Kingdom’s Bloodline Chapter 176: Chaos 0 Army

When Thaker’s axe hit Barney’s shield, the guard prisoners reacted beyond Thales’s expectations.

I saw Barney take the lead, with the sword and shield in his hand blocking the attack angle of Thacker without any fancy, stopping the latter from attacking Belletti and Brie.

But other people...

"Stand back, Semir!"

In the swiftly running axe wind and sword light, the fighting young Barney withstood a slash from Thacker, pushing away the axe hilt of the opponent, facing the one who wanted to approach the battlefield. Semir roared:

"I am in the first round!"

"Nye, cover me!"

In the roar of Barney Barney, Nai came out to join the battle, but the rest of the royal guard did not rush forward, but also moved away from the battlefield uncharacteristically: Naki and Brie couldn’t help but leaned to the left. To the wall.

As the only two people, Barney and Nye stand on the battlefield and face the onslaught of Sacker—to be precise, Barney is the only one who meets Sacker with agility and swiftness, sometimes stormy. The offense seemed a bit clumsy.

Naze, who was supposed to support him, stood firmly in the distance, pinching a knife and a dart in his hands, watching the two in the fight carefully, motionless.

What?

Thyls didn't understand.

Huh!

The calm Saker suddenly swings his arms horizontally, using his position advantage to squeeze Barney's shield away, and the axe blade is scratched towards the latter's neck!

"Clang!"

Little Barney hummed and turned around, colliding with Thackerel.

The two broke apart at the touch of a touch, each avoiding the opponent's next blow, but it seemed that Barney Jr. suffered even more-a wound appeared on his right arm.

Looking at their battle, Thales, who was puzzled, finally gave up the struggle, shaking his head and asking the people around him:

"What's the matter?"

But before anyone could answer, Semir on the other side looked for an opportunity to squeeze over.

As soon as he entered the battle of his old colleagues, he pointed to the young Barney who was in the midst of the fight and asked angrily:

"What did he plan? Is he going to die?"

Huh!

It was another axe wind, which was resolved by Barney Jr.'s right upside-down style, but he immediately fell into a series of attacks followed by Thackerel, looking dwarfed.

In the face of Semir's unceremonious interrogation, everyone else looked a little ugly.

But Belletti didn't care. He looked worriedly at the two fiercely fighting people in the field, paying attention to the entrance of the stairs that was blocked by Thackerel, with a calm tone:

"Barney said, the first round is temptation. We act by chance and strive to break through to the ladder."

Semir frowned, as if hesitated.

In the sound of the fierce fighting, Thales couldn't help the doubt in his mind anymore. He glanced at the fast rope and asked decisively:

"Why don't you help him?"

The prince looked at the dangerous little Barney, very anxious:

"You obviously have eight people..."

But before he finished asking, he was interrupted by Belletti's hoarse and intermittent voice:

"Can't do it."

Thyls was taken aback.

Can't do it?

He turned his head and scanned the others, only to find the same look on their faces: solemn and helpless.

Why?

On the other side, the duel between Thacker and Barney Jr. is becoming more and more fierce. The two seem to be fighting real fire. They are hideous and fierce in action. They are becoming more and more fierce:

Sackel just snarled and retracted the axe that broke the enemy's head by one point. Barney Jr. pressed his fate to launch an equally sharp and risky offensive.

The strong wind hits the face, and the steel screams.

"We can't help him..."

Naki sighed lightly, staring at the battlefield between the two, sullenly:

"Sakeel is not an ordinary person, let alone a soldier in the ordinary sense."

Not ordinary people?

Tyles and the fast rope are both startled.

Naki rubbed the weapon in his hand, staring at the two who were almost fighting to death, there was an inevitable gloom between his brows:

"His power of ending is called ‘Chaotic Thousand Armies’. It is a rare variant of ‘Heavenly Horse Movement’. The key lies in unparalleled perception."

Listening to Naki talking about this, everyone in the royal guard was a little stunned.

Tianma movement... Thales is familiar.

Wait, he heard Wiyah-the real Wiyah-said that it was Miranda's ending power.

Thinking of this, Thales gets serious:

"Chaotic Thousand Army? Perception? How to say?"

This time, Belletti answered him.

"Attention."

Beletti's voice is hoarse and inconsistent, as if it has been washed by the wind and sand, but this does not affect Thales's hearing of the anxiety in his words, and the hesitation in his eyes:

"A person’s energy and attention are limited and cannot be used for two purposes. Even when engrossed, one can only pay attention to one or two focal points at the same time. If it is more, we will lose enough attention to the goal. Regardless of the front and the back, the left is hard to care the right."

Attention...

Thyls chewed the word.

