This Cheat Is Too Much

This Cheat Is Too Much Chapter 85

“Oh!!!”

Inspired by the reward, the morale of the Warren family, which had been frustrated by the destruction of the flag, was rekindled, and even Three more points than before.

The warriors who got the promise shouted loudly, lance stand in great numbers, horseshoes like thunder, and the sword and shield soldiers smashed their shields with their hilts, roaring and shouting excitedly. The sound of killing was deafening.

Gilbert nodded with satisfaction. "Very well, follow me..."

"bang!"

A low and heavy muffled sound came from the rear of Gilbert's army, followed by a series of tragic sounds. cry.

"What?"

"Help... help!"

"Spread away, disperse quickly!!!" The screaming of the split lungs, all those who turned back following the sound saw an extremely shocking scene.

The man who ripped apart the Warren family flag before actually lifted the nearly ten-meter-long oak flagpole. Compared with the thick and long flagpole, he was like a Like an ant playing with a toothpick.

However, the flagpole, which weighed at least half a ton, was as light as a small wooden stick in his hand. With a seemingly random wave, more than a dozen Knights were swept away. go out.

Those who were hit vomited blood in midair, and some of those who were swept from the side or even from the back had their entire bodies folded on the flagpole at a weird angle, before they were hit and flew out It didn't move anymore.

"War God is above!"

"Blame...monster!"

In the terrified eyes of Gilbert's army, the shirtless man exclaimed. Shout out loudly, erected a thick black oak flagpole, and smashed it violently on the ground, the dust in the sky quickly spread like smoke with the shock wave.

The nearby soldiers only felt a violent shaking from their feet, as if they were hit by the [War Trample] of the Barbarian Race. The poor man fell directly from the horse.

An unexpected blow was encountered, the imposing manner of the Warren family's majestic advance forcibly stopped, and a riot broke out in the rear of the thousands of people, and the soldiers who were closer were Ashen-faced by the horror of formidable power.

Gilbert stared suspiciously at the smoke caused by the dust, and always felt that the man's moves were a little familiar, and it seemed to be similar to the introductory stick skills learned by the guards.

"Stop!"

Gilbert's eyes widened, and he turned his horse's head and ran back like crazy, knocking down and killing several ordinary soldiers who couldn't dodge. Still a step too late.

The muscles on the youngster's arms suddenly tightened, and his feet, legs, knees, and waist exerted force in turn, and fiercely swung the flagpole into a semicircle with himself as the axis.

The thick flagpole brought a very violent storm, and an archer who was farther away was knocked to the ground by the strong wind. He was rubbing his eyes to see what was going on when he was caught A foul-smelling, hot mass smeared his face.

"Ouch!"

He reached out and touched something like minced meat on his face, and the next second he knelt on the ground and vomited murky heavens dark earth, surrounded by him There are not a few people who are the same. Some people who are not firm enough even tremble with blood on their faces and desperately climb to the distance, for fear that they will become a pool of filth that splashes on others in the next second.

"The devil...the devil!"

"I don't want to die yet!"

If you look down from right above the battlefield, this piece of land consists of On the ground composed of loess and crowds, a different color suddenly appeared.

It was a semicircle with a large area of bright red scattered. Within the open space with a radius of more than ten meters, there was no one taller than a chair alive except for the man.

Gilbert reined in his horse and stared at the man who was gasping for breath.

Sweep your legs, smash your head, and sweep!

As he thought, he just used the stick skills that the guards often use when training blocking skills.

It belongs to the basics, and the lethality is poor.

But with the ten-meter-long flagpole and inhuman strength, this trivial three-hit combo turned into the most terrifying killing move. The entire position of the rear army seemed to be rolled over by a huge stone mill, and all the living things around the man were instantly emptied.

Those who get closer can still leave stumps and broken arms. Those who were hit by the end of the flagpole were directly bombarded by this terrifying attack into a blood mist that filled the sky and turned into black oak. A patch of scarlet at the end of the flagpole.

Looking at the flagpole covered in minced meat and wreckage, Gilbert regretted the fact that he had agreed to make such a strong black oak flagpole in the first place.

Under William's heavy blow just now, the morale of the Warren family almost fell to the bottom.

Even if there are not many people who really died under the stick just now, it would not exceed 50 people if they died. For Gilbert's army of nearly 20,000 people, it was just one hair from nine oxen. The blow to morale was devastating.

In a normal battle, most of the people who are really killed are pariahs and non-professionals, and the casualty rate is generally not more than 20%. If the enemy routs faster, even the battle damage rate Only a few percent.

However, none of the people who took the stick just now survived. Within William's attack range, the survival rate of everyone was zero, not even a dozen professionals. be spared.

In the face of such ten deaths without life, no one would dare to rush up. Area kills + terrorist attacks that are absolutely unreasonable for ordinary persons are exactly what fourth rank professionals can do. by the strength of oneself Qualifications to change the situation of the battle.

Although William is only a Second Rank, but after getting a suitable weapon, the effect is even more terrifying than the average fourth rank professional.

It is said that when a high reward is offered, brave men will come forward, but fierce and unafraid of death does not mean that they can launch a mortal charge, this kind of death that is crushed by trivial ant The law has far exceeded the ability of ordinary people.

Gilbert clenched his teeth as he looked around at the nearly 100 almost collapsed soldiers around him.

He must not be allowed to kill like this. As long as he does this twice, his army will probably flee in all directions. If Roman and Emil are taking the opportunity to attack, then today will be Wah. The day when the Lun family was beheaded and slaughtered!

"Get lost! Get out of my sight!"

Along with Gilbert's roar, a large amount of soil and rocks were absorbed by him, forming layers of A thick layer of armor, and this layer of armor is still thickening continuously.

By the time he reached twenty meters in front of William, Gilbert had become a behemoth of more than three meters tall. Like a crazy rhino, it rushed towards William who was holding the flagpole.

The huge weight stomped on the ground peng peng, and everyone who stopped in the road became a blur of flesh on the stone armor, and the huge impact was daunting.

“die for me!”