Those were the posthumous people who had been evacuated before, and there were also some evolutionaries from the Earth mixed in.
These people were originally not allowed to participate in the battle because they were not suitable for such a high-intensity racial war.
There are many reasons for this discomfort. Some people are old and cannot physically support fighting for a long time. Some people are disabled and have difficulty moving. Some people are responsible for educating the next generation and are living knowledge reserves.
Some are women, children and teenagers, who are the hope for the future of the deceased.
Some earthlings do not have high evolutionary levels, but they have some specialties in shooting or long-range attacks. Previously, they were unable to fight here due to the imbalance of strength.
But it was these people who completed the attack that silenced the Dawn Temple just now.
This war is a life-and-death battle between the Dawn Temple and the Relics. It is a key battle that determines whether Yunding Villa can have one more resource base than other forces in the future.
Everyone wants to be involved.
Although they are weak in strength, their desire to fight is very strong. They are not even afraid of death and are willing to sacrifice for this royal city.
After careful discussion, Wang Zun, Ye Zhongming and others made this small plan, which is to let these people play their role at a certain moment.
Facts have proven that these teams, with tens of thousands of people, can do some things that will impress everyone.
Just now, these people used tens of thousands of bows and arrows or long-range skills to instantly kill this elite cavalry team that was the first to rush into the royal city.
This is the power of collective.
Taken individually, each of these people cannot be compared with the knights in the Templar Cavalry team. The gap between the two sides is too great, and one knight can even kill hundreds of such people.
The bows and arrows shot by these people, or the skills thrown by them, may only be insignificant to the knights.
But when there are too many of these attacks, so many that it is impossible to dodge them, they will become extremely deadly.
Tens of thousands versus two thousand, which seems to be a gap of more than ten times, but you must know that this is not a mathematical problem. Each cavalry only needs to face a dozen bows and arrows. They did not rush in in a straight line, and those bows and arrows also
Instead of shooting every knight one by one.
If I had to use something to describe it, it would be that these bows and skills were also another cavalry, two cavalry, colliding together.
The final result was that both sides suffered losses and the entire army was destroyed.
It's just that the Dawn Temple sacrificed an elite force of 2,000 people, while the survivors and Genting Allied Forces sacrificed tens of thousands of feather arrows and some energy skills.
In this instant contest, the posthumous man achieved a complete victory, but this method could no longer be used again.
With preparedness, the Knights Templar of Dawn will definitely start to focus on defense. Their follow-up troops and long-range troops will also try their best to suppress the forces in the city.
Once entangled, these people who are not strong enough or even have some disabilities will be quickly eaten by the jungle of the jungle.
So after they completed an attack, they quickly retreated to Earth, where Xia Lei was waiting at the time and space gate.
The rest will be left to other comrades.
When leaving, many people looked back at the city and their comrades who were fighting in the city, as if to imprint this moment in their minds.
The second Knights of Dawn rushed in under such circumstances. Then came the third one.
But at this time, due to the failure of the Dawn Temple Air Force, the defensive equipment on the city wall began to turn their guns and aim at the teams outside the city. Even though they were also attacked by the Temple's long-range troops, because they no longer had worries from the air,
This was enough for them to suppress the Temple's long-range troops and cause a large number of casualties to the charging Knights.
On the other side, the saint looked at the temple warriors who were constantly being killed by magic crystal weapons and giant crossbow arrows. She held the scepter tightly with her fingers. Her chest was heaving violently. She was obviously angry at the sacrifices of the warriors.
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Her eyes fell on the Holy Father and she said anxiously: "Holy Father, you may be needed at this time..."
But before she could finish speaking, she was interrupted by the Holy Father raising his hand.
"Any war requires sacrifice. You must learn to fight without me, not just fight, but also win."
The Holy Father's voice reached the Holy Lady's ears very clearly.
"It is impossible for the deceased to block the gap again. The victory has been won. I don't need to take action anymore. The children can end this war by themselves."
Looking at the continuously launching weapons on the city wall, the Holy Father had a sneer on his lips: "That was their final madness."
