Esther stood on the highest floor of the tower at the back of the palace where she lived, quietly looking out at the chaos of Arthur's army.
Her eyes shone with a crimson glow, and the special environment of the Abyss World had a strange bonus effect on her pair of crimson demon pupils, and she could see everything that happened in the camp within a radius of hundreds of miles.
The tide of cavemen seeped from the edge into the blackened Arthurian camp like colorful sewage.
The already chaotic barracks suddenly became even more noisy, and chaos spread from the edge to the core, and gradually the entire camp became turbulent.
What is distressing is that there are not many middle and lower-level officers with actual combat experience in the recruit camp, and in the face of the soldiers running around like headless flies, Arthur's appointed leading generals have completely lost control over the soldiers.
It's still the same old problem, the body of the legion is too large, and the brain and muscles are too weak to control this army intact.
Esther sighed faintly, and she complained in a low voice: "He looks quite handsome, and his kung fu is okay, and among human men, he can be regarded as a bit of staying power."
But straw bales are straw bales, look at the army under his command, can this still accomplish the master's goal?"
A pale blue glow emerged from behind her, and a deep blue heart crept out of the air.
Esther's cold voice came from the Deep Blue Heart, "I never put all my hope on this waste, all I needed was this legion of enough men he had brought with me.
As long as he can guarantee that a sufficient number of soldiers will reach their destination alive, it will be enough" The blue light released by the Deep Blue Heart suddenly expanded violently, and the blue light quickly spread out in all directions, soon covering the castle where Arthur's headquarters was located.
With a muffled sound of metal crashing, a large group of Mithril Knights with a body of about three meters tall and a magical light pattern shining all over their bodies rushed out of the blue light like a storm.
That's it Like the Mithril Knights that Esther had unleashed in Berelli, these powerful Mithril golems were indestructible.
The longsword forged from Mithril alloy in his hand completely ignores all armor below the holy weapon level.
There were fifty thousand Mithril warriors pouring out of the blue light, and they quickly divided into five hundred squads and rushed towards Arthur's camp like a raging wind.
Arthur and the clergy of the Temple of Punishment were stunned by the abrupt change, fifty thousand Mithril warriors.
Not to mention how many magic materials it takes to cast these powerful metal puppets, just the raw materials of these 50,000 Mithril warriors Arthur was so excited that his whole body was trembling, and every pore of him was breathing fire: "How can so many Mithril puppets have so many three-meter-tall Mithril golems, even if the specific gravity of Mithril is relatively light, these Mithril puppets are more than half lighter than iron golems, and the weight of each Mithril golem should be about two thousand catties." 50,000 Mithril golems.
Each body should weigh at least 2,000 pounds The eyes of a cardinal of the Temple of Punishment turned a miserable green, and he groaned through gritted teeth, "The total volume of Mithril traded in the Western Continent in a year...
I remember that last year, when I appeared at the auction, the total trading volume of purified magic Mithril was only 1,300 catties, which was the total volume of transactions in the entire continent."
Arthur danced excitedly, and he looked at the clergy behind him like a hungry wolf: "Esther is already my woman, and all her wealth belongs to me.
Of course, after the Silver Iris family fell into my hands, all the wealth of this family was mine...
Of course, it is also the Temple of Punishment.
But there is no doubt that I have to have the utmost say. ” The clergy of the Temple of Punishment were silent, they just stared blankly at the Mithril warriors rushing out like a torrent of silver.
That's it Everyone's brains were a little dizzy, so many Mithril.
Where did the Silver Iris family get so much Mithril from, and the world is said to have discovered a vein of Mithril with endless excavation, is this true?
The Mithril Knights, who were covered in silver light and blessed with multicolored magical light, roared in, and they broke into the torrent of cave people densely packed with cavemen several times denser than the ant colony, and the silver long sword with a length of almost three meters swung fiercely.
The sneering continued, and the razor-sharp Mithril sword tore through the fragile bodies of the cave men, without making a sound at all.
It was only when the cavemen's veins were sliced open smoothly and blood spurted out of their bodies that there was a sneering sound.
The Mithril Warrior is three meters tall, and the Caveman is no more than half a meter tall.
With a single sword, the Mithril warriors swept away all the cavemen within a radius of several meters.
They had to charge forward a few steps, then crouch on the ground and swing their swords again.
Then a circle of silver sword light roared and swept in all directions, and a large number of cave people wailed and were cut to pieces by the sword light.
