Heavy rain has been hanging over Emerald Yorkshire since late last night.

It's like a heavenly river pouring down, making a loud noise.

Until noon today, there was no intention of stopping.

Instead, it's getting bigger and bigger.

This is not good news for anyone, with farmers worrying about flooding their fields, hunters about flash floods and mudslides, and merchants worrying about the journey.

Of course, it's not just businessmen who are worried about the journey.

The speed of Siti's army was also getting slower and slower in such heavy rain, especially the huge number of cavalry, in order to take care of their horses, they became even more cautious.

In one morning, after less than ten kilometers of advance, the army of Siti had to set up camp.

Inside the big tent of the Chinese army, Mortishi was listening to the report of his subordinates.

Obviously, this is not good news, Mortig's brow has not been loosened since the completion of his subordinate's report, and even wrinkled more and more tightly.

"Your Majesty, what exactly did you encounter?"

Mortig muttered under his breath.

The disappearance of King Sitti made Mortig's original plan 'stretched'.

Not only in the army, but also the various leaders began to disobey the yang and the yin, even Bren. Parker ≡ ♀ other thoughts.

In less than a day, Mortizi felt a deep sense of fatigue.

He never found out that without the restraint of King Setty, the seemingly powerful Hitti turned out to be such a false appearance. Or even ...... Vulnerable.

Step, step, step!

Slightly heavy footsteps sounded.

Brenda. Parker walked in. The face is slightly gloomy. Without saying a word, he sat across from Mortig.

Mortich himself was a silent, old-fashioned man, and Brun. Parker didn't speak, and Mortige certainly wouldn't speak first.

The two looked at each other like this, silent.

In the end, it was Bren. Parker couldn't help it.

"Mortig, why do you want to change the order of the troops?"

Brenda. Parker asked in a deep voice.

"Normal swap!"

Mortig's tone remained the same, and even his tone remained the same, and he said it was extremely old-fashioned.

"A normal swap?"

Brenda. Parker sneered. He looked at Mortig, and his voice became deeper and lower: "Mortihi, you have never been a qualified superior, even if you play some tricks, it is so blunt - the change of teams, you just want those who are disobedient to take the lead in fighting the Emerald people!" ”

Mortige did not answer, and acquiesced.

"However, it is not His Majesty who is missing, the other party's Jade Grand Duke is also missing-how much do you think the Jade people still have combat effectiveness?"

Brenda. Parker asked rhetorically.

Mortig's eyes looked at Bren in front of him. Parker, but remained silent.

"Even if there are so-called Zelgaon and the Marquis of York, what can they do? We have you and me on our side. Even if, even if...... It's okay if you're gone! ”

Brenda. Parker paused deliberately. That's what he said.

"Do you know what you're talking about?"

Mortich glared at Brun. Parker.

"Of course I do! This was a long-planned layout and ambush, and His Majesty and the Jade Grand Duke were powerless, and the other party sent six gold-level powerhouses and used special props...... I don't think His Majesty and the Emerald Grand Duke will be spared, so I need to plan as soon as possible! ”

Faced with Mortig's glare, Brun. Parker's face was calm.

And such calmness infuriated Mortig.

With a sudden, Mortich stood up and grabbed Brun. Parker's collar, pulling the other party in front of his eyes, said word by word, "What about your loyalty?" What about your honor? ”

"My loyalty has been given to His Majesty, but now that His Majesty is gone, use your brain, do you think the other party will let yourself fail after so long? Or...... Do you think that the other party is just a cousin? I'm sure this is just a small cluster of power on the other side, and the other party must have a bigger force behind it! Therefore, even if it is a majesty, it is difficult to be spared! ”

Brenda. Parker gently broke free of Mortig's palm, took a step back, and said as he flattened his collar.

Quack, quack!

Mortich glared at Brun. Parker, fists clenched.

And Bren. As if he hadn't seen it at all, Parker continued, "As for my honor? My strength has brought me a qiē honor, and it doesn't matter ......"

Bang!

The words are not finished, Bren. Parker was punched in the face by Mortig.

Brenda. Parker's upper body leaned back in an exaggerated amplitude, but he didn't fall, and the next moment, he pressed his waist and stood up straight again.

Gently that fingertip swept over the cheeks, leaving no trace of the cheeks, Bren. Parker chuckled.

