The bleak autumn wind whistles.

It was like a bellows pulling, or it was like a fierce tiger roaring.

It was wrapped in a strong smell of blood, blowing over the caravan, causing willow branches to tremble and fallen leaves to droop.

Sharp!

The sparks exploded, and Mei Ge swung his sword, catching the short bone spur stick of the Shibian barbarians, protecting the defense of the carriage piled up behind him.

The next moment!

The energy of life storms like a blazing flame, covering Meige's body. Then he strode forward and intersected with the stone blind barbarians in front of him.

The sharp blade flickered, piercing the gray-white neck at a strange angle, the rough and strong skin ruptured, and the bloody black blood splashed along the blade.

"Damn it, the defense of these stone blind barbarians..." Meige staggered, turned around and saw the gray-white corpse falling from the grass, frowned slightly.

He felt a slight soreness in his arms and a strain on his shoulder.

This is a sign of excessive force.

The rough skin of the Shibian Barbarians can resist some physical damage. If he doesn't use force, it will only cause minor scratches and will not affect the movements of the Shibian Barbarians, let alone want to kill them.

Wiping off the black blood on his face, Mei Gehuan looked around, and the caravan was struggling to resist the attack of the Shibian barbarians with great difficulty.

There are many broken corpses on the grass, and broken limbs and arms are everywhere.

For most intelligent creatures, blindness is a serious disorder of movement.

However, because the stone blind barbarians have other keen senses, their vision becomes unnecessary interference. This is a living habit of countless years and cannot be compared with other intelligent creatures.

Even the existing sensory structures of the stone blind barbarians are enough to make them fearless when hunting and slaughtering.

The broken corpses in the bloody battlefield are the best proof of their killing.

Fortunately, the wisdom of the Shibian Barbarians also deteriorated and gradually weakened, which led to the caravans being able to persist.

After all, the mercenaries hired by the caravan have four extraordinary mercenaries, plus the assistance of many elite mercenaries and ordinary people, they can divide the battlefield and hit less.

Even so, casualties gradually expanded, and a atmosphere of sadness and panic enveloped the caravan.

"Huhu! Huhuhu!"

Meige gasped heavily, her red eyes stared at the gray stone blind barbarians not far away, and counted gently: "One, two, three...Nine, ten, eleven!"

"Damn it, there are eleven more... If the support from Valoran doesn't come, we will not be able to hold on!"

boom!

The scorching flames suddenly bloomed, and countless shattered flames surged, burning and twisting the air, and then fell to the ground and igniting the red grass.

In a moment, the tall and charred body fell from the flames, and the breath of life instantly slid down.

"Stand by holding on, hold on, and the support from Valoran will come soon."

The caravan manager relied on the carriage, his exquisite clothes had already dyed red, and a pungent smell filled his nose, but he was still full of hope and fiercely supported ordinary people around him.

"I can't lose this. Why do I always let others put their efforts into it?"

Meige smiled casually, ignored the strain on his shoulder, raised the long sword of the rolling blade, and rushed into the bloody battlefield again, where his brothers and friends were fighting hard.

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!

Before Meige could join the battlefield, there were suddenly rushing sounds in the hills in the distance, like a torrent breaking through the gate, carrying endless power.

When she heard the sound, Mei Ge's momentum paused, and a look of despair appeared on her face.

Within vision, there are stone blind barbarians, with nearly a hundred tall and strong bodies, with gray skin, like white waves, sweeping across the hills.

You can vaguely see many stone blind barbarians contaminated with viscous blood, and fresh human corpses hanging around their waists.

Not only Meige, but everyone in the caravan who felt the movement was in despair.

In a panic, the stone blind barbarians who were killing rushed to the front, raised their short bone spur sticks, and shattered the piled up defensive carriage.

"It's over! We're done completely."

Meige stopped moving forward, looked at the gray and white waves in front of him, and then looked at the completely collapsed caravan, and could no longer lift the long sword that was as heavy as a thousand pounds.

The memories of the past came to my mind, and the sky was filled with blood, pulling him to fall to the dark abyss.

Even the caravan manager, full of hope, dropped his arms dejectedly, his lips trembled, and he could not say anything.

The abyss of desperate situations devour everyone's emotions.

Da da! Da da! Da da! Da da!

A sudden sound of different sounds mixed with the rushing sound, like horse's hooves or earthquakes.

