The long sword mainly attacks, and the short sword blocks the secondary attack. The Death Walkers' attack is cold and full of power. Although it does not have an advantage in terms of size comparison, it is the essence of the saying. Only the elite among the demons can fight
They can survive two moves, but they will soon be defeated by their cooperation.
"Okay, that's enough here, just hold on for three minutes!"
After advancing a certain distance, Morris said loudly, and at the same time, the red light between his hands became brighter, and a small spinning red ball was born.
Ronan nodded and signaled his subordinates to change their formation, from knights holding shields to defending on the outside. Light cavalry holding pole weapons were responsible for assisting the defense, while he and the death walkers dealt with the difficult enemies.
It was easy for Ronan and his men to hold on for three minutes. Soon, three minutes passed. Morris raised the rotating sphere in his hand and shouted the last few spells loudly. Then the fiery red sphere slowly rose into the sky.
Then it exploded suddenly, turning into scattered flames, and then quickly transformed into fist-sized fireballs that continued to move towards the sacrifice pit.
Although these fireballs are not large in size, they are extremely solid and have amazing explosive power. When they hit the barrier, they explode quickly and make a loud noise.
Continuous fireballs attacked the barrier, and explosions came one after another. It was like the whole city setting off firecrackers during the festival in Ronan's previous life. It was deafening and made people's hearts beat like a big drum was being beaten continuously.
, bored to the point of panic.
After the fireball continued to attack for a minute, the barrier finally began to be unable to support it. A few cracks appeared, making a sound like broken glass. It was very crisp, and then the whole thing exploded, without the protection of the barrier.
The fireball shot directly into the sacrifice pit. The high temperature evaporated a lot of blood in an instant, and also blew up several mages nearby.
Seeing the barrier shattered, Morris suddenly clenched his palms into fists and controlled the scattered flames in the sky to gather together again, condensing the last magic power into a fireball the size of a human head, and then slowly and firmly flew towards
Direction of the sacrifice pit.
As the fireball landed, a burst of white light suddenly emitted, dazzling the eyes of many people who had no time to react. Then there was a sharp explosion that caused the air to roar, flames soared into the sky, bringing out a burst of black smoke, and the ground shook violently.
For a moment.
Morris's blow was as powerful as the missiles Ronan had seen in his previous life. It even caused a small mushroom cloud. Looking over, there was only a big pit left, where the corpses were used as sacrifices.
, all the demon mages and soldiers disappeared.
"That's fine, dust will return to dust, rest in peace!"
Ronan prayed for the dead residents in his heart, and then ordered his men to mount their horses and start rushing back. Above the sky, Alzac, who had lost the support of his magic power, let out an unwilling roar and turned into black smoke.
Dissipated, allowing the somewhat embarrassed Dolma to free up his hands.
With Zhuoma's help, Ronan was not in a hurry to leave. Instead, he led his men to stir up trouble behind the enemy's rear, making it difficult for them to live in peace.
"Pooh!"
Minos wiped the corner of his mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood. Just now, he was hit hard by Ocide in exchange for injury. Although Ocide's arm was cut off, it was obviously inappropriate, because Ocide
West Germany directly picked up the severed arm from the ground and put it on the arm. The flesh and blood were immediately joined together.
"Those trash!"
Minos looked to the sky and found that the projection of Arzac had disappeared. He knew that the sacrifice pit must have been destroyed, which meant that the rear was attacked and broken. Minos cursed those guys defending the rear in his heart.
Too useless, he retreated quickly, waved to the soldiers behind him, and then evacuated without looking back. Oshid wanted to pursue but was stopped by Ezran.
"Rodrit and Dolma's attack was successful. They are about to withdraw. There is no need to pursue them!"
Sure enough, as Ezran said, the demon army quickly decided to withdraw after being disrupted by Zhuoma and Ronan in the rear, although the battle on the front line was still inextricable.
The demons withdrew. Except for Zhuoma who chased and sprayed a few breaths of dragon's breath, the other troops did not pursue. Don't chase if you are desperate. After all, you don't know if there is an ambush behind the demons, and there is no need to pursue. The demons still have fighting strength.
It is very strong, but you may not be able to win the pursuit, and you may have to pay more casualties. It is better to fight steadily according to the original plan.
On the battlefield, the wails of wounded soldiers were everywhere. Although the battlefields in other areas were relatively stable, the battlefields on the front line were still quite fierce. The battle threat from the fearless demon group was still great, and there were many troops.
They all suffered devastating casualties, and basically their establishment was no longer there.
The soldiers from the rear who had not experienced a battle came to the center of the battlefield, gathered the bodies of friendly soldiers that had not been taken away by the demons, and the demon soldiers who were not dead after the last blow dragged the soldiers who were still breathing out from the pile of dead people. It really looked like this.
If you can't save someone, just give him a break so that he won't be in pain anymore.
The place where the battle was most intense was indeed littered with corpses. There was no place for the soldiers to stay. As far as the eye could see, there were corpses from both sides. It took most of the day just to sort the corpses and let all countries claim them.
The coalition forces burned the fallen soldiers all night long and buried the ashes on the spot, and then continued to move forward. After all, even if they were tired, everyone did not want so many people to die here. The smell of blood and corpses would make them unable to eat.
A place to camp and rest.
In fact, neither Jaslo nor Slovakia originally had the custom of cremation. However, after Ronan confirmed that the demons used human corpses as blood sacrifices and took away the corpses of fallen Allied soldiers for this purpose, the Allies
It was decided that the corpses could not be buried directly. After all, after they left, it was entirely possible that the crazy demons would send those monsters to dig them out, and there was nothing they could do to stop them. After all, they couldn't leave troops to watch the graves, right?
"Lord Minos, our defeat this time was mainly due to the lack of high-end combat power. We can't deal with that dragon!"
Behind Minos, the demon mage quietly appeared and said. Minos did not look back, but said directly:
"Just say whatever you want to say!"
"That's it, Lord Minos, I think we should use part of the sacrifices first, postpone the arrival of Lord Xueman for the time being, and prioritize summoning some strong men to help us win? As long as we defeat their coalition forces
, there will be no obstacles to our follow-up!”
The demon mage suggested while looking at Minos cautiously. After all, Minos was Xueman's adjutant and his die-hard loyalist.