"The Western Wall has been breached, repair it quickly!" A group of injured people who could still walk set off.
"The east wall is in short supply of feathers and arrows, hurry up and deliver them!" The man with mutilated limbs went there.
"A group of enemy vanguard soldiers broke into the basement. The enemy troops intensified their attack on the roof. Quick rescue!" The colonel who gave the order looked around, licked his chapped lips, turned to Martin Luther and said: "Sir, I'm going to go
basement."
"Go!" General Martin Luther picked up the black iron sword beside him, "I'll go to the rooftop platform."
"Admiral." The colonel said, "There is still a chance...the imperial army cannot live without you!"
"The imperial army cannot live without the emperor. Anyone can sacrifice himself except the emperor." General Martin Luther shook his head resolutely, then turned to the confidential officer and said: "Destroy that thing, then pick up weapons and go to the basement.
battle."
"Yes, Admiral." The confidential officer untied a large suitcase tied to his chest and opened it, revealing a metal box. The metal plate on the front was inlaid with more than twenty thumb-thick magic crystals of various colors.
The confidential officer turned a set of buttons on it, and the magic crystal immediately emitted a set of regular flashes. "The message of destruction has been sent and is waiting for a reply."
After a while, the top row of red magic crystals also flashed regularly. The confidential officer's eyes were fixed on the flashing light, and while writing quickly on the paper with a pen, he said: "It belongs to His Majesty the Emperor."
Reply: All reinforcements are very close to Silver Frost Castle, including flying troops. I order your troops to do everything possible to survive and do everything possible to survive."
"What a good thing! Looking at this thing is like seeing the future of the imperial army. There is no general who does not want to use this thing to make great achievements..." Martin Luther squatted down and stroked the spar on the box with his hand, "
Destroy it."
"Yes!" The confidential officer first used a hammer to smash part of the metal box into powder, then played with the magic crystal on it for a while, and then took out a small ball from his arms, similar to a flaming stone bullet.
Carefully placed it in the groove of the metal panel, then picked up the entire metal box, and said apologetically to Martin Luther: "Admiral, I cannot participate in the battle in the basement. In order to keep the highest level secrets of the empire, please send me to the upper level."
platform."
"Let's go!" Martin Luther nodded in relief and walked out with the few remaining guards, "We will open a way for you."
Walking in the winding corridor, the sound of fierce fighting outside came in along the steel fence. Looking out through the vents, you can see the soldiers of the Divine Alliance climbing up the ladder to the fortress, which is almost full of people.
Throughout the outer wall, the sky units of the Divine Alliance are still launching raids, including dropping heavy infantry on the platform! All of our own defense facilities have been damaged, and the remaining Sibia army is frantically slashing and climbing.
The divine soldiers on the edge of the platform are still unable to be cut down and killed. Instead, they will be overwhelmed by the huge number of enemies.
As soon as the door to the highest platform of the main castle was opened, a heavy armored infantryman from the Divine Alliance rushed over from the platform. Admiral Martin kicked out the enemy soldier without even looking, knocking dozens of kilograms from him and the enemy soldier.
The heavy armor was kicked backwards and knocked down another heavy infantryman.
"Remember! All the people running on the platform are enemy troops!" Martin Luther drew out his black iron sword with a "swish" sound, and was the first to rush out. The sword swung out a black circle, allowing three people to rush in.
The heavily armored soldiers inside were separated from their heads. Several guards protected the confidential officers and stood on the platform. They locked the door and broke the key in the lock.
"Kill!" Martin Luther slashed the enemy blocking the way in half with a knife and shouted, "Is there anyone alive?"
"The general is supporting us!" A Sibia officer whose legs were broken at the knee shouted hoarsely: "Brothers, kill!"
"The general is supporting us!" On the edge of the platform, forty or fifty Sbia soldiers whose bodies were stained with blood and whose faces were unrecognizable responded with the same hoarse voice, "Kill!"
"Send me to the wall!" Amid the flying arrows in the sky, the confidential officer shouted, "Not possible here!"
"Follow me!" Martin Luther took stock of the surrounding situation, turned around and headed towards the direction of the fiercest fighting. During the march, the dazzling military rank on his shoulders was spotted by the enemy, and heavily armored soldiers from the God's Alliance Army were constantly being attacked.
