Looking at Alfred's charging figure, all the Thunder Lion soldiers who followed him were charging feverishly.

In their eyes, there was not the slightest fear, only Alfred's majestic back.

For the Thunder Lion's soldiers, they don't have to think too much at all, the only thing they need to do is keep up with Alfred and slash down all the enemies that stand in their way.

All the Mountain Lion Legionmen in gray-black leather armor were their enemies.

However, the soldiers of the Thunder Lion are only soldiers after all, and they are still different from the powerful Alfred.

The Lion King. Alfred could bury his head in the crowd of the Mountain Lion Legion as if he were in a no-man's land, and the halberd in his hand was a big deal. Especially after splitting several soldiers in the way into fireballs and causing more Mountain Lion Legion soldiers to burn, no soldier dared to confront Alfred head-on, and they all tried to avoid Alfred as much as possible.

As long as it is human, there must be fear, especially the commander-in-chief of the Mountain Lion Legion, Rowell. Howard didn't know where to hide at the moment, so there was a stark contrast between the Mountain Lion Legion and the Thunder Lion. Watching the Lion King of the Thunder Lion take the lead in the enemy formation, while the Lion King of their Mountain Lion Legion didn't know where the road was at the moment, and even their legion couldn't stop the Thunder Lion's charge, which was an extremely demoralizing act for the Mountain Lion Legion.

A spear stabbed forward from the hand of a Thunder Lion soldier.

Because in front of him, a soldier of the Mountain Lion Legion was standing in his way.

The spear, made entirely of fine iron, stabbed the leather armor of a mountain lion legionnaire, and at this moment, the leather armor that had been tanned through many processes finally did its due role - after the spear almost pierced the leather armor. It was blocked because of the loss of strength. But even so, the sharp tip of the spear still slightly stabbed the mountain lion legion's skin, but the result was undoubtedly perfect compared to being stabbed in the middle of the bullet.

Sensing the different feedback from the tip of the spear, the Thunder Lion soldier immediately knew that the shot he had stabbed did not really hurt the enemy.

But before he could exert another force to make the spear completely penetrate the enemy's body, the mountain lion legion soldier wearing gray-black leather armor had already stretched out his left hand, held the tip of the spear tightly, and then pulled it out with force - because the mountain army has to fight in the mountains and forests all year round, so the soldiers of the mountain army are usually known for their endurance, and they are also not weak in terms of strength.

Maybe if it's in the case of wrestling. The Mountain Lion Legion couldn't have won the Thunder Lion, but they still had the strength to pull out the spear that hadn't really pierced their bodies yet.

As soon as the spear was drawn, the soldier of the Mountain Lion Legion let out a death-defying roar and rushed towards the Thunder Lion soldier.

As a Northland barbarian. Although not as brave as the barbarians, they are definitely much taller than the Dabions in terms of stature. So of course, this Thunder Lion's soldier will not be afraid of the other party's proximity. It's just that the spear in his hand is obviously impossible to assassinate the opponent at this distance. So without the slightest hesitation, the Northland barbarian threw away his spear, then drew the dagger he wore with him, and met the enemy head-on.

Behind him, the other Thunder Lion soldiers were as if they hadn't seen this scene of battle at all. No one remained, and no one came to their aid, but continued to follow Alfred's back as he charged.

"Die!" The soldier of the Mountain Lion Legion slammed into the Northland barbarian who had escaped from the formation, and then stabbed the short blade in his hand towards the waist and abdomen.

Short blades. It is also a type of short weapon, but it is different from the short sword, which has two sharp front tips.

The short blade has only one blade face, and on the other side is the non-lethal back face, and the tip of the blade is a sharp corner with a slight curve. In terms of length, the short blade is also shorter than the short sword, only slightly longer than the dagger, this weapon has more advantages than the dagger and the short sword in close distance attack, and is one of the regular weapons of the mountain army.

It's just that the moment the soldier of the Mountain Lion Legion stabbed the short blade in his hand, his heart suddenly chuckled.

Then there was a look of horror in his eyes, and the look of anger that seemed to him to death was gone.

As a seasoned soldier, and also a soldier of the main legion, he could basically judge the effect of this blow from the feedback of the feel and strength of the short blade. And unfortunately, the strength fed back from the short blade stab made the veteran of the Mountain Lion Legion clearly know that his blow was not a kill, and even the opponent's armor could not be stabbed.

You must know that even if it is the heavy armor worn by the heavy infantry, there will be a gap at the junction of the waist and abdomen, and this gap is the only weakness that their mountain army can deal with the heavy infantry. However, this time, there was no such short-bladed touch from this critical position, which immediately made the veteran feel that the situation did not seem to be as simple as they expected, and at this moment, he finally understood that they had no information about the legion in front of them.

The horror of the veteran was reflected in his pupils, but the Northland barbarian, who had been born with steel wings, showed no mercy, and he did not hesitate to raise his dagger and pierce the enemy soldier's leather armor with a single sword, which was exactly the part of the heart. Even after a sword was stabbed, the Northland barbarian stirred the short sword in his hand fiercely, because he had to make sure that his enemy was truly dead.

