Baron Mavi stopped running, Mumuta was no longer anxious. The fierce barbarian shook the iron rod in his hand that looked like a baseball stick. The blood on the iron rod broke away from the rod and drew an arc on the wall beside him.

The third-generation baron in Green Vine Town - Mawei looked at the barbarian chief approaching step by step, swallowed a mouthful of saliva with difficulty, sweating from his forehead, and held the ancestral enchanted sword in his hands tightly.

This enchanted sword was the trophy of Mavi's grandfather, the first generation of Green Vineyard Baron on the battlefield. With this sword, the first generation of Green Vineyard Baron stood out from thousands of ordinary soldiers, rose step by step in the border guards, and finally won the title of Green Vineyard Baron.

Baron Mavie prayed in a low voice.

"God of War - His Majesty Haridong, please give me the courage to help me defeat the enemy in front of me!"

Perhaps it was because the God of War that really gave him courage, or just psychological comfort, Ma Wei was not so scared. His mental power was highly concentrated, and the panic sounds of soldiers coming from his ears were automatically filtered by his ears, and only the Mumu Tower that was coming towards him was left in his eyes.

Mumuta also noticed Baron Mavi's changes and felt unhappy.

The look of this damn two-legged sheep is really annoying.

Mumuta lost the interest in playing with the enemy and launched an attack on Baron Mavie.

A few meters away, the Mumuta raised the iron rod in his hand and smashed Baron Mavi head-on.

Baron Mavi was in extreme tension and his heartbeat accelerated, his adrenaline was secreted wildly, and his reaction power increased greatly. He dodged to the side. At the same time, his long sword in his hand stabbed the heart of the barbarian chief.

The solid iron rod of more than 200 pounds seemed like an ordinary wooden stick in the strong Mumu Tower's hands. The falling iron rod stopped abruptly and swept across the long sword.

A huge force came along the sword body, and the long sword almost lost its hand.

Baron Mavi quickly made a judgment. The barbarian in front of him was amazing brute force, and the warrior level was far above him, but it was huge in size. Relatively speaking, speed was his weakness. Baron Mavi decided to fight and delay time and wait for reinforcements.

Baron Mavi rolled back and avoided the barbarian chief's foot. Mumuta chased Baron Mavi and attacked several ordinary soldiers who were surrounding him.

Then the soldiers' cover, Baron Mavi struggled to avoid the attack of the barbarian chief.

A donkey rolled around and opened the distance. Baron Mavi stood up, put his sword across in front of him, and made a defensive posture.

Although he avoided several attacks from the Barbarian Chief, Baron Mavi looked embarrassed at this time. The splattered wood chips scratched his handsome face, and blood appeared on the dusty face. The originally neat battle suit was also stained with dust and blood.

But at this time Baron Mavi had no intention of paying attention to these details, and he only had this strong and fat barbarian in his eyes.

Mu Muta was angry. The thin two-legged sheep in front of him was flexibly like a monkey. He would keep a distance whenever he had the chance and hide behind obstacles such as pillar tables. In addition to the harassment of those damn soldiers, he spent nearly half a minute but failed to kill him.

At this time, more and more soldiers were surrounding the battlefield, and other barbarians led by Mumuta also used grappling hooks to quickly climb the city wall and fight with the soldiers.

We must solve this guy who seems to be the leader as soon as possible, which will affect the morale of the defenders.

Mu Muta thought of this, and he held the iron rod in his hand tightly, and the air in his body surged.

Baron Mavi felt the change in the momentum of Mumuta, and his heart became more and more serious. He also mobilized the energy in his body to attach to the enchanted sword.

The warrior's energy is different from the magic power of a mage. The magic power of a mage is a tool for communicating magic elements, and the one that truly exerts destructive power is the magic element.

The qi in the warrior's body has a strong amplification effect. The qi blessing on weapons can enhance the destructive power of the warrior. When blessing on the body, it can increase the strength, speed and reaction power of the warrior. The more qi consumed, the greater the power of the blessing will be.

It is precisely because the energy in the body of high-level warriors can often cause crushing effects on low-level warriors. Therefore, although there are challenges beyond the level, they are only a small probability event.

The wooden tower has moved!

He stepped on the ground with his feet, splashing a circle of dust, and rushed towards Baron Mavi like a cannonball.

It was just an ordinary blow to the head, but it gave Baron Mavi a feeling that he could not escape.

Baron Mavi's scalp was numb, and he activated the enchantment on the ancestral sword.

Qingying Curse!

The blue magic energy, like silk thread, emerged from the enchanted sword. The dozens of kilograms of swords became much lighter in an instant. The magic energy was transmitted to Baron Mavie. Baron Mavie felt as if he was about to float up.

With the blessing of magic, Baron Mavi once again avoided the attack of Mumu Tower.

Mumuta was surprised, but he didn't expect that the sword in Baron Mavi's hand was actually a magic weapon.

The barbarians were backward in civilization and were not popular because they had been plundering other countries all year round. Even the master-level Mumu Tower did not have a handy magic weapon.

An unknown fire rose in Mumuta's heart, and the desire to destroy the guy in front of him became stronger. The air in his body surged wildly. Baron Mavi's pressure doubled and he hurriedly avoided the attack of the barbarian chief.

Finally Mumuta seized an opportunity and forced Baron Mavi to a dead end!

