Just when the morale of the defenders began to waver—

Rumble!!!

In the sky, Arthur finally began to attack!

As if a divine punishment fell from heaven, a thick white icicle fell from the sky and smashed directly into the center of the Imperial Vanguard Army!

It wasn't really a pillar of ice, but it was also a frozen frost power, with a terrifying impact!

Instant cries, wails, how many people died in an instant, how many people were seriously injured.

The frozen blood, the crushed piles of meatloaf, the wailing wounded, all are the best proof of the wizard's incomparable strength!

This blow caused hundreds of casualties at most, but the blow to the morale of the enemy was self-evident.

That's the role of wizards in war!

After the first icicle, one after another icicles exploded on the Imperial Legion front, each of which fell from the sky, killing at least more than 100 soldiers, and then turning into fragments, under the sweeping cold current, inflicting secondary splash damage on the surrounding soldiers.

After two waves of such an offensive, Arthur withdrew his raised right hand, as if he had withdrawn the right hand of death!

Although the casualties inflicted on the total number of enemy troops in less than 30 seconds were less than 3,000, less than one-tenth of the total strength, there were also some signs of retreat on the part of the imperial army.

Unless the situation is special, the casualties will reach about 20 or 30 percent at most, and the entire army will be defeated ironcladly, not to mention a long-range strike that cannot be fought at all.

It's just that this is not enough at this time, because after all, this is not a straggler, but a regular elite army of the Empire!

And with the same people on the side of the Imperial army, the momentum of the collapse of the army's morale came to an end.

Arthur frowned slightly, only two blows had consumed a third of his strength, but it did not cause the desired effect.

The power of magic is like this, the more you look at the earth-shattering and unmatchable, the more it consumes magical power. Therefore, even a very powerful spellcaster needs time to accumulate and create some auxiliary spell casting props, or magic puppets, minions, etc., in order to turn their own strength into a real deterrent!

Arthur is almost blank in this regard, and all he can rely on is his own strong strength!

The wind is surging, and the wizard on the other side is obviously not as powerful as Arthur, but its effect is no less than Arthur.

In fact, he clearly knows how to use his power to change the tide of war for the better.

A large cloud condensed into the air, just like the previous distorted cloud ladder, this cloud was like a real illusion.

Thunderclap!

The first thunderbolt fell on the city, and the soldiers who were hit and several people around them were directly turned into charcoal!

A light rain began to fall in the sky, and the electric snakes showed their heavenly power in the wind and clouds, and the power of calling for wind and rain did not seem to be weaker than the heavenly punishment at all, but the momentum was not so great.

Arthur looked at the strange wizard opposite, the other party's power attribute is very special, not to mention how powerful, it is used well, and it also has a miraculous effect, because this person can actually control the clouds.

What's even more rare is that he only shot twice, and the power consumed was far less than Arthur's magic consumption, but it produced almost the same strategic effect!

The ladder is enough to change the course of the entire war, and it is conservatively estimated that at the end of the day, at least three to five thousand casualties can be reduced. As for lightning strikes, this may not have much direct damage, but it is a good way to demoralize and cheer you on.

People are naturally afraid of the natural power of heaven and earth, and the power of thunder and tyranny is indeed more awe-inspiring than the power of evil ice and snow!

Of course, the other party's wizard has already reached the limit of doing this!

Not every wizard, like Arthur, is close to a god and can unleash that kind of large-scale war spell at will!

If the magic power of a weak wizard is defined as 1~10 units, then Arthur's magic power is at least 800 units, and the wizard who is hostile to him in front of him has a maximum of 100~200 units of magic power, which is only stronger than Kun and Lanling, and is inferior to the other wizards under him who have not yet made a move!

This can also be seen in the actual effect of witchcraft, with lightning falling one after another, and with the help of rain, causing a greater area of damage.

However, ignoring the panic of the soldiers themselves, the blow to morale, this series of attacks has not actually caused more than 100 casualties!

That's not even a tenth of Arthur's blow!

The soldiers did not understand this, and seeing that there were wizards on both sides, the morale of the army on the kingdom's side had dropped again.

On the contrary, the warriors of the Empire are indeed more elite, and perhaps in the case of hand-to-hand combat, they will have more casualties due to the difference in weapons, but in the face of long-range strikes that are also devastating, they are significantly more able to withstand them.

