At the same time, the sound of the horn also spread to the ears of the Renaissance Army, which was advancing in the distance. Mirasalian and other Renaissance troops were charging forward. Hearing the sound of the horn, their offensive was paused. They thought they were falling into an ambush. But after a closer look, , but the sound came from further away, it must be that another battlefield has opened.
At the same horn sound, some of the pursuers hesitated, but more people did not hesitate to bite the Renaissance Army and his party who missed the opportunity to take action due to unexpected circumstances.
In the name of White Mist, Mirasarian, wearing the armor given by the gods, mercilessly smashed everyone in front of her with a flail. A strong person like her, despite her superb skills, strong endurance and physical strength, In terms of killing efficiency, it is no better than magicians who concentrate on chanting spells and amplifying their moves.
She could easily cut through the enemy's line and repel the invading strong men, but she could not destroy the enemy's morale. Especially since she was not interested in the battlefield in front of her, and the strength and weakness of the enemy and ourselves were still obvious. She was unable to face the power of the white mist. The soldiers still have the confidence to win and their morale is high.
But for Mirasalian, an alarm bell rang in her heart, an indescribable intuition, as if the mysterious Lord was urging her in her ears. Hurry up, hurry up, stop this before things get out of hand.
On the battlefield next to the magic tower, soldiers lined up under the command of the nobles, past the tied and kneeling hostages. Their role is only to prevent the tower owner from casting strategic magic, and they only need to exist; when it comes to hand-to-hand combat or invasion of the tower, these ordinary People will become an obstacle to the attacking side. So letting them fend for themselves on the battlefield instead of forcing them to stand at the forefront of the battle line is a mercy of this group of people who think they are civilized.
The queues on the first level of the encirclement began to move at the same time. The soldiers in the direction of the south gate were naturally the first vanguard of the invasion. The people in the east were carrying long ladders, preparing to break in from the gap between the second and third floors. Other directions The soldiers held their great hammers of destruction tilted against their chests, and the noble knight leading the queue took out a scroll of destruction magic, preparing to break through the wall.
Magic may be ever-changing, but there are only a few strategies for attacking the tower, and all of them involve a head-on battle with strength and sacrifice. Everyone knows it, but no one is afraid. The rewards and pensions promised by the nobles are enough for them to sacrifice their lives. If they really make a great contribution, they will be able to stand up in one fell swoop and enjoy the opportunity to be honored as a knight.
Marquis Neumann, who was riding on a horse and standing in the center of the main formation, looked at the silent magic tower. This was his first time to experience such a large-scale war. In the past, it was just a conflict between nobles, with hundreds of people. Thousands of people stood in a queue, yelling at each other, and after a while the matter came to an end.
In addition to the number of people, the elements of victory include pre-battle incentives and formation calls on the battlefield. It is to make the soldiers under your command believe that they are the righteous party and that the opposite side is a group of damn guys. According to this routine, Victory is within easy reach.
But this was his first time to attack the magic tower. He could only follow the battle examples given by his predecessors, and then make some changes according to local conditions, and then it would depend on the performance of his soldiers. What made him a little unaccustomed was that the magic tower and Unlike a defended fortress or an enemy column, the tower is silent and there is no visible change in morale.
Devouring the lives of subordinates in silence like this is not without pressure for the nobles who command them. But the treasure hidden in the tower is so coveted. I can only use the beautiful scene after victory to hypnotize myself and say, Everything is worth it.
Suddenly, the third floor of the magic tower lit up with lines of cyan light, which were densely packed. The arcane eye kept twitching in different directions, left and right, up and down, forward and back, and the changes were so rapid that it seemed as if they were moving in different directions. It foretells that something bad is going to happen.
Everyone still doesn't believe that the tower master dares to use strategic magic in spite of the disapproval of the world. If he accidentally hurts an ordinary person, he will have to face even stronger revenge from the entire Lost World.
After telling himself that it was impossible for the third time, Marquis Neumann noticed that the Arcane Eye had calmed down and stopped moving. At the same time, there was a flash of light in front of his eyes, and then he felt a burning sensation in his chest.
What's going on?
Lowering his head, the shining and luxurious armor was penetrated from front to back, leaving a big hole in his chest, and blood kept coming out. Even the fishy smell came back from his throat. The Marquis wanted to maintain his usual elegance, but he couldn't help the bright red flowing out of the corners of his mouth. .
He finally used magic.
Before falling off his horse, the Marquis's last thought flashed through his mind. But the last scene that caught his eye was that of countless light bullets shooting out in all directions from the top of the tower.
A specially improved version of the Tower of the Great Sage, the third stage of the strategic light bomb attack array. After Lin was sure that the surrounding army did not intend to retreat, he launched the magic attack. The powerful detection ability of the Arcane Eyes allowed the original The attack locking mode is sharper. All light bullets are directed towards the place where the enemy has the most energy. For humans, that is the heart.
The attack frequency is 300 to 450 rounds per minute. There are four magic arrays in the southeast, northwest and northwest attacking at the same time. This means that the attack frequency per minute exceeds 1,000. It is lower than the 50 that I touched during my compulsory service in the earth era. Machine guns, four can be fired at the same time. It’s not that it can’t be faster, it’s just because Lin thinks it’s unnecessary. And using the most basic attack speed, it seems that it can’t cope with such a large number of enemies. So I can only set it based on feeling. Defined parameters.