Thrown from the sky, people are often hacked to death by the eldest and highest-ranking general among Sibia's troops before they hit the ground!
Halfway through, the air forces of the Divine Alliance focused their attention on the platform of the main fort. The appearance of General Sibia was the most direct and effective military order. There was no need to ask for instructions at all. The dense air forces rushed towards this level crazily.
The platform throws heavy infantry. Although there are frequent collisions in the air and accidents in which the heavy infantry are thrown into the air and fall to death, this tactic is still adhered to.
"Admiral! It's a pleasure to serve under your command!" The confidential officer finally reached the edge of the platform and shouted. Then, holding the metal box, the confidential officer ran up the stack of corpses along the pile of corpses and jumped down.
, "Brothers--lower your head and get down!"
At any time and under any circumstances, it would be strange for a Sibia officer who was wearing a clean military uniform and not suffering any injuries to jump from the platform. It is necessary to know where he jumped.
Thousands of divine soldiers.
The divine soldiers on the ground all raised their heads and looked at the fall of this officer. There was a hint of confusion in their crazy eyes.
The Sibia officer fell directly to the ground, and time seemed to have stopped for a moment - when it started flowing again, there was a dull explosion.
A bright flash of light appeared under the fortress, and the huge impact shook the fortress violently. The ladders outside the fortress wall were broken together, and countless soldiers screamed and fell down - the golden flames spurted out and extended along the ground, swallowing
It hits all the creatures it encounters; silver-white lightning shoots aimlessly across a wider area, wreaking havoc in a wider area; the blue mist flying into the sky quickly turns white, and the flying troops are about to fall upon contact!
For a time, the center of the battlefield became very quiet, as if it had been cleansed. More than three thousand divine coalition soldiers who were waiting to invade the fortress disappeared, leaving only the flames burning on the ground and the walls.
of ice crystals...
In the headquarters of the Divine Alliance Army, the adjutant who witnessed all this was trembling in his voice, "Prince..."
"Don't be surprised, let the special units of each legion take over the attack! No one can stop us, we must capture this fortress!" The muscles around Prince Ulysses' mouth twitched twice, "The first goal is to capture the main fortress
The highest platform!”
Amidst the continuous sound of horns, more soldiers of the Divine Alliance rushed towards the fortress, as numerous as migrating ants before a storm. The officers also marched in the team with weapons, driving the soldiers away with almost crazy words.
forward.
"Soldiers of Sbia! The bravest soldiers in the whole continent - stand up!" General Martin Luther shook off the dust on his body and walked to the center of the platform. No sound transmission magic was needed for his voice to echo in every room.
In the ear of a soldier, "I! Martin Luther, I have never doubted your courage. I am convinced that you will win this war! Until now, no one can stop you from working hard to win! If, you have lost it now
If you have the belief that you must win, then you need me to inspire you, but, soldiers of Sibia, you never need encouragement! Have you really lost the belief that you must win?"
"No!" The response of Sbia soldiers came from all over the fort.
At this time, the ladder of the Divine Alliance Army was re-erected on the fortress.
"Back in Tucheng, we were besieged by hundreds of thousands of demon coalition forces. The attack by the demon coalition forces was truly crazy! But what was the result? Who won? Who survived?" The admiral's words were full of emotion.
Contempt for the Divine Alliance, "These enemies in front of us are cowards who dare not even leave the house alone. A group of people get together and think they can take over the whole world! They can defeat us just by virtue of their numerical superiority."
?Destroy the heroic Sibiya army?"
"No!" the Sibia soldier responded louder and more firmly.
The soldiers of the Divine Alliance Army began to climb up at this time.
"What kind of army is the Divine Alliance Army? It can only deal with the army of one empire! What kind of army is Sbia's Army? It is an army that can defeat the Demon Alliance Army on its own! This is the difference between a lion and a wild dog! An army that only dares to attack its allies,
Isn't it a great shame that you dare to attack us? We are alive and will die. We may die here for the empire we love, and we may die here for the sake of the martyrs who died before us! But our greatness
It will shake heaven and earth, and our flag will fly forever!"
