It's a little early, a small town within the territory of the Great Sage's Tower.
The Frank Kingdom Restoration Army left in the early morning. The remaining residents in the town thought that the matter was over and had nothing to do with them anymore, but the secretly surrounding army did not think so.
The alarm bell had no time to sound, and the messenger didn't even have a chance to shout. The brick walls used to defend against monsters and savages could not stop the human army. Before the residents could even think of resisting, they had been suppressed. The only thing to be thankful for was
Fortunately, Marquis Neumann, who showed up in person, did not harm anyone. He just asked the soldiers to drive everyone into the town square.
"Townships, don't worry." Wearing bright and powerful armor, Marquis Neumann was like a gentle old man, smiling kindly and said to everyone: "I am not here to hurt you. Listen to my soldiers.
Instructions, no one will be injured and everyone can spend this day safely."
The morning fog dissipated, and the early morning sun shone from behind the Marquis. His mighty armor shone brightly, reflecting his silver hair and beard. This should have been such a beautiful scene, but in the eyes of the townspeople, it brought an ominous feeling.
chill.
At the same time, Maier Koller had just finished answering the question of the eldest princess, Mirasalian. A cruel tactic suddenly emerged in the mind of the veteran who had been on the battlefield for a long time.
As long as there are enough people and they are willing to sacrifice, the interior of most magic towers is easy to break. Fill all the traps with human lives, and then kill the tower owner in one fell swoop. In a limited space, no matter how powerful the magician is, he cannot resist the endless stream of attacks.
Enemy. But the premise of everything is that we can break into the tower.
As a war fortress that protects the civilized world and resists the invasion of darkness, when the magic tower is attacked by the army, it will of course cast strategic magic that is regarded as a forbidden spell to kill a large number of enemies. How to block strategic magic will become the attacking party.
The most important subject.
Learned from the barbarians, they drove the hostages at the forefront of the battle line to attack the enemy formation or attack the city. The nobles of the Lost World launched a war against the magic tower. The most despicable tactic was to take a large number of ordinary people as hostages and spread them among the army to destroy the tower.
It is difficult for the master to cast the strategic magic of the magic tower.
The reason why strategic-level magic is considered a forbidden spell is because its ability to cause large-scale damage can easily injure ordinary people, so it is not allowed to be cast outside the battlefield. What about when there are a large number of ordinary people on the battlefield?
"We are not forcing ordinary people to attack the tower, we are just bringing them with us." This is the reason that the attacking party will use. It seems to be a very legitimate excuse, but it does not reduce its despicable nature.
If the tower owner ignores it and directly bans the curse and cleanses the ground. Although the invading army has been repelled, when faced with the pressure from the Magician Association, most of the time he will become a loser. No matter how you explain it, there are ordinary people
The casualties were caused by magic that should not be used against them. The punishment for abusing forbidden spells was unimaginably severe.
If you are afraid of the existence of ordinary people and do not dare to cast forbidden spells, then for the attacking army with a numerical advantage, the victory or defeat will already be determined.
Regardless of the outcome, it was the worst war, and it also touched Mirasalian's bottom line. The anger in her chest ignited, along with feelings of uneasiness and disappointment. She didn't understand the reason why. She only knew
One thing, if she doesn't vent the fire in her chest, she will regret it for the rest of her life.
With one step, Mirassarian got off the tall military horse neatly. He said to his two subordinates in the language of the mysterious Lord: "Zhexiang, Qingyu, let's do it." At the same time, he took out his usual flail and put aside his cloak disguise.
The heavy armor given by the gods was bathed in the sun, and there seemed to be cyan fireflies running across the body.
'Oh, it's finally our turn.' 'Ready for a killing spree, White Mist Warrior Commander.' The two temple warriors dressed as maids quickly took out the square hammer and mace, both wearing the same divine gift.
A is displayed in front of everyone.
Mendelson Heyman was shocked when he saw this. He didn't understand why the loyalist dismounted and dressed up like this. His thoughts were so busy that he didn't even pay attention to the question of how the princess could afford to wear this heavy armor. He hurriedly stopped and said:
"Your Highness, if you want to break out of the siege, please mount your horse. My subordinates will clear the way for you, and you will definitely break out of the siege." The rest of the people were equally excited.
Mirassarian lifted the helmet behind his neck, looked at everyone with a murderous look and said: "No, old Heyman, you just need to follow me closely. I'm going to fight back." After saying that, he buckled the helmet and used it as the tip.
, followed by two temple warriors, one in front and two in back, forming a triangle formation, killing towards the north.
The pace seemed slow but was actually fast, and every step was clearly visible in the eyes of others. However, Mendelson, Hyman and others who were chasing after them could not catch up even though they ran as fast as they could. The soldiers on the north side of the siege net subconsciously raised their spears.
They didn't wait for the commander's orders, because the eldest princess's magical actions brought them indescribable meanings. In order to break the unspeakable oppression, they had no choice but to thrust forward with a gun.
With a twist of her wrist and a low step, Mirasalian arrived at the far left of the battle formation in an instant. Before the soldiers could retract their spears in time and turned to look at her in astonishment, she regained everything she was like as 'White Mist'
.Under the command of the mysterious lord, the temple warrior chief is the strongest sharp blade, which cannot be blocked by ordinary soldiers.