This is not so much a war, but to Lin, it is just another experiment or game. Sitting in a closed room, watching the changes in numbers, just like playing strategy video games in the past, how many people died , how much blood is deducted is just a game number.
The surveillance pictures outside the tower are just a few long shots at fixed positions and fixed angles. For former otakus who are used to watching Hollywood blockbusters, they feel that the scenes shown on the pictures are a bit fake. But they have never thought about being in it. It feels like being in hell.
From the moment Marquis Neumann fell to the ground with the first luminous bomb, no one realized what was happening. When the luminous bombs flew up all over the sky, attacking in all directions, they accurately hit everyone's chest, leaving a trail of blood. Only after the hole was opened did some people begin to realize that something was wrong.
When the dead man lost his strength and rolled his eyes, the sound of dust falling to the ground reached the ears of his companions, and in front of him was the shocking bloody hole in his chest, panic really spread.
No one can be in hell and still have courage. Everyone, whether he is a civilian soldier or a noble knight, they all threw down their weapons and shields, and some of them were quick to take off their armor. Turn around and run away.
Queues are no longer important. Under the forbidden curse, any kind of military formation cannot bring hope of survival. Those nobles who are aloof are no different from civilians in the face of death. Their noble blood does not give them any hope of survival.
They bring courtesy, and the value of everyone is just a bullet.
The collapsed army fled into the forest like an ebbing tide. This did not change their fate. More people died on the way to escape. The light bullets hitting from behind were still accurate, passing through the back, spine, heart, and then
Break open the chest and come out.
But they have no other choice but to run away. As is common sense in the lost world, what is the only way to deal with the forbidden curse? The only way is to escape. Escape from the attack range and escape from the area covered by the forbidden curse.
Survived.
Some people hid behind trees, with their backs against towering ancient trees, naively thinking that they could avoid the magic light ball coming from the tower by hiding in the blind spot. But the exploding chest showed that the reality was cruel.
Some people drag their comrades beside them, thinking that as long as they are one step ahead of others, they will be the ones who die instead of themselves. But the outcome does not change much, the gap is only one breath, and they fall back in the same way.
In the pool of blood he created.
Countless selfish or selfless dramas are performed in front of the God of Death, and then without exception they fall into the arms of the underworld.
When Mirassarian, who was desperately rushing back, saw the first soldier running away in panic, she knew that the last thing she wanted to see had happened.
For the owner of the magic tower, facing the invading army, not using strategic magic has never been an option. Any small means is just to buy some time to attack. When the tower owner's sense of crisis overwhelms his conscience,
It is the beginning of countless lives disappearing.
A large number of fleeing soldiers crossed the side. They completely ignored the obstruction or the task of capturing the royal revival army alive; they did not even dare to stop and warn the oncoming group of people. The magic light bullets bombarded mercilessly, and every shot
, will definitely take away a life.
Seeing the fleeing soldiers continue to fall, Mirassarian realized that she was within the attack range of the Forbidden Curse. For a powerful person like her, it is not difficult to save her life under the Forbidden Curse, but the price may be higher. But this
For more than a year, the veterans who have loyally followed the royal family and pinned their hopes on themselves have been unable to save themselves. Even two of my own temple warrior subordinates are a little worried.
She ordered everyone: "Stop, circle formation, raise your shield!"
The order was implemented quickly, or other people didn't know what to do at this time. The instructions from the loyal people were carried out unconditionally without any hesitation.
On the contrary, the group of pursuers who were clinging behind them couldn't figure out what was happening for a while. All the soldiers stood there, confused, looking at their comrades gathered under the same flag, calling for help, running for their lives, and then died.
.
The light bomb attack array did not spare these partial soldiers just because they were responsible for blocking the Renaissance army and did not show up at the magic tower. When the first light bomb penetrated one of the soldiers, panic broke out in an instant. They understood.
What were the reasons for those who fled? There was no time to blame why no one warned them. The escape had become a disaster that the commander could not stop.
Leaning on her shoulders against her comrades, Her Royal Highness the Princess was protected by shields by the group of meddlesome veterans. She pushed aside the others forcefully and squeezed to the outermost edge of the shield formation. The fighting spirit she released condensed into a pink sheet in front of her.
The gas shield was used to protect others as much as possible. At the same time, countless light bullets flexibly shuttled through the forest, bypassing the circular turtle formation formed by shields.
She didn't think she could escape. She only regarded this scene as the pattern of the forbidden spell itself. This large-scale attack magic has a prelude, a climax, and an end, and it will not be static. So where will she die?
, and only His Majesty, who is in charge of destiny, can possibly know.
Suddenly, a dense wave of light bullets filled the field of vision. This female warrior, who had fought against the devil king, slain the evil dragon, participated in the battle for the Kingdom of God launched by the mysterious lord against other gods, and received countless blessings, also realized that
Those memories worth remembering emerge one by one before my eyes.
Pass by the side, and then return to calmness.
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