At the same moment when Brando and his party were attacked, the defense line in charge of the Cruz people was covered in heavy rain and darkness. Sir Hawthorne rode a war dragon and walked through the forest with his monk soldiers. "
It's really a hell." He complained in a low voice, "Thankfully those Eruin people can stand this kind of weather, one time is enough for us!" The monk soldiers laughed softly when they heard this, and Hawthorn said to himself
The warm northern foothills of the Cruzmann Mountains are very unsuitable for the humidity and coldness of Ampelser at this time of year.
The war dragon standing under the saddle is more than three meters tall, and the armor on its body weighs half a ton. It is the most common mount for heavy cavalry in this era. The ground seems to tremble slightly with every step it takes, leaving behind a muddy forest land.
A mud pit several inches deep.
The reason why they appeared here was because they received a report that a light frigate of the Konolian fleet was attacked by strange creatures on its way back after the Eruin royal fleet stopped attacking. However, the Eruin
Since the Northern Alliance's flying dragon cavalry did not find any trace of the frigate in the relevant airspace, it was their turn for the ground troops to take action.
Hawthorne bet that the frigate must have crashed. As the group walked through the forest, the burning wreckage of a warship appeared in front of their eyes. The once majestic war machine now only has a broken
Frames, broken masts and wind sails were scattered all over the place, and many cables were even hung on nearby branches.
"This must be the frigate that crashed after reporting being attacked. It's really a huge thing." Sir Hawthorn couldn't help but think.
"Oh my God, it's the Bullshark!" Someone recognized the frigate and couldn't help but exclaimed in surprise, "Who made it look like this?"
"I think we'll find out soon," Sir Hawthorne suddenly raised his head and pulled out his sword with a clang: "There are enemies, prepare to fight."
Following his roar, everyone saw a pink monster suddenly crawling out of the wreckage of the battleship. The monster climbed up along the fallen mast and soon reached the break. It was a monster that looked like a bat.
It is also like a giant humanoid creature. It is about two or three meters tall. Its forelimbs are more developed than its hind limbs. Its upper arms are muscular. It has a bull-head-like head on its neck and a nose ring.
"It's a demon. A barbarian demon!" Someone with sharp eyes called out the monster's name at a glance. Demons are one of the mortal enemies of the Temple of Fire, and the monks and soldiers have seen the images of these demons in various scriptures and classics.
"Disperse!" Sir Hawthorne reacted faster than them.
The Barbarian Demons are the main air force of the River of Sulfur. The young Barbarian Demons have the strength of the Silver Peak, and once they reach their adult form, they have the strength of the Gold Level. The Barbarian Demon in front of Sir Hawthorne has already grown long.
The long horns are obviously a genuine adult Barbarian Demon Lord. Like many other demons, the Barbarian Demon Lord has the talent to control fire, and has several spell-like abilities described as fire.
Fireball is one of them.
As soon as the fire flashed, a ball of flame exploded in the formation of the monk soldiers in the Cruz Flame Temple, and several young monk soldiers immediately turned into pyromen. After releasing the fireball, the barbarian demon lord roared on the broken mast.
.As if he was enjoying the pleasure of killing, "Damn the devil!" Sir Hawthorn couldn't help but burst into anger. He immediately ordered the sitting war dragon to speed up and rush forward. The barbarian demon lord flapped his wings and flew up from the ship.
Fly into the air and throw fireballs at him one after another.
But Sir Hawthorn was not afraid. He seemed to be walking through flames. After he got close enough, he took the short spear from behind with his backhand and threw it forward.
The monk soldiers only saw a golden straight line coming out of Sir Hawthorne's hand, and the next moment it hit the barbarian demon lord in the sky. It was a magical throwing spear with the characteristics of the temple, and the spearhead was sanctified.
The natural enemy of the devil. The short spear hit the wing of the barbarian demon lord, and it was like a drop of water rolling into boiling oil, and a blazing white flame burst into flames.
I saw the barbarian demon lord falling from the air with a scream and hitting the broken mast of the battleship. His head immediately separated from his body and his spine was pulled several meters away from his muscles. He was instantly dead and could no longer die.
The monk soldiers were stunned for a moment, and then they all cheered.
Hawthorn also breathed a sigh of relief. He turned around, and he probably already knew in his heart what attack caused the Bullshark to crash. It seemed that Archpriest Wood's guess was indeed correct, and the demons had invaded Eruin in large numbers.
