The conversation between Siegel and Sigourney continues, at this time they have a common goal, a common enemy, and as a mother and a father, they feel the need to create an excellent environment for their children to grow up.

Whether it is the internal Gaume, or the external Attila, the Baltic, the North Sea and other forces, are the threats they need to cut off, although in the prophecy their children will become heroes, but if they can, as parents, they hope that their children can grow up smoothly and healthily, after all, no matter what time it is, heroes are accompanied by all kinds of hardships and tests.

Among the four forces in the Northland, there is no doubt that the strongest is the Baltic Empire, which has always been on the sidelines, followed by the Attila Empire, which has been waging war, the third is the Scandinavian Empire of Siegel, and finally the North Sea Pirate Kingdom of Francis Derrick.

The strong are watching the weak, if you want to destroy the situation, then it is a matter of course for the weak and the weak to unite and become the strong, and Siegel's messenger soon came to Francis Drake, this time the messenger was not Sigourney, but he was also the herald that Siegel trusted the most.

The herald never failed Siegel in his ability and loyalty, so Siegel also gave him great power to gain the attention of Francis Drake in his negotiations.

Unfortunately, it wasn't easy to meet Francis Drake, her pirates weren't easy to talk to, they didn't know what the big picture was, what was important, and they wouldn't let the herald go to their king, or their captain, if they couldn't get a bargaining chip that would satisfy them.

The communication between the Scandinavian Empire and the North Sea Pirate Empire was not so fast, but with Francis Drake's fiery personality, as long as it can be discussed, many things can be put in place and implemented immediately.

While the two weaker empires were once again in exchange, taking advantage of the war that swept all the forces in the Northland, changing the situation in the Northland, turning the strong into the weak and the weak into the strong, the fierce war was still going on outside the numbered walls.

Wyvern and wyvern, dragon and dragon, eagle and ptarmigian, similar figures are intertwined, and at this time they have given up using their talents, and instead use their teeth, claws, and wings to attack.

There are so many of them that they form a dark cloud that keeps changing shapes, and even the sun in the sky is blocked by this dark cloud at this moment, and a far-fetched smile is helplessly revealed.

On the ground, the flames were burning, countless creatures were reduced to ashes in the flames, and in this place, nothing could stop the terrible flames, the snow and ice on the ground turned into steam, the scattered rubble turned into flowing magma, and even the weapons made of metal were melted.

From time to time, you can see the Wyvern Thunderbird and the Giant Eagle falling from the sky, they turn into fireballs before they hit the ground, burning into a ball, and the heat and heat generated by these flames alone can burn everything around them.

This was already a forbidden area for the living, and the defensive magic of the walls that had not yet been completely destroyed was struggling to resist such flames, but from the flickering flashes of light, it could be concluded that it could not last long.

The people around them are fleeing, and the rolling heat wave swallows everything around them, even if they are only touched by this heat wave, the water in the body will gradually evaporate, and then the dry corpse that turns into a dry corpse will become the fuel for the next flame.

Even in the barracks outside, the prepared Atila army was still sweating profusely, and they couldn't help but wonder if this place had been eroded by the fire elemental plane.

In fact, it's no wonder that they have such suspicions, in such a sea of fire, the fire element is abnormally active, and you can already clearly see that some monsters composed of flames are active, those are all unnaturally formed, there is no intelligent fire element, as long as the sea of fire disappears, these fire elements will disappear.

At this moment, the violent and cold blizzard has little meaning, no matter how cold it is, under the erosion of such high temperatures, the heat has ruled the entire city wall, and those snowflakes have not yet fallen from the sky, they have turned into steaming heat in the air.

The Scandinavian spellcaster is reinforcing the wall with magic, constantly increasing the release of magic power, hoping to hold out until the moment the flames are extinguished with the defensive magic that was previously engraved on the wall.

However, this was all their fantasy, and cracks began to appear on the surface of the wall, which had been eroded by the high temperature, and the solid stone could not be maintained under the alternation of heat and cold.

Pieces of rubble fell like rain, and then the city wall began to disintegrate, like a mudslide, and the majestic city wall like a mountain slowly disintegrated into pieces in the stunned eyes of everyone.

Even the Atila army, who caused all this, stared wide-eyed and did not dare to make a sound, such a natural disaster-like scene was a miracle that could not be seen in a lifetime, or could only be looked up to until he died.

As the victims, the Scandinavians who were attacked, did not suffer too serious losses, and Gorm knew about the flaws of the wall early on, which is why, even when the jackals attacked the wall, he refused to use fish oil to burn the corpses below to stop the enemy.

The Scandinavians retreated from the city, and the moment the flames burned, they did their best to build a second line of defense using the materials around them, and with the help of the Treants and Giants, they used the boulders to make a city that still looked like it in a very short time.

Although the walls were not magically defended or fortified by arrowheads, they could stop the enemy's advance, take more of their lives, and reduce Scandinavian casualties.

Gorm was now standing at the top of the new wall, looking up at what was happening in front of him, the shattered foundation stone made the defensive magic begin to fail, and he could no longer resist the erosion of the hot flames, and the rubble and stones that fell on the ground turned into magma and slowly flowed.

The black smoke and white steam mixed together, filling the battlefield ahead, and even the most powerful giants could not survive in it for too long, and they would be burned by the steam and poisoned by the smoke.

"Attila!"

"Attila!"

"Attila!"

Cheers like waves of the sea suddenly came from Attila's barracks, and countless crowds of people raised their hands in the air, their eyes wide open, and opened their mouths to roar loudly, cheering, and celebrating.

