A person who still subconsciously abides by the knight's code during combat will definitely not be able to commit the war crime of massacre of the prairie wolf scouts. Moreover, Pisco has a scarf made of a wolf's tail around his neck, so it is clear who the initiator is.

As a "wolf" who has lived in the desert country for a long time, Pisco's fighting style is already full of fierceness like a wolf.

"The blood-colored fighting spirit on that guy's body is rare, and that ominous aura is like a berserker in the human empire." Anna, who was teaming up with Emilia to eliminate the tower shield heavy sickle, took the time to look at the battlefield of the lord in the distance.

As the dragon power and spiritual power in his body untied the bondage, Chang Hao's attack power began to rise step by step. The sound of breaking through the air with a sword was like a thunder blew in everyone's ears. Pisco, who was so close to him, was shocked and hurt his eardrums.

There are many Armored Armor Crossbowmen in the Rock Wolf Mercenary Group trying to support the leader in firepower, but it is too vague to use mere arrows to threaten the life of a Jindan cultivator. Chang Hao can easily block Armored Armored Armored Armored Armored Armored Armored Armored Armored Armored Armored Armored Armored Armored Armored only with the spiritual shield that appears on his body.

"Your Dou Qi transforms...it actually has such strong defense ability? Aren't you an elf? Why don't you use magic?" Pisco obviously mistakenly thought that the lord of Light in front of him was also practicing Dou Qi. Seeing that the Armor Annihilation Arrow, known for breaking defense, shot on this guy's " Dou Qi Shield", had no achievements, his instinctive heart trembled.

"Frog in the well." Chang Hao was too lazy to talk nonsense to him. The powerful spiritual sense of the Jindan realm swept out from the Niwan Palace and wrapped around the sword hilt. The Yuehong Sword floating in the air swept out countless sword flowers in the flying snow like an arm.

The old man once told Chang Hao, who had just practiced swordsmanship, about what happened thousands of years ago. He said that at that time, a sword cultivator believed that most of the sword-control techniques in the world were usually soft and weak, while he himself could fly around the butterfly without hurting the butterfly. After that, this situation became a measure of whether the sword cultivator's sword-control techniques were successful in the school.

Chang Hao knew that his cultivation was only in the Golden Pill Realm, and his spiritual sense and understanding of swordsmanship were far less than those sword immortals who ascended in the sun thousands of years ago. But at this moment, he needed those cumbersome skills at all. He just wanted this executioner to be killed!

Maybe it's still far from reaching the pinnacle, but it's enough to get into the house.

The spiritual consciousness whistled into the wind, and Chang Hao's spiritual consciousness used both minds and strength.

The sword energy soared straight up, one minute two, two minute four, four, four full of eight, dense sword energy was denser than the wind and snow, rumbling like winter thunder overturned, falling in an instant!

Pisco's souls were all emitting, and each of the sword energy was so fierce that he was frightened. He could not imagine what would happen if so many sword energy drown him.

But it was not until this time that he noticed that his fighting spirit was in danger.

His blood-red fighting spirit has the ability to strengthen the user's physical fitness in a short period of time, which is also the main reason why he can fight Chang Hao back and forth. But this kind of stimulant-like effect is ultimately a mirror and comes and goes quickly. After more than ten minutes of fighting, the stimulant's momentum should have passed.

When a master fights, life and death are only in a moment.

The sword-control technique originated from Qingyun Mountain in ancient times was filled with wind and thunder. The sword energy was as cool as rain. The blood-colored wolf head on Pisco's shoulder collapsed at once. The sword energy shot on the armor and produced a sound of metal and iron attack. Pisco also tried to wield the battle knife to block the attack of the sword energy, but at the end of the road, he was flooded by the sword rain in only a few breaths.

He did think about asking Elena for help, but he couldn't shout because the sword energy penetrated into his mouth and shattered his tongue.

Chang Hao used his sword-controlling technique to trigger a tide of sword energy. The surging sword energy rushed into the sky and tore the thick clouds apart. On the battlefield, both enemies and us were attracted by this spectacular scene, but only the people on Guangmingye made deafening cheers, while the members of the two mercenary groups were ashamed.

There was an invisible river between Chang Hao's hands, which was watered by his spiritual sense. He twisted his hand by mistake, and the whistling tide of sword energy suddenly staggered like his gesture. Pisco's armor and desert sword finally could not withstand the cutting of sword energy, and they were all cut into scrap iron.

