The First Tyrant of Daxia

What made Cronin and Henry suspicious was that Agnes had eaten something that made him look like he was about to die the day before yesterday, but after two days he was well and almost as energetic as ever.

This is nothing short of a medical miracle.

They had never come into contact with it, so naturally they didn't know how powerful the nine-segmented bloodworm was.

Cronin said: "I heard that there is a group of strange people in the Macedonian Empire. They can equip people with mechanical arms. The joints can move as flexibly as real people's arms, and they are even stronger."

"Once we escape from here, we will go to the Macedonian Empire and install a mechanical arm for you. This way, you can still be the elusive and powerful Henry."

Henry's gloomy face also showed some emotion. "Cronin, you are right. We should escape from here first. Bachman will definitely beat us to death in order to make us take the blame. Qin Yun will also be vindictive and will not let us go. The best way is to escape."

Cronin nodded slightly, then kicked the warhorse under his crotch, and the horse immediately galloped away.

But this time, the direction of their flight was actually the battlefield where Agnes led his army to fight against Bachmann's soldiers.

"How dare you come?!"

Agnes narrowed his eyes dangerously, and the anger in his heart surged like waves, but soon the anger was suppressed by calmness.

Now those crazy non-Bachmann soldiers are still attacking. With the combat effectiveness of the army of Grantham and others, if they rashly change the formation and launch an attack, it is very likely that a gap will be opened, and then it will be destroyed quickly like a landslide.

It’s even possible that this is Cronin and Henry’s latest plan.

"Keep defending!" Agnis suppressed his hatred. He knew that he couldn't launch an attack so willfully, because if he did so, all of Qin Yun's plans might be broken in an instant.

Qin Yun was his savior and also gave him the capital for revenge. Agnes had a bottom line in his heart and he knew he couldn't do this.

But in fact, Agnes thought too much.

Cronin shouted to the frenzied Bachman army, "Keep attacking, General Wilmot is coming to cheer you on."

Wilmot was still some distance away from the battlefield of Agnes. The Bachmann soldiers fighting here were blinded by the shouts of fighting and could not hear Wilmot's voice at all.

So after hearing what Cronin and Henry said, they immediately believed it.

Originally, these soldiers were the army trained by Wilmot himself, and Wilmot's prestige in their hearts was not low.

Now they saw Wilmot personally taking action, and the fighting spirit in their hearts was immediately aroused more thoroughly, and the attack became more frantic.

For a moment, Commander Agnes' army was struggling to resist, and naturally had no time to pay attention to the changes in Cronin and Henry.

Cronin and Henry pretended to fight and commanded the army to attack, but they were also observing the changes around them and were ready to escape at any time.

Seeing that Agnes had no time to pay attention to them under the crazy attack of Bachmann's army, Cronin and Henry gave each other a look, and then quietly began to retreat slowly from the center of the army.

After a while, Cronin and Henry had retreated from the center of the army to the rear of Bachmann's army.

"Kill! Kill them hard! King Bachman's reward will soon be upon you. Charge for the title of earl!"

Cronin shouted loudly.

"Kill!"

The frenzied Bachmann army launched an even more frantic attack, with a crazy feeling of being a beast trapped in a cage, and they wanted to tear all the enemies in front of them to pieces.

The armies of Grantham and others suddenly felt the pressure increasing again, and Agnes basically put all his attention on resisting the attack of the crazy Bachmann army.

As for where Cronin and Henry were at this moment, he was a little confused.

"go!"

Cronin and Henry shouted in a low voice, then turned their horses' heads, and directly broke away from the battlefield, rushing quickly towards the edge of the battlefield.

At this time, Agnes was busy resisting Bachmann's crazy army, but he had a vague feeling. When he looked up, he found that Cronin and Henry had taken the opportunity to escape to the edge of the battlefield.

Now even if Agnis wanted to catch up, it would be difficult to do so. Moreover, there was such a large army that needed his command, he could not abandon these troops. Otherwise, based on the combat quality of these troops, they could not be the opponent of those crazy soldiers.

"Forget it. As long as these two guys come out to accept the bounty, I will know their movements." Agnes said coldly, "When the time comes, I will naturally come to find you and take back my hatred on you a hundred times a thousand times!"

Bounty missions are the bounty riders’ livelihood. Unless Cronin and Henry are dead, they will not fail to come out to take on bounty missions.

Or these two guys could choose to become good people and follow some powerful person, but this is almost impossible. Anyone who can become a bounty knight has a yearning for freedom in his heart.

Cronin and Henry fought their way to the edge of the battlefield, and they both breathed a sigh of relief. At this point, they were basically safe.

"go!"

Having reached the edge of the battlefield, the two men did not hesitate any longer and rode their horses directly from the edge of the battlefield into the forest on the other side. They both disappeared in an instant.

Wilmot was in no mood to deal with Cronin and Henry. His mind was now focused on how to make his army stop this crazy behavior immediately and then retreat temporarily with the tired army.

The army has now been turned into a mess by Cronin and Henry. They must be stopped in time, otherwise these soldiers will be doomed.

As for Cronin and Henry, to be honest, catching these two guys is really not important to Wilmot.

Apart from being able to calm the anger of the powerful, these two guys seem to have no other function and are not enough to affect the situation of this war.

Wilmot rode his war horse back and forth quickly on the battlefield. As he ran, he ordered the small group of soldiers following him to beat the war drums and shout loudly, telling the crazy soldiers to stop their crazy behavior.