The flail named 'Morning Star' roared with wind and thunder, and hit the soldier's left arm hard. The powerful force not only knocked away the soldier on the far left of the team, but also knocked down the entire row. Limbs were broken, bones were broken, and internal organs were shattered.
With one blow, one queue of soldiers was crippled. With another step, the soldiers in the second queue immediately retreated and their formation was dispersed.
Zhe Xiang and Qing Yu rushed forward and charged into the formation. They only swiped left and right, and they were defeated. Suddenly, a corner of the encirclement net was loosened, and the rest of the Fuxing Army followed Her Royal Highness and fought out.
Meyer Kohler, who was standing in the southern encirclement, looked at the disintegrated northern encirclement and said angrily: "Damn it, the people guarding the north are all idiots. They actually let them break through. To fight back like this, it should be said that they are too powerful."
Damn it, you are still too stupid. Not pursuing, not pursuing! If Mirassarian escapes, no one will benefit."
The powerful blow of the temple warrior chief Bai Wu is difficult to understand without facing it directly. In the eyes of the people in other parts of the siege, all the credit should be attributed to the magic flail. This only arouses their greed for treasures.
The remaining sanity was overwhelmed. Before Meyer Kohler could give instructions, the others were already chasing after him with howls.
Mendelson and Heimann thought that the two sides were engaged in a retreat war, and their morale was inevitably low. However, Marquis Neumann's army thought that they were engaged in a pursuit war, and the greatest treasure was right in front of them. Her Royal Highness the Princess, a sword.
Magic flail. While their morale was high, they continued to catch up with the rear of the Royal Revival Army and cannibalized the enemy.
If it weren't for the two temple warriors who came to the rescue from time to time, showing strong mobility and superb skills, everyone in the Renaissance Army would collapse faster.
Although Mirassarian did not care and ran as fast as he could, just wanting to return to the magic tower as soon as possible to stop everything that might happen. However, the team was still overtaken and blocked by greedy enemies from time to time. The heroic posture of the eldest princess was like a
Time can't scare anyone away.
Going forward in time, all the townspeople were tied up and divided into all queues. Marquis Neumann personally led the army and marched towards the Tower of the Great Sage.
During the march, the arcane eye on the top of the magic tower appeared again. But other than that, the tower owner made no other reaction and just watched the soldiers arrange their queues.
Marquis Neumann was leisurely waiting for the deployment of the army. From the previous reports of the envoys and the current reaction of the tower owner, he believed that the rookie magician who had been stationed in the tower for less than three years might have been hiding in a corner and shivering.
Looking at the army in front of him, no one could help but tremble. He had almost gathered more than half of the Frank Kingdom's military strength. Except for the crown, he felt like an uncrowned king.
When everything was ready, Marquis Neumann sent an envoy according to the custom of Lost Land. The envoy holding the white flag high represents non-force negotiation. Killing such a person will be despised, and using such a person to make any small offensive moves will also be despised.
.So the messenger entered the magic tower smoothly and said loudly:
"Your Excellency, Lord of the Tower, by the order of Lord Neumann, Marquis of the Frank Kingdom, I have come to declare my intention for war. However, Your Excellency does not like to sacrifice human lives, so I have ordered me to persuade the Lord of the Tower to surrender. I only hope that you will accept your goodwill and come out.
The tower surrenders to my lord."
Lin, who was standing in the hall on the first floor, calmly listened to the messenger's announcement and said: "War is the proper meaning of war. I have not done anything to offend the Marquis. If you want to raise an unjust army, then I can only resist."
.Please come back.”
After receiving the answer, the messenger no longer looked serious, but said in a relaxed and regretful tone: "It's a pity. I appreciate the knowledge and wisdom of the tower master, but I really don't want to see such an evolution."
"Then will you put down your weapons? I will consider sparing your life."
In response to the tower master's arrogant speech, the envoy smiled and said, "Let's see the truth on the battlefield." After saying that, he turned and left.
"What a graceful young man. What a pity." Lin looked at the departing figure and shook his head slightly. The figure gradually disappeared.
The messenger who returned to the main formation conveyed the meaning of the master of the magic tower. Knowing that this battle was inevitable, Marquis Neumann did not change his graceful posture, but just raised his forearm and waved it forward lightly.
The long and long sound of the attack horn spread to every corner of the battlefield and echoed in everyone's chest.
For the nobles, this is a war of plunder. The target is the wealth accumulated by the tower owner, and it is also the bribe that the Marquis has promised to distribute to everyone. Therefore, they send their expendable men to the forefront and become the first line of attack on the magic tower.
, or launch small nobles who can be sacrificed to take the lead. They just need to wait and then share the fruits of victory.
For soldiers, the incident of annihilation of villages more than two years ago has been brought up again. The despicable character of the tower owner who does all kinds of evil has been the most frequently mentioned matter in the army recently.
They believed that living in this territory was such a painful thing. But they completely ignored the small town residents who were captured and tied up and kneeling in front of the queue. If it was really so painful, why would these people who were captured by them
A person who serves as a shield against strategic magic.