Proof of the Sun King

The Beastmen who rushed into the camp were completely different from the Beastmen that Wilt had seen until now.

This kind of beastman has the appearance of a bull. All of them stand with battle axes on both feet. The knotted muscles on their bodies are as majestic as mountain peaks. The iron breastplate is engraved with blood-red blood **** runes. In the camp, you will cut down when you see anyone.

Following this beastman are numerous horned beasts and Chaos Warhounds.

"Fight! Fight!" With Wilt's shrill screams, the Beastmen rushed into the camp, and many people who were still sleeping were killed, but due to the timely notification, most of them got up quickly.

"Damn it, it's a night attack!" Ryan also woke up from his sleep.

Fortunately, he was well prepared, and when he had a premonition that there was filthy energy lingering nearby, he decided to sit and sleep wearing chain mail at night.

After rushing out of the tent, the camp was in chaos. The tall minotaurs rushed into the camp one by one. They relied on their strong bodies to smash the guards and mercenaries with shields without hesitation.

"Go to hell! Beast!" Ryan picked up the warhammer and fought with the rushing minotaurs. These minotaurs were amazingly powerful. Ryan slammed down the minotaur's offensive with a heavy hammer, and then one man and one beast fight together.

The handle of the warhammer and the huge battle axe clashed, sparks from the metal splashed everywhere, Ryan's body swayed slightly, the Minotaur took two steps back, and then howled, fighting with Ryan again.

"Drink!" The warhammer slammed down, and Ryan pushed back several minotaurs in a row, and more minotaurs rushed into the camp. The number of minotaurs made Ryan feel the heavy pressure: "Damn, where did so many come from? Minotaur? There is no Myriad Demon Rock nearby! Could it be that which Beastmaster has brought the warband?"

The kingdom knights were fighting in front. Oliver had just woken up from his deep sleep. The imperial merchant was wearing a nightcap and a ridiculous fur pajamas. He was still confused and said, "What? What happened?"

"The enemy is here! Boss, the Beastmen are here! Quick! Quickly move to a safe place!" Mather rushed in screaming, the guard was disheveled, and he quickly pulled Oliver out of bed: "Boss, quick!"

"What? Is there an enemy?" Oliver tossed his clumsy body. After getting up, his first reaction was not to get dressed and retreat immediately, but to take out a long fire cannon from his luggage and hand it to Mather's hand. On: "Stay outside, and, immediately, have someone notify Ms. Trovik!"

"Then you, boss?" Mather quickly took the firearm and asked Oliver what he planned to do.

Firearms are sharp weapons against the beasts. In the human kingdom, only the capital of the empire Brunswick and the southern town of Noor have firearms factories that can produce firearms on a large scale. This dwarf's outstanding craftsmanship has greatly changed since its appearance. In the mode of war, powerful firearms have outstanding effects against beastmen, but it is very difficult to buy firearms made by fine craftsmanship in the market. All of them were shoddy imitations. Even so, Oliver bought this long-fire gun from Marienburg's internal channels at a high cost, and used it to save his life when it was critical.

"There is no safer place than here!" Oliver pointed to the side, and then laboriously put the full set of armor on himself: "Ms. Trovik's tent is next to it! Don't forget!"

Yup! Mather reacted immediately, the guard nodded nervously, grabbed the projectile with the fire gun, and rushed out.

"Ms. Fortune, please bless me!" Watching Mather rush out, Oliver hurriedly put on his armor and prayed silently. Years of business travel gave him an ominous premonition.

The trade this time was unprecedentedly dangerous, and Oliver faintly felt that he was involved in some major event. At this time, he had no choice but to resign himself to fate. The imperial merchant muttered to himself: "Ms. Fortune, what should I do? Woolen cloth?"

"Damn, where did so many beastmen come from! Brothers, let's fight!" a wandering knight shouted, for some reason, the troublesome armor was neatly worn on his body, the wandering knight raised his shield, Soon met a minotaur.