"Are we officially broken?"

Brenda. Parker asked.

"Get out!"

Mortich growled.

"It's a pity, if you and I joined forces, it would have been easier to join forces...... But that's fine – I don't want to share what I deserve! ”

Brenda. Parker spread his hands, turned and walked out of the tent.

"Take this war as a victory! The victor gets a qiē, and the loser loses a qiē – in line with the tradition of the Sitty, isn't it? ”

At the time of leaving, Bren. Parker paused for a moment, pun intended.

Then, there was no lingering again.

Mortihi looked at his friend who had disappeared into the rain, his brow furrowed.

He had never felt so strange to his friends as he did now.

"Are all your previous qiē disguises?"

Mortisi muttered to himself.

Some are gloomy, some are gloomy.

Soon, though. Mortizi looked up again. His eyes pierced through the layers of rain to look at the two figures that were rapidly approaching. The whole person flashed and disappeared into the big tent.

……

Gesturing to the Marquis of York, Dean instantly sped up, and then jumped into the air—

The power of the cold began to spread out from his body.

Immediately, the raindrops that fell around them were quickly frozen, and when Dean's body spun rapidly. These frozen raindrops, like crossbow arrows, covered the forward camp of the Sixtie army below.

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh......

The sound of dense, sharp shooting breaking through the air was connected.

Then, the pain and wailing became the main theme.

There is no skill that is too clever, and in the face of these ordinary soldiers, Dean is completely crushed by strength.

After three times in the same way, the forward battalion, which originally looked solemn, became in tatters. The corpses were stacked on top of each other, and the wounded were countless.

"Drink!"

A roar of rage. Two silver-level knights leaped into the air.

The two of them were on the left and the right, attacking in a pinch-attacking way to stop Dean's attack.

In fact, if they could, the two Sittislavs would never want to do that.

However, if Dean is allowed to continue like this, the entire forward battalion of Sciti will be completely scrapped.

At that time, even if the two of them were fine, they would be reprimanded and even punished by Mortig.

After all, they had just disobeyed the Lord's orders.

Thinking of the old-fashionedness and harshness of that one, the two Sitti silvers had to fight.

Hold on!

Just hold on and wait until Lord Mortich comes, and you'll be done!

Two Setty Silver thought so.

Therefore, when they struck, they showed no mercy at all, and they did their best - their colleagues before had already brought back accurate information about the person in front of them.

The strength of the gold level is beyond doubt.

Moreover, they were able to fight with their majesty without falling behind.

In the face of such strength of Dean, if they still want to keep their hands, it is simply self-defeating.

A slightly scorching aura rippled across the two long swords.

The two Siti silvers running the secret art not only greatly increased their strength and speed, but also brought some effects similar to the [Blazing Method], allowing their long swords to bring up layers of water vapor when they slashed through the rain curtain.

The rippling water vapor enveloped Dean in an instant.

It made Dean's whole person look hazy.

And that's exactly what the two Sitti silver needed.

At the moment when the water vapor appeared, the two Siti Silver Tables made an extraordinary coordination, and the line of attack changed slightly, slashing Dean's throat and stabbing Dean's lower abdomen.

That's more than 30% faster than before.

Sou! Sou!

Two long swords appeared in front of Dean's throat and lower abdomen.

Without the slightest expression, Dean raised his hands like this, and grabbed the two long swords in his hands as if slowly, and the power of the frost spread instantly.

The faces of the two Siti Silver still maintained a point of joy that the attack was effective, but their entire bodies were frozen and lost the breath of life.

Bang, bang!

The two corpses fell from mid-air and smashed several large craters into the ground in the form of ice sculptures.

Sensing the rapidly approaching aura, glancing at a burst of slaughter, especially after the contribution of two silvers, which quickly reached the XP value of 1560, Dean stopped his actions and stood side by side with the Marquis of York, waiting for the arrival of the golden powerhouse opposite.

While this is the easiest way to get XP, Dean hasn't forgotten what he's here for.

What he needs to face now is the opponent's high-end combat power, not some pawns.

As for the XP value?

The XP value of supporting [Dragonization] twice is enough for Dean at this stage.

And the rest of the pawns?

As long as he is still on the battlefield, Dean believes that the XP value carried by these pawns will be his, sooner or later.

First Update~ (To be continued......)