"Open the city gate, order the artillery battalion to fire from a distance, and drive the surrendered troops into the city!
In addition, the fifth battalion will be urgently transferred to be responsible for gathering the surrendered troops and clearing the battlefield."
On top of the bumpy city, Li Wenhao finally relaxed his brows and smiled with relief.
He won the battle, but he still felt a little scared in his heart.
The situation just now was very dangerous. If the phantom of the enemy's battle formation could not be destroyed quickly, the Langya Army would suffer heavy losses even if they finally defended the ruins.
You know, the phantoms of the battle formation on his side, in addition to the fire spirit, even the phantoms of the golden armored warriors were shattered, and there were not many soldiers left to fight.
Although the soldiers in the battle formation evacuated to the rear in time and their lives were not in danger, their combat effectiveness was completely lost.
Once the enemy forces come in, they can only abandon the north camp and retreat to the middle camp.
This was also the reason why he did not dare to send troops out of the city to collect surrender troops, and also urgently mobilized the fifth battalion.
"The Yan Clan Army has been defeated. It's hard for a tree to stand alone. It's time for the Barbarian Clan Army to withdraw!"
Li Wenhao twisted his body uncomfortably, letting gusts of cold wind pour into the armor.
The generals never expected that their wise and mighty king would break out in a cold sweat.
"Boom, boom,"
Black iron cannons, trebuchets, and even the twenty spar cannons that had not fired for a long time and had just finished cooling were firing in the distance.
On the battlefield, large amounts of thick smoke and pitiful howls once again arose.
"My great king, Renyi, can protect his life by sending troops into the city!"
"I surrender, surrender, I won't run away!"
"Wow, wow," someone took the lead, and a large number of surrendered soldiers began to get up from the ground, and ran back crazily under the pressure of artillery fire.
Those who ran fast before suffered a big loss, but those who ran slowly took advantage and did not have to risk being hit by cannonballs and arrows.
There were also many who did not want to surrender and still ran towards the Yan Clan army. They were either covered by artillery fire or killed by fire spirits. Only one out of ten people could escape by jumping over the cracks.
"Li Wenhao, this bastard, how dare you do this? Do you really think you don't take our Yan clan seriously?"
"Damn it, why did a super crack suddenly appear here, but it blocked our army's retreat. Is there something ghostly in this seventh continent?"
"If you ask me, we shouldn't have come to the Seventh Continent. We have long heard that this place is very evil, and the tauren were in trouble."
"Blood tide crack, the sky is going to kill me!" On the command podium, Yanguang Zuomu woke up leisurely, heard the generals talking, opened his eyes and fainted again.
With the strength of the Yanguang family, even if he was defeated for a moment and suffered heavy losses, he would continue to send reinforcements at worst, but when he saw this super blood tide crack blocking the front like a natural barrier, his heart dropped.
He can't bring the entire Yanguang family's army to fight to the death with the Super Blood Tide, right?
Even if he was willing, the other two eighth-level members in the clan would not agree.
"No, the boss fainted again. Withdraw the troops. Quickly withdraw the troops and return to the camp!"
"What should we do with the trapped soldiers? Can't we save them?"
"No matter how I try to save him, he surrenders, but I'm still trying to save him. If the blood tide breaks out early, he won't be able to escape!"
"Boom, boom," Yan Guang Zuomu fainted again, causing chaos to the already low morale of the Yan tribe army.
What's more, the children of nobles are generally of a higher level. Those who can run will not be able to stop them through a crack of more than ten meters, and those who cannot escape are basically hopeless.
The rest are ordinary soldiers. It is impossible for them to escape with great difficulty and then go back to save them.
The lives of noble children like them are precious.
For a moment, the flag faced north, and the Yan tribe's army retreated like flowing water, disappearing into the undulating sand dunes of the highlands, leaving only a mess on the ground.
The most ferocious attack on the city by the coalition forces of the four ethnic groups failed.
The army of 4 to 50,000 that arrived was less than half when it returned, how desolate it was.
"Dad!" Yan Guangzu, covered in tatters, caught up with the team and was relieved to find that his father was still breathing.
Then when he heard everyone's report, he jumped up angrily and yelled: "Baimu Qingfu, I will never be friends with you!"
"Boom, boom," the Yan tribe's army withdrew. After receiving the news, Iron King Luo from the east didn't say a word, and ran away with 200,000 barbarian troops.
Even the half-empty camp was abandoned, leaving a lot of military supplies.
"Yeah, we won, long live Langya!"
"Long live the king, Langya will surely win!"
The cheers of hundreds of thousands of soldiers, together with hundreds of thousands of workers, were deafening and even the ground was shaking.
As a result, great joy led to sorrow. Large parts of the originally scarred city wall collapsed, including the top of the city.
"I went and told you to keep a low profile, but you didn't listen. Isn't this beautiful?" Li Wenhao had a toothache and released a large amount of spiritual power to lift some injured soldiers in the air.
As for people like Fu Baichuan, he didn't care. They couldn't be killed anyway.
He caught sight of Lulu and shouted: "Lulu, quickly arrange for people to repair the city wall, be careful of enemy counterattacks."
"Your Highness, you are not kind." Military Advisor Fu Baichuan crawled out of the ruins with a look of disgrace on his face, his eyes full of resentment.
He was a less than fourth-level warlock. He was not strong and could not fly. He almost died from suffocation.
"Ahem!" Li Wenhao smiled slightly awkwardly, put down the rolled up wounded soldier, and looked behind him.
From there, a dozen huge figures came galloping towards them with rumbling footsteps.
The leader of the magma giants is none other than Patriarch Yanshan.
"Look, what kind of monsters are those? Are they giants?"
"Hush, silence, you don't want to live anymore!"
"Don't move, this is our Langya ally, the magma giant!"
A magma giant of more than ten meters appeared on the scene, causing a commotion. Ordinary people had never seen this before. Fortunately, a general spoke in time, so no trouble was caused.
"I think I've heard of the magma giant. By the way, I remembered it. It was the only sixth-order giant legion in our seventh continent in ancient times!"
"Oh my god, isn't this the giant army under the command of the ancient Yan Emperor? When did we, Langya, have such powerful allies?"
"Your Majesty is so awesome. It is said that attacks below the fifth level cannot break the defense of the magma giant at all. It can also release thousands of degrees of flame attack, burning a large area. It is known as the humanoid crematorium."
"What kind of humanoid crematorium? It's obviously a mobile crematorium, right?"
The officers and soldiers of the Langya army and the workers who built the city who had recently arrived at the ruins were shocked when they heard that this was the famous magma giant from ancient times. They had a deeper understanding of Langya's tyranny.
Especially the Yan Clan Jiangbing who was squatting on the ground and was still under guard, his eyes were wide open.
The little thought I had in my mind disappeared.
The idea of defeating the Langya Army and capturing the ruins is all nonsense. With these magma giants known as the humanoid crematorium, no matter how many people come, it's all for nothing.
This battle was not lost unjustly, and I was even lucky. If the magma giant had taken action, there would probably be nothing but charcoal left!