"What are you looking at!" Standing on the city wall, watching countless knights rushing into the demon's phalanx, blood splattered everywhere and heads rolled. Grecken's officer shouted loudly to his men:
"Reinforce the walls! We have no time to waste!"
"It was those cavalry who helped us buy time to re-establish our defense line! Gentlemen! Fight to the end! Don't take a step back!" On the other side, another officer was also reminding his men loudly.
The Griken soldiers who had just stepped onto the city's head looked at the sharp claw marks on the incomplete crenellations at the city's head, and at the knights who were about to be submerged in the sea of demons in the distance, and they didn't know what it was like.
"The magic catapult is ready! It can be launched at any time." On the Grecken position not far from the Wolan Pass, an officer loudly reported the weapon preparation status to his commander.
Dozens of officers standing on the high ground not far away were holding their long swords and looking at the smoke-filled pass wall, anxious.
"Launch immediately!" The commander who had been standing on a high place, watching the bloody battle of the soldiers on the position, finally spoke: "Project all the magic energy ammunition you can find into the demon's army formation! Defeat them!
"
"The devil will not retreat on its own initiative! General!" The fat female magician in a robe reminded in her unpleasant voice: "Please let me go to the front line to help defeat the devil's troops!"
"The other side is waiting for you!" The leading general shook his head, obviously unwilling to expose his side's high-end combat power.
Of course he also knows that the demon generals have not been dispatched for a long time, and they are also waiting for a perfect opportunity to enter. Once they find Greken's senior magician, they will definitely attack them in groups and eliminate the precious Greken
The magician's.
"I can't bear to watch these demons massacre our soldiers. I would rather die fighting here with them!" the chubby female magician said angrily.
At this time, the old magician standing next to her spoke: "My child, you are still young. Let me, an old man, do this kind of thing today."
"You old guy... do you still want to fight for something like this?" The woman frowned, looked at the hunched old man, and said reluctantly: "You old man, you'd better save it at the last moment!"
"I am getting old, so of course I will leave my last chance to you young people." The old man said as he took a step forward. The magic wand in his hand was not as exquisite as Ronsardele's, but it was
It can also be seen that it is not ordinary.
"I have experienced too many battles like this. I have always been fighting, watching my son die in battle like this, watching my grandson die in battle like this, and finally watching many little guys like you die...
..." He was chattering as he walked, as if he was recalling his life.
Halfway through, he stopped, turned his head and looked at the fat woman: "Say goodbye to Vivian for me... She has been living in Ella Hill for more than a year, and I can't hear her nagging.
Nao, I still feel like I miss it very much.”
The old man's speech was no longer very clear, and he referred to Elan Hill as Ella Hill. However, his mouth with a missing tooth was smiling, which made people feel that the farewell in front of them was full of excitement.
It feels a bit funny.
"If you come back, I will introduce you to the old woman from my neighbor's house." After the woman said this, she finally couldn't help but shed tears: "If you can't come back, I will be here to avenge you!
"
"Silly girl..." The old man chuckled and raised his body. At this moment, he was no longer the old bad old man, but transformed into a great magician who held the world in his hands.
"xiahaladu...maouxika..." chanting a spell, a dazzling magic circle gathered above the old man's head, shining in the sky covered by dark clouds, as dazzling as the moonlight in the dark night.
He flew towards the city wall at Wolan's mouth, using huge magic spells one after another while flying. Those fireball spells and ice cone spells fell into the square formation of the demon troops, and countless demons were shattered under the attack of these magics.
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On the low parapet position, the things thrown by the demon trebuchet rolled down at the feet of humans. They were the mutilated corpses of giant horse knights.
The heads and arms thrown by the catapult hit the thick shields of human soldiers, and seemed to hit everyone's heart.
The demon archers tirelessly started a new round of projectiles. Grecken's soldiers spliced their shields together and held them above their heads. They listened to the bows and arrows hitting the shields, making a pleasant sound, like the beating of raindrops.
A sound like the eaves.
Along with these sounds, the demon's huge horn echoed again, and the two-meter-tall demon warriors continued to move forward. They were also equipped with huge shields and carried long swords as thick as maces in their hands.
"Roar! Roar!" These are clearly the phalanx of the main demon troops at a glance. The demon soldiers will let out a low roar every time they take a step forward. With their roar, these demons are getting closer and closer to the human pass defense line.
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And just as these demons roared forward, in the distant sky, B-25 bombers, one next to the other, with Grecken's emblem painted on their wings, broke out of the clouds.