"Roar~" Under the dark sky and the fiery red light, the wandering knight could see the figure of the minotaur. It stood on two legs, wearing a large black breastplate, and the armor was covered with various spikes. , The Minotaur's face is covered with black iron, only a pair of eyes are exposed, two horns are bent down, and a big axe is held on his arms as thick as a tree trunk, vowing to chop everything alive into pieces .

Seeing such a majestic figure of the Minotaur, the wandering knight swallowed his saliva and felt very uneasy in his heart. He really had never fought against such a powerful beast, but the matter had come to an end, he also knew that he had to fight to the death, so the wandering knight drew his long sword, Beating the shield: "Come on, beast!"

"Roar~~~!" The Minotaur's attention was quickly attracted, its hooves swept the ground, and it roared towards the wandering knight.

The wandering knight carefully braced his horse and raised his shield. The tip of his long sword stabbed straight at the pit of the Minotaur's heart. Upon seeing this, the Minotaur immediately flashed the edge of the long sword sideways, and then joined his right shoulder and shoulder. The whole body slammed into the shield of the wandering knight.

"Ah, ah, ah!" With a loud noise, the minotaur's shoulder armor and the shield of the wandering knight collided violently. The huge force from the arm made the wandering knight uncontrollably scream, and his arm produced a strong scream. He felt paralyzed, even though the shield was not destroyed, his body had already involuntarily retreated, his arms lost control of the shield, and his body opened wide.

The horned beast next to him immediately threw his javelin when he saw this scene, and the dirty bone-made spear head covered with animal excrement penetrated the gap between the wandering knight's breastplate and shoulder armor, and pierced him deeply. In his shoulders, the wandering knight screamed back again, the long sword fell to the ground, and he fell to the ground covering the wound with his hands, losing the ability to continue fighting.

The wandering knight fell, and the Minotaur just shook his head and immediately recovered from the previous dizziness, but before it got up, a loud gunshot sounded behind the wandering knight, and a blood burst out from the head of the Minotaur. Hole, the strong figure fell to the ground with a bang.

It was Mather. The guard held a musket, saved the life of the wandering knight and dragged him back to the position. At this time, Ike finally dressed up and ran up: "Mr. Goodson! How is it, are you all right?"

"Ahhhh! Kill it, kill it, kill it, kill it!!!!" The wandering knight named Goodson clutched his wound in pain, Ike helped him to bandage him urgently, and hurriedly joined fight.

"Damn, why didn't you use a musket earlier?" Ryan's warhammer swept across from below and hit the Minotaur's knee. After the Minotaur fell to the ground, Ryan immediately added a hammer to its head to complete the kill, and again Meet another Minotaur: "Damn, why so many?"

Beastmen poured into the camp in large numbers. The guards and mercenaries used carriages and vehicles to form a position. They raised their shields and hid behind the bunkers, trying their best to resist the attack of the beastmen. Only the entrance on the east side was guarded by Ryan alone. , he is independently fending off several minotaurs and horned beasts.

It's just that it won't last long. How could the fragile carriage be able to withstand these violent beastmen? A minotaur smashed the fragile carriage into pieces with a hammer in a sneer, and several minotaurs filed in, laughing wildly, they lifted the panicked horses into the air and threw them back. Looking forward to their gluttonous feast, the brave mercenaries attacked with their spears. The minotaurs easily grabbed the spear tips and took off the heads of the two mercenaries in a blink of an eye.

As the defense line was broken, the horned beasts and Chaos War Hounds broke through the gap and rushed into the camp. The mercenaries and guards had to fall into the situation of fighting each other. In the blink of an eye, more than 20 mercenaries and The guards, including a wandering knight, had already been disemboweled and had become the belly of the Beastmen.

Blood and broken corpses covered the interior of the camp, this is not resistance at all, this is a massacre at all!