A hundred Mithril warriors formed a squad, and they advanced at the same time ten meters apart from each other, and a hundred Mithril warriors were enough to control a battle line that was almost two miles away.
They rushed forward without the slightest pity.
Circles of sword light flashed continuously, and the sticky blood of the cavemen was thickly smeared on the ground, and their stumps and severed arms were spread in several layers on the ground, and the mushrooms here would definitely grow well in the coming year.
With a flickering silver light, a team of five hundred Mithril warriors opened a large net and interspersed with the new barracks, killing the cavemen who broke into the camp in just half an hour, and then they rushed out of the barracks and launched a counterattack against the cavemen.
Encouraged by these Mithril warriors, the new warriors plucked up their courage and spontaneously formed large and small groups, shields and swords in tow, and followed the Mithril warriors who were running like the wind to launch a counterattack against the cavemen.
There were even some brave recruits who knew how to fully seize the opportunity shouted loudly, mobilized a large number of archers to gather around them, lined up in a not very neat but still visible phalanx, and shot a rain of arrows in unison.
At the forefront of the impact were the Mithril Warriors, who couldn't hurt them even with a giant stone bullet thrown by a large trebuchet, let alone an ordinary bow and arrow.
The soldiers shot as many arrows as they could, and where the dense rain of arrows passed, the cavemen fell to the ground screaming miserably, sticky blood spurting out of their bodies.
Pity these cave men, who are no more than two feet tall, the longbows used by those archers, their arrows are a meter long, and the length of the arrows exceeds their height.
Each arrow is extremely rare to kill a caveman, and many times, an arrow whizzes down, and can string at least three or five cavemen together.
The cave people launched a counterattack against the Mithril Warriors without fear of death, and they clinged to the Mithril Warriors like ants, and the inferior stone weapons in their hands smashed indiscriminately on the hard metal golems.
The stone swords cracked, sending a splash of sparks, but they couldn't leave a trace on these terrible creatures despite their best efforts.
But the cave people will not retreat, they are worthy of the best cannon fodder in the abyss world, as long as their lord launches a war order, before the order to withdraw the troops is transmitted, no matter how heavy the casualties of these cave people are, they will not have the slightest timidity The will of the lords is above all else, and they have no concept of dying in battle for a race like the cavemen, whose fertility far outweighs natural mortality.
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They stubbornly formed a charge and continued to attack, and then the impact of one was shattered in the silver sword light.
When the Mithril warriors counterattacked near the entrance to the cave where the cavemen appeared, the cavemen's most powerful attack appeared.
The true elite warriors of the cavemen, those who enjoyed the title of heroes in each tribe, rode the monster mounts they had subdued, and formed a mighty charge to launch the most powerful attack on the Mithril warriors.
These elite cave people are all about two feet five inches tall, which is five inches taller than their own people, and they also have some barely counted muscle bumps, and their mounts are some small creatures such as the Abyss Demon Mouse, the Black Scorpion, and the Spotted Spider that are extremely strong compared to the cave people.
The size of such a cavalry is no more than 20,000 people, but when they charged, they actually brought an extremely tragic aura, a kind of desperate aura that if they don't succeed, they will become benevolent.
There were already three thousand Mithril warriors gathered here, and they crouched on the ground silently, wielding their long swords and gently sweeping forward, and the elite of these cavemen were reduced to several pieces along with their mounts.
There was a sudden dead silence on the chaotic battlefield, and then the ordinary cavemen let out a stirring chirp, and they clenched their weapons and launched a desperate attack on the Mithril warriors.
Even though the death rate of some tribes has reached an astonishing eighty percent, the remnants of their tribesmen still happily launched an attack.
At this moment, a low and long dragon groan came from a distance, and three dark purple magical fireballs flew up from the reinforcement camp of the abyssal creatures.
The cave men, who had just rushed forward violently, suddenly stopped, turned around without saying a word, and disappeared into the deep cavern on the ground like phantoms.
It wasn't long before all the caverns carved out by the cavemen collapsed at the same time, cutting off any possible route for the Mithril warriors to follow.
Coming silently and leaving with corpses all over the ground, these cavemen impressed Arthur's recruits with their bravery and fearlessness.
If it weren't for the Mithril Warriors suddenly joining the warband, Arthur's army of recruits would have completely collapsed. rs Fastest update, please
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