A series of soft sounds exploded on the other side of the shield. Under the overwhelming ice arrows, Ling Chen still walked like a mountain, not taking even half a step back.
On the arrow tower, Aos and the militiamen cheered. They did not expect that the disciples of the Grand Mage could actually fight in close combat, and their defensive power was amazing.
Ling Chen was not in the mood to cheer at all. He could feel that although these ice arrows were scattered, their attack power was stronger than the small fireballs that hit them all at once.
More importantly, he saw that the magicians in the third and fourth rows had squatted down, and the white light on the magic wands in the hands of the magicians in the fifth and sixth rows was getting stronger and stronger.
Hiss, hiss...
The bright white light suddenly stagnated, and the next moment, there was a faint sound in the sky.
Looking up, Os and the militiamen's legs weakened and they almost fell down.
Waves of electric light were brewing in the air, and then the electric light expanded rapidly and became thicker and thicker.
If this hit the body, it would be enough to turn a person into charcoal.
boom……
As if they had made an appointment, lightning struck down together, forty-six of them, forming a square formation more than ten meters long and wide, shrouding Ling Chen in the center.
Gritting his teeth, Ling Chen suddenly raised the shield. There was a bang, and a bolt of lightning struck the shield. Terrifying power surged downwards, causing his arms and body, which were desperately supporting the shield, to bend downwards.
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The roaring sound continued, and lightning struck the surrounding area, blasting out holes about half a meter in diameter. Grass clippings flew up, forming a thick green and yellow fog around Ling Chen.
Os and the militiamen were so excited that they blocked such a terrifying lightning!
However, before the excitement on their faces could fully unfold, Ling Chen retreated.
The boulders and crossbow arrows did not harm the magic legion at all, and he basically understood the attack mode of the magic legion.
The two rows form one unit, and the middle one is responsible for defense. The first two rows are just instant small magic attacks, but the attacks that follow are medium-sized magics that take longer and longer to chant and have stronger attack power. There may even be more in the back.
Big magic.
With his defensive power, it is not difficult to withstand the magic attacks from the seventh and eighth rows, but the magic attacks from the ninth and tenth rows will definitely be repelled. The magic attacks from the eleventh and twelfth rows will probably have to be repulsed.
He was shot out.
Seeing the enemy retreating, the magicians in the front row stood up, and the entire magic army continued to advance forward.
"Xingchen, this..."
Aos quickly got off the arrow tower and faced Ling Chen face to face, but he didn't know what to say.
Although no one blamed Oos and the militia for Ling Chen's defeat, their mood suddenly fell from the top of the mountain to the bottom.
That magic is too terrifying. If even the guardians can't resist it, without the great mage Beluka, and with the speed of the magic army, the village will be razed to the ground by the raging magic in less than an hour.
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Under such a terrifying magic attack, more than 800 sets of yellow light equipment, as well as 20 catapults and ballistae, could only extend the advancement speed of the magic army.
"I'll think about it again!" Ling Chen frowned.
Definitely not going to be able to survive with defense, but with speed...the magic covers too wide a range, and the tacit understanding of all the magicians in the Wind Demon Army has reached the level of one person, and there is no way to find any gaps between the magic.
After thinking about this for several minutes, Aos finally couldn't bear it anymore and said anxiously: "How about I organize the militia to charge in front and find a way to create a gap?"
Ling Chen shook his head, charging forward to create a gap, this is the death squad.
The problem is, the death squads are useless.
The magic attack power is too strong, a large magic is enough to knock everyone away.
Puff puff……
A small fireball exploded beside him. Ling Chen looked up and saw that the wooden stake had entered the attack area of the magic army.
The magic legion stopped, and it was almost the same as the previous defense against Lingchen. The two rows of magicians in front kept releasing small fireballs, and after smashing them randomly, three or four rows of ice arrows swept in like raindrops, forcing the militiamen to have no choice but to
Use wooden stakes for cover.
"Dear Guardian, the coverage of the fourth round of attacks may affect catapults and ballistae. Should we move the catapults and ballistae back?" shouted the militiamen in charge of the catapults and ballistae.
Ling Chen glanced away and was about to nod when his eyes were fixed on the round tray of the catapult.
The length and width of the pallet are about one meter, so there is no problem for standing on it.
"Yes!"
Under Os' puzzled gaze, Ling Chen quickly came to the catapult and asked loudly: "Who uses the catapult more accurately?"
After more than ten seconds of silence, a dark-faced man whispered: "Dear Guardian, I used to be a city guard, responsible for catapults."
Ling Chen quickly came to the catapult he controlled, jumped up and jumped onto the pallet.
"Smash me into the magic legion!" Ling Chen said in a deep voice.
The militiamen were stunned and opened their mouths, not knowing how to respond.
"Quick!" Ling Chen said anxiously.
"But in this case, you will definitely not be able to bear falling from mid-air..." The man also said anxiously.
"It's okay, I have a way to land." Ling Chen urged: "Hurry, if you hesitate again, the fourth wave of attacks will come."
"Village, village chief..." The man looked at Aos, unable to make up his mind.
Oslao burst into tears, as if he had made a huge determination, gritted his teeth and said: "In order to protect the more than 2,000 residents of Guanghui Village, the Guardians are willing to take such huge risks, and we cannot allow the Guardians to take risks alone.
Hold on to the weapons in your hands and rush out together."
"Come out together!"
The militiamen roared together, with a heroic look on their faces as if they were ready to die.
Ling Chen opened his mouth and closed it. He originally wanted to arrange for Aos to be ready to lead people out at any time, but he didn't expect Aos to make arrangements first.
The man who had been a city guard gritted his teeth, adjusted the arc, and suddenly pushed the mechanism.
call……
With the sound of breaking through the air, Ling Chen was thrown out.
The wind howled in my ears, causing my face to sting. My eyes felt like a hair dryer was pointed at them at close range. Not only did they sting, but they also felt like they were being squeezed by an invisible force.
Ling Chen held the magic wand tightly and opened his eyes with all his strength, even a bit wider than usual.
If he really fell down by accident, the terrifying impact force would mean that even if he and the chaotic feathered bird had the same health points, he would not be able to escape being instantly killed.
Fifty meters, sixty meters, seventy meters...
"Fight out and stop the Wind Demon Army even if you die." Below, Oss suddenly waved the sickle in his hand, staggered, and rushed out of the wooden pile first.
The villagers waved their weapons, whether they were warriors in armor holding broadswords, or archers in soft armor holding bows and arrows, they all rushed out heroically against the overwhelming magic attack as if they were ready to die.
They were in despair. No one believed that Ling Chen could survive his fall from a high altitude without any damage. The only thing they could do was to use the glorious village behind his life substitute to pave the last line of defense.
(Thanks to the thick fog in winter and Dong Xiaowu for the reward, o(n_n)o~...)
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