Mumu Tower raised the iron rod excitedly.

"Boy! You're dead!"

With a loud shout, the iron rod began to fall.

Like a barbarian standing in front of him, blocking Baron Mavi's life. Looking at the falling iron rod, Baron Mavi was desperate.

Anger! Unwilling! Despair! Flowing in my heart together.

"Die together!"

Emotions were like a volcano erupting. A desperate counterattack power erupted from Baron Mavi’s body. The sword in his hand suddenly stabbed straight. This desperate sword broke through Baron Mavi’s limit and was almost at its peak!

Mumuta's instinctive hand was horizontally placed in front of him, and the long sword pierced through the barbarian's wide palm, and the iron rod also hammered Baron Mavi's head, red and white scattered.

The long sword lost its strength and the tip of the sword stayed on Mumuta's chest.

Mu Muta looked at the tip of Xueliang's sword that was less than a finger from his chest, and was very scared.

Almost, he capsized in the gutter!

Fortunately, it was just a little bit short. Even with the help of excellent magic weapons, the gap between the intermediate warrior and the master warrior was insurmountable. Therefore, Baron Mavi died, and Mumuta survived.

But being able to fight with the Mumu Tower to this extent with the strength of the intermediate warrior is enough to be proud of Baron Mavi's tribe.

A piercing pain came from the palm of his hand. Mu Muta sucked a cool air, grabbed the hilt of the sword, and slowly pulled out the long sword that penetrated his palm.

Thomaru, a master warrior of the Shimier family, climbed the city wall and saw this scene: an obese barbarian was pulling out a long sword that penetrated his palm. In the corner of the wall in front of him, a corpse with a rotten neck lying on the ground. The barbarians were constantly rushing up to the city tower and fighting with the soldiers.

Tomalu dragged his big sword and rushed towards the barbarian chief.

...

Even though the West City Gate was fighting fiercely, the soldiers on the city towers in other directions were still standing at their posts.

Soldiers are not allowed to leave their posts before receiving the orders of the superior. This is the iron rule of defending the city.

But the soldiers were inevitably attracted by the sound of the West, so that until their companions screamed, they discovered that a strong barbarian had arrived on the city tower at some point.

Permahan smiled and waved his scimitar, just like a farmer harvesting wheat, harvesting soldiers at the south gate of the White Bird City.

A clearing of open space was cleared from the southern city gate by Permahan. The barbarians under the city tower quickly threw out their grappling hooks and climbed up the city tower to fight with the soldiers who kept coming.

Pomahan, with several confidants, rushed down the city tower and opened the door.

When Permahan climbed the city tower, the army of barbarians hiding in the woods slapped the horse under their crotch and rushed towards the city gate.

At the same time, the mage in the castle of the Shimier family also discovered the abnormality at the South City Gate and quickly notified the acting lord of the White Bird City who was leading people to the West City Gate - Sarok.

After receiving the magic message, Sarlock's face changed drastically and he quickly stopped the support team.

"Panda! You bring five hundred people to support Xichengmen."

"yes!"

"Others! Change the direction! Come with me to support the South City Gate!"

While running, Sarlock spoke to the magic consultant beside him.

"His Excellency Mage Owen, please send a message to the wizards who stay in the castle and ask His Highness Millum for help!"

"no problem!"

Mage Owen drove his horse into the alley next to the street and began to cast spells.

After rushing for a day, the third prince was exhausted. At this time, the commander-in-chief was still Sarok. Sarok had no command of the troops brought by the third prince.

In the castle, the third prince, who had just worn armor, quickly received a request for help from Sarok, agreed immediately, and then asked about the current situation.

"Your Highness, the barbarian attacked the Xicheng Gate. The city lord brought people to support him, but the Xicheng Gate was just a cover. The main force of the barbarian attacked the southern city gate. At this time, the main force of the barbarian had entered the city, and the city lord had already faced with the barbarian."

"Damn it!"

Like Baron Mavi, everyone thought that even if the barbarians wanted to raid, they would choose to be in the middle of the night when the night was dark and windy. No one expected that the barbarians launched an attack not long after the nightfall, and the offensive was so fierce.

The third prince, Millum, walked towards the castle gate under the guards.

As soon as they left the castle gate, everyone saw the striking red light and rising black smoke in the south sky.

"These damn barbarians actually dare to set fire!"

The third prince's face turned pale. White Bird City was his strongest supporter in the north. He also planned to use White Bird City as the foundation to plan to attack the barbarians and pick the supreme crown. Now, the barbarians actually set fire in White Bird City.

"Hatim! Take people to support first!"

The captain of the third prince's personal guard, the master warrior - Hatim was worried about the safety of the third prince, and quickly spoke

"Your Highness, but..."

"No, but! Viscount Namicha's son is not allowed to make any mistakes!"

The third prince naturally understood the concerns of the captain of the guards, but Sarlock was really too important. Although Viscount Namicha was only a viscount, he was the most important local snake ally of the third prince in the north. The safety of his only son was naturally extraordinary.

"Don't worry, I will be with General Mirotai of the White Wolf Army."

General Mirotai, commander of the White Wolf Army, has a warrior level of up to level 14. With the protection of him and the White Wolf Army, Hatim is much more relieved.

"You guys, come with me!"
To be continued...