In the case of a sudden attack, there must be a traitor and a traitor to lead the way.

But Biglas no longer has the energy to think about it that much.

I hadn't been in it and had personally fought an orc Juggernaut, so I couldn't imagine that kind of tremendous pressure.

These masters of martial arts, just looking at them from the sidelines, have a sharp blade file that makes the bones of the whole body ache for a while, not to mention the troll shadow hunter watching from the side.

The huge gap in individual combat can only be made up by numbers.

As a veteran who lived out of the sea of swords and fires, Biglas understood that the will to fight is not equal to a dead brain, and a hard knock can only be a bad thing, so he took the lead in launching a rush attack, hoping to disrupt the opponent's position and win in chaos.

You can't shout, and any move that might cause chaos on your side without knowing what the other person is trying to do is stupid and dangerous.

In a flash of lightning, Biglas figured out that the other party's elite was exhausted, either preparing to decapitate tactics or preparing to destroy the core of the fortress to create opportunities for the horde army beyond the high walls.

What the enemy wants to do is what we must prevent, and what the enemy wants is what we must destroy.

Inside the Wall of Soladin, the labyrinthine passages are themselves part of the defenses. Nine times out of ten, it was the traitors who led the way when encountering such a tricky enemy in the mechanically controlled area that controlled the Soladins.

It's a pity that Soladin's Gate is not a drawbridge for ordinary castles, and can be easily broken and opened. The Wall of Soladin is the crystallization of thousands of years of human wisdom and strength, and is an impregnable wall built by the power of the Arathso Empire. Even if the nobles went north and the royal family went south, and the unbreakable wall fell into the hands of the Riptide Castle regime, the Berton family could only allocate manpower, financial and material resources to carry out minimal maintenance of the internal control system of the Soladin Wall.

As one of the principals, Biglas knew he wanted to break the deadlock. The best thing to do is to destroy the power system before the orcs and jam the control system.

Because the outermost gate is made of the strongest hundred-year-old red shirt wood in the Arathi Heights, wedged into a whole by mosaic, and then clad in copper cast iron.

The wooden gate, which was more than a meter thick and soaked in a special potion, would be a nightmare for any attacker.

If you think this is the end, then it is too much to underestimate the command of the ancients.

Because behind the gate, there is a 100-meter-long corridor. The iron gate of the top gate of less than ten meters and the lifting barrier of five meters fully reflect the true meaning of the four words of madness. And there are shooting holes and oil sprinkling platforms at the top of the road, and when the oil is sprinkled, the torches are thrown, and the crossbow arrows are pouring head-on. Attackers will find that breaching the gate is only the beginning of a nightmare.

Without the slightest hesitation, Biglas decided that even if he gave up the possibility of pursuit, he would first open the blocking device of the Yongdao to completely extinguish the hope of the tribe attacking.

The hundreds of turns and thousands of turns of thoughts, the psychological trade-off game. It's just in the blink of an eye.

Having made up his mind, Biglas drew his sword and took the lead.

When the brave meet on a narrow road, the brave wins, and against an enemy who is stronger than himself, he can't be at a disadvantage in momentum. In the first wave of attacks, Biglas was keenly aware that in the corridor with limited space, the play of the orc sword master was actually greatly shackled. Those moves that open and close are limited by the environment and cannot be used. Moreover, the number of frontal combatants is actually limited, and Biglas cannot give full play to the numerical advantage of his side, and the tribe also cannot reflect its overwhelming combat effectiveness.

Then the key to this sudden encounter is who controls the control room first!

"For the sake of the Alliance, destroy them!"

"For the Alliance!"

Beeras shouted and took the lead in the charge.

The guards couldn't help but pause. Didn't you say that it was better to retreat to the organ room?

But his generals are all on board, so he has no choice but to follow.

These idiots, Biglas almost couldn't help but scold.

Seeing that the guards did not understand their strategic intentions at all, Biglas's original feint only became harder.

Blades intersect. The force transmitted to the wrist through the blade of the sword tells Biglas that he can win!

It's great that the first opponent isn't a power type.

Although Biglas is not old, he is in his forties, and he is at the peak of his skills, and his physical strength has begun to decline.

With a sword flower around and a tricky blow to the opposite side with his iron shoulder armor, the legendary sword Tokalal has completed the change of hands. With just a staggered position, Biglas backhanded the [Troll Slayer] into the back of a Juggernaut's heart.

It was a complete combination of strength and skill, and Biglas's vaudeville-like ethereal steps and whimsical sword skills not only inspired his own guards, but also aroused the fighting spirit of his opponents.

"Today, this knife must be destroyed here."

A Shadowhunter squeezed away the orc Juggernaut beside him and walked towards Biglas with a monstrous rage.

"Old ......"

With a silent sigh in his heart, Biglas handed the sword in his left hand back to his right. Killing the enemy with one hit looks cool, but Biglas himself knows that this kind of killer-like move is played with suddenness and accidentality, and after being used in front of so many people, once the opponent is on guard, it will be difficult to be effective. What's more, the body that is not fully active forcibly plays such a difficult action, and at the same time has to tense the spirit, so that Biglas's body coordination, which has begun to deteriorate, has suffered a huge test, and the body is faintly a little nauseous and nauseous, and he is not in a state.

But if you don't go up, you have to get on, when you are desperate, do you expect your subordinates to help you block the knife?

Although Biglas believed in Wu Ping, he would not put all his hopes on the young man. There was only one reason for the reverse impact, and that was that there was a window outside the meter, and Biglas was going to throw something out with a sound and glow to wake up his boys.

Whether the control room of the organ is opened or destroyed, it is not a person, a matter of a few buttons, you can not rush first, but the early warning work must be done.

Biglas was a little confused, how did these orcs get in?

At the same time, he was a little annoyed, believing too much in the strong defense of the Soradin Wall, and only set up early warning beacons on the periphery and top floors, but there was no corresponding alarm mechanism inside.

I really want to shout at the top of my throat.

While battling the Shadowhunters, Biglas wandered, wondering how much the guards might hear if he tore his throat open, and how likely they would be able to organize a reliable defense after hearing it.

In the end, it was concluded that in front of the [Troll Killer], the troll was scum.

Completely empty, people have the legendary sword in their hands to guide themselves, Biglas is like a demon king possessed, horizontal slashing, blocking, stabbing, three strokes to stab the elite unit of the troll, the Shadow Hunter.

You all know that I have the [Troll Slayer] in my hand, and I still give it away......

The moment the troll died, Biglas retracted his mind and continued to deal with the situation in front of him.

In front of the orc sword master, the guards could only rely on the group array to support them, and they couldn't give their own generals more help at all.

But there were still two meters from that window, and firing flares with two hands, which made it difficult for Biglas.

At that moment, three screams came from outside the window, followed by three booms, breaking the silence of the night.

Red, yellow and red flares.

Enemy attack!

"Retreat, retreat!"

Wu Ping succeeded! Biglas was overjoyed, and it seemed that his old life could live a long time.

On the battlefield, where is there an opportunity for a long speech. Withdraw, withdraw, a simple password says it all. The guards fought for casualties, exchanged the lives of two young men for Biglas to return to the array, and then retreated to the control room of the mechanism in a fight.

It would be nice to bring a few more shields, Biglas watched his good guys fall one after another, so he pushed away the support of the people around him, slowed down and dragged to the back of the team, and joined the defense of the palace.

Veterans have the ruffian spirit of veterans, and veterans should have the demeanor of veterans.

Biglas never considered himself a good general, but he never denied that he was a good veteran. (To be continued......)