After many days of hardship, they finally regained their word in the battle, and completely destroyed the wall that had made them suffer enough and stood in front of them like a mountain.

They cheered selflessly, no matter what they had disliked Attila before, no matter how disgusted they were with the knights, whether there were rebellious thoughts in their hearts or not, at this time they only had the thought of enjoying the victory in their minds.

"What about our losses?"

Gorm's face was grim, and he listened to the sarcastic cheers coming from a distance, and asked the herald next to him faintly.

"The losses were not large, and when the flames began to burn, we began to organize a retreat, but instead the Attila army, they had a large number of fighters who did not have time to retreat and were engulfed in flames, and the casualties were at least three times ours. ”

"It took three times as many casualties to double the victory, and those warriors of Attila were still cheering, what a twisted empire, such a country can survive and win forever, it is really strange. ”

Gauhm was faintly sarcastic, he was not surprised that the city wall was destroyed by a fire, and he did not think that just a gap in the city wall could change the balance of this war.

In an upright offensive and defensive battle, a disadvantage will always be a disadvantage, unless there is a situation where the commander is beheaded and the command system is completely paralyzed, otherwise the war will not be simply reversed.

"How's our elven friend resting, can you join the fight?"

A few days ago, they were targeted by trolls, and the elves suffered losses, and Gom arranged for them to rest for a few days, so that they could recuperate from their injuries and adjust their emotions

They all have a hatred in their hearts, waiting for Gohm's call, they are eager for war, and they are terrible to take the lives of their enemies with the sharp arrows in their hands, only the blood of the enemy can extinguish the fire of revenge in their hearts.

"They can't wait. ”

The herald replied.

"Tell them that I don't need their impatience, that I need them to follow my orders, that I can promise them that those trolls will die at their hands. ”

Gao Mu said lightly, if these words are conveyed to the ears of the elves, they will definitely make them follow the footsteps of Gao Mu even more desperately, the character of the elves is not too complicated, they live in the isolated mountains and dense forests all the year round, and have developed a character that dares to love and hate, and goes straight to the point.

"What about the dwarves? will their stuff be ready to be put into battle?"

"No, the dwarven leader says they still need three more days, and they need to keep us in for three days. ”

So you tell him that three days is fine, but I need to see his results after three days, and see the value he shows. ”

Gohm's tone began to turn cold, and two days ago, the leader of the dwarves had come and requested a large number of supplies, saying that he would surprise him and prepare a secret weapon that could repel the Atila army.

Subsequently, all the dwarves disappeared from the city walls, but fortunately there were no trolls and ogres to throw into the battlefield in the Attila army, otherwise it would be difficult for the Scandinavians on the front line to maintain the battle line without the sniper of the bed crossbow.

"Yes, I see. ”

The herald answered, and then took a step and ran towards where the dwarf was, conveying the message of command to the target, and it was the most basic duty of the herald to do so as quickly as possible.

"At this distance, can our slings attack Attila's barracks?"

Seeing the herald leave, Gorm turned around and asked like a man dressed as a druid, he was the representative of the druids of the Snow Mountain, and was sent to Gorm's side as a guard to protect Gorm's life and answer various questions raised by Gorm.

The Snow Mountain Druid looked at the location of the giants and treants in the city, and looked at the Attila military camp outside the city, and shook his head helplessly.

The Atila army was not as stupid as they imagined, they had already calculated the location of the barracks, just outside the range of the Scandinavian catapults, otherwise no one would be able to stand the need to hide from the situation that could crush everything while they were sleeping.

"Can you dig a tunnel from the city directly to the bottom of the camp on the opposite side? ”

Gohm asked reluctantly, passive defense has never been his style, even if he is forced to the edge of the cliff, he will think about how to pull the enemy down the cliff together as a cushion on his back.

"Gorm, you're doing a good job, but it's very unrealistic. ”

The Snow Mountain Druid nodded, then shook his head again.

"In this weather, the ground has become solid, frozen ground, and it is impossible to dig unless it is softened by magic. ”

There is another sentence that the Snow Mountain Druid has not yet spoken, even if the caster uses magic to soften the ground and dig tunnels, the casters in the Atila army can use a seismology to destroy the tunnels and bury them along with the workers who dig the tunnels and the caster.

……

The two rebuttals of the Snow Mountain Druid left Gomm speechless, he was not one of those people who messed around, and knew that what the other party said was based on facts, and there was nothing to refute.

"Gorm, why don't you start with the sky?"

Looking at Tall who was deep in thought and his brows were furrowed tightly, the Snow Mountain Druid couldn't help but speak, stretched out a hand and pointed to the dark clouds in the sky that were fiercely exchanging fire, and said.

"The battlefield in the sky has always been in a state of stalemate, our army's green dragon and white dragon, the opponent's black dragon and red dragon, our army's giant eagle flying dragon, and the opponent's thunderbird flying dragon, it is too difficult to break this balance. ”

"Pure-blooded dragons have always been formidable enemies, and simple tactics and tactics are hardly able to have an effect on them, and although dragons have died in the battles of the past few days, a small loss will not affect the overall situation for that huge number. ”

"Then Gaom, you didn't think that even the green dragon and the white dragon could join your team, why couldn't the black dragon and the red dragon join?"

The words of the snowy mountain druid made Gohm's eyes widen suddenly, and he patted his head vigorously, making a crisp sound, and then ran quickly towards the place where the caster was resting without looking back.