"Block! Block them!!!" Wilt saw with his own eyes that his team members were bitten off by the Minotaur, revealing their bones. The poor mercenary hadn't even died, and kept howling miserably. The deputy team leader couldn't help but feel Eyes were torn apart, blood attacked, the elite swordsman immediately rushed forward and slashed violently, the Minotaur raised his battle axe with one hand to block, while crushing the mercenary's head under Werther's eyes: " FAIL... HUMAN... FOOD!!!"

"Eat...eat!" The beasts overturned the carriage, the canvas of the tent was torn apart, and the wicked beasts behind them began to rush into the tent to rummage, searching for everything they wanted.

A few bad-horned beasts just opened the curtain, and a cold light flashed, their throats and eyes split instantly, and they fell down screaming.

A slender, slender hand held a rapier, and the tip of the sword had blood attached to it.

"Can't think of your skill is not bad?" Teresa was supported by Emilia to stand up, and the sorceress gritted her teeth with her staff: "Damn, it happened at this time."

"Ms. Trovik, are you alright?" The mercenary said caring words, but her eyes stared directly at the chaotic camp, her eyes burning with deep hatred.

"I'm fine... You cover me, I'm going to prepare a spell!" Teresa got up in a hurry. It was the first time a sorceress had encountered such a thing. It took her a long time to react and her body was strong. Under the condition of discomfort, Teresa fled the scene with the help of Emilia.

"Ms. Trovik, please move to a safe place first, it is very difficult for me to protect your safety in this situation." Emilia's rapier flashed, and another bad-horned beast had its eyes removed and Throat.

"This is not a problem~ Ice Barrier!!!" The sorceress was already ready to cast spells, as if the substantial magic power converged into an ice wall full of spikes, and then the beasts chasing slammed into the ice wall and were struck by the sharp spikes. The thorns were bloody, and Emilia immediately helped Teresa on the horse, and Teresa fought back the pain and retreated to safety.

On the other side of the battlefield.

Lane was already covered in blood, his sledgehammer swept across, several horned beasts were hammered into patties, and after a minotaur was forced back again, the kingdom knight finally found a breathing space, and he looked back at the smoke billowing camp , the dark way is not good.

He didn't blame the vigil's mercenaries for not finding it in time, because Ryan knew that the trail of beastmen in the forest was almost unpredictable, and these beasts knew the most complicated and difficult animal paths hidden in the forest. and trails, terrains considered dead ends and obstacles by humans are traversable by the Beastmen.

"Who else~" Ryan knew that now was not the time to think, he raised his warhammer, hammered the head of another Minotaur coming from his neck twice ~www.wuxiamtl.com~ and then stretched out his left hand, The psychic sharp blade on the wrist penetrated the chin of the horned beast beside him, and went straight through the entire head. The white wolf knight twisted his wrist, and the entire head of the horned beast flew out.

The extraordinary physique and genes brought Ryan a strong physique and hard skin, allowing him to continue fighting.

This is already the fourth wave of Beastmen he has fought back.

The beasts were also shocked by the bravery of this human being. The remaining beasts looked at the piled up corpses and gradually became afraid. The instinct of the creatures told them that the human in front of them was very powerful and terrible.

When the beasts hesitated, Ryan also hesitated.

The situation on the other side of the camp has deteriorated to the extreme. He can see that the injured Rost is using a spear to fight with a horned beast. There are already several places on his body. The blond hair that had been soft under the care had been soaked with sweat, and Wilt was still using his two-handed sword to push back the enemy, but his figure was already showing signs of losing strength, and mercenaries and guards kept falling down. Then their corpses became the Beastmen's meal on the spot.

The team has been reduced by more than half, and everyone has an expression of despair on their faces. They have not noticed that the number of Beastmen has actually decreased. There are also corpses of Chaos Warhounds all over the camp.

But their numbers are still far higher than humans. If things go on like this... Ryan subconsciously stretches his hand behind his back and holds the hilt of the sword.

The silver skull bearing ball lit up with a dazzling white light, and all the Beastmen felt the extreme danger from the depths of their souls. They instinctively retreated wildly, tearing other Beastmen in half in order to escape.

"So, do you want to use it now?"