Chapter 52: Strange Heavy Armor

When receiving the news of Made's death a few days ago, Li'Li Ao Na De opened a bottle of Moon Pulp Wine that had been treasured for many years.

That was an elf specialty, brewed from Moon Pulp Fruit watered by Moon Spring water, cellar-stored for over fifty years. The wine was mellow and had the taste of moonlight.

Over the years, the Holy Blade Army had almost been managed by Li'Li Ao Na De into an iron plate. From the quartermaster to the foot soldiers, all had been brought to heel by Li'Li Ao Na De. Those who didn't submit were either transferred away or "sacrificed" due to mission failure.

The reason it was said "almost" was because there was still a small circle headed by Made that he could never manage to take down.

Made had a violent temper and spoke without restraint, but he had a way of winning people's hearts. The Paladins under his command were loyal to him, and he also had a smart and handsome deputy.

Although Made only had the strength of a level 7 Paladin, when a team of Paladins was together, even a Sword Saint might not necessarily be able to take them down.

Getting the news that there was a Sword Saint in the plane that produced essence liquid, Li'Li Ao Na De knew the opportunity had come.

Concealing key intelligence, plus a few slightly contradictory orders, could make the violent and conceited Made throw away the main force and have the Paladins act alone, going to their deaths.

Li'Li Ao Na De wasn't sure if this arrangement could kill Made, because the strength of this team of Paladins was too strong, and they had warhorses and group battle skills. Even if they couldn't beat a Sword Saint, it was very easy to escape; killing them wasn't easy.

But it didn't matter. If it didn't work this time, come again next time. Anyway, there were plenty of opportunities. As a leader, one shouldn't fear not having opportunities to kill subordinates.

Unexpectedly, good news came very quickly. Made and his deputy were trapped in the encirclement of a sea of skeletons. Made fought to the death, the deputy died covering the retreat, and only eight of the ten Paladins escaped back.

Li'Li Ao Na De was overjoyed. Even the deputy died; this was the best possible ending.

Compared to Made, Li'Li Ao Na De was more wary of his smart deputy. The other party was the one most likely to see through his arrangement. It was also because of the existence of this deputy that Li'Li Ao Na De didn't dare to use more radical means to deal with Made. Now it was really too good; they were all dead.

The blind guys were dead. What needed to be done now was to firmly grasp this abyss plane in his hands, firmly grasp this source of wealth in his hands, so he turned over all his trump cards.

The light of the transmission converged, revealing Li'Li Ao Na De and the tall horse beside him, as well as twenty heavy-armored warriors following behind him like iron cans.

Seeing this lineup, the people who had been full of expectations for reinforcements were stunned.

"This... is this the first batch? Who are they?" Someone asked in a murmur.

The quantity was too small. With the scale of the Holy Blade Army's plane transmission array, it could transmit about a hundred people at a time, or about a hundred and fifty tons of supplies. Now only twenty-one people had come over, a huge waste of transmission capacity.

And among these people transmitted over, except for Li'Li Ao Na De, everyone didn't recognize the other heavy-armored warriors.

The Holy Blade Army already had a unit of heavy-armored shield-bearers, but the armor on these heavy-armored warriors in front of them was heavy, old, and covered with various traces of use, as if they were second-hand goods bought from who knows where.

However, the quality looked very good, unlike the heavy-armored shield-bearers. To be honest, those heavy-armored shield-bearers were called "heavy" armor, but the armor was lighter than even Made's knight armor. The only defense on their bodies was that shield.

Made had once strongly suspected that someone had swallowed the equipment budget for the heavy-armored shield-bearers and gotten these fake "heavy armors," leading to several being chopped down in one encounter when facing Lu Se.

Now, the heavy armor of this batch of iron cans was of excellent quality. Where it should be thickened, it was thickened; where it should be lightened, it was lightened; where it should be riveted, it was riveted; where it should be movable, it was movable. Every aspect was considered thoroughly, and it was very practical.

Besides this, the heavy-armored warriors also had a small round shield hanging on their arms and held two-handed greatswords.

With such a set of equipment, sixty or seventy jin wouldn't even cover it.

However, these were not the key points. The key point was that everyone didn't recognize these people. The heavy-armored warriors pulled up their masks, revealing only two thin slits, and one couldn't even see their eyes, yet it brought an uncomfortable feeling to the priests, as well as a faint, lingering stench.

Li'Li Ao Na De smiled slightly, pulled down his mask, flipped onto his horse, and with a light wave of his hand, the heavy-armored warriors behind him stepped forward. After a few steps, they started to jog, running toward the open place of the camp.

The soldiers of Bingcheng, led by Lu Se, surged up and collided directly with these heavy-armored warriors.

Lu Se was bold and skilled, always staying at the front. Seeing these iron cans, he swung his sword to pat them regardless of anything else.

Yes, not chopping, but patting, turning the sword sideways and using the sword body to pat. This was the best way to deal with tin-can heavy armor. With Lu Se's strength, patting on the armor could cause internal bleeding or a concussion to the person inside.

The heavy-armored warrior who bore the brunt was patted solidly. Bang~~~, the heavy armor was patted by him with a trembling sound and a dent.

The person inside the heavy armor was completely unaffected, swinging the two-handed sword down.

Lu Se had a feeling of discomfort from using the wrong force. Logically, the enemy shouldn't be able to withstand this kind of blunt force impact. Even if there was no internal bleeding, there should at least be a period of numbness, unless the other party had level 8 or higher strength and used battle aura to resist hard. But no matter how one looked at it, the other party's strength hadn't reached that level.

Using the wrong force was equivalent to suffering one's own attack oneself; it was really too uncomfortable.

Pulling the sword back, he deflected the other party's two-handed sword and kicked out fiercely, stomping on the other party's chest. The tin can was kicked flying directly by him.

This kick made Lu Se even more convinced that the other party didn't have level 8 or higher strength. In this way, his kick should have been able to cause internal bleeding to the other party, right?

However, it didn't. The heavy-armored warrior climbed up as if nothing had happened and ran toward him in the same way as before, exactly the same as when they were running forward earlier.

Lu Se, a dignified low-rank Sword Saint, couldn't take down the enemy in one move, let alone the others. They felt like they had collided with an iron armored chariot.

The heavy-armored warriors swung their two-handed greatswords, slashing diagonally, sweeping horizontally. Just these two moves, their battle skills weren't high, and they were rough, open and close, completely ignoring the attacks landing on their bodies.

But the people blocking in front of them were either slashed flying, slashed in half, or knocked down and trampled into the mud.

Like an iron armored chariot, except for the one blocked by Lu Se, the other nineteen heavy-armored warriors were like nineteen chariots, crushing a bloody path among the thousands of Bingcheng soldiers.

Li'Li Ao Na De on horseback was in high spirits, drawing his long sword and pointing into the distance: "I'm here, flatten this world, my warriors!"

At the end of where his long sword pointed, a skeleton was holding holy light and wiping it onto another skeleton.

There is one more chapter, striving to update at dawn. ===== CHAPTER 53 =====