knocked Desai and all nearby rebels to the ground.
She had a cross sword in her right hand and golden round shields on her left and right hands, and she was half-kneeling on one knee. As she stood up, a pale golden halo of light swirled up, and the pressure almost dispersed the air, and it was so strong that it was suffocating.
Four or five determined rebels raised their black hand cannons and fired a volley at her.
Nona swung her shield, and in the flash of golden light, all the projectiles bounced away, smashing into the rebel team like hailstones. She held the silver cross sword tightly, raised it in front of her, and kissed the blade.
The next moment, she strode forward, then turned to run, sprinting towards the core of the rebels. In the direction of her advance, a large group of rebels had already gathered to prepare for a counterattack. But Nona's sword was unstoppable, and every time
One blow will kill an entire group of enemies.
Every meter she advanced, corpses, flesh, and armor fragments piled up to her ankles, forcing her to fight her way through the counterattacking rebels.
Finally, she found her goal.
Nona suddenly accelerated and rushed towards a large car crossing the defense line. The moment she approached the target, she passed sideways, lowered her posture, and hit it from the side and below with her gold shield and shoulder armor.
"boom!"
A cart full of rebels was hit sideways by Nona. The five rebel artillerymen on the cart flew out like toys. The cart, which weighed at least one ton, rolled and fell several meters away.
A big hole suddenly appeared in the rebel defense line. The densely packed Beyelan infantry swarmed in layer upon layer.