Time passed little by little, and the turbid sun in the sky shone on the restless soldiers on the city wall, making their silver armor hot. The enemies outside shouted for half an hour and then left. The long silence made the sky high
Corpse vultures flew in. On the watchtower, the guards looked at the enemy army arrayed in the distance, ready to attack at any time. This tense situation made beads of sweat appear on his forehead from time to time.
Waiting is often the biggest fear. This heavy atmosphere is suppressed in the hearts of every soldier on the city wall. Normally, they would talk and laugh for a while, but now no one wants to talk to anyone. Every day
Everyone seems to be thinking about something.
"Hey, are we...are we..." Two patrolling soldiers were walking on the city wall. One of them said to the other: "Are we going out of the city and surrendering? The enemy's army of one million will come over later.
That’s it.”
"Shh!" Another soldier looked nervously to the left and right, pulled him aside and said: "You don't want to live and say such things, if the commander hears it, we will all have to..." He made a beheading
gesture.
The first soldier said: "I just want to live, that's why I'm telling you, do I really want to wait here to die? You said we are staying well in the south, why do we want to come here to fight, one prince, one king, two
If someone from the royal family is fighting for the throne, it has nothing to do with us."
"Isn't it too late for you to say this?"
The first soldier said: "Anyway, I still have a wife and children at home, and I don't want to die here."
The other soldier hesitated.
At this time, several people suddenly jumped from the wall at the city gate and ran quickly towards Zarberg's army, but before they could get far, several bright arrows shot them down under the city wall.
"Anyone who tries to escape will be killed without mercy! Whoever shoots a deserter will be credited once!" An officer walked on the city wall with a bow and a sword on his back, staring at everyone defending the city.
The two soldiers who were discussing escaping couldn't help but swallow, thinking that this was cruel enough, and secretly glad that they had not yet reached the stage of discussing how to escape.
On the other side of the city wall, Monica looked at the army outside the city, her face full of worry.
Melo said: "Although the kill order has been issued, which has temporarily stopped the emergence of deserters, it is still not the solution to the current problem. Mr. Halls..."
Halls shook his head and said: "I have contacted all the people in other provinces who can send troops, but no one has responded."
Mero tapped his heels uneasily and asked Hohenheim: "Have you contacted Marquis Anwu?"
"No response either."
Mero said anxiously: "What can we do? The enemy is ready now. They are just waiting for the arrival of the army to attack the city. We don't know whether Lord Anwu will come, and other powerful people are not sure yet.
If they don’t want to deal with us at this time, maybe they are already ready and will help attack the city as soon as Zalberg’s army arrives. What can we do, what can we do..."
"Mello, shut up!" Monica shouted: "Why are you panicking! Who is not worried now?"
"You're in a hurry, then think of a way out." Melo was still worried and walked up and down the wall.
Not far away, Bing Zhixie and Linda were chatting with Gale and Summer, while Ying leaned against the wall and listened to their conversation.
Gale said: "It really doesn't work. You three will rush over with the dragons in a while. You can destroy as many enemies as you can."
"No, my Dark Dragon has been injured. It fought with the enemy's Blue Blood Bat Bee, Crazy Killer Dragon and other monsters the day before yesterday. Now it is no longer able to fight," Linda said.
Charmei said: "My zombie bone dragon was not seriously injured, but the soldiers of Saint Bikoya are far better trained than the armies of other small countries. They have all been trained to fight against giant monsters and dragons. This kind of
Under such circumstances, if you let the three of us fly over on a dragon, aren't you asking us to seek death?"
Bingzhixie said: "This guy has bad intentions. He is the only one in the emperor who doesn't have a dragon to protect him, so he wants to trick us."
Hayate chuckled.
Charme said: "Haifeng, we heard about it when we were traveling. You are so majestic under Yanyang City, why can't you do it here?"
"Hey, we agreed not to mention that matter." Hayate said: "But as you said, the soldiers of Saint Bikya are not comparable to those soldiers from small countries in terms of personal equipment and training quality. In Saint Bikya
There are countless Keya, Dragon Mage, Dragon Knight, and various senior generals. In the five small countries around Yanyang City, even giant dragons are not available in every era. Although with the help of Wind Wings, I can
Using such terrifying taboo magic as Feng Zhizhi, my power alone is limited, and as you saw yesterday, the effect was not very obvious, but instead made my slightly improved injuries further aggravated."
Bingzhixie said: "Yes, these soldiers know how to deal with giant dragons and large-scale magic. During the battle, they form a team of at least several hundred and never disperse. Once a large-scale magic or dragon's flame attacks them, they will
Just resist and counterattack together, or wait for an opportunity to intersect our troops so that our offensive cannot be dispersed."