Then, he reached out and kicked the mountain lion soldier in the waist, knocking him to the ground, then turned and rejoined the ranks of the charging Thunder Lion soldiers. As for the fine iron spear on the ground, he didn't pick it up—not that he didn't want to pick it, but he couldn't bend down to pick it up, not to mention that this difficulty was completely impossible for ordinary heavy infantry, and for a Thunder Lion soldier like them wearing full armor, it was a fantasy to pick up this spear.

Only the whole body armor, there will be no gaps in the waist and abdomen. Nor is he afraid of the assassination of the enemy.

The Thunder Lion soldiers who followed behind Alfred were like a hot burning knife piercing butter, directly cutting the phalanx of the Mountain Lion Legion into two.

With an infantry legion and the momentum of cavalry, I am afraid that there is only such an army as the Thunder Lion on the Miracle Continent.

Although there were still fierce Mountain Lion Legion soldiers desperately trying to stop the Thunder Lion's footsteps, these people were already assassinated by the Thunder Lion's soldiers with spears before they could even get close.

Perhaps a spear could not assassinate the soldiers of the Mountain Lion Legion, but when two or three people swung their spears at the same time, the soldiers of the Mountain Lion Legion could no longer stop the surging attack, and soon the Mountain Lion Legion began to suffer large casualties. It's just that when the contact war has reached such a white-hot level. The fear of death has been dispelled by the smell of blood in the air, and the casualties of the Thunder Lion have begun to appear.

Since there were no flaws in the waist and abdomen in the armor of the whole body, the soldiers of the Mountain Lion Legion began to stab at the face of the Thunder Lion soldiers.

In the same way that the Thunder Lion soldiers alone may not be able to stab the soldiers of the Mountain Lion Legion with their spears, but when several people start to work together, this is no longer a problem. And most importantly. The Thunder Lion is like a cavalry at the moment, maintaining the speed of a high-speed charge to tear through the formation of the Mountain Lion Legion, once intercepted by the Mountain Lion Legion. Then the battlefield will turn into an even bloodier and more tragic entanglement war.

It's not hard to stop the Thunder Lion's soldiers. As long as the blood of the Mountain Lion Legion is still there.

The real difficulty was how to stop Alfred, the furious lion king.

Soon, Lowell, who was hiding in the shadows, began to order a death attack.

Several high-ranking silver masters whose aura was not weaker than Alfred at all quickly appeared from around, and then attacked Alfred at the same time.

At a glance, these people knew that Lu Dao was a master of military warfare, and was specifically responsible for cooperating with the army to deal with those strong men who were caught in the military formation, because they had chosen the perfect time to attack Alfred at this time. And the joint attack is to share several flaws in Alfred's body. No matter how Alfred defends, they are confident that there will definitely be one or two who can hit Alfred and hit him hard.

It's just that the breath is not weaker than Alfred. It doesn't mean that their instant combat power is exactly equal to Alfred's.

Seeing that these people finally couldn't hold back their shots, Alfred let out a cold snort, but the speed of the charge did not stop because there were two masters in front of him, but still rushed forward without fear. The fangs of the flame lion in his hand seemed to feel Alfred's fighting intent, and the flames surrounding the handle suddenly burst into full bloom, and in an instant, the entire halberd was completely covered by flames, looking like Alfred holding a weapon made entirely of flames.

I don't see how fast Alfred's movements are, it's just a simple sweep.

But what was swept out of the halberd was not a strong wind, but a purple flame.

The flame seemed to have a spiritual nature, and quickly wound towards the silver master on the left, and in just an instant, the two masters who intercepted Alfred's strength were completely engulfed by this purple flame. Then Alfred did the same as the soldiers of the Mountain Lion Legion before, just slapped each other twice with his left and right bows, and simply slapped the two purple fireballs into the enemy groups on both sides, and burst out two more brilliant pillars of fire.

Then, it was still an indomitable charge.

Only this time, Alfred found that there was no longer a single enemy in front of him.

Because, he has completely chiseled through the phalanx formed by the entire mountain lion legion.

When Alfred stopped, the Thunder Lion soldiers behind him also stopped, but they didn't care that their stop at this moment meant that they had been completely caught in the middle of the Mountain Lion Legion. The only thing they know is that on their bloody road, there are many corpses, there are enemies and companions, of course, more are enemy corpses, but compared to their deadly attack against the Mountain Lion Legion, the corpses of the Thunder Lion soldiers can only be described as miserable, and almost no one can still see the original appearance.

But even so, there was still no fear on the faces of the Thunder Lion's soldiers, only a disregard for death.

"Kill!" Alfred let out a roar, his eyes fixed on the silver masters who had just tried to join forces to kill him.

"Kill!" In response to Alfred's voice, the Thunder Lion's soldiers still spoke in the same voice as they had charged at the beginning, but their eyes were fiercely fixed on the soldiers of the Mountain Lion Legion.

Because of indifference, so fearless.

Because of fearlessness, so invincible.

This is the Lion of Thunder, the young lions who surround the Lion King. (To be continued......)

PS: Well, it doesn't seem like I haven't said anything for a long time, so let's just say something. …… For example, asking for a monthly pass?