After Pisco, who was in the center of the sword energy tide, had no protection from the fighting spirit, the fate could be imagined. With a scream of being broken into rags by the sword energy, a handful of gorgeous blood dyed the snow all over the sky, and then quickly became nothingness in the sword energy cutting.

At this point, the leader of the Rock Wolf Mercenary Group, who was powerful in the desert country, was killed in battle.

Pisco's death was like a pillar that collapsed. The mercenaries who witnessed all this only felt that some belief had collapsed. Several infantry captains belonging to the Rock Wolf Mercenary Group were kicked in the heart by the Spartan Bear Man and were captured on the spot with just a shock.

The tower shield heavy sickle hands, who were still struggling to support among the Snow Leopard Light Cavalry, saw this scene and knew that the situation was hopeless. They discarded the semen iron heavy sickle and slowly knelt down to the ground. The heavy tower shield armor smashed a deep pit on the ground.

Facing the female magician, they did not want to die meaninglessly.

Pisco's death caused the morale of the mercenary regiment to plummet. Although the majority of the surrenders were not included, it was enough to make their already messy front even more loopholes.

Losing the firepower support of infantry and Armored Arrow Crossbowman, the cavalry of the Blood Rose Mercenary was forced to contact three elite troops, namely Spartan Bearmen, Frozen Throne Snow Leopard Light Cavalry and Panda Rangers.

The Snow Leopard Light Cavalry perfectly implemented the "zero-war loss" combat policy customized by the boss before the war. After entering their fighting rhythm, they only dragged and did not fight, using the terrain advantages to circle the Blood Rose cavalry in a fixed range, just like driving a sheep.

The only remaining cavalry captain of the Blood Rose Mercenary Group was anxious. Those who had a little knowledge of combat knew that once the cavalry lost their speed, it would be like they were not far from death.

They organized offensives several times to break out of this damn encirclement, but failed without exception.

These snow leopards who have been strengthened by orc sacrifices are simply too flexible. They use incredible movement speed to build a flowing multi-level defense system. If they can't stop it, they will be replaced, and then twice or three times until the speed of the cavalry is slowed down and then they are driven back like a lamb to be slaughtered.

Just like someone who broke through by luck, they would either be burned into charcoal by a large fireball that was smashed from somewhere, and they would be killed by a group of people who could step on the sword and fly like birds to fly in the sky.

The cavalry captains swore that when they saw those who were stepping on the flying sword, their subordinates would groan and fall off their horses and die.

The gods are above! Are they the god of death? Some people still fight?

Herbert and Panta are worthy of being brothers wearing pairs of pants. Two groups of men and horses walked through the blockade line of the Snow Leopard Light Cavalry with Sun Flame Shields and attacked the cavalry units from both sides.

The human cavalry who was "raised" had almost zero speed and lost space for avoidance. Two hundred Yangyan shields pierced through the enemy's heart like two fiery red sharp knives.

Pandas and Bearman choose the most primitive but impactful attack method.

Brutal collision!

The two Yangyan shields hit the war horses hard from both sides. The huge impact force directly crushed the desert war horse worth a thousand gold into meat. The cavalry who lost their mount fell to the ground. Facing the two ace troops of the vicious Guangmingye, they had no chance of winning.

After two or three times of this back and forth, the human cavalry had been completely torn to pieces. The ground was covered with minced meat and blood dyed the earth red. The cavalry fell in the pool of blood let out miserable wails, and the surroundings were full of orc warriors with cold faces.

It is hard to imagine how the Snow Leopard Light Cavalry, which had only 400 people, forced the cavalry of the Blood Rose Mercenary Group of 2,000 people to this extent.

The orcs had no fond of their feelings for these humans who invaded their homes. They could dismantle these invaders to sacrifice to the spirits of the grassland wolf scouts, but they did not do so. They were waiting for someone's order.

The orcs in the wild light only obeyed the man's orders.

"Surrender...I...I...I...The Blood Rose Mercenary Commander Elena...Surrender! Please let my subordinates go!" Under the almost violent attack of swordsmanship, Elena knew that she would never have a chance. She begged with a trembling voice. She didn't want to see her subordinates die tragically like the group of grassland wolf scouts. This was the only thing she could do.

The cold-faced Lord of Light Wild finally cleared his face. With a wave of his hand, the roaring sword energy dissipated, and the deadly flying sword that Elena forced back into Yan Yao.

"I, Lord of Light Field Chang Hao, accept your surrender."

Chang Hao slowly walked to Elena, kicked away her stinging sword, and announced the first victory in the orc kingdom's battle against the human empire in nearly a hundred years.
Chapter completed!