As soon as the words fell, the three black-robed people on the opposite side took the lead in moving, but they did not attack the four people, but dodged and fled.

In the blink of an eye, the three of them teleported to a hundred meters away, and then fled in different directions, leaving the last two words: "If you get lucky, let's go back to the old place." ”

Obviously, the three of them are not capable of dealing with four epic warriors at the same time, and they don't even have the confidence to escape.

Ray Dawang and Rawson spoke almost at the same time: "Chase!"

With that, the two chased after the two black-robed men.

Vivien and Duke Edmund looked at each other, then chased after the black-robed man fleeing northeast.

The scene in front of them made everyone stunned, they thought that the seven epic warriors would break out into a battle for the ages, but what they were waiting for was such a result.

It's like when you prepare a candlelit dinner for your girlfriend, and the other person eats it and tells you that your aunt is here today.

Everyone was stunned, and a person suddenly fell from the sky, and when they looked at it, it was Arka who had just returned from riding a griffin.

He went to inform Vivien that a demon had appeared, and before he left, he went two hundred kilometers away to ask Duke Edmund for help, but he hurried back.

Even so, he arrived more than half an hour later than the other party.

After Arka landed, he saw that everyone was stunned, and urged sharply: "What are you doing all cold?

After this reminder, everyone suddenly raised their weapons and killed the black-robed man opposite.

Epic warriors can fly in the air, but legendary warriors cannot, and great magicians can use magic to fly, but under this heavy surrounding, it is estimated that they will be shot into hedgehogs just after taking off.

So the demon slaves who had no way to retreat began to resist desperately, even if they couldn't escape today, it was still okay to pull a few cushions.

Suddenly, the sound of shouting and killing was endless.

The defenders of Ignaz did not move, they were still immersed in shock and somewhat overwhelmed.

In order to verify the truth of Vivien's words, some soldiers had the audacity to lift the cloak of the dead black-robed man, and what caught his eye was a black mask, and after taking off the mask, he revealed an extremely ordinary face.

However, the soldier was so frightened that he even retreated

step, shouted in a poor voice, "He...... He ......"

The soldier didn't say anything for a long time, and someone couldn't wait to take a second look, and exclaimed in a low voice: "Garcia? How is this possible? Didn't he die of illness half a month ago? And I personally took my brothers to bury him!"

The resurrection of the dead is not uncommon in this world, but it is often associated with evil necromancers.

Most of the defenders had vaguely believed what Vivien said, and the lord might really be in cahoots with the demons, if not demons, but certainly some kind of evil existence.

Middleton, who was already suspicious of the lord, opened his mouth and scolded: "I'll just say that the lord has been a little abnormal recently, and it turns out that he is colluding with the demon. ”

Since even the lord's most trusted personal guard said so, I'm afraid that things won't be fake.

Middleton raised his sword and shouted, "Brothers of Ignaz City, our blood must not be shed in vain, kill these evil fellows, and let us go to the lord to ask for clarification." ”

Until now, he still didn't believe that the lord would collude with the demons, maybe he was threatened or bewitched.

As soon as these words were spoken, the defenders of Ignaz City also joined in the siege of the black-robed men.

However, what made everyone feel tricky was that the strength of the black-robed people was not weak, there were nine people at the legendary level alone, dozens of Douqi martial artists and magicians, and most of the other strengths were at the top-level martial artist level.

And this is only the number of the western city walls, and the other two city walls also have many powerful black-robed people participating in the battle.

What's more, the rest of the region is unaware of what is happening here, and the defenders are still stubbornly fighting, and the casualties are increasing by the hour.

Cleaver gripped the reins and watched the scorching battle in the city, and both he and the horse under his crotch were already a little overwhelmed and wanted to rush out.

But he knew that now was not the time.

In the past, he could be unscrupulous, because at that time his opponents were just ordinary people, and news had just come from the western suburbs that there were demon slaves in the city, and their strength was very strong, and there were nearly twenty people in the Legend Realm alone.

If ordinary people want to deal with the powerhouses of the Legendary Realm, they can only pile up human lives, maybe hundreds, maybe thousands.

He can not value his own life, but he can't care less about the lives of his subordinates, everyone here has a wife, children,

Parents, they are still waiting for their husbands, fathers, and sons to come home.

Watching the wounded continue to be carried from the front line to the camp for treatment, and listening to the casualties reported by his subordinates, Cliffor's heart was about to break.

His knights gasped and asked loudly, "Your Excellency, Legion Commander, when are we going to join the battle?"

Cliffor shook his head and raised his hand to stop the eager cavalry regiment members: "It's not time yet. ”

The knights kept moving their bodies on the horseback, and some of them rolled off their horses to let the horses rest, and anyway, they made all kinds of small movements, showing their inner restlessness and restlessness.

Cliffor looked at these young knights, and suddenly thought of himself at the beginning, the same spirit, the same fearlessness.

As I don't know how to slam the door for the hundredth time, the gate made of pure steel suddenly cracked a few inconspicuous cracks.

As the saying goes, it is easy to break and it will hurt if it is just over, and the appearance of these gaps means that the door will collapse in a short time.

The siege soldiers looked overjoyed, and the speed of pushing the battering ram increased a few points again.

As the number of impacts increased, the cracks grew larger, and the besieging soldiers could even see through the cracks the terrified faces of the defenders inside the gates.

If the gates were breached, the cavalry would be able to pour into the city quickly, and the fierce street battles would begin, and the whole city of Ignaz would be destroyed.

I don't know who shouted: "Pour the oil quickly, don't let them attack." ”

When the defenders on the city wall heard this, they immediately lifted the large wooden barrel filled with fire oil and threw it down, the barrel containing the fire oil was very fragile, and if it fell from such a height, it would be shattered, and if the rocket was fired, the city gate would be in flames.

Although the siege team had been prepared, they could not completely avoid the attack of the oil barrels.

Fortunately, Lei Ye ordered people to prepare sandbags in advance, which were filled with wet sand, which could quickly extinguish the flames on the ground and on the soldiers.

This is the first time the defenders have used oil drums, and the sand on the ground is half a meter high, and it is left over from the soldiers who have been cleaning it up.

Seeing that the burning ground was quickly extinguished, and only six or seven soldiers were injured, the black-robed man in charge of holding the southern city let out a disdainful taunt: "What a bunch of useless waste. ”

As soon as he finished speaking, an indifferent voice came from next to him: "Are you talking about yourself?"