Vol 3 Chapter 32: The arrogant will pay the price

>As the long archer of the Hegelian lord, putting a simple refusal horse pile under the feet during combat can effectively prevent the damage of the cavalry charge, but at this moment, they are temporarily arranged to the rear. They have no time to stay in their camps. There was something stifling inside, even when the violent sound of horseshoes came suddenly, their arrows were not on the strings.
Absolute, lightning strike.
With the help of the mage's "sound absorbing enchantment" and dense fog, the light cavalrymen wearing light armor and not equipped with lances broke through the dense fog with three hundred cavalry soldiers donated by the nobles of the Lampard territory. Entered the big camp of the Hegel army!
The barracks, which were too late to build a fence, were instantly pierced through. The first arrows of the archers hurriedly rushed out of the chaotic five chapters, which only allowed less than thirty people to fall off the horse. The next encountered a positive charge of the Cavalry Regiment!
Faced with a headache, the open flat land of the camp became the perfect place for the cavalry slaughter, and the eight hundred long archers immediately suffered unimaginable damage!
The first group of cavalry charged more than 30 people after the charge, but they had already penetrated the longbow square of the other party. The second batch of light armor knights who reached 600 afterwards continued to expand their advantages-and the last to keep up The three hundred knights, like a razor, severely leveled the resistance of the entire Hegel barracks.
The mist in the darkness was blown away by the hurricane, revealing the final minions of this perfect battle plan. The two high-level mages did not release the mass killing spell from beginning to end, but the other commander did not have time to make it from beginning to end. Reflect in time-the cavalry and infantry that were originally used for confrontation in the chaos turned the horse head in a hurry to meet the cavalry behind them, but the infantry phalanx that was stationed before the attack was silently rushing directly into the dense fog. Come up, completely formed a trend of pinch.
At sunrise, the victory is set.
Until the enemy collapsed and fled, Ashcandi's battle plan was still being executed-the chase, and the pursuit was stopped ten miles away, and the army was immediately recruited for half a day, and then rushed to the northwest.
Her tactical strategy is not too surprising at all, and it can even be said that countless people have used it since ancient times: weaken the role of the opponent's superior arms, surprise attacks behind the back, feint attacks, pinch attacks, efficient and fast combat methods, such as lightning thunder one Strike, these things can not be called terrifying.
But from another point of view, no victory is the result of coincidence-the plan thrown by Ashcandi randomly arranged countless battle details to an unimaginable and precise point, and at the right time and place The introduction of an appropriate number of arms makes her attack unstoppable like a flood.
However, when the city of Erdos won at the speed of blitzkrieg, the walled city of Lampard territory in the northwest was just occupied by a large number of Hegel troops.
One to one?
In the battle between each other, Ashcandi has already won the game. At this moment, she is sitting on the top of the already open symbolic open-air tower of the Sicelin Castle, and has thrown the next battle plan to Yi. Lindal.
"After so many years, what extra capacity can be left for Grass' wolf pup?"
Ashcandi's eyes turned to the ruins of the tower where Murphy's figure disappeared, his expression strange.
The history of mankind so far is not far away. The earliest recorded content begins in the "Old Testament" and begins with the familiar story of Adam and Eve stealing the forbidden fruit.
Throughout the history of development, how long humans have existed and how long wars have lasted.
So, when humans in the world are not enough to become ethnic groups?
The battle, jealousy, and killing of Cain and Abel seem to directly guide humanity to repeat their nature for countless years-to take the interests of others as their own, violent, bloody.
And, the "fruit" it brings-death.
What's wrong with Cain?
In the Old Testament, he is regarded as the source of sin, the spreader of "native sin" after Adam's "original sin", he is the one who fills the world with negative sin, he is the Pandora's box in the ancient Mythical mythology, Bringing endless disasters and suffering.
In the view of the previous Murphys, these things are just a story of a theological book. Is it useful to know the root of sin?
He felt that it was a waste of time, not as important as making himself stronger.
But when he raised his head and saw the "earliest human" that appeared in the myth sitting in front of him, there was not much shock in his mind, only a strange feeling of staring at the mirror-as if he saw It’s me, not a similar image, but the kind of humanity that is the most primitive and closest to the beast or
instinct
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In the "Old Testament", "the third person in the world"-Adam's eldest son, Cain, at this moment, the element is condensed in the air by this element, which is almost the same as the real person with a faint light, just his Although his face is handsome and unusual, he is full of sorrow. His blue eyes never lifted, as if he had no interest in this world.
In front of the invisibility, the golden magic lines on the surface of Sulfuras' scepter flashed slowly like breathing.
This is like a mortal faced with a demigod's existence. As the third human in the world after Adam and Eve, Cain's bloodline directly stems from Adam's body. Even if Adam loses his "divine nature" because he steals the forbidden fruit, he The power at the beginning was still far from what human beings can imagine today.
