As the war continued, the disadvantage of the city of Fortarazi continued to expand, and even if Minna rushed from the inner city to the city walls, it would not help to be in command.

The Molten Iron Fortress Runemech Legion continued to expand its advantage, the artillery flew on the battlefield, and the arrow towers attacked by the long-range magic cannons collapsed one after another, and the proud arrow tower community of Futarazi City was no longer able to prevent the tall steel machinery from approaching the city walls.

The five-meter-tall mechanical giants with human-like flexible joints finally reached the city gates under the cover of rune tanks and artillery machines. They take on the pose of rugby players charging under the control of runemages, and white hot mist shoots out from the cracks of the mechs, moving like titans, slamming into the city gate in a charge that seems to shake the earth!

Boom –

The walls let out an ominous wail, and the walls near the gates shook violently like an earthquake. The enchanted and reinforced gates were knocked out of a dozen or so pits by the terrifying Iron Divine Soldiers. Under the manipulation of the rune mage, the steel giants retreated twenty meters away, once again gathering their strength to storm the gates with brute force.

"Bastard!" Minna, who was standing in the safety of the city walls, ordered to the left and right, "Give me orders to the Priest of the Crossbow and the Shadow Temple, and gather the fire immediately!"

However, after the order was given, no answer was heard for a while. Mirna looked angrily at the attendants to her left and right, but saw a look of horror in their eyes. Everyone, including the new martial arts chief, was firmly fixed on one part of the city wall.

Minna subconsciously looked at the city wall, only to see that in that area, countless dwarven shields occupied the city wall densely like golden ants. Drow's vassal legions could no longer stand the hopeless meat grinder, and the vassal warriors, led by the tall and powerful Minotaurs, began to flee in all directions.

No matter how much the Drow overseers ordered, their prestige was lost before the army collapsed completely. If they dare to stand in the way, the terrified minotaur warriors will tear apart their once high masters with inferior weapons in their hands.

The line seemed to be like a primer, and after that, several more were broken through by the dwarves from the siege bed. The yellow-red color gradually soaked the entire city wall, yellow was the color of the dwarven shield armor, and red was the color of the blood of the people who died in battle.

The fleeing vassal legions not only killed the Overseers, but also greatly disrupted the formation of the Drow formation. Frightened Birds, who only want to flee for their lives, will not hesitate to draw their swords and fight if they dare to block their way of escape.

After that, the Drow Archers were broken through formation by the frenzied vassal warriors. Those shooters who were weak in close combat were slaughtered like chickens by the vassal warriors they once looked down on, and the shooters who could no longer endure such purgatory conditions finally collapsed.

In order to survive, these elite archers threw away the longbow they relied on for a living and threw out the quiver on their backs, just so that they could speed up their pace and escape from this completely hopeless battlefield.

Seeing that something was wrong, the Shadow Templars had to protect the Priests behind them and slowly retreat from the walls, and they relentlessly brandished their butcher knives at the stormers in an attempt to protect the Shadow Priests behind them back to safety. But it soon became clear to them that such a move was a drop in the bucket, and that even the most elite warriors in the city of Fortarazi would not be able to withstand the frantic charging allies.

As a result, these faith-minded warriors could only chant Alvira's glory and spontaneously stay where they were, trying to buy enough time for the Shadow Priest to evacuate. The female Drow Priest didn't even look at the Drow warriors, and without hesitation, she threw off her heels and tore off the priest's skirt and ran desperately towards the inner city.

It was clear that the legions in the outer city were about to collapse on all fronts.

Not to mention the Iron Giants who are trying to destroy the city walls, Mirna's current concern should be how to evacuate the battlefield as soon as possible.

Minna's elegant face flushed, and she tried to fight back, but realized that she had no way to recover.

At this moment, she noticed that the defenders of the city gate, who had been able to hold on, were also in great confusion, and a group of powerful elite dwarven warriors were wantonly slaughtering the defenders at the city gate, and the current leader of the Coldiron family, Teklin Coldiron, seemed to be among them.

The most eye-catching thing is that among them is a powerful human mage and a forest elf. Compared to the Drow Guards, the strength of those two people is completely different from the same dimension. One commanded the torrent of steel to strangle the guards, and the place where it passed was a river of blood, and the other flew with two knives, like butterflies among flowers, full of deadly beauty, and under one knife, someone must die in Huangquan.

"Are those two people ...... Grand Duke Charlotte Clayderman of Icewind and Princess Devne Ophelis!?" Murna muttered to herself, her knuckles clenching the scepter so hard that they turned white.

The martial arts chief behind him mistakenly thought that Mi Anna, who was unwilling to fail, wanted to fight hard, and he plucked up the courage to advise, "Master, I, let's retreat." With the inner city and the estate of Futarazi, we are not without the power to fight. Fan can't sacrifice his life here in vain!"

In fact, the so-called power of the First World War, even the martial arts chief himself did not believe in it. It's just that with the secret passage of Futarazi Manor, there may still be a chance to escape.

He thought that his seemingly cowardly performance would be angered by the extremely bad mood of Mirna, but he thought that Mirna nodded as if she had been hypnotized by his nonsense that she didn't even believe.

"That's right, I haven't lost yet! Alvila's crown will lead me to victory, and the immediate defeat is expected, these dwarves with stones in their heads can only get away with it for a while!" Minna turned, her eyes shining with crazy sparks, "Let's go back to the inner city! I will send these invaders to hell with my own hands!"

The martial arts chief's mouth was bitter, he felt that Mi Erna must have lost her mind to think that she still had a chance to turn defeat into victory.

He took one last glimpse of the battlefield, and the gate guards finally collapsed under the attack of the strange soldiers. The contemporary leader of the Cold Iron Family led several dwarven warriors to stand in front of the winch, and used brute force to pull the gates open.

Outside the city, the five-meter-tall steel dwarves passed through the tall walls of the city of Futarazi, followed by rune tanks that shimmered with magical energy, and dense dwarven shields!

As the Molten Iron Keep army broke through the gates, Drow's battle line had completely collapsed.

Countless drow warriors and vassals fled for their lives, throwing off their armor and pushing their companions to the ground in search of more life, and the pitiful appearance of wishing that their father and mother had two more legs was completely devoid of the pretentiousness of the past.

Will the Drow still have a chance of victory after being completely robbed of their fighting spirit?

Desperate for his future, the Master sighed as he caught up with the confident Mirna ahead. 10