"Tsk! These damn flying dragons are enough to plant!"
Letting out a roar that the opponent could not understand at all, Mordred could only continue to fill the blade with magic power, and use the magic power to generate a huge blade to attack the flying dragon.
These flying dragons are extremely annoying now, and their desire to attack is very weak. If you try to attack, they will fly high and won't fight you. But if you don't defend and prepare to go elsewhere, they will take the opportunity to attack the city wall and attack the army.
A sneak attack on your back.
To put it simply: Just stay here. If you want to leave, attack fiercely. If you fight back, it will run away.
For the summoned flying dragons, this kind of tactical thinking is too flexible. It can only be explained that someone who is well versed in military strategy has trained them for a long time, so that they can understand these actions.
Same.
An inappropriate example: like a circus animal.
Mordred can't fly, so it will be very troublesome to fight an enemy like this that can fly freely in the sky. This kind of trick consumes a lot of magic power!
She was grumbling in her heart, but without any hesitation in her hand, the magic sword in her hand suddenly rose up, swung along her arms, slashed with one blow, and chopped down two flying dragons.
"It's really troublesome! This kind of thing can only fly around!"
Even Mordred would feel tired from waving the magic blade without restraint. She couldn't help but turn her head and cast her sights on the high tower in the city center, which was a temporary watchtower. Robespierre
Overlook the whole scene and direct the battle here.
In his hand was a telescope prepared for him by a white-clothed French caster. It seemed to have been given the magic of farsightedness, allowing him to easily see things far away. There was also a sound transmission prop similar to a city-wide broadcast.
I have to say that from the perspective of [prop production], France's caster performance is really excellent. Every detail has been thought of.
"That guy Arash, why don't you start shooting arrows?"
"The eastern city wall has been breached! Those who are capable go to support!"
Just as Mordred was thinking about it, Robespierre's voice interrupted her at the right moment.
The eastern wall was breached?
She frowned, looking at the flying dragon outside the city wall and feeling like she had been fooled.
"Tsk! Damn it. I remember there was that big golden guy in the east! Tsk, hurry up and get over here and go take a look..."
The garrison troops on other city walls are similar.
Be it Yagi Sekssai, Niijima Yae, or Arash who has climbed up to the observation tower.
It is very laborious for everyone just to deal with their own defensive positions.
Especially Arash, he originally planned to occupy the highest point and suppress everything. However, because the eastern city wall completely collapsed, he had to focus all his attack energy on how to deal with the flying dragons pouring in from the city wall.
"No way... you want to use the army to separate us, focus on the head and not the tail, so as to concentrate on breaking through."
Yagi Xuezhai bit his lip and secretly said in his heart that he had learned something.
This tactic is very effective, especially on the premise that it is impossible to abandon any city wall on your side.
Now it is indeed as he wished. He cannot reach the gap in the eastern city wall. If he does, he will not be able to protect the city wall. The French army alone is really not powerful enough.
This siege battle is different from the previous sneak attacks, which are just a small matter. They really want to turn Lyon into a dead zone.
(Any good ideas...)
Narrowing his eyes, he tried to think about this kind of thing in his mind.
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In the ruins of the eastern city wall, a ferocious black-clothed servant with a bloody smile and glaring eyes held a slightly slender spear in his hand. He flipped his wrist and stabbed Kintoki Sakata, who caught Kintoki with his backhand.
With the gun barrel, he strode forward, stretched his arm forward, and slashed the ax towards the head of the black-clothed servant.
However, the spear in his hand suddenly felt lighter.
I saw the servant in black, his whole body blurred, like a black mist, completely ignoring the laws of physics, and with a swipe, he hit Kintoki in a gaseous manner and passed directly through him! Then,
The black mist behind him condensed again, and that crazy smile appeared again. With his empty hands, there was half-solidified blood in his hands. It was probably the blood he grabbed casually from the ground, right? The extremely sharp stakes came out of his wrists.
He stabbed it out and used these two bloody thorns as weapons to stab Sakata Kintoki in the back!
Jin Shi felt a chill on the back of his neck and knew something was wrong. He followed the steps forward and took a big step forward before dodging. The blood pile brushed against his neat short blond hair and almost hit him in the chest.
head.
However, the black-clothed servant's sneak attack failed. The two blood piles collided together and fused together like fluids, forming a new pile and charging towards Sakata Kintoki.
Once the attack misses, the growth will stop and a new stake will grow from the side of the stake.
It's just... like a thorn that keeps growing, pricking out sharp edges and corners, and won't give up until it breaks through the enemy.
Sakata Kintoki staggered, turned around and struck out with his axe. The tomahawk with electric light smashed open the pile. Driven by the huge force, the blood pile turned into blood again and scattered in the air.
"Humph, you are really tenacious."
The servant in black sneered.
"But... it's almost time to solve it. The only end for the ignorant is this endless piercing forest!"
With both arms spread out, behind the black-clothed servant, countless blood stakes stabbed out from the ground, piercing through the corpses of the French army that had been scattered on the ground. When they were lifted up, a sea of blood and flesh turned into a forest of flesh and blood.
"You are one of them too."
The black-clothed servant said this, but a trace of unpleasant malice flashed across his brows.
"Tsk, this is not golden at all, I refuse. Besides - who gave you this confidence!"
Sakata Kintoki was also annoyed by him, spat, and raised the battle ax in his hand to charge up.
"Hey! Kintoki!"
Suddenly, just as the two of them were getting ready to go, a man's voice was heard obliquely.
"Second General?"
Kintoki didn't expect that Yagi Xuezai would come to his side!
In mid-air, Yagi Seksai, wearing a blue battle suit, held a transparent sword in both hands and charged towards the black-clothed servant.
Although the black-clothed servant could not see the weapon, he knew that he was definitely not attacking without intention. He stamped his feet, turned half of his body, and suddenly three pillars of blood arrows burst out from his chest, and stabbed towards Yagi Xuezai.
It keeps growing like thorns, and its sharp bloody thorns form a thorn bush with nowhere to go.
"Wind! Cut through the thorns and thorns for me!"
Singing quietly.
This is not a word of liberation.
But, if you read it this way, wouldn’t it look more handsome?
The strong wind that Yagi Yuzhai released from the Transparent Sword suddenly set off a violent strong wind. In the whirling sharp wind, the shape of the holy sword clearly appeared in his hand.
(I am still too confident. After being able to liberate my true name, I feel that it is enough. Sure enough, if there are other weapons that can be used, the transparent sword can be used as a means of evil.)
Surprisingly, Yagi Xuezhai was not thinking about fighting at all at this time, but was reflecting on his previous unwiseness and still thinking about how to deceive the enemy next time.