The human soldiers were all stunned on the spot, they looked at Henry's corpse in disbelief.

In everyone's hearts, as long as the Great Hero Henry was here, there would be no problem that could not be solved.

The Elves? War?

The Great Hero, Sir Henry, would be able to completely solve it!

However, it was at this moment that a general who had gained everyone's trust died in front of everyone.

This scene was a huge blow to everyone.

The atmosphere for the humans dropped, but it had opposite effects for the enemy.

Almost all the elf soldiers in the front row saw the scene of Henry falling. Although they could not see that person's face clearly, and they did not know who Henry was at all, they could tell from Henry's armor that that person was a human general.

Now that the leader of the enemy had been killed, would they lose the war?

At this moment, the morale of the elf soldiers rose again.

Every elf soldier's blood boiled with excitement and they were extremely ready. They charged at the enemy with an indomitable spirit. The elf soldiers charged at the human soldiers, but the human soldiers did not respond.

They still had not recovered from Henry's death.

Everything happened so suddenly that they lost the ability to think. Even Mike and Timus were completely dumbfounded. Was this guy not called the Great Hero?

How could he be so weak in such flashy armor?

What was going on?

However, at this moment of confusion, there was still one person who remained sober.

That was Gilroy!

He took a glance at Henry's corpse and was slightly stunned. He then turned to look at Mike and gritted his teeth.

"Sir, we can only rely on you now!

"Please lead us to victory in this war!"

If the only pillar in the soldiers' hearts had fallen, they would become dejected.

However, if there were to be another pillar in these soldiers' hearts, there would be hope.

Obviously, Mike was the other pillar in Gilroy's heart. Hearing Gilroy's words, many soldiers came back to their senses and looked at Mike.

Now that Henry was dead, they did not know what to do.

And Gilroy once said that this person had single-handedly defeated the Bandit Alliance that ran rampant across the continent.

If what Gilroy said was true…

Then this nameless hero would become everyone's only hope.

Mike looked at Gilroy's eager gaze and opened his mouth, unable to say anything. If he was in a situation where he had the strength, he would definitely take back the Umbrella of Meredith from Timus without hesitation and lead this group of young lads to win this war.

But he could not do it now!

One had to know that the tender bud on his body had not been pulled out yet, and he was in an extremely weak state.

It was okay to let him walk and run.

But to let him fight? That was almost certain death!

At this time, the elven soldiers had already approached this place, and there was no time for them to consider.

Fortunately, Timus unexpectedly stood out.

"Soldier boys, there's no need for my teacher to help us win this small-scale war.

"Let me lead you trash to victory in this war!

"Hahahahahaha!"

Timus laughed arrogantly and directly raised the Umbrella of Meredith in his hand and charged towards the elven race.

That's right, he charged towards the elves alone! For a young and powerful fellow like Timus, war was so exciting.

What could be cooler than this act of not backing down in the face of an army of thousands?

If there was, it would be that not only did he not back down in the face of an army of thousands, but he also charged at the front.

In the eyes of Timus, he was now the most handsome! This action, to Timus, was naturally incomparably handsome, but to the human soldiers, it was incomparably absurd.

What was this kid's situation?

Charging into the battle alone? Did he not want his life! Did he not see that the Great Hero, Sir Henry, was already dead?

This battle was simply impossible to win!

No one moved, and many people even wanted to retreat.

The soldiers who stood in place formed a stark contrast with Timus who charged ahead.

However, before anyone could react, another person rushed out from the crowd!

It was Gilroy!

He gritted his teeth and charged forward without saying anything. There was no other reason because he had no other choice. He knew that in this situation, retreating was simply a dead end.

These elves would kill the human soldiers as mercilessly as if they were slaughtering pigs and dogs.

If this really happened, everything would be over! He could only choose to trust Timus, trust this guy whose tone was full of confidence.

If there was anything trustworthy about him… It was probably his identity!

He was the disciple of that unknown hero, and that unknown hero saw his disciple rush forward but did not stop him. It seemed that he was very confident in his disciple.

From this alone, it was enough to make Gilroy go through fire and water to charge into battle.

After all…

"I am the man who wants to become a Great Hero!"

The roar of an inconspicuous little soldier woke everyone up.

They looked at the two lonely figures in front of them in a daze and were completely stunned. The next moment, their eyes widened and revealed a shocked expression. This was because they saw a scene that they would never believe in their lives.

The arrogant guy at the front suddenly turned the strange umbrella in his hand into a huge sword.

The kid's other hand did not stay idle either. He also pulled out the huge sword made of stone behind him.

The two huge swords that were almost as tall as a person seemed weightless in the kid's hand.

On the battlefield, the charging speed of the elf soldiers was very fast, and the speed of the two sides that charged at each other was so fast that they could not be distinguished at all.

Bang!

Timus collided with the elf soldiers in the front lines, and what all the human soldiers did not expect was that the dozens of elf soldiers in the front row were knocked away by Timus on the spot like bowling pins.

Not only that, Timus seemed to be completely unharmed. He directly brandished his two giant swords and hacked at the elf soldiers.

Dust flew in the air like a thick fog, and blood splattered everywhere like splashing paint onto the canvas.

At this moment, the fighting spirit in the hearts of all the human soldiers was ignited.

This was a true hero!