Well, the demons lack advanced air force, and the barbarian demon lords are already considered one of the most elite flying units under the River of Sulfur.
But at this time, he suddenly heard someone screaming: "What is that?"
Sir Hawthorne was startled and turned around subconsciously following the voice. He felt that the sky seemed to light up slightly, the layers of dark clouds in that direction suddenly parted, and a flaming meteorite fell from the sky and fell in a certain direction.
Then, as if a replica of this scene, the black clouds rolled as if boiling, and countless fiery red spots appeared behind the separated clouds. Then meteorites tore through the dark clouds and fell downwards, covering half of the sky in one moment.
Reflected in a blood-red color.
Sir Hawthorne was completely stunned. He had estimated that the direction of the falling meteorites was the main position of the Northern Allied Forces. It was over, and his heart felt cold. He saw with his own eyes a meteorite hitting Perrin in the distance in the sky.
', the Cruze flagship was reduced to ashes in a dazzling light.
At that moment, Sir Hawthorn even forgot that the captain of the Conolia fleet was still on the flagship. In fact, he lost the ability to think at all. There was no magic circle in the sky, it was a curse of the demons.
The spell should be the top level spell of the fourteenth level - doomsday.
A high-level demon at the lord level entered the portal, and this was the only thought left in his mind.
…
"What did you say!?"
"Where are they now?" Macaro and Overwell said at the same time, but before they could say the next sentence, suddenly a bright light flashed outside the camp, and a cry of surprise came from outside the tent.
Outside the tent, half of the sky seemed to light up.
Something big happened. Everyone was shocked. Charles was the first to react and turned around to open the door of the tent. Then the red-haired girl who had been silent rushed out from him, followed by Antitina.
, Macaro and Overwell looked at each other and walked out.
As soon as they walked out of the tent, everyone suddenly lost the ability to speak. In their field of vision, they saw a bright fire in the northwest sky. Countless meteors fell from the sky like rain and fell to the ground.
Macaro made a quick calculation and calculated that the direction was Buonoan.
"The devil has begun to attack the Northern Allied Forces!" He concluded immediately.
"That's the Doomsday Technique. The other party has a wizard in the extreme state." Overwell took a breath of air: "It's the Demon Lord, Martha is on top. I'm afraid there will be a whole demon army coming this time, more than ever in history."
There are even more records of that time!”
Everyone knows the last time he was talking about. That time a kingdom similar in size to Eruin was completely destroyed and turned into scorched earth. Millions of lives were completely wiped out under the plunder of demons. In fact, it was already
It is no longer a war, but a massacre and disaster.
It is a scar in Warnd's history that will never be erased.
But this time it seems to be the turn of the ancient kingdom of Eruin.
What on earth did the Eruin people do wrong to deserve such punishment? Everyone couldn't help but have this idea in their minds. But the lone wolf of the kingdom was the first to react. "Makaro!" he shouted.
"I know, Overwell, I made a mistake," Macaro suddenly realized the mistake he had made. Although he originally planned to let the Northern Allied Forces serve as cannon fodder, now he suddenly found that he had miscalculated the devil.
The strength. Now the situation is obvious. If the two parties cannot unite, neither of them will be able to fight against such an army of demons. In fact, even if they unite, there is little hope.
"We must find a way to support those Yankees immediately." Macaro gritted his teeth and said: "After the spell is over, the devil will definitely launch a ground attack. Those Yankees and Cruz people will definitely not be able to support it. Once they retreat, the entire Eruin will be finished.
.”
Overwell nodded, but he was also angry in his heart. This was all a good thing done by Cruz and the Temple of Fire. Now he finally understood why Brando was so angry in the first place, and he didn't even give the Temple any face.
He blackmailed the other party severely.
Now that I think about it, if it had been him, it would have been much better if he had not broken with the temple on the spot.
"But what about the lord and the princess?" Antitina suddenly said: "They are still surrounded by demons."
Overwell and Macaro were stunned. They seemed to have forgotten the question. "Where are they now? Did Brando say anything?" Overwell asked.
"According to the lord, they should be in a few low mountains to the west of Machenko Mountain. The harpy blocked their retreat and they had to retreat to the north. The lord asked us to send a royal fleet to meet Her Royal Highness the Princess.
Open a path for them." Charles said.