"Brothers." Martin Luther raised the sword in his hand high and swung it at the first Godly Alliance soldier to show up, "Kill!"
"Kill..." The divine coalition forces surged up along the ladder...
"Kill..." The injured people in Sbia who had not had time to transport them screamed wildly and rushed up to the platforms and basements...
"Kill..." The gleaming metal collided together, and blood appeared along with sparks!
The Sibia soldiers recklessly poured all their firepower outside the fortress, including iron, stone, wood, liquid... The divine coalition forces surrounded the fortress layer by layer, desperately searching for every person in the fortress.
gap...
"Reporting to His Highness the Prince - the Guards of the Weiba Army are up!"
"Report to His Highness the Prince—Major General Antaway is seriously injured!"
"Report to His Highness the Prince - the first platform of the main castle has been captured!"
"Reporting to His Highness the Prince—Brigadier General Agha Khan was killed in action!"
"Reporting to His Highness the Prince - the Guards of the Feige Legion have invaded the basement of the main castle!"
"Reporting to His Highness the Prince - the Sibia transport fleet has been discovered, sixty miles away from my main camp!"
"Report to His Highness the Prince - the flying troops have begun to drop special forces!"
"Reporting to Your Highness the Prince - the first platform of the main castle collapsed, and all the soldiers below were killed!"
"Report to His Highness the Prince—the special forces are entering the battle!"
"Report to His Highness the Prince - there is water in the basement, and 300 people under Brigadier General White Wolf have been killed!"
The fighting around the main fortress has been going on for an unknown length of time. Platforms one after another have been lost and collapsed. In the end, only the top platform of the entire fortress has not collapsed. There is no longer any obstacle for the divine coalition forces to use tools.
A passage was dug into the fortress, but the wall of the fortress was too thick and could not be opened for a while. Therefore, the attack on the only platform became more intense - on that platform, there was only one Sibian soldier left.
People are here, the special teams of each legion of the Divine Alliance take turns to go into battle!
The eyes of the entire Divine Alliance were focused on this small platform. Hundreds of thousands of people were cheering for their soldiers at the same time. Every time the attack was thwarted, the cheering sounds from all around became louder.
After adjusting all the combat arrangements, Prince Carl Ulysses also joined the crowd to watch the battle, because for him, there is no suspense in this battle so far. The only thing that remains undetermined is the opponent's failure time.
That's it. But this falls within the scope of duties of frontline soldiers, and he himself will not be impatient.
What he had to do was to boost the morale of the whole army when the last stubborn Sibia soldier fell, so as to welcome the arrival of Sibia reinforcements. Their fleet was less than a hundred miles away. The Sibia reinforcements arrived in this way.
The speed at which they came to rescue was a good thing, because it meant that they were trying to save Silver Frost Castle regardless of the cost, and they simply didn't bring enough supplies.
It will take several hours for Sibia's reinforcements to arrive here, and after arriving, they will have to disembark, deploy, and set up formations. He will not give them this time and opportunity...
The Sibian soldier on the platform was extremely powerful. More than ten consecutive attacks by the Divine Alliance ended in failure. Centered on the small door leading to the inside of the fortress, the ground of the platform thirty steps away was filled with broken parts.
The corpses and countless blood flowed together and flowed out along the drainage pipes under the ground, staining the entire bluestone wall from top to bottom red...
After a "choking" sound, followed by the sound of liquid spraying rapidly, a lieutenant colonel officer of the Divine Alliance staggered back, grasping helplessly in the air with his hands, and finally let out a scream and fell from the platform.
Go down.
General Martin Luther retreated to the small door and assumed a defensive posture that is very familiar to any Spian soldier. He held a small buckler in his left hand and a black iron sword in his right hand. He lunged sideways, looking straight up with his eyes proudly, quietly.
Waiting for the next wave of enemy attacks to approach - before this, he had blocked countless such attacks alone, and countless enemies died under his hands.
The admiral's armor was damaged in many places, and only half of his black cloak was left. There was a large pool of bright red blood under his boots.
"Team Tiele is polite!" With a deep shout, another strangely dressed Divine Alliance officer fell from the sky, followed by more than forty soldiers dressed like him, who echoed, "I have seen General Martin Luther!"
