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Chapter 217 A Worse Teammate Can Kill (Part Two)

"For the king and the sea, kill!!!"

No image inspires the fighting spirit of the Miniese people more than an elderly general charging into battle on the front lines.

Dud shouted, his white hair dancing wildly in the smoke, his ancestral Lionheart armor riddled with cracks, the old general's warhorse long dead, now he marched forward over the corpses scattered on the ground, his broken sword scraping against the armor with a grating sound.

Dudley ignored all of this; in his eyes, there was only the double-headed eagle flag… that flag was only a hundred meters away from him, practically within reach.

"Rush over!"

He snatched the axe from the corpse beside him, swung it forward, and let out a thunderous battle roar.

"Kill Chris! Men of Minicia, follow me to victory!"

The entire army is mobilized for an attack; this is no joke.

In order to secure victory, upon seeing reinforcements arrive, Dudley unhesitatingly threw everything at the battlefield, including his own life, personally charging into the front lines.

Because of the old general's leading charge, the Miniese soldiers, on the verge of collapse, began to converge on the flag, like iron filings being attracted by a magnet.

With each step Dud took, more people joined the torrent of flesh and blood. They filled craters with corpses, built human ladders with broken spears, and even piled up dying warhorses as cover.

This actually allowed the Minisians to charge into the center of the prince's army's large square formation once again.

Besides the Minesians' courage and bravery, Chris's mistake also played a part. He set up a formation with sufficient width and depth, but this resulted in the most powerful players being scattered in various places and failing to concentrate and form a powerful force.

The Han and Tang warriors were scattered elsewhere, raiding homes, while the Zhongshan Wolf light infantry were on the left side of the battlefield, attacking the rear of the Minieses.

The only ones who stayed by Chris's side were the Overlord Tigers.

Yes, and there's also Bruno's guard.

Chris looked left and right, and he saw the old man who had gone mad. Although the latter was white-haired, he was like a furious lion, marching straight towards his command flag through a bloody path.

This guy is pretty ruthless. He led his men through three lines of defense, and even the sword and shield company of the 3rd Infantry Regiment was broken by him. The musketeers didn't dare to stand in front of them, but retreated to the sides and fired at them from both flanks.

Chris didn't find it strange that the timid line infantry of the 3rd Infantry Regiment were so inexperienced. They hadn't fought much, and their first battle was against ruthless, fearless men. It's human nature to shrink back and avoid them.

However, no matter how ruthless this old guy is, can he be more ruthless than the players?

Chris didn't believe it, so he waved his hand forward.

"on!"

Xiao Dao, who had been anxiously waiting in the back, laughed loudly and led more than two hundred brothers in full armor into the battlefield like tigers descending a mountain, intervening in the line of swordsmen and shieldmen who were being defeated one after another.

The addition of players had an immediate and significant effect.

The Minisians' assault was immediately halted, and they were even forced to retreat a short distance... After all, no matter how fearless and capable they were, they were no match for the players who were acting crazy.

Xiao Dao charged ahead, his armor deliberately painted with black and yellow tiger stripes, making him the most conspicuous and handsome figure even on the chaotic battlefield. Therefore, he was the first to be targeted by five crossbows and three matchlock guns. Arrows and lead bullets rained down on him in a single second, sending sparks flying from his tiger-patterned plate armor.

Even Xiao Dao's visor was hit by an arrow.

However, none of these attacks penetrated the tiger armor made of high-manganese steel. They only made Xiao Dao stagger, and then he charged forward even more angrily.

The two Minisian swordsmen who stood in his way were the first to suffer. Using the momentum of his charge, the daggers of the eight-sided decapitation swords spun around, and with a powerful swing of the greatswords, they cleaved open the two shields and the two necks in one fell swoop.

Within the blood curtain formed by the two springs of blood, Xiao Dao charged into the enemy ranks. He was black and yellow, and his whole body was red. He transformed into a giant human-shaped spinning top, and wherever he passed, flesh and blood flew, and blood and sparks splattered everywhere.

In just a few blinks of an eye, a group of Miniese soldiers who were bravely advancing were cut down by knives, causing widespread horror and extinguishing the courage of some people with the blood rain.

Aside from a few exceptionally brave players, some members of the Tiger Legion also demonstrated a higher level of discipline and organization than their enemies during the battle.

A squad of players wielding heavy guns formed a dense forest of spears on the battlefield, and amidst shouts and the clanging of armor plates, they ground down on the Miniese lines like a meat grinder.

A triangular formation of swordsmen and shieldmen charged forward, only to be pierced by the spears. Their seemingly thick breastplates were easily pierced... Iron breastplates against high-carbon steel spears, combined with the players' skill, are bound to be pierced with a single thrust!
Dud's offensive was immediately blocked, and even he himself was attacked by Xiao Dao, who slashed him to the ground with two blows and almost beheaded him.

If it weren't for the Minisian guards who fought desperately, sacrificing six lives to break through the knife and drag Dud from the ground, he would have died on the spot.

They're all old generals now. Dudley has a lot of courage, but his physical strength just can't keep up. After all, not everyone is Huang Zhong.

However, the number of players was still too small, and their relentless attacks and lack of defense allowed a group of Minisians to slip through and head straight for the double-headed eagle banner.

However, the group of Minisians managed to evade the players, but they didn't get very close to Chris. They were stopped by some sword and shield bearers halfway through their journey.

"Charge! Kill them!"

Roderick roared, pointing his longsword forward.

"These people are trying to get close to His Highness!"

Joachim, who was following behind his superior, didn't say a word. He had already rushed out and led his men to charge at the enemy without regard for their lives. He was furious and vowed to kill these guys who wanted to take away his job.

At the same time, Dud, who had been dragged away and was barely able to stand up with the help of others, touched the breastplate with a deep sword mark, spat a mouthful of bloody saliva onto the ground, picked up a longsword stuck in the ground, and swung it around.

"Keep charging with me, Chris will..."

"General, general!"

The chief of staff following behind Duds suddenly exclaimed.

"Those so-called 'Republican reinforcements' aren't advancing at all; they're fleeing for their lives! They're abandoning their armor and weapons, waving white flags upside down, looking like a flock of sheep being chased by wolves!!!"

"What!?"

(End of this chapter)