"I have long said that they should not take risks with their own lives," Macaro snorted angrily, "Her Highness the Princess is also following her own temper. She should have expected the current situation. This is good, devil
They are launching an attack on us, and we are struggling to even parry, but we still have to find a way to rescue them?"
"But besides Brando, who else here is more familiar with Qiao Gendigang? Her Royal Highness the Princess is willing to take risks. This is a noble act. Macaro, I thought you just had no brains, but I didn't expect that even the honor of the nobles would be compromised.
I gave up." The lone wolf of the kingdom sneered sharply.
"What did you say?"
"Okay, stop arguing!" Antitina stood up and interrupted the two of them, her brows knitted together. "What else did the Lord say?" She asked Charles, what she thought Brando
Not someone who gives orders rashly.
"Actually, the lord has other plans. He wants us to inform Priest Wood and ask the Cruz people to cooperate with us." Charles said.
"What does he want to do?" Macaro raised his eyebrows sharply, looking at the young wizard with sharp eyes under his eyebrows.
What does he want to do?
Wood also wanted to know this. The devil had already launched an attack on the Bunoan area. To put it nicely, the Northern Allied Forces were retreating, but in fact it was just a precursor to collapse. This was an army that had already been defeated.
It lost morale. Now the Temple of Fire is holding on to its position, but it has also suffered heavy casualties under the attack of the doomsday spell.
The Cornolian fleet was almost completely destroyed in the first place. Admiral Earl Robbins sank together with the Perrin, and more than half of the White Wing Knights suffered casualties. A large number of high-level demons appeared on the position, and what was even more sinister was,
An army of Jorgendigon is also fighting in conjunction with the demons.
The first person to discover this information was the stone statue of a group of Northern Allied mountain infantry that the scout cavalry recovered from the battlefield. It was obviously not a sculpture, but a masterpiece of Medusa.
"The Cruz people can support it for three hours at most. After half a day, we will lose the last warrior. You should also know what the Northern Alliance Army looks like." A Templar Knight replied to the young mage in front of him,
"We need support."
Wood actually knew the other person, the young mage genius Ciel, who was famous in the Paroche family.
"We can support you. In fact, our army is already on the way. But after that, we still can't stop the demon's attack. You know our situation." Ciel replied.
The Templar knight couldn't help but fell silent.
"So how long can it be blocked?" Wood asked.
"One day at most."
"Can we open another door of flame and ask for support from the Temple of Fire?" Ciel asked.
"This is impossible, we don't have enough materials on hand." A Templar retorted: "Building a portal is not a simple matter."
Wood pondered for a moment: "Then what does your lord have to say?"
Charles nodded: "In this case, we may still have one chance left."
"a chance?"
…
Brando finally led the remaining twelve Lantonilan knights out of the thick black fog. When they saw the surrounding scene clearly, they found that they were in a valley to the north. The valley
It was raining and foggy, and not far ahead was an open forest clearing. On the green grass in the clearing, there were a group of Anlekh horses grazing. If they recognized it correctly, those were the same animals they thought they had lost.
A great war horse.
Count Odin and Her Royal Highness the Princess followed him on the left and right, and were so surprised that they were speechless by the strange scene in front of them.
"Oh my god, what is going on?" The knights couldn't help but exclaimed.
Although Her Royal Highness the Princess did not ask, she cast doubtful eyes on Brando. Since Brando could lead them to get rid of the harpies and get out of the black mist, they should naturally know the answer behind all this.
But Brando is actually observing the surroundings carefully. The entire valley is shrouded in the sound of rain. The surrounding scenery does not look much different from other places in the Anlek Mountains, but there is a subtle feeling in his heart at the moment.
a feeling of.
"Who came to help?" He couldn't help but ask.
Everyone saw an old woman wearing a black robe suddenly walking out of the forest, with a stooped body. When she saw Brando, she bowed respectfully. Her trembling movements made people suspect that she would fall down at any time.
Brando was startled. "Ah, it's you!" He had already recognized that the wrinkled old woman was the old witch Babasha whom he had blackmailed once in Lidenburg, but he never dreamed that she would be there.
Meet each other here.
…
(PS: It’s already November 18th. Time flies so fast. It’s been almost two months without a day off. I’m doing pretty well. Please give me a vote by the way~) (This site www..com yours
Support is my biggest motivation.)
{Piaotian Literature www.ptwxz.com thanks all book friends for their support, your support is our greatest motivation}