More than two dozen B-25 bombers stormed into the sky over the battlefield with great momentum, and then opened their bomb bays amid the demon's dense anti-air fireballs.
The aerial bomb hanging on the bomb pylon vibrated slightly in the airflow, and then after the bombardier pressed the bomb release switch, it detached from the pylon and fell to the ground.
A few seconds later, the roaring demon infantry were engulfed by huge explosions and roiling flames.
Before the huge explosion ended, the figure of the old magician passed over the city wall defense line. He waved the magic wand in his hand gently, and the churning flames seemed to have life, dividing into countless fireballs and crashing into the surrounding area.
Demon soldiers who survived.
In an instant, thousands of demon soldiers were engulfed in flames, and the remaining demon troops also stopped advancing, braved the fire of magic bullets, and reorganized their cumbersome formation.
After witnessing the killing speed of Elanthir, these demons appeared to be very calm in the face of Grecken's attack.
The wreckage of the crashed demonic floating city Borrunk is still lying there, and the bones of the demon prince Salushis who was hit in the face by a nuclear bomb are still cold. After seeing the horror of Elanthir, the demon's endurance seems to have increased.
A step.
Looking at the destructive human magicians in the sky from a distance, a demon general drew out the long sword from his waist, and the flesh wings behind him slowly unfolded.
Just when he was about to rush out and fight the human magician to the death, the arm of another demon general appeared in front of him: "Don't worry! Wait! Wait until the magician's magic power is almost exhausted, then you can kill him again.
!”
"Doing this isn't considered fighting, it's just hunting, right?" The blocked demon snorted dissatisfiedly, but returned the long sword in his hand to its scabbard.
Seeing that his companions had resisted the urge, the leading demon general waved his hand gently and ordered the messenger behind him: "Let the demon dragons move out! Clean up the sky! Those dragon knights are really annoying..."
"Roar!" Behind him, a huge black magic dragon looked up to the sky and roared, making a roar that shook the earth. Its huge flesh wings spread out against the wind, and suddenly covered a demon infantry phalanx.
At the same time, further away, the same demonic dragons were roaring, one after another, they flapped their wings and flew into the air, surrounded by hundreds of demonic bats.
Opposite these demonic dragons, there were only a dozen or so sparse knights of the Griken Dragon Knights who were still swooping and attacking on the battlefield.
Seeing those black dragons rising into the sky, the fleshy Grecken female magician wanted to step forward, but was also stopped.
The one who blocked her was the commander of the Battle of the Pass. He shook his head at the female magician and said: "Our combat goal is to delay time... If you all press forward together, the demons will press forward at the same time, and our defense
The time is shortened.”
"Then just watch helplessly?" The female magician looked excited, pointing at the old magician in the distance who had attracted countless demonic firepower: "Fill in the lives of each magician?"
"What can I do?" The commander also became excited and shouted sternly: "Aren't the soldiers filling in with their own lives? I will also fill in when necessary!" After he finished speaking, he took back his words.
arms and stood there silently.
On the city wall position at Wolan Pass, several soldiers covered in blood used their spears to pierce a demon who had just climbed up to the top of the city, and pushed the opponent off the top of the city.
But the demon's corpse didn't fall far before it fell on the corpses of other demons, and then rolled down the slope built with corpses.
The huge city wall that was originally tens of meters high has been mostly buried by the corpses of the demonic troops under the wall.
Now, the attacking demons can climb to the top of the city wall without much effort. And because of this, the pressure on the Griken magic warriors guarding the city has increased.
Behind these Greken soldiers, the battle flag symbolizing Greken is still flying in the air, representing that on this side of the city wall, the hope of human civilization still exists, and freedom still exists.
"Go! Bring victory back! Eliminate all humans here!" Half an hour later, looking at the unsightly flag on top of the human city in the distance, the demon commander waved his hand and signaled a few people.
A demon general can fully suppress it: "Don't let the source of magic down!"
"Yes!" A dozen demon generals came out together, spread their wings, and flew towards the lonely figure who was fighting the demon dragon——
Long Ling has always been updated once per alliance leader, but suddenly yesterday I saw that a reader actually rewarded Long Ling with a million. Long Ling's debts were already too much, and before they were repaid, another
New debt owed...
I can only add updates for the leader first, and then slowly make up for the debts little by little... I hope everyone likes this book, and I would like to thank readers again for "repeating matters". Thank you for your support of Dragon Spirit Knight, and thank you too.