"Mage, aim the archers at the front row of demons and kill them for me!"
"The demon army suffered heavy losses!"
"More than half of the knights were injured!"
The war is raging and the military orders are like mountains.
The knights at the forefront of the battle became the biggest victims. They used their bodies to build a wall of copper and iron for their comrades behind them. They held their blood-stained shields in front of them and swept away the enemies with their spears.
The demons' attacks were like thunderstorms, hitting the knight's thick armor moment by moment. The sound of collisions and explosions came one after another. Wearing the toughest armor and shield, staring at the intensive attacks of the demons, moving forward bravely, this is
The strongest knight army in the deserted land!
The war horses neighed shrilly under the bombardment of demonic energy, and the demonic army was right in front of them.
Swords and swords flashed, flesh and blood flew everywhere.
With the highest damage, countless knights fell in the battle, their silver armor covered in blood.
Resurrection circle! Soul returns!
The fallen knights stood up again, losing their horses to fight side by side. They joined the battle on foot and charged into the battle with the swordsmen.
The hands of the magicians did not stop for a moment. Ice shots, storm thunder balls, flame bombs, and attacks flashing with magical light kept hitting the demon army. The archers were beside the magicians, arrows in their hands.
The arrows kept shooting out, and the full baskets of arrows emptied one basket after another. The hand that pulled the bow was already bruised by the bow string, and the blood spilled to the ground along the tight bow string.
Streams of white light shot out from the last of the Alliance Army, and rays of light fell on the knights at the forefront. Priests are always the last bargaining chip of the guarding army. Their combat effectiveness may not be strong enough, but they can use their power to continuously
Protect their comrades.
"The instant magic bottle is gone, who still has it!" After Sleeping Wolf released the last sacred blessing, the magic power in his body was exhausted, and he could no longer release any blessing techniques.
The priests standing around him looked at each other in confusion.
Not only was the magic recovery potion of one priest of Sleeping Wolf exhausted, but the rings of other priests were also empty.
Before joining the war, all magicians and priests were assigned thirty-grade master-level instant magic bottles. This potion could allow them to immediately recover when their magic power was exhausted.
The value of the master-level instantaneous magic bottle is extremely high. If it were replaced by other countries, ordinary magicians and priests would not be able to afford such expensive potions, let alone equip all magicians and priests in their own army with thirty bottles of instantaneous magic.
bottle. Shen Yanxiao's hoarding of medicines has already exceeded the total number of medicines in the history of Guangming Continent. The total number of pharmacists in a deserted land is greater than the total number of pharmacists in the other four countries of Guangming Continent.
In the past few years, these pharmacists have been gathered together and rushed for medicines day and night, thus hoarding an extremely terrifying amount of medicines for the desolate land.
However, how many magicians and priests participated in the battle in the deserted land?
Even if a mountain of medicine is distributed into the hands of millions of people, it can be wiped out in an instant.
On such a fierce battlefield, the magic power consumption of magicians and priests is very terrible. However, one of them is the most explosive offensive profession in the army, and the other is the back-up that maintains the safety of all Alliance comrades. They cannot control the magic power at all.