Chapter 26 The Elite Team Began to Fight

Elsa didn't bring too much equipment, which was just enough for the core underlings to use.

The previous blue quality weapons were all replaced by purple quality weapons.

Garbage raised the shield in his hand and tried it on. He was very satisfied with the touch and the strength of the shield. He immediately turned around and thanked Francis, waving and dancing.

"They each have the equipment, but I still have nothing in my hands."

Francis looked at the empty cloth bag and then at the broken sword, feeling indignant.

Elsa's weapon-picking skill was so bad!

Francis cursed a few words in his heart.

"Host has successfully irritated Augustine. Their team will arrive in half an hour."

"So soon? It took two days last time!"

Francis looked into the distance, through the vast skeleton army, he indistinctly saw several small black dots moving in the opposite direction.

The target was Francis's team.

Before Garbage and other underlings could test the equipment one after another, Francis ordered the nineteen underlings to assemble in an emergency.

In the last battle, several underlings had been killed but Francis had found qualified substitutes.

They followed Garbage quietly.

"Next, we will have a tough battle! Mouse, go ahead, and investigate. If anything goes wrong, evacuate immediately. Garbage, get ready to defend!"

Francis arranged every skeleton underlings and then he hid in the skeleton army.

Using the ordinary skeleton as a shield.

"Why Highness Augustine ask us to kill the leader of the small skeleton group?"

On the warhorse, skeleton soldier Alva, after hearing his companion's words, said contemptuously, "Are you doubting the decision of Highness Augustine?"

"I dare not!"

Twenty skeleton soldiers rode the warhorses and walked in the skeleton army.

The ordinary skeletons were trampled into pieces by the skeleton warhorses, even unable to keep a complete bone.

Looking at the black dot in the distance, Alva was curious about Francis.

What kind of skeleton leader was him? He could make Highness Augustine so angry that yelled and sent them out.

After all, they were absolutely elite teams in the whole skeleton army!

They not only had their own skills but also had their own minds!

Compared with those grunt fish who only obeyed orders and could not think, they were really unparalleled!

"I've heard that Francis even didn't reach level 30, and his skeleton soldiers didn't exceed level 20. Isn't it too much for Highness Augustine to send us here?"

"I also think so. But Highness Augustine won't do anything wrong. Maybe it's because Francis had done something that made Highness Augustine angry..."

Several skeleton soldiers whispered.

The ghost fire in Alva's eyes was burning with anger. He tried hard to resist the urge to scold them.

Highness Augustine is the most brilliant and powerful skeleton in the world!

How could he make a mountain out of a molehill!

After killing Francis, he took Francis's head to meet Highness Augustine, and then reported the rudeness of these skeleton soldiers!

Before Francis could react, a skeleton warhorse rushed in front of him.

In the rising dust, the horse's hooves trampled down Garbage, who was standing in the front. The horse's hooves slammed into Garbage's chest, and his bones immediately broke to the ground.

Alva raised the bone spear in his hand and shot the head of an ordinary skeleton.

Francis didn't have time to sigh that this ordinary skeleton was so unlucky.

He saw Mouse run back as if he was flying, and he was constantly making secret signals in his hand.

"Twenty people and twenty skeleton warhorses."

With his ten fingers, he sent all the information he got to Francis.

"Damn it! Why did they come so soon?"

Only fifteen minutes later, which was said to be half an hour from the system. Alva on the skeleton warhorse rushed into Francis's team. It seemed that he was running at the front.

There were still nineteen same skeleton soldiers rushing over.

"There is a level gap of more than 10 levels. Even if the underlings have equipment and skills, they are not a match for these 20 elite skeletons."

Francis shouted the retreat slogan at once.

He asked several core underlings to run first.

The rest of the cannon fodder skeletons were responsible for buying time.

Looking at Alva who was ravaging Garbage, Francis picked up a firebomb and threw it at him, repelling his next attack.

Garbage finally got the chance to stand up.

Although there was a big hole in his chest, it did not affect his movement.

The shield in his hand hit the skeleton warhorse at once, making the horse stumble.

When Alva steadied the skeleton warhorse, Garbage retreated.

"It's so strange. Didn't it affect his action even if he was trampled like this?"

Alva looked at Garbage's fast speed and said in confusion.

At this time, the other elite skeleton soldiers arrived and joined the battle.

They didn't know who the underlings of Francis are.

Then they rode on their warhorse and began to clear the field randomly.

This also gave Smart and Fast time to leave.

The ordinary skeletons were so unlucky that they were destroyed ruthlessly by the warhorses.

Francis hid behind a big stone and looked at Alva.

"He has three black crystals on his head, which must have reached level 30. He is a general in the skeleton army. It seems that Augustine has spent a lot of money this time."

In addition to Alva, the rest of the team members also had three black crystals on their heads, riding majestic skeleton warhorses.

Staring at the other skeletons on the spot.

Francis did not doubt that he had to pay a heavy price to defeat them!

After Alva cleaned up skeletons near him, he found that Garbage, whose chest had been trampled into pieces by him, had disappeared. He couldn't find him anywhere.

"Fighting capacity was low, but he ran very fast!"

Alva kicked the horse belly and drove the skeleton warhorse to look for Garbage.

"Gather together and charge!"

After searching around, Alva didn't find Garbage, so he raised the spear in his hand.

He ordered the elite team members to gather and attack other skeletons together!

If they kill skeletons one by one, the cleaning speed was too slow, and Francis had a chance to escape.

Alva decided to solve the problem most simply and brutally.

The impact of a skeleton warhorse was equivalent to that of a truck. When it hit an ordinary skeleton, it could directly smash the opponent into pieces, making them impossible to fight back.

"Oh my. Let alone Garbage, if I was hit by this horse, something bad would happen."

Hiding behind the stone, Francis watched Alva killing ordinary skeletons continuously.

The combat capacity of the skeleton warhorse was beyond everyone's expectations.

If twenty of them were put together, ten Garbage would not be enough to defeat them.

Looking at the officer skeleton who was stabbing his spear on the horse, Francis suddenly came up with an idea.

Since he couldn't defeat the horse, he would find a way to defeat its master!

Even an iron bucket would have a flaw!

Francis put her fingers in his mouth and whistled clearly and loudly. Then he waited for the skeleton underlings to come out and kill Alva for himself.

Dozens of skeletons suddenly appeared from the skeleton army.

They slowly approached Alva's ride.

On the way, some ordinary skeletons were randomly cleared up by the elite team, even unable to make a scream.

Facing the skeleton elite team with an average level of 30, Francis had a simple idea.

"If the soldiers on the warhorse were Garbage and other underlings"

Then the situation would be reversed.

Francis had experienced the power of the skeleton warhorse. It not only carried amazing power when charging but also can easily dodge attacks from the ground on its back.

In the distance, Francis came out from the back of the stone, picked up a firebomb, and threw it in the direction of Alva.

What's more, several skeletons popped out and grabbed Alva's ankle.

He was almost been dragged down from the horse.

"Go to hell!"

Alva got furious and was about to stab the skeleton on the ground.

However, the firebomb appeared in front of Alva again.

He had no choice but to give up the attack. Instead, he focused all his attention on dealing with the fireball.

The skeleton warhorse was surrounded by a group of skeleton soldiers, it was sniffing.

With a slight shake of its head, the nearest skeletons were smashed, and the bones in their chest were broken. They almost ended up like Garbage.

Seeing this, Francis didn't dare to relax.

He threw firebombs at Alva one after another, making him unable to pay attention to anything else.