The Most Lord

At the outermost part of the territory, the soldiers of the Huaxia collar were nervously laying out their defense lines.

Demacia's heavy infantry and guardian soldiers are at the forefront, ready to withstand the most direct attack from the enemy.

The Frost Archers stood high on the roof next to them, their sharp eyes fixed on the front, with their bows in their hands, ready to give the enemy a fatal blow.

Alan, Swain and others also stood on a roof, looking into the distance, waiting for the enemy to appear.

"Swain, what do you think of our chances of winning this battle?" Allen frowned and asked.

"Not optimistic."

Swain said solemnly, no longer the usual jealous laughter.

No matter how wise he is, he is somewhat helpless in the face of such absolute strength.

If you can give him ten and a half more days and a half to prepare, perhaps Swain can still find a way to deal with the opponent, but it has only been three days since he was summoned.

Time is too hasty!

"If you are killed in this world, what will happen to you?"

Allen suddenly thought of this question and asked Swain.

Swain shook his head: "Maybe he will return to Valoran, or he will die completely, who knows."

"Come!" Allen said suddenly. Through the Gale Eagle in the sky, he was always observing the position of Folkestone's army.

Already close to the territory!

As soon as Allen's voice fell, the shadow of the Folkestone leader appeared on the horizon in the distance.

The fire burned all the mounts led by Folkestone, and the mounts left by the three eighth-level fighters on the avenue were also taken by Allen during the retreat, including Eric and Spike, who all came on foot.

The army led by Folkestone stopped not far in front of the territory.

"Alan Senlan, dare you come out and see?"

Eric shouted at the Huaxia leader.

Allen jumped down from the roof and walked to the front of the team and said: "I am Alan Senlan."

Eric looked at Allen carefully, and said: "As expected of the Senlan family, a fire cost us more than half, a good strategy."

"Introduce yourself, my name is Eric."

"You are the forces behind the Folkestone collar, right?" Allen asked.

The leader of Folkestone, it is impossible to come up with a lineup of four eighth-level fighters and twenty fourth-level or higher units.

Eric nodded: "That's right."

"The Folkestone leader invaded our Huaxia leader, but you also instigated it?"

Allen continued to ask, these days he has been thinking that the Folkestone collar has no reason to invade the Huaxia collar. The reason for this must be someone instigating it.

And this messenger is obviously the force behind the Folkestone collar.

"Yes, we ordered it."

Eric admitted straightforwardly.

"Why?" Allen asked.

This is a question that Allen has been unable to figure out. It seems that Huaxia Ling has nothing to attract hatred.

"If you bring your subordinates to surrender now, I will tell you." Eric said, "I can guarantee your safety. Actually, we are not malicious to you."

Allen smiled disdainfully, not malicious? You brought the soldiers to my door. Tell me there is no evil?

However, Ellen could see from Eric's attitude that he would not tell himself the reason for the invasion of the Huaxia collar.

Suddenly, Alan thought of something and asked in a cold voice: "When I returned to Huaxia from Nice a few months ago, I encountered an assassination. You did it?"

"Yes, but unfortunately it didn't work." Eric said, "I didn't actually want to kill you at the time. I just wanted to let you go to the City Lord's Mansion in Nice."

Hearing Eric's words, Alan's eyes fell cold, revealing a ray of hatred.

"So you did it!" Allen glared at Eric, "No matter how strong you are, if you survive today, you will never die."

Allen's words made Eric frowned: "That ambush just cost you a few guards, didn't you need a look of deep hatred?"

"How are you thinking about it? Persisting in resisting is just hitting the stone with a pebble. Choosing to surrender is your best choice."

Allen laughed and said, "Surrender? Dream! If you want to fight, you will fight. We at Huaxia Leader are not greedy for life and fear of death."

Eric pouted his lips: "What a selfish guy, can you bear to watch your subordinates sacrifice for nothing?"

Having said that, Eric paused, and pointed to the soldiers of Huaxia: "What's more, you are willing to choose to fight to the death. Are these soldiers of yours willing to accompany you to death?"

"Soldiers of the Huaxia collar, as long as you choose to surrender, I promise in the name of the nobleman that I will never hurt you a bit!"

Eric's words are extremely fascinating, and if soldiers with insufficient loyalty hear him, they will definitely be shaken.

Unfortunately, he underestimated the loyalty of the Chinese leaders, especially the Frost Archers and Demacia heavy infantry summoned by the system.

Eric thought that his words would have some effect, and at the very least, it would reduce the morale of the Huaxia leaders. However, after the Huaxia leaders heard his words, there was no change.

Allen let out a long laugh: "Soldiers, tell me, are you scared?"

"Not afraid!"

"Not afraid!"

"Roar!"

The soldiers of the Huaxia collar shouted in unison, not afraid, and then let out a roar full of fighting spirit.

Eric's face sank. This Huaxia leader really had a way of governing the army. When faced with a strong enemy, the morale of the army could be so high.

However, just high morale and fear of death are not enough for soldiers to win. The war is about strength after all!

"attack!"

Eric ordered.

"Allen stays alive, I'm useful. Others just resist and kill them!"

Eric's attack on the target of Huaxia collar turned out to be Allen!

"kill!"

More than 170 Tier 3 soldiers led by Folkestone shouted in unison, rushing to the line of defense of the Huaxia collar.

On the roof, the Frost Archers held their bows with their bows and arrows, staring at the Folkestone-collared soldiers rushing up with unsentimental eyes, as if staring at a group of prey.

"Let the arrow!"

After the soldiers led by Folkestone rushed into the range, the captain of the Frost Archer ordered.

Suddenly, fifty sharp arrows rose into the sky and shot at the soldiers led by Folkestone.

"Hold your shield!"

The soldiers led by Folkestone yelled when they saw the Frost Archer release arrows.

When it was being repaired just now, the people led by Folkestone had already discovered the arrow wounds on the corpse of his companion, and they had been prepared for the archer of Huaxia.

The soldiers rushing to the front each held a thick shield in their hands!

In fact, Eric and the others were very surprised when they discovered that there were archers in Huaxia Ling. Although the craftsmanship of bows and arrows is not difficult, the training of archers is very difficult.

The Huaxia Ling had an archer, which surprised Eric and others.

Most of the arrows of the Frost Archer were shot on the huge shield, and did not cause any damage to the soldiers led by Folkestone. Few of them hit the target, but they were only slightly injured.

The Folkestone leaders laughed at this, so what if you have an archer? We were prepared!

There was a sneer on the beautiful face of Captain Frost Archer.

Is the mere shield like blocking the attack of our Frost Archer?

We are Freljord, no, we are one of the best archers in the entire Valoran continent!