Gale said: "Hey Yang Yan."
Bing Zhixie turned around and realized that Yang Yan was coming.
"Are you alright?"
"fine."
Gale said: "For you, there is nothing better than watching the world's strongest country fight. You should gain a lot. Among us, you are the only one who has been fighting for many years.
Is there anything you can do about the situation?"
Yang Yan shook his head: "No."
"You can't even do anything?"
Yang Yan said: "There are always more solutions than problems, but it doesn't mean that there are always solutions."
Gale sighed: "Then now we have to wait for that Marquis Anwu who is not sure whether he is reliable or not."
"Hey, look at that guy, he's still playing the violin." Charmei raised her chin and pointed to Venetin, which was dozens of meters away on the city wall.
Across such a long distance, the music of the violin was very faint when it came here. Bing Zhixie said: "He only came to fight for the Prisoners' Gate after being entrusted by the Prisoners' Gate. Judging from his appearance, he is very interested in the king's capital."
I don’t care about the outcome of the battle.”
Gale frowned and said, "I don't know who he is, but I can see that he is quite capable in fighting, and he doesn't seem to have been injured much so far."
"Could he also be from a mercenary group?"
"I don't know, who knows? This world is so big, who knows who else is hiding."
Charmei's expression suddenly changed: "The enemy is coming."
Everyone looked around and saw another army coming towards Zalberg's army. Hohenheim shouted: "Tell the soldiers to prepare to fight!"
The city walls that had finally gotten some time to breathe immediately became tense again.
"Are these enemy troops coming?" Muming Tuosuo asked.
Monica looked at it with a telescope and said, "Yes, the coat of arms on the flag is not the coat of arms of the Rainforest Army."
In Zarberg's army, the prince asked beside him: "How many people are here?"
The officer said: "The message from the previous communication was that 120,000 troops were the vanguard. Other troops will arrive in the next few hours."
Zalberg looked towards the city wall: "It seems that Hohenheim and the Southern Army are still not ready to abandon the city and surrender, and are ready to go to war."
"Aren't you waiting?" Raul said.
Zarberg said: "We have new strength. Let's wait while fighting. Maybe they will be captured before they come to the royal capital. Listen, prepare to fight!"
"Prepare for battle!"
"Prepare for battle..."
With the shouts one after another, the troops in formation immediately took action, and then the war drums and horns sounded. The soldiers had already drawn their swords and loaded their arrows, calling for protection.
On Bing Zhixie's side, the Emperor Dragon, Blazing Flame Dragon, Zombie Bone Dragon, and Dark Dragon also called out one after another.
"Hey!" Hayate jumped up the wall in displeasure. Next to him, Venedin put away his violin and already had his sword in hand. Inaniga from the Prisoner's Gate summoned her blood shadow red beast, Mechanical Muse,
The leaders in black, even Dikui Bodokasijie who was sitting on the royal chair, had personally come to the front line.
At this moment, Yang Yan suddenly frowned and said, "Huh?"
"What's wrong?"
Yang Yan said: "Those armies don't seem to be coming this way, but are...in defeat."
"Rout?"
Hohenheim, who was not far away, also noticed something strange. He found a monocular and looked at the army in the distance: "They are not marching, they are running away. There is an army behind them, ah, the rainforest army!"
It’s Lord Anwu’s rainforest army!”
"Let me see, let me see." Monica was anxious, snatching the looking glass from Hohenheim and looking at it, only to see that in the farthest army, there were flags with black wing patterns painted on them.
, he recognized this pattern, it was the coat of arms of the Rainforest Army: "Yes, it is the Rainforest Army, the army of Lord Anwu."
The surrounding troops suddenly became excited and cheered loudly, but Zalberg was shocked.
"An Wuhou Yanlong!" Zarberg turned around the beast and looked at his reinforcements that were scattered in front of them. Behind them, wearing green and yellow battle armor, they were marching towards the rainforest army neatly!
"What's going on? Why did the Rainforest Army appear here?" Bernstein, who was in the air, shouted out loud when he saw the Rainforest Army.
"Hey, what do you think that red dot is?"
A red dot was flying over the rain forest army. After a while, the red dot had already flown to the front of the army.
"Yes...it's Anwuhou! It's Anwuhou Yanlong!" Someone among the rebels exclaimed: "That red dot is Anwuhou Yanlong!"
High in the sky, a standing figure stood on a bright red giant beast. He held a heavy sword in his hand. His long cloak was shaking in the driving wind. He stared at everything in front of him.
, there was a hint of confusion in his expression. The person who came was none other than An Wuhou—Yan Long!