"But..." the saint said one word, but the absolute obedience to the Holy Father that she had cultivated for a long time prevented her from continuing. She also felt that the Holy Father was obviously unhappy because of her words.
She was silent, but when she saw those soldiers who usually knelt in front of her and saluted respectfully were shot and killed mercilessly, she was suddenly confused.
Do you have to pay such a price for your purpose? Can't you use this method to prove the bravery and loyalty that the tribe has proven countless times?
Now that victory is certain, why can't we just take it easy and make it with blood?!
The saint misses her mount very much at this time. If the dragon is still there, she can rush to the city wall and burn all the weird but powerful weapons brought from the earth to clear the way for the knights!
"Holy Father, let us go up!"
On one side, the other two giants asked the Holy Father for instructions. They felt that if a powerful team of sharp knives could rush into the royal city at this time, the battle might be resolved more quickly.
The Holy Father was silent for a moment and nodded.
The two giants immediately called to their men and began to move towards the battlefield.
"Holy Father, I'm going too!"
"You stay!"
The Saint who originally wanted to follow was stopped by the Holy Father. Faced with doubts, the Holy Father had no one to explain to her.
The saint stood there, looking a little lonely.
The heavy infantry team prepared by the deceased to break the city came in handy at this time.
The posthumous people have almost no cavalry, not only because they are not good at taming monsters on a large scale, but also because they are very poor, and cavalry is the most expensive unit, whether on the ground or in the air, and the posthumous people do not have this capital.
But for the posthumous people, although they cannot afford large-scale cavalry, it also means that all their warriors are infantry.
As long as they have a strong armor and a thick shield plus a long hair that is not easy to break, then they will be a powerful heavy infantry.
Facing the cavalry regiment of the Temple of Dawn, the heavy infantry of the posthumous people faced off against them head-on for the first time.
Many people's eyes fell on this place. Both sides knew that this was the last barrier of the royal city. If the heavy infantry failed, there would really be nothing that could stop the temple's troops.
The two sides collided with each other with roars coming from the deepest parts of their bodies.
Broken limbs and dripping blood became the only theme at this moment.
Some people say that those who have not experienced war cannot understand the importance of peace. In fact, from another perspective, those who have not experienced cold weapon war cannot understand real war.
Because the cold weapon is more direct and bloody, it can tell everyone who sees it that you should be afraid!
Even the most seasoned warrior has forgotten his proud experience at this moment, and can only instinctively wave his weapon to kill anyone in front of him who is of a different camp from his own.
The knights disappeared like a forest submerged by an avalanche, and the heavy infantry of the posthumous men also fell in pieces like harvested wheat.
Life has become extremely cheap at this moment.
A team that was almost crippled broke through the fire blockade of the defensive equipment on the city wall and reached the back of the knights. They were the team that threw the top flower.
Under the cover of their companions, they arrived at the fiercest battlefield. The temple weapons in their hands began to fly in all directions. At the same time, the remaining cavalry teams began to follow the path of flesh and blood along both sides of the city wall with the help of their companions and heavy infantry.
Side penetration.
The reserve team of posthumous men in the royal city began to be mobilized to intercept these enemies who tried to enter deeper inside.
Outside the city, horns sounded one after another, and almost all the Dawn Temple soldiers began to charge, because that was the signal for a general attack.
After the formal invasion of the Relics began at the end of the cold season, the Temple of Dawn finally launched an attack on the last strategic target at this moment.
The stormy waves crashing on the shore may not be mentioned, but the word "tidal wave" is no longer enough to describe the troops pouring under the royal city. Even the air cavalry regiments that had been maimed were regrouping and flying towards the royal city, trying to give death to the deceased.
It causes a little trouble for people.
The Holy Lady glanced at the Holy Father, took a few steps abruptly, then looked back at the old man who was also her teacher and father, and shouted expectantly: "Holy Father!"
The ninth-level expert moved his cold eyes from the city wall to the saint's face, stared at it for a few seconds and said, "Go ahead."
The saint nodded, turned around, mounted the mount she had taken before subduing Yangos, and ran towards the royal city.
At this time, she had to fight, and she had to fight because she was a saint.
