At this moment, everyone present was glad that this Prince Cormier's 'life was hard'...

If this Highness Altais is really allowed to die under the wheel, I am afraid that the biggest diplomatic accident since the establishment of Zeellandia and the establishment of Cormier in the millennium will be caused by this.

Even the Leviathan, whose heart is the core of energy, can't help but admire, and the protection resources that Cormier has invested in this prince are really powerful.

At the 740 km/h furious speed that broke out in the previous instant, even the Barlow Flame Demon would have been knocked out of the stomach bleeding or something, and this Prince Cormier, who was pushed into the wheel head-on, actually didn't have a except for a wheel fold mark on his face...

However, due to the urgency of the military situation, and in order to alleviate everyone's embarrassment, Prince Altais waved away the mage Susar, who was about to pounce on him to support him, and the purple dragon guards who were almost scared out of heart disease and staggered to their feet.

He wiped the wheel folds on his face with the silk scarf he carried, as if nothing like this had happened, and shook hands with Kik, who was still not relieved by Yi Lewen and said:

"I am Altais, the commander of the garrison of Cormier's current city of Tivanton, and first of all thank you for the precious time you have bought for the refugees, for Tifanton, and for Cormier. ”

Ilevin glanced approvingly at the commander of the garrison, who was called 'Your Highness' by all, and said:

"The military situation is urgent, go to the city to assist in the defense first, and talk while walking. ”

"Good!"

Altais didn't have the slightest pretense of being a prince, and immediately hurried down the spiral staircase to the city side by side with the strange-looking 'Elven Ranger'.

Cormier's purple dragon guards were about to keep up with them when they heard a sudden twisted groan of metal from the side, several gears and broken parts splattered out, and a wheel rolled over.

Then, under their gaze of disbelief, the Zelandia steam locomotive had transformed into a shield dwarf carrying a long-handled warhammer.

He staggered to the crowd, hung the deformed wheel of the car behind his back, and followed with a curse in his mouth:

"I can't make sense! Why did I design such a backward form?

"I'd rather have another construct variant and swap my hands for two Sabot Trap Launchers.

"Ah, my head must have been Watt!"

The Sylvaras sisters glanced at Ellenie beside them, but the latter shrugged her shoulders as well, indicating that she couldn't understand what the other was saying...

I wondered if it was because I and Levi had been separated for too long, which caused a logical gap in thinking?

Not... When this battle is over, you must rely on Mr. Long's side and make up for Zeellandia's anecdotes.

But as he ascended to the top of the city, after seeing the demon army pressing in the distance, the joy of charging away from Levi was quickly suppressed by the urgency of the battle, and only tension and solemnity remained.

Under the devastating blow of Leviathan and Kik's earlier, the demons in the pass were cleared of a large gap, which greatly reduced the pressure on the city's defenses when the demon army first came into contact.

But just for a while, more demons in the distance were flooding from the Comanso Forest, and even the walls under their feet could be faintly felt that they were beginning to tremble.

As the tremors grew louder and louder, the wriggling black tide of demons slowly approached the city of Tifanton.

For the first time, the human beings on the surface of the earth were fortunate enough to witness the attack of the demons on the battlefield of the bloody battle on the main material plane.

At the forefront of them are basically the weaker primordial demons, deformed demons, and quasai demons, and some cowardly demons who are trying to escape from this place.

If placed on the battlefield of bloody warfare, these little demons are just cannon fodder used to consume the devil's large-scale strike methods and physical strength, and at the same time, the corpse can also relieve the devouring desire of the demon itself.

But even such a cannon fodder legion, which seemed to be 'weak' among the demons, brought unprecedented visual impact and psychological pressure to the Cormier defenders, no less than the shock of facing hundreds of thousands of troops.

What's more, after these cannon fodder, it is the main force of the demon army:

Demon hunting spiders leaping from the mountains on both sides, Flo Demons attacking from the sky like vultures, four-armed boning demons, and berserk demons with toad faces that stand out among the demons because of their majestic size.

