Somewhere on the battlefield, on an old and mottled large stone arch bridge, the shouts of killing were loud, and a large-scale battle to seize the bridge was going on fiercely.
"Your Excellency, the two captains, the three combined heavy infantry squadrons that served as the vanguard were completely wiped out again! The three squadron captains were killed!"
On the bridge with a width of more than 20 meters, a blue-patterned armored messenger with a sky full of magic and arrows staggered all the way to two middle-aged Holy Night commanders with beards and shouted loudly.
Report.
"His grandma, His Excellency Viscount Pumice, our two brigades have suffered too serious losses. I don't think it's possible, so we should withdraw first."
One of the bearded commanders wiped the blood from his face and looked quite embarrassed.
"Hey, His Excellency Baron Honggen is right, it can only be like this.
The lethality of the opponent's heavy crossbowmen was indeed extraordinary, and their commanders were two third-level marksmen who were always on target.
If we are hit by these two people at the same time, even we, who are both third-level experts, will probably be killed on the spot!"
Another short-bearded commander with an arrow wound on his left shoulder spat, somewhat unwillingly.
"Notice, the entire army retreats!" Immediately afterwards, the two commanders of the Holy Night Army said to the messengers beside them.
"Got the order!" I saw a young messenger who had just lifted his bowed body.
The next second, a sharp arrow pierced through his helmet. In an instant, blood spattered everywhere, and he was nailed to the bridge railing not far away.
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In this way, the two men took the remaining troops and retreated to a safe place for a while.
Not far away, dust gradually rose and flew in all directions.
Not long after, a new army appeared in front of the two of them.
"It turns out to be His Excellency Baron Yes."
Seeing the person coming, the two commanders stepped forward to say hello.
"Your Excellency, Viscount Pumice, and Your Excellency, Baron Honggen, thank you for your hard work."
Looking at the two powerful third-level nobles who had long been famous in the Holy Night Kingdom, Baron Yes gave a polite salute and said: "Just leave the rest of the bridge assault to my brigade.
You two seniors, please take a good rest for a while, I will leave the chaplain team behind to help your soldiers regain their strength as soon as possible."
After speaking, Baron Yes smiled confidently and led the people towards the bridge without looking back.
"Wait a minute! The opponent's methods are very ruthless, so let's have three teams together..."
Before the short-bearded commander could finish speaking, Baron Yes had disappeared.
Shaking his head helplessly, the short-bearded commander said: "Well, young people today are always so ignorant.
Even if you want to earn credit, you still have to weigh how much you have, right?"
"His Excellency the Viscount is right. Even our two brigades cannot capture the bridge. What effect can his one brigades that are not full of men do?"
On the other side, the bearded commander showed a disdainful look and chuckled: "Haha, it seems that it won't be long before that kid will cry and come to ask us two uncles for help."
After speaking, the two began to laugh.
Just when the two men were secretly proud, not long after, several scouts wearing light armor came running from the direction of the bridge.
The leader dismounted his horse, trotted all the way, came to the two of them, and reported: "This is for your Excellency, the two captains.
The mixed magic war brigade led by Baron Yes successfully captured the bridge and killed the two enemy third-level commanders!"
"What?!"
Hearing this, the long-bearded commander who was holding a cowhide water bag to drink down spit out all the water in one gulp, coughing violently with an incredulous look on his face.
Immediately, the short-bearded commander next to him, who was also stunned on the spot, began to stare.
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In this way, with the help of Lei Xiao, the mixed magic war brigade led by Baron Yes and female knight Mora became unstoppable.
Just as Lei Xiao expected from the beginning, with the strong intervention of his own side, the delicate balance that has been maintained between the two armies is gradually being broken.
On the huge battlefield, the scale of victory has begun to slowly tilt towards the side of the Holy Night Army who fought back.
As the old saying goes, a single move affects the whole body.
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Somewhere on the battlefield, there is the Lengyan Army’s base camp and the Chinese Army’s tent.
This large handsome tent was surrounded by more than a dozen inconspicuous black tents.
Inside each black tent, there is a group of magicians sitting together with their eyes closed and concentrating, continuously supplying magic power to the magic crystal suspended in mid-air in the middle.
Judging from the aura, the strength of these magicians are all above the second level, and a considerable number of them have even reached the peak level of the second level.
Looking carefully, the ground around the magic crystal is covered with strange light blue lines, leading directly to the central tent and other black tents.
Vaguely, a vaguely giant protective shield flashed over the Chinese army tent and more than a dozen black tents.
There is no doubt that this is a large defensive magic circle.
In the center of the handsome tent, an old man with white beard and hair sat cross-legged at the top position with his eyes closed and concentration.
On his body is a set of pure white heavy armor that weighs at least a hundred kilograms. Judging from the splendor it exudes, it is obviously much better than the rare third-level equipment.
And in the position below him, there were two rows of fully armed and powerful men standing with astonishing momentum.
The weakest among them also has three levels, and the two leading ones have reached the fourth level that most strong people cannot touch in their lifetime.
Although there was no energy fluctuation around the old man.
But it is not difficult to see from the respectful eyes of everyone that he is the absolute leader here.
"Lord Bai, the situation on the battlefield seems a bit strange."
A middle-aged third-level strong man with a scar on his face and wearing leather armor stood up and said: "My subordinates have just received reports of the overwhelming Holy Night Army brigade.
After killing our two third-level captains and the bridge, we once again captured a key stronghold on our side!"
"What?"
Upon hearing this, all the powerful men began to whisper among themselves.
"In this way, the opponent's team has killed seven of our third-level commanders, right? How can two young boys who have just been promoted to third-level have such strength?"
"Could it be that...the opponent's fourth-level warriors are dispatched?"
"Impossible! All the internal and external lines did not report that the opponent had a fourth-level strongman appearing on the battlefield!"
"Furthermore, the strength of the fourth-level and above strong men on both sides of the enemy and ours is now evenly matched. There are only three of them, and they are in a subtle state of checks and balances.
As long as one side dares to send out a lone fourth-level strong man, the other side will definitely attack them in groups.
Therefore, the other party is naturally the same as us, and will not dispatch fourth-level powerhouses at will."
"If that's the case, then what is all this about?!"