"Kill him!" Under the Silver Frost Castle, hundreds of thousands of people shouted in unison!
What followed the sound was a group of weapons that shone with a ferocious cold light. The spear flew and roared in front, the scimitar flipped and screamed behind, the flail wrapped in fighting spirit, and the flying knives whirling in. These were like a tsunami.
Fierce attacks surged towards Martin Luther - the admiral glared and took a few steps forward, his vigorous figure flashing and moving in the shadow of swords and swords. Every time he raised his hand, the enemy's head would surely fall. Every time he moved,
Some of the opponents must have fallen to the ground! In just a moment, only half of the more than 40-strong team was left.
"Kill him!" The clamor of the divine coalition became louder and louder!
"The general is so brave, I'm so rude!" Taking advantage of the opportunity when Martin Luther was fighting all the way and had no time to regain his breath, the divine officer leading the team shouted, picked up the heavy battle ax in his hand, and struck at the man who was already alone.
Martin Luther was beheaded after fighting for many hours.
The admiral took a quick step back and raised the shield in his hand, but the small round shield was already covered in scars. In addition, the admiral's battle strength had been declining for a long time and his fighting spirit was weak. How could he still withstand the concentrated blow of a heavy weapon? "Dang"
With a sound, the shield split into two halves on the spot!
The general could have taken this opportunity to counterattack, but unfortunately there were too many enemies, and they swarmed up from both sides to cover the commander. The general had no choice but to take one step back - just one step, and the officer's heavy ax was coming again!
The admiral kept retreating, and the officers kept advancing. Heavy axes and swords intersected in the air, and they kept saying "Dang, Dang, Dang!" with muffled sounds. Finally, with a crash that shook the surrounding areas, the admiral and the divine officer
Separated.
There was a "ding, dong, dong" sound, and both men's weapons broke into pieces.
"Okay!" Hundreds of thousands of people cheered soaring into the sky!
The reason why General Martin Luther was able to persist for so long was entirely because the black iron sword in his hand was now broken into pieces. Let's see what else he can rely on to slaughter the divine soldiers!
"Surrender! Admiral, you are exhausted and can't fight anymore." The divine officer dropped the half-hand ax handle and took a big knife. "The Tiele team is the most powerful team in the Liva Empire. I am the emperor."
My dear, I will not insult your status. If I can survive to this point, no matter what the final result is, it is enough for you."
The admiral looked at the black iron sword in his hand. There was only a few inches of blade left beyond the handle. He smiled faintly and stepped forward to stand.
"You have no chance!" The divine officer's eyes were filled with murderous intent, "Surrender!"
The admiral gave the officer a contemptuous look.
"Kill!" The divine officer and the remaining twenty or so people rushed forward with all their weapons drawn.
"Kill him!" Hundreds of thousands of divine coalition troops waved their fists, almost going crazy.
A dazzling golden light appeared and swept across the platform. The divine officer and his more than 20 men didn't even have time to scream, before they were cut into two pieces by this bright light!
At this moment, the army under the fortress was silent. No one could shout a single word. In the shocked eyes of the entire divine coalition, the golden light on the black iron handle gradually dimmed and dissipated.
The admiral, whose armor was torn apart, staggered. After trying his best to steady himself, he gasped and suddenly shouted: "I will draw my own sword - and smile to the sky!"
The black iron sword without a blade was pointing in the direction of Prince Carl Ulysses, the commander-in-chief of the Divine Alliance. The arrogance and determination on his body were overwhelming!
"Kill!" The awakened divine coalition forces were truly crazy at this time. The flying troops once again scrambled into the air and began to throw.
A clear cry came from the sky. The general raised his eyes and found that the flying troops of the Divine Alliance were surrounded by flames and were falling continuously!
His Majesty the Emperor's reinforcements have arrived.
Pain came from the wounds all over his body, surging with every breath; numbness and coldness gradually enveloped the admiral's body, and he pointed at the black iron handle of the opponent's camp, unable to lift a single point.
, and cannot drop even a hair.
There was a breaking feeling in my chest.
A large mouthful of blood spurted out from the admiral's mouth, turning into blood mist in the leisurely passing breeze, with a scarlet sunset at the top and a vast killing field at the bottom... (To be continued)