Dead bodies were everywhere, and mourners were everywhere. Blood flowed into rivers in the military camp of the Dragon Wing Legion, and the blood accumulated on the ground to form a blood scab half a foot thick.
Kalon stood in a pool of blood, looking fiercely at the archers who were lined up hundreds of meters away. It was these guys who had caused such heavy losses to his Dragon Wing Legion.
But it's not just archers.
At the prompts of several military mages, Kalong looked at his feet. A layer of white mist was as thick as milk, and the three-foot-thick mist hovered in the military camp. Although it had no impact on Kalong and other masters,
For warriors below the middle level, their steps become more difficult when running, and their dodge speed is also much slower.
It is precisely because of the existence of these fogs that it is difficult for our soldiers to walk and there are such huge casualties.
"Your Majesty the Governor, the enemy has a very powerful mage!" A mage accompanying the army said in a low voice: "Many soldiers were even affected by the sleeping spell. They were killed in their sleep without any time to react."
Another mage accompanying the army smiled bitterly and said: "We can't feel the presence of mage who are far more powerful than us at all, but the soldiers have been controlled by their magic. We...we don't even know how to break their spells.
"
The white mist was floating around them. This was obviously just the most common fog technique, but why did the ordinary fog technique have the effect of freezing a person's body and making it impossible to walk freely? Even the most powerful mage accompanying the Dragon Wing Legion,
A lightning mage who has already stepped half into the holy realm can't figure it out.
Kalon was so angry that his face turned red and his neck was thick. He held his shield and spear tightly and roared at the enemies outside the red light screen at the top of his lungs: "You bastard who only knows how to sneak attack. Have the guts to fight me openly and head-on!"
On the top of the city of Luosen City, Long Cheng tilted his head and spit out a grass stem far away. He said sarcastically: "Fighting in an upright and upright manner? Judging from his words, this guy is a fool. He
He is not qualified to lead an army in battle! If he were in the Blood Qin Empire, a fool like him would have been tricked to death ten thousand times!"
He raised his head seriously. Long Cheng looked at the stars in the sky and sighed with great resentment: "There are no heroes in the world, even Zhuzi became famous! Can such a guy be considered a first-class general in the Western Continent?"
Lin Qi spread his hands and shook his head, then kicked Long Cheng's butt hard and kicked him off the top of the city: "Stop talking nonsense. Get rid of him! Hey, Farlan
Master, can you break this defensive magic circle?"
Lin Qi squinted at Fa'erlan, the mage worshiped by the Longshan family. Seeing him here, Lin Qi had a very strange feeling.
A red light shield enveloped the main camp of the Dragon Wing Legion. More than 30,000 soldiers who had escaped from the prison were nervously putting on their armor. The closer they got to Kalong's tent, the stronger the soldiers became. The damage they suffered in the rain of arrows
The loss is smaller.
The auxiliaries and retinue knights suffered heavy casualties, but the heavy armored cavalry of the First Cavalry Division of the Dragon Wing Legion only suffered damage to more than 800 people, and they still had about 4,000 intact combat strength. In addition to the surviving 10,000 retinue knights.
There are also some miscellaneous auxiliary soldiers, and Caron can also pull up a complete combat force of about 25,000 people.
Seeing Kalong yelling in the camp, urging the soldiers to get into formation and prepare for a counterattack, Lin Qi was very dissatisfied with the red light curtain over the Dragon Wing Legion. Originally relying on endless arrow rain attacks,
All these enemies could be annihilated, but because of the existence of this magic circle, the arrow rain offensive could only be stopped. Lin Qi really didn't want to see his subordinates suffer too many casualties.
Farlan laughed softly. The defensive magic array of the Dragon Wing Legion is not weak, but it is just not weak. After all, the mage who arranged this defensive magic array is just a little mage who has half a foot in the holy realm.
In front of Farlan, such a young mage is like a descendant.
"You cannot use power beyond the holy realm, but the power of a high-level heavenly realm is enough!"
Farlan raised his wand and recited a spell in a low voice. This was a spell that Lin Qi was very familiar with. At the level of a celestial mage, this spell was at the level of a small forbidden spell.
Spells.
With Farlan's strength, when he casts this magic, he can even summon a real star to fall and level everything within a few hundred miles. But because of the existence of the Eye of the Void, Farlan cannot do this.
Such an outrageous move.
A red light flashed in the sky, and a meteorite the size of a human head fell straight down, dragging the red firelight, and hit the protective formation above the Dragon Wing Legion camp. There was a loud noise, and a thick smoke rose into the sky, and the defensive formation
There was a slight fluctuation, and the military mages of the Dragon Wing Legion gave out proud smiles.
How could a mere ordinary-sized meteorite shake the magic circle they had jointly set up?
But then the second meteorite flew down, followed by the third, fourth, fifth...
In just a few breaths, hundreds of red rays of light appeared in the sky at the same time. Small meteorites roared down like rain. The power of each small meteorite burst was only comparable to the magical attack of the lower level of the sky.
Quite, but hundreds of these meteorites are falling continuously, and the lethality is too scary.