On the other side, Barney, who was under the wind, finally made a successful counterattack: at the cost of being hit by a knee from the opponent, he slashed the shoulders of Thackerel away from the critical point of the latter. Only a slight difference.

Tyles secretly said it's a pity.

"But Saker is different."

Belleti’s words became heavier and heavier, with proud pride and painful betrayal with old friends:

"The'Thousands of Chaos Army' takes the observation and rhythm emphasized by the Tianma movement to the limit in another direction-Saker can effectively distribute within a certain range without distracting himself. Multi-purpose mindfulness, mastering all the variables in a battle, the upper limit is unknown."

Multiple use of heart?

Thyls looked at Saker who was skillfully swinging an axe, and then at Barney, who was struggling to attack, and asked inexplicably:

"What do you mean?"

Semuel snorted coldly and interjected:

"It means that the penalty knight has countless pairs of eyes and observes countless targets at the same time."

"He is no longer afraid of siege, no longer afraid of group battles. His attention when facing ten people is not much worse than when he is staring at one person. He will never lose sight of one another because of a few attacks."

Semir held the sword in his hand tightly, his eyes never left the battlefield for half a minute, as if he was ready to attack the next moment.

His words made the guard prisoners even more worried, and Brie even snorted and pointed to Nye, who was still holding the darts and not letting go.

"No, Bree," Tardin shook his head, as if he understood the unknown sound of the other's hum:

"Nye can't make a move until the rescue time."

We will never lose sight of the other because we are few against the crowd...

Thyls understood this sentence carefully, and his color changed suddenly.

What is this?

The knight does not die from being alone? No flaws behind?

He remembered the scene when Thaker faced five or more shadowy assassins just now.

There was another muffled noise.

This time, Barney Jr. made a nearly suicidal collision that could force the retreat of Sackel, who seemed worried.

The prince turned to look at the battlefield, and asked urgently:

"So, no matter one-to-one or one-to-many, there is no difference to him?"

This time, Tardin was desolate and helpless, as if he saw through the world, the words rang:

"It's worse than that."

Taldin shook his head, seemingly emotional and bitter:

"Sacuel is a rare genius in the world, and the advantages of the'Chaotic Thousand Armies' have been exploited to the extreme: the multi-use of the heart is not only in dealing with enemies."

"Regardless of the enemy’s body, weapon, intention, action, or surrounding location, environment, situation, and state, it can range from the increase or decrease in strength during the duel, to the sand and stone obstacles at the foot, or even sudden accidents. Everything on the battlefield is in Sackel’s insight, and further, perfectly transformed into his strategy against the enemy."

Taldin's face was tense, he stared at the use of the terrain and the length of the axe handle and even the weight of the opponent's shield to push Barney into the embarrassed Saker again:

"The person who confronts him is always at the greatest disadvantage: all the factors and variables of the battlefield are in Saker’s attention and observation, standing on his side, like an arm and a finger. Come, cooperate seamlessly."

"Usually I can't see it, but everyone who fought with him has a feeling: that guy has no flaws and is unstoppable."

Thyls moved in his heart.

Everything is in the insight, turned into a strategy against the enemy...

All the factors and variables in the battlefield... are in the process of attention and observation, such as the use of arms and fingers, the hands to the touch...

No flaws, unstoppable...

He couldn't help shaking.

Six years ago, the night of blood and blood reappeared in his memory.

From here, there is another person's murmur:

[The kind of person who holds everything in his hands, takes the world into his heart, and sees the whole situation in his eyes... is qualified to be called...]

[The real strong. 】

Thyls stared at the matchup in a daze, staring at the more and more brave Saker in the field, as if he understood something.

He saw it:

Barney's offensive seems to be fierce, but his ordinary offense is difficult to take effect. Thacker can always resolve it easily in the most labor-saving, concise and effective way.

Only those furious offenses that take injury for injury and cost a lot of money can leave some marks on the penalty knight, but unfortunately, every time a slightly effective killer move seems to be slightly different, it makes people feel embarrassed. sigh.

But Thales understands that it is not as simple as a slight difference.

Taldin sighed:

"In this case, it's not just that the multiplayer siege will no longer work for him..."

"On the contrary, the more enemies in the melee, the more complex the variables, and the more chaotic the scene, the more Saker can find the most suitable position for him, use the flaws and gaps that ordinary people can't imagine, seize the survival and win Opportunities and chips..."

"The Vietnam War gets stronger."

The faces of the guards became more and more ugly.

Thyls clenched his fists, and the fast rope on the side looked incredulous.

"So," Thales looked back in disbelief:

"In the midst of a melee, a knight with fewer enemies and more penalties is better than the one-on-one Saker..."

Naki nodded, and took the conversation with melancholy:

"...and countless times stronger."

