Chapter 253: Attack and Defense V.
Fury Potions, which overdraw your Constitution (permanently reduce your Constitution's upper limit) in exchange for a 10%-30% increase in Strength.
The Berserk Elixir is an overdraft of life in exchange for a strength increase of 50% or more.
Dean, who had not taken the Berserk Potion, could not accurately grasp its increase, but the Cunning Fox's stand-in, the Black Skull, and the Scarlet Hand in front of him had reached this point.
The cunning fox stand-in that is close to the strength of the big knight, and the speed of the table is completely over that of the ordinary big knight.
And the black skeleton and the blood-colored hand, which were already above the great knight, were infinitely close to the silver knight at this time, however, if it was a normal state, their combined attack seemed to be able to cause some trouble to the grand duke's swordsmanship, but the berserk potion increased more than just strength!
Dean could clearly see the other party's muscles bulging all over his body and his eyes were white.
Obviously, they had long since lost their consciousness, and only the power triggered by the potion was left to fill their bodies until they fought to the death.
And this is the horror of the berserk potion, unlike the fury potion, although anger can still maintain basic sanity, the berserk potion is all: no fighting, no resting.
It was a terrible test for both the enemy and the user.
"Using the Fury Potion as a hole card, but in essence, it is a Berserk Potion, and after taking it, when I find out that something is wrong, it is already too late......"
Dean's mind clearly conjured up the fox's approach-
Undoubtedly, the stand-in of the cunning fox knew some of the plans of the cunning fox, or rather, he knew the previous part: using the black skeleton and the blood-colored hand as the main force to completely entangle the chief swordsman. And then. Breach the Tyre Territorial Defence; And in order to make this plan more insured. Three vials of Fury Potions became a necessity.
Fury potions are very similar to berserk potions, and if you add several herbs, even professional pharmacists will be difficult to distinguish for a while.
And in the face of a true silver-level powerhouse like the Grand Duke Swordsman, the Black Skull and the Scarlet Hand naturally couldn't retreat for the sake of the subsequent plunder, after all, the Hammer of Riot had already attracted the attention of the Northland Knights as a 'bait', not to mention that the 'Cunning Fox' himself drank it.
Are they going to back down?
Once you retreat, let's not talk about returning empty-handed this time. The blow to their reputation alone was too much for them to bear, unless they didn't want to continue to mingle in the depths of the snowy forest.
Therefore, every qiΔ was just as the cunning fox had expected.
Of course, the cunning fox is not intricate, at least the other party did not take him into account.
Or rather...... The other party is too confident in his armor.
"The other party is definitely self-inflicted!"
Dean gave such an assessment, and then his eyes were completely fixed on the 'Ice Castle' of Tyr Collar - compared to the ease with which the Grand Duke swordsman was at ease, this place was obviously in danger.
Snowy foxes, black skeletons, and bandits of the Scarlet Hand. While not as elite as the Hammer of Riot, it is far superior to the guards of Tyre. Only the guards around Baron Tyre can win steadily, as for the temporarily recruited militia? Although each of them is a hunter and has good archery skills and hand-holding, there are too many bandits to be their opponents.
The number of elite bandits of the three families directly exceeded 800.
On the 'Ice Castle' of Tyr Territory, the number of defenders is at most less than three hundred, and the weapons are outdated, at least Dean saw that the arrows shot down, although they hit the target accurately, but the kind of arrows that only sharpened the head of the wooden pole, the real power is really too poor.
Unless it's a shot in the eye, it's really useless for most bandits in leather armor.
However, the more this was the case, the more grateful Dean became to Baron Tyreβ
According to their alliance agreement, both parties had the same right to use the Knights of Fecharon.
Although the real command is in the hands of Dean, Baron Tyre can also mobilize some of the Knights' personnel in the face of a crisis.
It's like that.
But, according to Huck, the baron did not mention such a thing at all, and instead asked them if they needed manpower.
"The pride of the traditional aristocracy...... It's really a shame to die! β
Dean looked at the sword-wielding baron on the 'Ice Castle', and couldn't help but comment, perhaps with an ambiguous self-deprecation, but the upturned corners of his mouth showed that Dean was in a good mood.
After all, something good happened to him.
In fact, it is precisely because of such a 'good thing' that Dean has persevered.
It doesn't matter if it's persistence or repaying kindness.
In a way, that's why Dean insists on guarding the sea, the kind of harbor that has a port of call after countless years of wandering on the helpless sea.
No matter how dilapidated and useless this harbor was, it was a priceless treasure for ships that could dock at that time.
And such a priceless treasure is naturally not allowed to be touched by others!
