After the Imperial Wizards joined the battle, parabolic fireballs appeared in the sky, falling into the Kislev coalition forces like meteors and fire showers.
The surrounding air was heated, and fireballs mixed with soil and gravel fell to the ground, blowing up dust into the sky. At the same time, the air waves generated by the high temperature blew up the surrounding soldiers, and scattered the charred corpses from the sky...
The front row is a fight with cold weapons with loud shouts of killing, and the back row is a spell duel with arrows flying everywhere. There has never been a battle as brutal as this moment.
The dwarf butcher was already crowded with enemy soldiers, and there was no room to even swing his axe. He could only stun the enemies in front of him with his fists, pick up the enemy's shields as weapons, and hit the surrounding soldiers hard. For the first time, Rhodes
Seeing that my teammate was beaten to a bloody head, although there are not too strong opponents around, the number is a disadvantage, the number of enemies is almost twice that of my own camp. The advantage of the Blood Hand Mercenary Group is the infantry, which is powerful
Imperial mercenaries continue to squeeze the Kislev coalition's front.
If it weren't for Katarina's death order and supervising team, the front might have collapsed by now.
There are already dozens of mercenaries who have fallen under the mithril battle axe. However, for the huge legion, this damage is far from insignificant.
"Fight to the end..."
"No, too many! There are just too many of them!"
"We can't stand it anymore!"
On the front line, various screams continued to sound. Dean, the young lord of the Iron Ring Castle, hid behind the shield wall of the soldiers as expected, shivering, crying for his father and mother, his gorgeous armor was stained with
There were a lot of blood stains, and most of the blood stains were from the Iron Ring Fort soldiers who shed their blood to protect him. On Varel's side, the red-eyed Blood Hand mercenaries were besieged and killed.
The soldiers of Heidelberg continued to fall. Rhodes shouted, calling Ursock to charge into the battle with him. The Thunder Ax cut a bloody path through the crowd again and again, and was overwhelmed again and again. Every time a mercenary was killed,
Soldiers, then two or even three reserve soldiers came forward.
Rhodes slaughtered tirelessly, and he swept across with his axe. A mercenary soldier's waist was torn open, and blood and intestines were flowing out. Rhodes kicked him away, withdrew the axe, and struck the other with another heavy blow.
A mercenary fell to the ground, blood spurting out from his dented helmet.
The white bear Ursock roared and pounced on the mercenary warriors, biting their heads into pieces, removing their arms and thighs, and smashing their armor with huge bear paws. However, victory on the local battlefield was not enough to reverse the overall situation.
In the field, Rhodes's warriors were too few. They could fight one against ten, but the enemy was a hundred times their number.
Even the Norscan Raider infantry, who are capable of fighting, can only hold on to their positions. There are noisy sounds of fighting in their ears, and the air is filled with a strong smell of blood, as if the whole world is shrouded in blood mist.
"Bogul, Yeskovic, Celta, follow me and rush over! Varel can't hold on any longer!"
On the bloody battlefield, Rhodes shouted wildly.
Several comrades who shared life and death together with a dozen Norscan warriors, led by Rhodes, tried to tear apart the enemy's front line again and again. However, just when everyone was about to open a bloody road to support Varel. Heidelberg's
The defense collapsed...
A battle mage from the Blood Hand Mercenary Group accidentally made a mistake while casting a spell and detonated himself. The flames instantly splashed out like lava, smashing a hole in the crowd and igniting at least two dozen soldiers. High temperature
Melting the armor, the body inside the armor instantly turned into ashes and flowed away. After the thick smoke billowed, a piece of burnt black soil appeared on the ground...
Three bloodthirsty ogre mercenaries took this opportunity to wave their sledgehammers and rushed into the defense line formed by Heidelberg soldiers. The guards around Varrel were knocked into the air one by one, and some were directly hit.
Lying on the ground, hammered into pieces...the ogre stepped over their flat bodies and grabbed the fat lord who was hiding behind the soldiers.
Rhodes's eyes widened, but he was unable to save him even though he was so close. The thunder battle ax was thrown from his hand and hit the ogre with great force, but the bloodthirsty ogre mercenary still got there first.
In one step, he smashed Varrel's head with a war hammer...
The next second, the battle ax penetrated the body of the ogre mercenary, but Caroline's father, Lord Varrel, died on the spot. He slipped from the ogre mercenary's hand like a dead fish and fell.
When he fell to the ground, his head had been smashed and his identity was beyond recognition... except for the right hand with the gold ring on it, his identity could still be vaguely identified.
With screams everywhere, Rhodes killed the other two ogres. But he could no longer save his old neighbor...
The Frost Witch let out an angry howl, and the river froze under her scream...
Finally, from behind the battlefield, the horn of winter sounded...
The Kislev Cavalry Regiment began to charge.
When the Blood Hand Mercenary Group played all its trump cards, Catalina began to implement her large-scale outflanking tactic. The hussars rushed out from the rear of the battlefield with neat steps. The horses neighed and the earth trembled!
However, unexpectedly, the largest cavalry charge was not launched from the mountain and forest highland side, but from the river side. The Rinske River quickly froze under the collective spell of the Frost Witch, and the rapid river was blocked.
Covered by a thick layer of ice, at the same time, the Queen of Kislev, Katerina, drove an ice and snow chariot and led two thousand kingdom heavy cavalry to launch a wild charge against the Blood Hand mercenary group from the flank.
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The mercenary soldiers from the empire had no idea that the Snow Queen would make such a move. They thought that the fast-flowing Leinsk River was their natural barrier, so they did not arrange cavalry protection here before the war started. At this moment, the Snow Queen personally went into battle,
Leading the kingdom's most elite heavy cavalry unit, he launched a charge from the river, instantly causing panic among the mercenary crowd.
At this moment, Master, the commander-in-chief of the mercenary group, did not even know what was happening on the flanks. After the battle began on the frontal battlefield, this dedicated mercenary leader rushed to the front line and fought side by side with his soldiers. There was no cavalry.
He had no way of knowing what happened on the flank. And Catalina didn't give him a chance to know. The ice and snow chariot carried the Queen all the way, and at the same time, the most powerful frost mage in the old continent began to cast spells.
Infinite bright light gathered on Catalina's staff, as if all the frost power in the world was sucked into it. The ancient and powerful spell was chanted from the queen's mouth. The next second, the world changed color and became powerful.
The ice storm was like a roaring giant beast, sweeping across the entire battlefield. On the way to Katarina's charge, the blizzard fell suddenly, like a wall of ice, pounced on the unprepared Erengrad mercenaries...