Trentheim’s apprentice wizards have trained thousands of times in today’s battles, but they don’t even understand what it brings. It only shocks everyone when they bloom.
Both sides have entered the final distance of 150 yards.
Aouinian began to sound the trumpet, White Lion Guards began to accelerate, but still systematic, the NCOs riding on the horse also got off the horse, joined the one’s own queue, held up the sword, and used the command command one’s own to prepare for the charge. At this moment, Brando’s eyes flashed, he swept through Madara’s long array, and the bones were scattered. It was from the Emperor’s Chosen group of the Sea of Dead Moon, name is not in vain.
When the two sides approached a hundred yards away, Lich of Sir Viskag began to be a spider Swordsman bless spell, they were very suffocating, or rather their Commander was very calm – because undead itself was There is no sinking and not sinking.
“The speed is faster than you think,” Sir Viskag said to his men: “This army is weird.”
White Lion Guards The eccentric lion shoulders have already been reflected in their vision. Under the spless of the spell, this average level is only the speed of the Black Iron Peak’s Trentheim infantry, which is close to the speed of the light cavalry. Viskag suddenly grinds his teeth and realizes that this army may not be the infantry of the defense name at all, but like his spider Swordsman, it is an out-and-out infantry for offense.
“What are they like?” he asked back.
“It’s a bit like the legendary White Lion Legion.” A Black Knight with a muffled voice replied.
“No, no.” Sir Viskag shook his head. “No.”
It’s a pity that it doesn’t have a shooter underneath, or you can try it out. But it doesn’t matter, it comes from the Emperor’s Chosen group of the Sea of Dead Moon, the army selected by the Supreme Emperor’s Majesty, equipped with the entire Madara’s most elite undead soldiers and Commander, no matter who they are, there is only one in the end, that It is being crushed. She gestured, letting Black Knight hit the flag and pass the information to Lich in the army, making the whole formation more open. The open terrain on the river bank is good for them because they have a stronger force.
It was at this time that a flash of light flashed in the rain curtain ahead.
coming.
Sir Viskag thought of it.
When Earl Jacques saw hundreds of golden lines across the rain on the top of the mountain, the hot flames were like molten steel, intertwined with each other, then disappeared, flashed again, one after the other, beautiful like a winter piano. The fireworks on the ceremonies. Everyone was surprised to say almost nothing. “Magician!” I don’t know who screamed, “Trentheim people are so much Magician!” Lord Count turned back to see other people, Viero’s nobles look at each other in dismay.
How can they use Magician like this? Is the Count of Tonigel a nouveau riche? ?
Everyone thinks this way.
The Fireball fell on the river bank like a raindrop, causing it to be beyond everyone’s imagination. The soft soil on the river bank was injected into Life, and it survived, and the pieces swayed and were picked up.曰 General scenes. Even the White Lion Guards one’s own NCO was almost scared by the scene. The horrible explosion plowed the first line of Sir Viskag, where the Swordsman was scattered and now it was zero. Dispersed, after a round of fire, a sieve-like position appeared in front of White Lion Guards.
At this moment, Freya seemed to flash a flash of lightning and realized what it was.
Sir Viskag is also aware of the problem.
This round of Magic strike did not destroy his army. In fact, the impact was very limited. Although there were casualties, this casualty was negligible compared to the consumption of the other wizard mana. The problem is that after the spell, there is a White Lion Legion in front. It was originally thought that it was just an infantry. It was impossible to enter the position so quickly, but the speed of the other party was faster than expected. That is not an infantry at all.
That is the damn cavalry that does not need to ride horses!
That is the real White Lion Infantry in history!
“Fast!” Sir Viskag screamed suddenly: “Let the back row go up, don’t let them cut into the front line so quickly! Don’t let them run!”
But it was this time that the second round of Magic hits as scheduled.
Brando’s eyes fell on Ciel, and Ciel indulged for a moment and issued an attack command. Among the stunned eyes of everyone, the wizard’s spell stretched forward and landed on the ground between the first and second lines of the spider Swordsman. And there, it is almost nothing but an open space. The Viero people behind Earl Jacques are almost scared. “How are the Trentheim people attacking the open space, are they crazy, the manzar of the wizards don’t want money?”
Linz Count suddenly stopped his mouth, because he saw countless Undead Horror suddenly flew from the shadow of Bloodcane and headed straight to the west of the river bank. The monsters almost covered the sky and fell out of the nest.
“Bloodcane is aware of the problem,” Earl Jacques looked at the scene and replied dryly: “The two groups in the south are going to die.”
“what?”
A loud whistle sounded at the moment on the river bank.
Magic’s effect is far from over, but Freya has lifted the long sword and simply reached her first command in the war: “Assault!”
… (to be continued.)
“charge!”
The long sword that rises in the rain, the mist that rises, is like an arc of silver light. Freya’s high-rise Lion Heart Holy Sword, silhouette standing proudly in the rain, White Lion’s NCOs have been look towards towards her, and in the process of advancing the long sword, the water mist filled the snowy sword edge, suddenly rising There was a cold forest; the Phalanx Formation began to flow, and everyone’s pace was getting faster and bigger, and finally it was almost mad. From time to time, some people were ahead and overtaken. In the front row of White Lion Infantry, the silver-grey armor is connected to each other, looking far away, like a line shining in the rain.
This line is constantly changing and moving forward in change.
The White Lion Guards finally broke out with horror, and the lion’s special surname was fully displayed in front of everyone on the battlefield. Another Commander Mogjin of Madara’s two undead Swordsman groups looked inexplicably. This scene is like seeing a silvery torrent flowing down from the forest border. At that moment, I thought of the scene when the White Wing Cavalry Regiment launched the charge, but the scene was far less than the shock of seeing this scene in the rain. What kind of infantry is this?
Fire flashes, a fireball blasted away not far away, the flying mud almost splashed it, but Mogjin did not seem to notice.
Undead is the best army in the world. After the blast and the flames faded, the first-line spider Swordsman still holds the long sword and stands indifferently in the position he should have. The evacuated formations were long gone, as if they were scattered sand on the ground. The staggered flame tails began to sweep over their heads, and behind them exploded the fire net. Behind them, Sir Viskag was exhausted. Let the reserve team go up, but it is not that its order is not strong enough, nor is the lack of courage of Undeads. The spider Swordsman is rushing into the ruined fire, and the Fireball falls on them, behind them, then blasts, These cockroaches were fried and broken, and the heat even melted the armor on them. The flowing metal poured into the ground and Cooldown in the rain, forming a piece of dark metal cake.
Only a few lucky spiders, Swordsman, can break through the fire net and enter the front line. Aouinian’s wizards cunning the firepower, repeatedly hammering the area in the center of the battlefield, making the Madara’s wings gradually full, but there is always a weak link in the center of the position. Sir Viskag finally looked at this scene with desperation. He never played such a war. At this moment, his heart is helpless like a weak little girl. It knows that Aouinian wants What are you doing but not Know how to stop it.