Meige turned his neck and looked at the source numbly. He thought it would be the stone blind barbarians surrounded by the other side, but he didn't want to see a silver-white heavy cavalry wearing armor and sharp-armed armored and heavily armed.

The extraordinary vision made Meige easily see the chest of the silver-white heavy cavalry in charge, the engraved sword and the symbol of the wings--

The Demacia Legion, which represented Valoran.

"What a fucking fate, which gives the moment of despair and brings a ray of light!" Meige cursed fate, while holding up the long sword of the rolled blade and roared.

"The support from Valoran has arrived, everyone hold on!"

The light brought by the silver-white heavy cavalry dispelled the despair, and the only caravan members launched a counterattack towards the Shibian barbarians who were close to them.

Meige and the caravan manager and a few people always pay attention to the confrontation between the hills not far away.

They know deeply that the result there will determine their ultimate destiny.

......

Aaronser Hills.

The horse's hooves were thunderous, banging on the grass, splashing tiny dust and yellow leaves.

The cold autumn wind swept through his ears. The elite Demacia cavalry, who were only 50 years old, drove the armored war horses under his crotch across the hills, crossed the rugged mountain road, and launched a fearless charge from the flanks to the stone blind barbarians.

As the distance gets closer, they can clearly see the ugly appearance of the enemy and smell the dirty and bloody stench.

Sharp!

The elite cavalry of Demacia, led by the leader, held the sharp heavy cavalry and placed it on his waist, and his calm eyes firmly locked the groups of stone blind barbarians.

"Demacia!"

A roar came, and all the elite cavalrymen of Demacia were uniformly lifting the silver-white heavy cavalry rifle, pointing directly at the stone blind barbarians.

Then, with an unstoppable momentum, it rushed into the gray-white wave.

Bang!

The silver-white lightning flashed through beautiful traces, instantly slaughtering the stone-blind barbarians in front of them, and the dark blood spilled over. With just a few strokes, the cruelty of the war was outlined.

The naked stone blind barbarians could not resist the sharp heavy cavalry spear by relying solely on their rough and solid skin.

The elite Demacia cavalry, carrying the charge power, directly stabbed through the key points of the stone blind barbarians with guns, then pulled out the long sword from their waists, cut off their ugly heads, and allowed the blood to dye the armor black.

"roar!"

The stone blind barbarians who could not see the tragic situation of their companions, but the fishy smell in the air and the disappearing companions' aura told the cruel truth.

They are being slaughtered by their enemies!

Compared with the elite cavalry of Demacia, the Shibian barbarians are completely like babies, without a chance to struggle and resist.

"Win!"

Meige looked at the one-sided killing on the hilly battlefield, and his expression relaxed slightly. All the legions under Valoran had already used countless blood to forge the glory of victory.

As long as they support it a little, they can win the right to continue to survive.

Bang!

The sound of heavy objects hitting the ground sounded in the center of the caravan, and a faint golden light suddenly appeared along with the dim dust, covering everyone in the caravan.

[First style]!

Including the extraordinary mercenaries, they felt the inexplicable light of light blessing their bodies, dispelling the fatigue in their bodies, and vaguely increasing a certain amount of strength and their own speed.

The dust dissipated, and Poppy stood in the center of the caravan with Oren's hammer in hand, and the bronze armor was stained with blood, leaving behind the battles encountered before support.

Looking at the caravan in front of him that was struggling to resist the attack of the Shibian barbarians, Poppy grabbed Oren's hammer tightly and stepped forward to resolve the battle.

After a few breaths, the Shibian barbarians who were still attacking turned into broken gray-white corpses and lay quietly on the grass.

Facing Poppy, these stone blind barbarians with comparable professional strength are extremely fragile. Oren's hammer can solve the battle with a light swing.

"Leave here and rush to the nearby towns, where it will be much safer." Bobby whispered the order after dealing with the stone blind barbarians around the caravan.

"Okay, Lord Poppy."

The caravan manager and Mei Ge bowed at the same time to show respect.

Then they directed the remaining surviving people to bandage the wounded, carry them onto the carriage, and abandon them if they could, and everyone went to the nearby towns with ease.

Before leaving, Meig looked back at Poppy. Her short body released the power of warmth, giving people a great sense of security.

"Holy Hammer's Perseverance Poppy!"
To be continued...