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    Facing the huge phalanx of Thessalian soldiers, although the barbarian Macedonians frantically hit the strong shields with their weapons, they were still unable to take a step beyond them.

    The soldiers hidden in the phalanx spread their shields skillfully, and then like lightning, thrust the spearmen out of the gap. After taking the lives of the Macedonians, they quickly retracted and closed the shields.

    In just a short period of time, hundreds of Macedonians fell outside the phalanx. Sharp spearmen pierced their chests, and the dazzling blood dyed the ground red.  []

    Seeing that the attacking team was blocked by the enemy's phalanx, the Macedonian demigods finally couldn't bear it any longer and rushed forward, waving their weapons.

    "Cavalry, chariot troops attack" Looking at the Macedonian demigods appearing around the phalanx, Achilles issued an order to the cavalry and chariot troops to attack.

    The cavalry and chariots who had been waiting on both sides of the phalanx for a long time, after receiving the king's order to attack, roared like thunder, trampled on the ground, and rushed toward the densely packed Macedonians.

    The archers who were not on the innermost side of the infantry stopped firing, and the entire huge phalanx collapsed. Thousands of fully armed infantry roared towards the Macedonians.

    Thirty chariots and three hundred cavalry equipped with stirrups rushed into the Macedonian battle formation like a rolling wave, carrying the force of thunder.

    It seemed like a terrifying meat grinder, constantly charging into the Macedonian battle formation. Wherever it passed, the Macedonians suffered heavy casualties.

    At this time, the two armies met and fought fiercely on the slaughtering plain. Shields and spears clashed with each other. The armored Thessalian soldiers and the bare-chested Macedonian warriors competed to fight, and the bulging leather shields in the center squeezed each other.  , the noise of battle echoed.

    The cries of pain are accompanied by the cries of victory, the cries of the slain, the cries of the murderers, and the blood on the dirt is bright red.  Like two violent torrents in winter, rushing down from the ridge and heading straight into the valley, the mighty river water merged into one torrent, carrying the rolling waves from the source, flying to the bottom of the valley, and the sound was like thunder, spreading far away  The ears of the shepherds on the hillside - with such momentum, the two armies were fighting each other, the shouts were rising, and they were extremely exhausted.

    The golden chariot collided wantonly, and the two powerful horses used their mouths and hoofs to trample and bite the Macedonians who stood in front of them.

    Achilles is like a mortal god of war, standing proudly on the golden chariot, taking away the lives of Macedonians with the shining spear in his hand.

    After killing more than twenty Macedonian soldiers in a row, two Macedonian demigods finally drove up in chariots.  Seeing these two burly demigods, Achilles drove his chariot roaring over without any hesitation.

    Achilles picked up an ordinary spearman from the chariot and shot it at one of the demigods. The spearman with terrifying force flew through the air, and finally hit the helmet with the horse's hair on top.  The horn, the copper tip pierced the demigod's forehead, biting in deeply, crushing the skull, and a thick black mist covered his eyes.  He fell to the ground, dead in the fierce battle, like the foundation of a collapsed wall.

    After easily shooting a Macedonian demigod, the golden chariot did not slow down at all, and with the roar of the wind, it collided with another demigod.

    Two chariots, two demigods intertwined together, the Macedonian demigod hero was extraordinary, and the spearmen in his hands were about to smash a mountain.

    Achilles looked as usual, and the heavy spearman smashed down hard, falling on the spearman of the Macedonian demigod opposite. The terrifying force made the demigod's hands tear in pain, and a piece of blood spilled out.

    The brave Macedonian demigod only felt a terrifying force coming from his spearman. He could hardly hold the spearman with his hands, and a crack appeared in the palm holding the spearman.

    Achilles hardly gave him any chance to react, and the spearman in his hand thrust out again, with bursts of biting wind, piercing the air in front of him, and finally, in the demigod's fear, he stabbed him  That fragile throat.

    "Pfft" The sound of metal piercing the skin was followed by the sound of blood spraying. The heroic demigod abandoned the spearman in his hand, pinched the blood-sprayed throat in pain, and wanted to shout out,  But couldn't make any sound.

    After a struggle, blood poured into the esophagus, drowning his strong heart, and finally fell down from the chariot helplessly.

    At this time, in another part of the battlefield, the brave Zomokos, driving his sturdy chariot, fought a fierce battle with a powerful Macedonian demigod.

    The two men were equally powerful in terms of force, and they attacked each other wildly. The sharp spearmen hit the shields, making bursts of harsh sounds.