Murphy looked straight at Cain, and no longer whispered in his mind. He quickly cleared everything he had experienced before and after-from entering this underground world, the influence of the scepter on him became greater and greater. Those souls who died for the scepter continued to use their soul energy to continuously strike Murphy in order to seize the scepter, and finally controlled his body briefly, and came to this "final dogma".
Activate Cain's holy tomb, let him reproduce the world-even if Cain does not appear in a physical posture in front of him, it is enough to make him understand that he is "permanent in the world" as stated in the Old Testament.
And what does all this bring? Those souls that were kept in the fight for the scepter succeeded?
From the beginning to the end, Murphy squinted his eyes, gritted his teeth, and then made a crazy decision—remove the scepter!
No one can guarantee whether Cain, known as the "source of sin", will eventually wake up after the scepter is connected to his holy tomb and set off a storm on the mainland.
save the world? Murphy didn't think too much, the only thing he could think of was that this scepter should not bring more evil. He stepped forward, reaching out to grab the scepter, but the energy barrier around the scepter firmly blocked his hands, but Murphy would not compromise on this, he forcibly resisted the force of the rebound, his muscles were tight, Full of red, I tried my best to grab the golden rod handle
"Young people, this is not appropriate."
A word that suddenly appeared in his ear made Murphy instantly shocked!
The sound was old and slightly echoed, as if echoing in his mind. His first reaction was to raise his head and look forward, but Cain sat down on the flat and quaint holy tomb without any movement.
His gaze slowly looked to the right. A dry, white, but powerful palm was just resting on Murphy's forearm at this moment, and the ring with the cross key emblem on the index finger flashed. Light
"Do you understand it?"
At the time when Murphy just reflected who this hand belongs to, with this sentence, the hand actually pinched him and threw it away with an unimaginable great power!
"Boo!"
Like rubbish, Murphy's body was thrown away by the other party without any response and hit the spherical wall hard!
The sturdiness of the wall was beyond imagination. The wall of the Holy Sepulchre, which had no slight deformation or even cracks, directly deformed Murphy's right arm with shoulder blades.
The severe pain caused by the comminuted fracture made Murphy groan on the floor, but at the next moment he slammed his teeth and stood up again!
Blood began to flow along the right arm, and the white stubble poking out from the shoulder was clearly visible. This was the most serious injury Murphy had suffered in a long time.
He looked forward, but found that the scene in front of him could only be described as "Nightmare Comes True".
The pope in a black robe, with the ring of supreme authority on his fingers, looked pale at him with a pale face, but a round table knight with a magic steel dagger on his waist, and a golden compass with a magic wand , Assassins with concealed faces, elves wearing crowns, etc. A group of guys who once appeared in a nightmare and almost killed him looked at themselves.
It was like watching a thief trying to steal.
The souls imprisoned in the scepter appeared at this moment in reality, in the field of view of Murphys, and told Murphys with their powerful force—
His use value ends here.
"Have you...understood death? Oh, it was a sweet process, a perfect moment, no pain, no doubt, how about, do you want to try it?"
The Pope in black robe opened his mouth, and the hoarse echo swayed in Murphy's mind. Faced with his obvious hint, this young man whose consciousness was increasingly clear in pain slowly lifted up. Head, cracked his mouth and laughed: "Oh, death?"
Gently raising his hand, the Phoenix Wood Wand and Demonsteel Short Sword were thrown on the ground. He looked white and stared at the strong men who blocked himself from contacting the scepter in the distance. A scabbard that has never been used across the waist.
"Maybe I'm just a in your eyes, but Murphy whispered, "But even the weakest will have his own resistance, even if the person he faces is powerful and out of reach. "
He looked at the ridiculous smiles of this group of cold-faced killer peerless powerhouses and said softly: "The arrogant will pay the price."
"Hahahahahaha"
The humorous laughter came, and the souls who should have decayed in history had no meaning in the face of Murphy's words.
This is a contemptuous laughter, a dragon's disdainful mocking of ants.
Murphy gritted his teeth to hold back the severe pain, and the fierceness and hatred in his eyes grew stronger.
"Chess piece? Oh... Your heart is very painful~EbookFREE.me~ But young people, you can't face this source of pain, you don't even understand why you are suffering."
The old but cold voice echoed within the final dogma.
"People's suffering comes from anger at their incompetence."
Notting I, the most powerful and most powerful pope in the history of the Vatican; Vaglan Salazar, a powerful round table knight with the Hydra family emblem and once commanding the 10,000 Knights; Ludino? Ditto Sachisra Bragor Moonshade, the last pure-blood prince of the elven empire with royal elf blood; Ozra Hladim, the Hladim family known as the "element master" The former head of the house, Oteir Ibn Galard, dressed in red, has a golden "Alpha" emblem on his chest, a veteran of creeds, the first single in history to standardize the concept of "Sinsaco" level assassin Master Dagger Assassin
Their existence is equivalent to the most terrifying aggregate of strength and power of the entire continent-and what about Murphy? Windsor? An illegitimate child of an empire, a wild child who spent his childhood in the mountains.
At this moment, such as a group of giant dragons looking down at an ant, it is not an exaggeration to say so.