Chapter 564 Lord Level Werewolf

Jabri is a werewolf.

Werewolves of the native world.

Different from the wolves in yesterday's giant ship world, the werewolves in the medieval world are indeed a cursed creature, not an ethnic group with blood heritage. An ordinary person may also transform into a werewolf.

Just like the first werewolf Lothar killed when he "debuted", Abelardo from the Medici family.

Jabri became a werewolf because he led a team to plunder a village dedicated to an old god and humiliated the priestess of the old god to death.

The priestess's curse before her death turned him into a werewolf with endless evil power.

This is by no means a gift. The curse made him manic, arrogant, bloodthirsty, fond of raw meat, and even cannibalism - this is a gradual process. The newly-formed werewolf is fashionable and restrained, but as long as he opens his mouth, he will become a cannibal. It will slip into the abyss step by step and become a bloodthirsty beast.

Under the moonlight.

The hair on his body wrapped in scales grew wildly, and his eyes shone with yellow light.

"Damned infidels."

A muffled roar came from his throat.

"Immediately order the city guards to distribute the potion and everyone must drink it. This is our only chance!"

The guard was a little hesitant. In his opinion, this battle was unwinnable no matter what. He knew very well what effect the potion mentioned by his commander had, and it could indeed increase a person's fighting power.

But he is also well-informed and knows that the "Devil Duke" people call him is actually not that cruel at all. Once he takes the so-called magic potion, he will never stop dying.

"Obey my orders, you vile creature!"

The guard suppressed his fear and said: "Sir, we"

Jabri suddenly grabbed the guard's head and twisted it hard.

"You disobey me and this is what you will get!"

The other guards were frightened by the aura on Jabri's body and hurried to get the so-called potion.

Jabri turned his attention back to the approaching siege tower and the trembling militiamen at the top of the city who were likely to collapse at the first touch: "These despicable and cowardly things cannot be the opponents of the Crusaders at all, even if they take it The magic potion is not up to par either.”

And the city guard

As the commander of the City Guards, Jabri was very aware of their quality. They were actually just a miscellaneous team. Their equipment was pretty good, but their combat effectiveness was only average. He was assigned to take charge of the City Guards, and he actually followed him after he turned into a werewolf. , his character became increasingly violent and cruel, so much so that even Governor Mahli disliked him.

As for the so-called magic potion, it was actually his werewolf blood.

Different from the legend, whoever the werewolf bites will be assimilated. Otherwise, werewolves would have been all over the streets.

But the legend is not groundless.

Wolf blood, especially werewolf blood with a strong curse in the body, does have the effect of infecting people. In many places, it is often reported that collectives suffer from "werewolf disease", mostly because this blood has contaminated the water source.

The potion was gradually distributed.

The militiamen and city guards grasped the bottle of red water, and for a while they felt somewhat confident.

Although the fear was real, there was no chance even if he turned around and ran away, so he could only raise his head and drink the "magic potion".

After these soldiers drank the potion, they felt their hearts beating very fast, as if there was a fire burning in their stomachs, and their brains felt dizzy. Then, their rationality faded away like a tide, and they became violent, bloodthirsty, and warlike. Replaced all their emotions.

"If you can kill the enemy's leader"

Jabri's eyes turned to the enemy's siege camp, the Crusader leader who rode a giant unicorn and wore a lifelike mask with a beard, eyebrows, mouth and nose.

"Duke Demon. Hehe, I want to see which one of us is the real devil."

He smiled uncertainly.

Looking around, the eyes of the soldiers were completely different. There was no longer fear in them, but only infinite enthusiasm for him, the "source of wolf blood", and excitement and impatient for the enemy's imminent arrival.

Some of the soldiers guarding the city even took off their shirts in excitement, revealing their black hair that grew like weeds. Their grinning mouths were full of fangs, and they roared one after another at the bright moon.

"For Lord Jabri!"

"Kill them all, and I will bite out their throats and taste their flesh and blood!"

At the top of the city, the changes in the enemy's morale naturally could not be hidden from the Crusaders below.

The Saracen soldiers, whose mouths were full of sharp fangs and whose eyes reflected yellow and green light, looked like a pack of wolves, were obviously completely different from before.

"Have these Saracen bastards taken the potion?"

"Did they sell their souls to get power from the devils in hell?"

"These damn infidels, God bless us, today we will eradicate all evil!"

The siege vehicle stopped at the edge of the city wall, only one meter away from the moat.

The armored horse archers on the second and third floors all raised their bows and aimed at the enemies at the top of the city. Since the distance was still relatively close, they could clearly see the changes in the Saracen defenders and couldn't help but murmur.

To say that I'm afraid, I'm not afraid.

Before they went into battle tonight, they also drank the magic potion and gained the ability to see at night.

But the changes in the enemy still made them feel a little uneasy.

The soldiers from the two siege towers began to shoot. The armored archers and iron pagodas were both heavily armored, and they had the baffles of the siege towers. In addition, they were condescending to exchange fire with the enemy's defenders at the top of the city. Take advantage.

But the enemy is obviously no longer a normal person.

Some Saracen soldiers whose bodies were pierced by arrows actually pulled out the arrows with ferocious expressions. The flesh and blood at the wounds squirmed and healed quickly visible to the naked eye.

"The scent of a werewolf"

Standing on the tower, Hans's expression became solemn. His original idea of ​​jumping directly onto the city wall to fight with the enemy faded away. He looked around and began to search for the enemy's hidden leader.

At the city gate.

Veneto raised his battle ax high. Although he was wearing heavy armor, he jumped high like a spring and struck hard on the iron cables hanging the suspension bridge.

There was a clang.

The cable is disconnected.

The suspension bridge suddenly fell, leaving only the other end hanging.

He also felt a strange yet familiar aura coming from the top of the city. Unlike Hans, he had never seen a werewolf in this world, but he also knew that this aura meant that the enemy was not easy to mess with.

But it was not easy to mess with, which made him even more excited.

The bloodthirsty wolf is warlike, but he prefers enemies who are evenly matched and can give him a sense of oppression, rather than slaughtering a group of mobs that are about to collapse. The latter kind of killing, no matter how much he kills, will only bring him limited pleasure.

As for the soldiers under his command, they are a group of knights from the Order of Saint Lazarus.

Even if the Crusader cavalry is on foot, its combat effectiveness is still considerable.

The strongest combat unit in the Crusaders is obviously the knight, and the strongest infantry combat unit is the dismounted knight, especially the German knight.

Compared with the richer Gallic knights in the plains, the German knights were obviously better at infantry combat.

The members of the Teutonic Knights, an important part of the Order of Saint Lazarus, are mostly knights from the Germanic area. They may be inferior to their Gallic counterparts in mounted combat, but in terms of infantry combat, they are better than those in Los Angeles. Among the cavalry under Sa's command, he is definitely the one who can keep pace with Tiefu Tu and rank first.

As Veneto struck the battle ax again, the drawbridge fell with a crash.

The siege vehicle, which was hung with a heavy mallet and made of solid iron on the top, quickly drove towards the gate of Semanud City, driven by the knights on foot.