Lin Qi felt that Farlan's mental power had been divided into tens of thousands of strands. Each strand of mental power was locked on a small meteorite high in the sky, and he continuously imprinted his own mental imprint on these meteorites and dragged them down from the sky.
With the power of one person, Farlan activated the battle-level magic 'Meteor Shower Explosion' that could only be activated by the cooperation of a large group of mages.
Red fire shot up into the sky, and the force of the explosion was just right and stabilized at a limit value. As long as the power of the explosion was a little more powerful, the power would reach the level of the Holy Realm, and it would definitely attract the attention of the Eye of the Void. But
Under Farlan's exquisite control, the power of this magic is always maintained at a constant value, a safe value.
Lin Qi looked at the smiling Fa'er Lan in admiration. This extremely exquisite magic control is really awe-inspiring. Without hundreds of years of painstaking research, Lin Qi's current mental power is far better than Fa'er Lan.
Erlan, but he can never control it as delicately as Farlan.
In just a cup of tea, the red magic circle collapsed. The moment the light curtain dissipated, the last meteorite exploded. The aftermath stirred up dust and washed away hundreds of Dragon Wing Legion soldiers on the ground.
Crawling around, but not hurting any soldiers.
Farlan controlled his own magic and judged the strength of the enemy's magic circle so accurately that it happened that the explosion of the last meteorite destroyed the opponent's magic circle. There was no sound in the Dragon Wing Legion camp, even those who kept shouting
All the carrons closed their mouths.
With such control and magical strength, everyone in the Dragon Wing Legion felt a sense of fear out of thin air.
"Breakout!" Kalon muttered in a low voice: "Abandon all the baggage and break out in the direction of the Second Division. The Second Division's camp is only three hundred miles away from here. We can definitely get there overnight!"
Taking a deep breath, Kalon said in a deep voice: "I and all the warriors above the heavenly level are behind to cover the retreat of the soldiers. All mages have priority to evacuate... take those women with you. If the enemy dares to pursue,
Just seriously injure those women and throw them to the ground, forcing them to stop chasing!"
Kalong was giving orders here, and the high-pitched flute sound sounded from the 30,000 Warcraft heavy cavalry in the distance.
It was like the wailing of thousands of innocent souls at the same time. The sound of this kind of flute was sharp and shrill, and it was particularly popular among the tribes of the abandoned people in the western frontier of the Blood Qin Empire - and this kind of flute was usually only used at funerals.
The moment of decisive battle sounds!
Caron and the others had never heard such a sharp and wailing flute sound. The sharp sound was like countless bugs burrowing into their souls, drilling crazily in his brain, and making countless blood seep out of their bodies.
Goosebumps. The ordinary soldiers became commotion at the same time. They looked in the direction of the Warcraft heavy cavalry in horror.
Deep snorts kept coming, and 30,000 six-hoofed, one-horned green cattle began to charge.
There are twenty rows in front and back, each with 1,500 six-hooved and one-horned green bulls. These are giant monsters with six hooves, thick and tall bodies, more than five meters in length, and weighing nearly 20,000 kilograms. Each one has a status.
Peak strength - and their brute strength is far superior to that of humans of the same rank. It would take at least fifty warriors of the highest status to join forces to compete with such a monster in terms of strength.
These monsters themselves are huge, and their hides covered with scales have extremely strong defensive power. The skilled craftsmen of the Blood Qin Empire have specially forged thick armors for them, lest their defense power is not enough, lest their
The impact force is too small - a set of these armors weighs 20,000 kilograms, which is exactly the same as the weight of these monsters themselves.
The heavily armored knights riding on the backs of these monsters, their heavy armor weighed eight hundred kilograms, and the lances they held were twelve meters long. The sharp spear heads were made of precious magic alloys, and they struck with all their strength.
, can even pierce a city wall.
When twenty rows of heavy cavalry launched an attack at the same time, the earth roared and trembled. With the sharp sound of the flute, they were like a group of demons from hell, rushing into the Dragon Wing Legion with a strong wind.
in the camp.
Fences were shattered, sentry towers were shattered, tents were shattered, horse resistance was shattered, barbed wire fences were shattered, the caltrops scattered on the ground were trampled to pieces, and the spears that were densely erected to protect against the impact of heavy cavalry were also twisted and broken in front of the thick armor of Warcraft.
fold.
"Xue Qin!!!"
An unprecedented war cry sounded across the land of the Western Continent.
"Wan Sheng!!!"
Accompanied by a huge roar, the lances of the first row of heavy cavalry roared out, like fifteen hundred poisonous pythons, easily penetrating the light cavalry square formation of the Dragon Wing Legion that was ready to go. Twelve meters
The long lances penetrated one after another. When these heavy cavalry raised their spears and threw them hard, at least three enemies who were stabbed to death were thrown out from each of their spears.
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The three-meter-tall monster rushed past, trampling people and mounts into pieces wherever it passed.
With just one blow, all the cavalry retinues of the First Cavalry Division of the Dragon Wing Legion were wiped out. {Piaotian Literature www.ptwxz.com thanks all book friends for your support, your support is our greatest motivation}