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"Lord Baron, be careful!"
The chief of the guard, Ellen, slashed down the bandit who wanted to sneak up on him, and reminded Baron Tyre loudly, but the next moment he had to rush to the other side and behead another bandit who wanted to sneak up on the Baron's young lady.
"Miss Lily, this is the battlefield, please stay away!"
The chief of the guard reminded.
"I just didn't pay attention for a while!"
The two thin swords in the hands of the young lady of the baron's family pierced the throats of several bandits in succession, and their movements were crisp and neat, obviously learning something really useful from the Grand Duke's swordsmanship.
However, ignoring the sneak attack just now is obviously inexperienced.
"Lily, come here and stand behind me!"
Baron Tyre shouted at such a thrilling scene, and the staff standing beside the baron shook their heads with a wry smile, and at the same time pierced the heart of the rushing bandit again.
"The whole family is such nonsense!"
The staff sighed, but the long sword in his hand was waved again and again. But. The speed was obviously slower - arrows, rocks, ice skates, etc., which could be used as offensive baggage. After they were all used, they had to enter such a white-knuckle battle; Although such a situation had been expected, Ikos had miscalculated the number of opponents.
Moreover, looking at the entangled Grand Duke Swordsman in the distance, the staff member smiled bitterly again.
"If only we could draw some more people from the Knights of Fecharon......"
Such a thought had just emerged from the bottom of Ikos's heart, and the staff member subconsciously shook his head.
He knew very well the temperament of the adults he served, and this way of taking advantage of the fire to rob was a hint. It was this adult who disdained it, and he could even clearly recall what this adult would say.
'Dean volunteered to be a scout into the snowy forest, where the commander is not there, and I want to divide my troops?' Such a humiliating thing is simply an insult to the surname Tyr, we are nobles who have obtained titles for military merits, and doing so will only disgrace Tyr, the surname of Tyr, who has become a nobleman by virtue of military merits! No, absolutely not! β
Thinking of the way he shook his head again and again at that time, the wry smile of the staff became more and more helpless.
"Maybe. This is the end of my life! β
The staff looked at their friend, who was also starting to breathe heavily.
In fact, the chief of the guard, Ellen, is the busiest man on the battlefield. Not only did he have to protect the baron and the stubborn young lady, but he also had to make up for any loopholes that he had to make.
However, even so, the losses of the guards and the militia were considerable, and after looking at the figure that had fallen to the ground, the chief of staff took a long breath, and after stabbing one of the bandits to death with his sword again, he ran to the side.
There, another hook lock appeared!
The hook had to be severed, the battle on the walls was already hard, and if more bandits appeared, it would probably bring the whole situation down.
Boom!
The blade and the hook collided with each other, and a spark erupted.
The hook lock made of stainless steel is obviously not so easy to cut!
Feeling the tingling sensation between his palms, Ikos gritted his teeth again and swung his sword with all his might.
Boom!
Sparks flickered again at the hook, and a hole appeared, but Ikos was not surprised in the slightest, for ...... But the blade of his sword was broken!
With a crisp 'boom' sound, the blade flew to the side and somewhere, and where the hook lock hung down the wall, a palm appeared.
"Die!"
Without thinking about it, Ikos stuck the broken sword into the palm of the opponent's hand, and then pulled it out.
The bandits fell down with a scream, but more robbers struggled to climb up the hooks.
When Ikos killed two more bandits, the bandit with the hook lock finally took an opportunity to climb up to the top of the city, looking at the long sword in the opponent's hand, and then looking at the broken sword in his hand, Ikos couldn't help but smile bitterly.
And when four or five more bandits appeared behind him, Ikos only sighed -
"It's over!"
This was the staff's idea at the moment, and subconsciously he turned his head to take another look at his friend and Baron Tyre, and then, ready to kill two more desperately, as the final end of this life.
"Ikos!"
The chief of the guard apparently noticed something was wrong and wanted to help, but he was entangled in it, as was Baron Tyre.
Looking at his staff, the baron rushed out of the encirclement with all his might, ignoring the extra wounds on his body, and he shouted: "Ikos catch!" β
Before the shout fell, the long sword in his hand was thrown over.
What is the result of abandoning weapons on the battlefield?
The answer was self-evident, but Baron Tyre did it without hesitation.
"You're so willful!"
Looking at the long sword that was thrown at him, and then at the bandits who were moving their feet to block him, the wry smile of the staff appeared on his face again.
However, he had already clenched the broken sword and was ready to fight hard.
Or rather...... Change your target a little, kill the two bandits, and then throw the sword back!
PS The first more ~~
The second correction of decadence is being made~ (to be continued......)