One thousand seven hundred and eighty fifth chapter imperial city center
The five countries attacked simultaneously. The first one to capture the city gate fortress was Kasa, followed by Corizon, the Kingdom of the Undead.
The third wave is the combined army of Apollo and Aurelion.
This also set a record for the highest human death rate in the Battle of Ryros.
There were far more casualties than the northerners.
Madikos's heart was bleeding.
The casualties could not have been Apollo's elves. The elves either relied on summons to fight or relied on long-range shooting, and they also had a strong flying legion. The one who suffered the disaster could only be his legion.
It is difficult to make adjustments during a battle, and strategies are difficult to work in this type of legion combination battle.
The Black Dragon Clan is the unexpected factor.
He was calculated by Orang Marassa, and the opponent's combat opportunity was almost stuck to the point of accuracy.
The opponent is obviously just the Black Dragon King who relies on force to show off his violence.
Why did my brain suddenly light up?
Madikos couldn't figure it out.
This was an accident that shouldn't have happened.
The only ones who can rescue him are Apollo's flying legion and Casa's royal mage legion.
After waking up from his anger, Madikos already understood part of the reason.
Regardless of whether there is a problem with the magic bird's communication, or whether they stay on the sidelines, they, who are nominally allies, will inevitably have competition when they accept the fruits of victory in the end.
He looked in the direction of the imperial city in the center of Riros City with extremely unwilling eyes.
Personal strength and the strength of the army are the capital of this split, but his capital has begun to appear insufficient.
This is not a good sign, especially the death of the Dragon King's four heirs, which further reduces the deterrent capital.
Madikos had to start making dragon-blooded warriors.
The black dragon that once guarded Aurelius became their way to improve their strength, which has to be said to be an irony.
The military camp was roaring continuously, and many of the soldiers under his command became more powerful after receiving the infusion of the dragon's blood.
How to target the black dragon, how to dissect the black dragon, and squeeze out the last bit of value from the black dragon.
Madikos kept giving orders.
This made many people, even some elves who heard this knowledge for the first time, have a green light in their eyes.
"The Black Dragon Clan and Madikos are fighting to the death."
"The more intense they fight, the better."
"I really want to catch a black dragon. This can almost create dozens of powerful warriors."
"The black dragon armor is thick and fearless of magic, and the dragon scale shield is light and difficult to destroy..."
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There was an ear-splitting noise. Madikos straightened his clothes and began to issue military orders expressionlessly.
The resisting civilians in Relos City were directly killed, and the captured strong young people were directly shackled and joined the legion to replenish living water. The weak, old, women, and children were continuously expelled from the city and taken into slave camps.
Continuously reaping the fruits of victory, they are getting closer and closer to the center of Rylos City.
The armies of the five countries began to gather together, and the towering city-within-a-city in the center could be seen from a distance.
Kings, queens, princes, important ministers, high-level officials of the Holy See, and various important figures stood on the top of the imperial city.
Lien, dressed in pure white clothes, sat in the center.
In Xiannong, religious power was greater than imperial power, and Li En was the de facto supreme ruler.
You can also directly see their respective weights in the ranking order.
Crusaders, Knights, Angels, Marksmen...
This is where Shannon's most elite army is stationed. Madikos looked and he could even see the statue of the god on the top of the Cathedral of Light.
The city is not a good place for large-scale battles. Various tall buildings block the passages, and even if they are knocked down, they will become obstacles.
There was a passionate horn sound, and the gates of the imperial city were opened wide.
More than a thousand meters away, only ten cavalry were seen walking out side by side, and then more cavalry rushed out carrying stainless steel shields and large guns more than four meters long.
"It's the Imperial Iron Guard and the Order of the Guardian Knights."
"The former is the Knight of Seven Feathers, the latter is the Great Knight of Eight Feathers and Nine Feathers, and the Immortal."
"They still dare to take the initiative."
"Quickly dispel the magic on them."
"The passages of their imperial city are suitable for knights to charge. Who can stop the power of their knights' charge?"
"Their Crusaders have also begun to attack."
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The closer you get to the center of the imperial city, the more high-level combat forces you encounter.
"In such a narrow place, if the four giant dragons still exist and die directly under your city gate, they will destroy your cavalry."
Madikos snorted and ordered someone to push the newly captured Shanon people forward into the battle.
The best way to crack the cavalry army is to pile up some worthless human lives. When there are more and more corpses, the cavalry will no longer have the impact power.
And enough obstruction can also allow them to use magic, long-range shooting, flying strikes and other methods.
"Rush over, I've already seen Lien's hateful face."
Carrying the undead from all over the mountains and plains, Baron Fontakin urged the army to advance from time to time.
Every necromancer probably has a big dream, to directly attack the Holy See of Light and kill all these psychopaths who are opposed to death.
From then on, the necromancers were no longer oppressed.
Although it was not completed independently by his own country, Baron Von Tarkin felt that he could also record the great history of entering the undead.
"Go to the slave group."
"Let the Xianong people kill each other."
The choices of the various countries are not much different. Even if they pile up corpses, they must finish this war.
"I don't want to see blood. I will come back later to see His Majesty and His Highness show off their power," Xu Zhi said.
The cavalry regiment charged forward mercilessly, waving their big guns, and passively drove the slaves who came forward to die one after another.
For slaves, stepping back is like a knife, and moving forward means they can survive for a few more seconds.
They are all destined to die, and they have no choice as they are bound by anklets.
Countless people fell in a pool of blood, more than a thousand meters apart, but Xu Zhi could already see the blood flowing under his feet.
Countless blood gathered into a blood river, broken limbs and arms, and piles of piles of corpses began to pile up.
Countless mist of blood surged in the air, and the scenes of slaughter and the tangy smell of blood constantly stimulated everyone's senses, making people go crazy.
For every few meters of safe progress, countless lives are piling up.
Lien's heart was as cold as iron, and the people in other countries just squeezed out the last trace of use value from the items originally used by the Shanong people.
Caught in the middle, the lives of civilians are worthless.
Countless people are crying and howling, and countless people are going crazy.
Screams, fighting, blood, and conflicts filled this space.
Under the imperial city is like purgatory on earth.
"You were so happy last time at Riverview Castle..."
Before Mysterio could finish his words, he saw the green-skinned figure behind him disappear in a flash.
"You are suitable for watching quick swordsmen, and slow swordsmen kill people, haha." Mysterio looked at the imperial city in the distance, then sneered to himself and said: "That won't look good."
Mister Bama is still playing a psychological game.
The big explosion that Xu Zhi had been waiting for for a long time did not happen.
This made Xu Zhi return to the elemental world angrily.
After fussing around for a long time, Baron Von Tarkin was kind.
But we can no longer go to the side of the kind Baron von Tarkin.
The undead carried by this undead monarch made Mysterio obviously too afraid.
Mengge from the Northern Kingdom owes Mysterio a lot, while Apollo, represented by Ilutan, has no dispute with Casa.
The only targets Kasa wants to target are Orelius, who has penetrated into the mainland from the Thousand Islands Country, and the Kingdom of Corizon, which has grown out of control.
The former was harmed once by black dragons and is in a semi-disabled stage.
All that's left is to target Baron Von Tarkin.
Xu Zhi felt that there was a high probability that the blaster would be used on Baron Feng Takin.
Don't go if you don't have a good contract, and don't go if it's too dangerous.
Thinking of Agranel's wink to her and the fact that the black dragon clan did not appear on the final battlefield, Xu Zhi decided to choose this contractor.