Chapter 580 One VS Thousands
Both sides are very clear about the pros and cons at this time, and the next thing they are fighting for is strength.
Xu Ziye did not intend to attack according to the original steps, so he would only give the other party an opportunity, so Xu Ziye needed to think of another way.
The sky was once again illuminated by magic, and Xu Ziye suddenly had an idea.
boom!
A huge explosion occurred on a royal spy. The royal spy was immediately bombed into several sections, and the corpses were scattered in every corner. The magic was just now a light bullet, and the strong light suddenly made everyone unable to open their eyes.
This is a small light bomb, composed of the magic power of the light system. Xu Ziye is not good at the magic of the light system, so he only made one light pop, and he couldn't kill everyone at such a close distance.
After those people returned to their vision, Xu Ziye had already attached himself to the shadow of another royal spy, and then he did the same to kill another royal spy.
There were not many royal spies in this kind of expert group, but Xu Ziye did this and soon killed all the royal spies. Even the third-level royal spies leader was not spared.
The magic weapon like the shadow windbreaker is really dark. Xu Ziye couldn't help but think of the battle with Wright in the underground world. If Augustine and Rafi hadn't turned against each other, it would have been not an easy task to defeat Wright.
The battle continued, and the troops on both sides had basically poured into the city. Sogra is a medium-sized city, neither small nor large, but the people that military fortresses can carry are limited after all, and the battlefield is suddenly filled with dense humans.
Blue's magic troops kept attacking. Anyway, he didn't understand the situation. For Xu Ziye, the more people died, the better. It doesn't matter if the other side died. Therefore, Blue's magic battle group basically threw magic into the city randomly. Whoever threw more people would not distinguish between enemies and us.
Moreover, some soldiers were afraid of the battle inside and fled back. Lan's cavalry immediately set off and caught up with the soldiers who had escaped in the battle and killed them with one knife.
But sometimes the battlefield is too tragic. Some soldiers who can't stand it will die even if they know how to retreat, and they will run away. Some soldiers even draw their swords to commit suicide because they can't stand the pressure on the battlefield.
However, at this time, the magicians trained by Xu Ziye became the dominant player on this battlefield. The magicians trained by Xu Ziye are all good at literature and martial arts. They combine magic power and martial arts and can be called magic warriors. These magicians have great ranged attacks and can also be at a loss when fighting in close combat. Many enemy troops suffer from these magical troops.
At this time, Lollard was fighting against a royal spy of the same level as him, and both sides brought essentially equal elites. This war was directed by Xu Ziye. If he did not perform well, it would be a bit unreasonable on the battlefield.
So Xu Ziye stood up and rushed towards Lollard. The enemy soldiers on the road saw Xu Ziye and shouted, "Sandru is there! Kill him!"
"Yes! Sandru's head is worth millions of gold coins! Kill him!"
So the enemies who were originally scattered everywhere gathered to take down Xu Ziye's head. Xu Ziye saw the enemy's army gathered, so he had to stop.
When Xu Ziye stopped, he was surrounded by three floors inside and outside. Xu Ziye estimated that at least thousands of soldiers were besieging him.
"Cleaving technique!" Xu Ziye didn't talk much nonsense, and countless vines flew out of his hands, thinking that the crowd had stabbed them. The soldiers were like dried fish pierced into skewers. Punched by the vines, basically killing them all at once.
Xu Ziye waved his hands with thorns, and when he swept it, he fell down, but there must be brave men under the heavy reward. The soldiers' eyes were filled with a pile of gold coins, and they rushed over without hesitation.
"Rain of Thorns!" Xu Ziye quickly rod the thorns in his hand. Suddenly, a foot-long thorn thorns splashed everywhere, and their power was no less than that of bows and arrows. Most of the soldiers who rushed up were set up as hedgehogs before they reached Xu Ziye's body. At this time, several deputy generals rushed up, and the thorns could not cause harm to them.
Xu Ziye pulled out his sword and then murdered them. No matter what kind of person he was, he would defeat the enemy within three moves. But it was because of this short ten seconds that the remaining soldiers also besieged, and countless long swords and spears were slashing or stabbing towards Xu Ziye.
"Devil's Eye!" Xu Ziye opened the Devil's Eye, and his pupils immediately turned into a word, and then began to rotate quickly.
Suddenly, Xu Ziye felt that the weapons in the hands of the soldiers slowed down, and then Xu Ziye waved his sword and started slaughtering, with one sword. None of these ordinary soldiers could stop Xu Ziye's second move. Xu Ziye's body movement was quite fast, and it took less than a minute to kill dozens of soldiers in a row.
Every time Xu Ziye appears, it is accompanied by a ray of snow. When they look at the place where Xu Ziye appears, there is only the body of a soldier left.
A sword energy flew over and cut hundreds of soldiers in half. Xu Ziye looked at the soldiers who were besieging him again, and only sneered in his heart. These people had been completely brainwashed by money.
More than a dozen soldiers held up spears and stabbed them together. Xu Ziye's sword swung, and all the spears of these people broke. Then Xu Ziye flashed, and then came to them, and with a sword, the sword energy cut off these people in half again.
The same thing is happening constantly. The ground of Xu Ziye's feet, which is hundreds of square meters, is full of corpses, but more and more soldiers continue to rush up. They think that Xu Ziye has been fighting for so long, and it would be better if he can pick up a ready-made one.
One person vs one thousand people, this seems to be quite crazy to others.
But for Xu Ziye, this is nothing. There were thousands of dead bodies under his feet, but the number of soldiers surrounding him did not decrease at all. On the contrary, more soldiers were gathering here, and a small battlefield was formed around Xu Ziye that was targeting him alone.
Chapter completed!