    And on the battlefieldElsewhere, heavily armed Thessalian soldiers and Macedonian soldiers fought together. The sound of collisions between spearmen and desperate screams turned the entire plain into a purgatory.

    The active young soldiers spilled their own blood under the sharp weapons, and fell to the ground unwillingly with desperate wailing.

    After easily killing the two Macedonian demigods, Achilles once again killed the Macedonian soldiers around him, and no one could stop him wherever he passed.

    Even without using the power of law, relying solely on his extremely powerful physical strength makes him the strongest person on this battlefield.

    Two more Macedonian demigods rushed up, wanting to avenge the Macedonian soldiers and demigods who died tragically in his hands.

    Angry fire rose up from the demigods of these two heroes. Their chariots drove away the soldiers in front and pounced on Achilles with terrifying force.

    Looking at the two Macedonian demigods breaking through the battle formation and rushing toward him, Achilles gave up chasing those ordinary soldiers and drove a golden chariot to meet them.

    The surrounding Macedonian soldiers all gave way, their eyes full of hatred staring at the killer standing on the golden chariot.

    Although everyone's heart is full of hatred and they want to pierce his armor-covered chest with the weapons in their hands, their hearts are full of fear for his power.

    This is almost not a mortal, but a real god. In front of him, any mortal has almost no ability to resist, and the only result is to be killed.

    The golden chariot slammed into the chariot of a Macedonian demigod. The huge impact made the burly demigod shake a little.

    Achilles, who remained motionless, stabbed out the spearman in his hand, with a harsh sound of wind and lightning speed, piercing the throat of the Macedonian demigod in front of him.

    He ruthlessly pulled out the spearman that had penetrated the demigod's throat, bringing out a stream of warm blood. He moved his eyes away from the painfully struggling demigod and looked coldly at the other one.  Demi god.

    As if he had seen the most terrifying beast, the other demigod involuntarily took a step back and almost fell from the chariot.

    The spearman dripping with scarlet blood stabbed out again, so fast that he could hardly see it clearly with his flesh. The panicked demigod had just had the idea of ????evading in his mind, and the cold spearhead had already broken through him.  skin, piercing his entire throat.

    "Ohoh"

    The strong demigod clutched his throat with both hands, trying to breathe air again, but blood had already filled his throat.

    The vitality of demigods is far beyond that of ordinary soldiers. Even if their throats are pierced, they will not die immediately, but this makes them suffer even greater pain.

    He just pinched his throat tightly. Because he couldn't breathe air, he struggled desperately. Finally, he fell from the chariot and flopped on the ground for a while. After all the blood flowed out from his body, he finally  It got quiet.

    After Achilles killed four powerful Macedonian demigods and nearly a hundred ordinary Macedonian soldiers in succession, the fear of the surrounding Macedonians reached its peak.

    All Macedonians approaching his golden chariot, whether they were ordinary soldiers or powerful demigods, involuntarily stepped back, trying to distance themselves from this murderous demon.

    Looking at the frightened Macedonians, Achilles had a cruel smile on his face. He took out a strong bow from the chariot, drew the bow and nocked an arrow. As the bowstring vibrated, a deadly arrow was fired.  He flew out, passed through the crowd, and directly hit a Macedonian demigod who was fighting a fierce battle with the Thessaly demigod.

    The sharp arrows easily tore through the sturdy helmet and pierced the back of the demigod's head. After the bronze arrow pierced the skull, it actually popped out from the forehead.

    Achilles' eyes didn't even stay on the fallen demigod for a moment. He picked up an arrow again, drew the bow and nocked the arrow, and shot at another Macedonian demigod.

    The arrow, as fast as lightning, rubbed against the air, making a sharp friction sound, passing through the crowd, and nailed the Macedonian demigod on the forehead.

    After Achilles killed six powerful demigods in succession, the Macedonians finally fell into endless panic and could no longer care about anything else. They turned and fled towards the camp.

    After this fight, the number of Macedonians who fell in a pool of blood was only about a thousand. Now these two thousand soldiers fled, and the battlefield was in chaos.

    There is no need for Achilles to issue any more orders, Thessaly?The soldiers, led by the demigods, roared towards the fleeing Macedonians, taking advantage of the victory to pursue them.

    When all the Macedonians fled back to their camp, the soldiers of Thessaly stopped chasing them. In just a few hundred meters, hundreds more Macedonians fell in a pool of blood.

    The Thessalian soldiers who had won a great victory were already tired at this time. Under the leadership of the demigods, they slowly retreated. Some of the soldiers took care of the battlefield, while some of the soldiers set up camp not far from the Macedonian camp, preparing to start a fire.  meal.

    The second update has arrived
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