Protecting herself and her mount with her scepter, the Saint would look at the sky from time to time, but there was nothing there except the falling Sky Knight.
"Come on, come on!"
Such sounds were heard everywhere in the royal city, and those who could fight rushed to the gaps and various places to climb the city. Both sides had no reserves.
The battle in this market is like a meat grinder, and countless lives are lost every moment. It can almost be regarded as the essence of the Blue Secret Realm.
This kind of battle has been going on. The two sides began to fight fiercely at the city wall and the gap that was made. In these ten minutes, the temple moved forward dozens of meters, but after a while, the posthumous man took it back again.
.After a while, the temple warriors once again had the upper hand, but they could not hold on for long.
Starting from half an hour later, the two sides were already fighting on the corpses of their respective comrades.
From a certain point of view, the charge of the Knights was a failure, because they did not break through the defense line of the posthumous heavy infantry and marched straight in. However, there were too many follow-up troops from the Temple and they had an absolute advantage in numbers. Individuals
Their combat effectiveness is also much stronger, so even if they are dismounted, they can still suppress their opponents.
If it weren't for the fact that the deceased's clothes were all made of fine things made by Genting, perhaps they would have been defeated long ago.
After two hours of fighting, some Temple warriors finally rushed to the city wall. Although they paid an extremely heavy price, they succeeded in the end.
The two sides on the ground were also completely disrupted and fell into a melee. In a large area inside and outside the walls of the royal city, the flames of war were burning everywhere.
Another city wall collapsed, another team from the Dawn Temple rushed from there, and some posthumous warriors came to stop them.
"Xia Lei! Xia Lei! Let's do it, we are going to kill all our people!"
Covered in blood and with a deep cut on his face, King Hongxiang found Xia Lei, who was also fighting fiercely with the Genting team. He shouted loudly, asking for support.
He knew that Yunding had a back-up plan, which should be prepared for the ninth-level Holy Father, but at this time, he extremely hoped to use these methods in advance.
There is no way, if this battle continues, the posthumous people will be annihilated!
Even with the support of Yunding and Earth, the time was too short after all, and they could not truly compete with the Temple. Under the leadership of the Holy Father, the Temple Army took out everything from the bottom of the box and passed by
After several fierce battles that disappeared, they began to gradually take the initiative on the battlefield.
If this continues, the disadvantages will become greater and greater, the battle losses will become higher and higher, and the speed of sacrifice will become faster and faster!
Perhaps he would have been completely defeated before the ninth-level holy father took action.
Xia Lei actually knew that, but she didn't expect that when the Dawn Temple launched its full attack, the battle would be over in just a few hours, which completely overturned her understanding of this kind of war.
It is not that the earth has not experienced the cold weapon age, but none of those key and decisive decisive battles lasted for a long time, at least several days.
But now...
She glanced at the Yunding and Earth coalition forces who also suffered heavy casualties, gritted her teeth, and issued the order to use the war fortress.
She must hold out until Ye Zhongming wakes up from his slumber. In that case, her side will have a terrifying eight-star evolver and a powerful seven-star evolver.
After receiving the order, the two war fortresses came out of the bunker, and under the control of the controller, began to pour out their firepower.
The short-range missiles instantly covered the two gaps, blowing the temple army there into pieces, and then the nuclear machine gun began to spit out energy, harvesting the fragile life in front of it, even the evolved ones, in this kind of earth and roulette
With technology, there is nothing we can do.
With these two terrifying war machines, the situation on the battlefield was immediately reversed, and the survivors in some places even started to counterattack.
"I don't care what they are, kill them!" The saint, who had long lost her holy appearance and was stained with blood, pointed her scepter at the two war fortresses, shouted hysterically, and rushed towards them with people at the same time.
But the posthumous people also know how to protect themselves and are desperately trying to block any enemies who try to get close. This makes the temple people unable to get there in a short time and can only watch them slaughter their comrades wantonly.
The saint screamed angrily, but there was nothing she could do for the time being.
"This was prepared for me!" A voice suddenly floated into the battlefield, suppressing all the voices. A person was suspended in the air, facing the war fortress in the cold candlelight room!