" Marton City too much chaos. It's obvious that someone is taking advantage of the chaos to loot. Chaos is the best breeding ground for evil. We must stop all of this. Otherwise, if this continues, this giant city will be ruined before the war is over. Is there any way to contact the Alania people in the city?" Sun Fei asked, frowning as he looked at the flames in the city that were blooming and burning like poppies.
"No problem, I was one of the leaders of the city's Resist before." Adam introduced himself and said confidently, "I think I can organize people to restrain the Alania people in the city and put an end to the chaotic situation."
"That's great, get on with it. As for the Anzhi people's army... we, the Chambord people, will take care of it." Sun Fei nodded.
" Chambord native? Ah, you are... His King of Chambord Alexander?"
Adam, being one of the leaders of the Alania Resistance Army, was no fool. His information network was also better than the average person's, so he naturally knew about the widely publicized Zenit declaration of war against the Anzhi people. He also knew that the Zenit had chosen King of Chambord Alexander, as their commander, who was considered one of the two unparalleled martial arts masters of the Northern Region, alongside Emperor Yassin of Zenit. The handsome young man in front of him, with black hair and a white robe, not only possessed unfathomable strength but also identified himself as Chambord native. He also inadvertently exuded the decisive and noble aura of a superior. If Adam wasn't mistaken, he must be the legendary King of Chambord.
"Haha, not bad, it is indeed me."
Amidst a long laugh, Sun Fei's figure transformed into a streak of light, shooting towards the most magnificent building in the center of Marton City.
That place used to be the mansion of the Marton City. After Marton City was occupied by the Anzhi people, the entire family of the Alania people Lord, numbering over three hundred people, was massacred. This mansion was requisitioned and used as the command center of the Anzhi [ Blood Teeth Legion ] stationed here. It was heavily guarded, and no one knew what was going on inside.
Although this giant city was not afflicted by the dark forces of Hell, Sun Fei sensed a strong, hidden evil power emanating from it.
He needed to rush over immediately to find out what was going on.
On the city walls, Charles Adam could no longer hide the ecstasy on his face.
Looking at the golden streak of light, he knew that the Zenit reinforcements that the Alania people had been waiting for for three months had finally arrived. Although the Zenit's attitude towards the Alania people was uncertain, at least in the short term, the war between them and the Anzhi was the main theme. The saying "the enemy of my enemy is my friend" still applied for the time being. If they could get the support of the Zenit, the Alania people would not be without a chance to restore their country.
With tears in his eyes, he turned around and took down the bodies of his seven companions who were still hanging below the enemy tower, arranging them neatly. Then, he picked up the Anzhi strongman, Pas, and unleashed his Dou Qi. He transformed into a bouncing ball, his figure flashing continuously, and sped towards the place in the city where the shouts of battle were the most intense.
King of Chambord is right; we must quickly quell this chaos.
Otherwise, if this wave of riots continues, it will become uncontrollable, with destructive power comparable to Undead Frenzy. Even if the Anzhi people of Marton City are eventually driven out and defeated, the city will be reduced to ruins by the bloodthirsty Alania people and some rioters who instigate the chaos.
Adam did not kill Pas to vent his anger.
He appeared rough and reckless on the surface, but was actually shrewd and perceptive. He knew that King of Chambord had spared the life of this Anzhi warrior Anzhi because he might need him later.
When Sun Fei at the city lord's mansion, Torres and the others, following Sun Fei's previous instructions, had already led more than a hundred survivors and charged forward with overwhelming force, confronting the black tide of Anzhi vehicles.
The two Lord-Class Black Warship Black Pearl and the One-Eyed Dragon Sky, hidden in the sky, did not intervene in the battle. However, the ten elite Chambord warriors had already set up a simple Teleport, connected it to the Black Warship's Teleport, and after aligning it with a specific frequency, with flashes of mesmerizing magical flames, a large army of fully armed Chambord elite warriors emerged from the Teleport one after another.
The battle erupted the moment Sun Fei arrived.
A total of six hundred Chambord warriors clad in white armor launched a fierce attack on the nearly ten thousand Anzhi soldiers opposite them.
Viewed from the sky, this scene resembles a white stream recklessly attempting to crash into a vast black ocean—a suicidal Charge, both tragic and pitiful, a completely asymmetrical battle.
The Anzhi Ironclad Army on the opposite side clearly thought so too.
Although the Anzhi people were shocked by the strength shown by Torres, the Moon Class expert, they were, after all, an army that had been on the battlefield and shed blood. They were the elite troops of the Anzhi Empire and did not lack the courage for positional warfare. The loud bugle call pierced the night sky.
Dark clouds loomed overhead, accompanied by flashes of bright lightning. Following a series of orderly commands, nearly Anzhi soldiers formed a tight formation. Their black armor and shields were connected, resembling a Teleport metal Great Wall, emitting a rumbling, crushing sound, like a mountain collapsing, and slowly approaching with a suffocating aura.
"Kill! Kill! Kill!"
The scene of nearly ten thousand people shouting "Kill!" in unison was terrifying and chilling. The overwhelming sound wave was like a flood bursting its banks. If Torres hadn't released his aura to resist, the more than one hundred Alania survivors who had come with him would probably have fainted from fright.
After the three shouts of "Kill!" were finished, a buzzing, vibrating, and whistling sound filled the sky.
Then, a flash of lightning streaked across the low sky, and people suddenly saw more than a thousand pale black javelins shooting out from the Anzhi people's camp. The javelins flashed with a cold light, and like a flock of birds, they covered the sky above the six hundred white- Chambord samurai, forming parabolic arcs that looked like the grinning of death, and descended towards the ground.
This indiscriminate, covering javelin throw is a deadly weapon on the battlefield. Even Dou Qi spirit would have to pray for good fortune if they encountered such a situation.
However, throughout the entire ordeal, facing a near-fatal crisis and on the verge of heavy losses, the white-clad group remained completely silent. Like a group of white ghosts, when the javelins were still three or four meters from the ground, they suddenly transformed into streaks of white light, accelerating in the blink of an eye and escaping the area of effect.
Bang bang bang bang!!!!!!!!!
The next second, over a thousand javelins simultaneously pierced the ground behind the white-clad warriors, sparking as they rubbed against the Rock. Some javelins even grazed the ears and backs of the last few Chambord warriors before striking them. Had they been just a fraction off, they would have been pierced through. Yet, throughout, the Chambord warriors uttered not a single cry of alarm. Their expressions remained calm, their eyes resolute, their steps perfectly synchronized, like ghosts landing silently.
"Damn it? A martial artist Dou Qi?"
Someone in the opposing Anzhi armored army camp cried out in surprise.
The intense, blazing Dou Qi emanating from the Chambord stung Anzhi's eyes.
"Crossbowmen, prepare! First team, horizontal fire; second team, volley fire; ready... fire!" The urgent military order rang out.
Whoosh whoosh whoosh!
A swarm of arrows, like locusts, roared out from behind the shield towers of the Anzhi armored army, blocking all space for dodging in the air and in front. These arrows were extremely sharp and pointed Wolf Fang arrows, fired from powerful bows and arrows. One arrow was enough to cut down a tree as thick as a bowl. If it hit a person, even a master of Dou Qi qi would be severely injured, if not killed.
With their close-range horizontal and volley shots under the control of Anzhi's elite archers, all space was completely sealed off, making it impossible for the Chambord warriors to use the same tactic to escape quickly.
It seems like a dead end.
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