"We rushed into the battle, just to increase the bargaining chips for Saker."

Thyls was shocked when he heard it, and the fast rope beside him even opened his "o"-shaped mouth.

So...

So one-to-eight is better for Saker?

Just the human version of the blood magician?

"He pointed out my sword style," Semir said coldly from the side:

"So I know that when you face him, you are not only facing Saker, but the entire battlefield named Saker, who really belongs to him——"

"A Thousand Armies of Chaos."

His words are sonorous and powerful, but they are heavy.

Thyls frowned fiercely:

"Like a legion?"

Semir looked at him, was silent for a second, then nodded:

"It's like a legion."

In the distance, Barney's figure flashed, and with a roar, he ran into Sackel's body in a duel with almost no reservations!

Boom!

The two fell to the ground at the same time, and then jumped up at the same time, both panting.

The next second, the two of them moved their bodies, and their weapons fought again!

The fast rope on one side can no longer bear it:

"Will it be too exaggerated?"

The rookie mercenary rubbed his face, stared at the big eyes of the pigeon egg, and pointed at the silent and responding Saker:

"Can he still use one enemy and one hundred, one person can single out an army?"

Faced with the fast rope, the guard prisoners stared at him ugly.

This made the fast rope tremble, thinking of the beams he had forged with them, he took a step back in a jealousy.

Thyls looked at the people and felt they had something to say.

Sure enough, Naki bent the corner of his mouth:

"Do you know Saker's fame battle?"

The battle of fame.

The prisoners of the guard drew together.

Quickrope blinked, and immediately showed a wary, "I won't be hooked" look.

Naki looked at the penal knight who was still unchanging in the fierce fight, and there was a fascinating look in his eyes:

"When Sackel was young, he went to Longxiao City with His Royal Highness--His eloquence was so good that he upset the people of the North and used force to make things difficult for them."

Midil...

Longxiao City...

Thyls has a related scene in his mind.

"Bani told me: At that time, Sacker, who was only seventeen years old, was alone."

Naki shook his head, half proud and half melancholy:

"He spent ten minutes."

"One person."

"Forty Blade Guards were brought down."

Quick rope froze for a moment.

Next second.

"What!"

His big mouth, which was nowhere to rest, opened and closed, as if he wanted to scream without screaming.

Tyles recalled, and there was endless shock and fear in his heart.

Four...forty?

The Blade Guard?

He remembered that six years ago, those elite fighters who swear to the death under the onslaught of the black sand collar, fought to the end, and once counterattacked, made the soldiers of Rumba embarrassed and killed and wounded. He and the heroic defender who blocked the crossbow with a small slippery head.

Think of Nicolai, Monty, and Justin.

One person, put down forty?

How is it possible?

Obviously, the fast rope was hit harder.

He looked at Sackel in the distance in disbelief, and then at the guard prisoners with gloomy expressions, with twisted cheeks and incoherent speech, a smile but a smile, but he couldn't laugh:

"Just kidding, forty...blatant? Those are all veterans..."

The fast rope waved his hands blindly in the air, as if it could throw his problem further:

"Impossible, such a big thing, why Nico-why no one told me?"

He looked at everyone blankly~IndoMTL.com~It was difficult to accept the horrifying news.

No one answered him.

"Get ready, Tardin," Belletti said coldly at this moment:

"Barney is leaving."

Everyone's expressions were startled: In the distance, Barney's offensive slowed down.

"So he won't have a problem with one enemy a hundred?" Thales frowned.

In the face of the prince, the attitude of the guards' prisoners is obviously much better than that of "Wya Casso", Semir said softly:

"It should be noted that no matter how big the battlefield is, it is limited when it falls on everyone."

"In addition to the special formation, even if it is a thousand people besieging one person, the only six or seven people who can attack the enemy in short arms at the same time."

He looked at Barney from a distance, and said in awe:

"As long as you have plenty of energy and energy, there is no reason for Saker to lose."

Tyles' heart sank.

No.

If this is the case, the royal guards just present are...

There is no hope.

Barney, what are they doing?

"You know, someone in the Royal Guard used to be bored and made up a string of jingle." Naki shook his head.

Brie raised his finger behind him and pointed at Naki blankly.

"The last sentence is..."

Naki cleared his throat and said seriously: "Tony has no regrets, everything is hard to hurt..."

"The penalty site..."

"A thousand troops are dead."

?? The sword of Rigeng is invincible in the world!

? When I wrote this chapter, I always remembered that in dota2, the Chaos Knight started a big move, and one person drove five people to run, fighting the opposite, crying, crying, and taking the road. Escape scene.

? Do you know why Kaslan's nickname is "Shake the Earth"?

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(End of this chapter)