These existences, which can cause great damage even if they appear due to the summoning of the Dark Believer, are all existences that can only be solved by the joint efforts of middle and high-level professionals, but at this moment, they appear in groups.

So when Altaïs saw this scene, he realized how naïve and ridiculous his previous ambitions were.

Not to mention that at this moment, Tifanton City only has 6,000 regular garrisons and the 800 Purple Dragon Guards he carries, even if the 60,000 troops in the entire northern territory are mobilized here, they may not be able to hold it for long.

Yes... Under such an offensive, it was only a matter of time before the city was broken.

How similar this is to a scene in a dream...

Just when Altais was in a trance, Ilevin said loudly:

"I need to know your original battle plan!"

Altais's heart perked up, and he hurriedly said truthfully:

"I have asked the griffin knights to fly to the royal capital with a letter asking for help, and at that time, our Cormier Kingdom will definitely come to the aid of the whole country, but because the war in the south is tight, the estimated strength is only about 60,000. ”

"How long will it take?"

Altais was full of sorrow: "The rapid march from the port of Arabe to this point, the fastest of which is the 10,000 Purple Dragoon Regiment will not arrive until noon tomorrow! The infantry regiment will take two days, I'm afraid..."

Sure enough, I saw Ilevin shake his head, and directly said the possibility that he was most worried and feared in his heart:

"It's too late, this city won't last that long.

"In the wilderness, the cavalry regiment is charging against the demons... It is tantamount to sending to death. ”

Just as Altais's face turned pale, Ilevin was heard to continue:

"Have the Griffin Knight send another urgent letter, have the Arabe garrison abandon the port of the Inner Lake, and all northern reinforcements will assemble in the Stormhorn Mountains to build fortifications and prepare for the influx of refugees. ”

When everyone, including Altais and Erlene, showed their doubts, the mage Susar on the side seemed to suddenly remember something, clapped his hands and said:

"The demon is 'afraid of water', with the natural barrier between the Ashaba River and the inner lake, the safety of the royal capital is still safe for the time being, but at that time, the tide of demons will inevitably go around the Storm Horn Mountain Range! ”

It is not true that demons are afraid of water, but because the great rivers and lakes in the lower planes are often formed by the River Styx, and the nature of the water of the River Styx is that it will constantly erode the souls of living beings, so that their memories are constantly washed away and forgotten.

So even demons have an instinctive fear of the River Styx, so much so that they don't wade into rivers or lakes unless they have to.

But then his face turned pale:

"But if there are no reinforcements... What are we going to do?"

Ilevin looked at the Demon Tide below the city:

"Hold out until dawn, there will be reinforcements. ”

Altais naturally believes that this 'elven warrior' will not be untargeted, but...

He smiled wryly: "But we alone have less than seven thousand defenders, even if the militia is mobilized... I'm afraid I won't be able to hold on for even an hour. ”

And this time, before Ilevyn could speak, Sylvaras on the side stepped out of the crowd and pulled out his scimitar:

"It seems that His Highness Altais is not very good at mathematics, how can we elves ever have the habit of sheltering behind humans!

"Wind Whisperer remnants!

The next moment, a battle cry was heard from inside the city:

"Life is worth fighting for!"

So under the shocked gaze of the Tivanton defenders, these elven rangers, who were supposed to be recuperating in the city and covered in blood, strode up the stairs from the stairs to the top of the city with neat steps.

In just a moment, the positions of those militias and peacocks were all filled, and with a bang, he pulled out the scimitar at his waist in unison, and looked at the incoming demon army without fear:

"For the glory of Mistrano's departed!"

At that moment, the originally panicked Tivanton defenders looked at the backs of this group of elven rangers, and their hearts were inexplicably settled, and they felt even more inexplicably ashamed.

It seems to recall what the ancestors mentioned...

A thousand years ago, humans and elves joined hands to make standing stones and oaths on the Moonsea Highway.

PS: It's a bit too much to deal with on Monday... Forgive me... I went to pinch the rice first~