Arthur didn't continue to shoot, he felt some hostility lock on to him in the distance.

He took the initiative to expose his strength that was about to reach a tipping point, and realized that he would be the enemy in his eyes.

There is only one wizard in front of him, and how many wizards want to eliminate him in advance? I am afraid that in addition to being controlled by him, most of the wizards in this world who are qualified to pose a threat to him want the name Arthur to become history forever.

The kind of wizard who is incredibly powerful, it is better to stay in the books, this is the most real idea of wizards.

Arthur didn't move, and the warrior on the other side, who was like an ant at his feet, had already begun to climb towards the city wall along the ladder and attack!

Call!

It's like the sound of the wind, but it's duller than the sound of the wind, it's the sound of flames, it's the hustle and bustle of the rolling heat!

A fire tornailed by, knocking dozens of people away and turning more than a dozen people into charcoal.

The dragon smashed to the ground, and immediately there was some kind of more violent chain reaction, and a large sea of fire formed under the city walls almost in the blink of an eye, and quickly spread into the distance until it surrounded the city like a moat. At least this side of the enemy's attack has completely turned into a sea of fire, and even the soldiers on the city wall can feel the rushing heat wave, and their beards are scorched.

Countless soldiers who were on the ladder fell down with a wail, and the bottom of the ladder was even worse, and many people turned into black charcoal at a speed visible to the naked eye in the screams!

Huge range, terrifying killing.

This is no longer the power of witchcraft, the power of magic may be able to do this level, but it is definitely not something that Angel can do!

Flame Master Angel sneered slightly, this is indeed not magic, she just casually ignited the fire oil that had been buried outside the city for a long time!

The wizard of the opposite camp frowned slightly, he was not worried about casualties, 30,000 people really had to die little by little, and they could die for half a day.

It's just that this time, his morale has begun to decline again, and the large-scale war spells he has been preparing for two months have also had a little problem under the scorching flames.

The duration of the ladder has been significantly reduced.

After all, it is not a steel staircase, just an invisible staircase made of dense clouds, which is mixed with magical power, so that the otherwise invisible clouds can also bear the load, but this does not change its essence!

It's still clouds, frozen vapor!

The power of magic is indeed full of mysteries, and it can turn decay into magic, but no matter what kind of magic it is, it is also indispensable to cast spells.

It's all too unlikely that a wizard would not believe that his abilities would be targeted from the very beginning.

All this, then, can only be described as a coincidence, a coincidence that the Empire absolutely does not want.

Every powerful wizard is the darling of heaven and earth, and they will eventually be defeated, but until then, they are always like divine help.

The flames quickly subsided, and the ground was still dirt, and it was impossible to turn it into carbonstone even if it was watered, and even if it could be done to that extent, burying the entire battlefield with oil and carbonstone, no one would do that. Otherwise, once the battlefield burns up, the final result will definitely not be a one-sided massacre, and both sides will definitely suffer heavy casualties!

The power of wind, fire, thunder and lightning in nature is not so easy to borrow.

Even if you have the guidance of magic, without the blessing of the realm, and without preparation in advance, it is easy to be injured by mistake.

Just like Arthur, now an attack has landed on the city, and the casualties on both sides are absolutely mixed!

The biggest effect of this flame is the destruction of the ladder structure, and this alone can be worth 2,000 soldiers!

The wizard watched coldly as there was a problem with the ladder, and some of the warriors accidentally stepped into the air and fell directly screaming.

This wizard is fully capable of repairing the ladder, but it is more rational to use the last bit of strength to keep himself floating at this time, and to leave the last bit of mana to cast life-saving spells, rather than doing that kind of meaningless thing.

In his eyes, human life is just a set of numbers, and what he needs to do now is to let the comparison of the numbers between the two sides decline year-on-year, rather than a one-sided fall.

In this, he will not play the role of a battery, nor a leader, but a banner.

The clouds in the sky soon dispersed, and the thunder ceased to fall, except for a little wetness, and a few charred corpses, and soldiers wounded by lightning, to prove that it had ever existed.

The war entered a phase of hand-to-hand stalemate, and the wizards on both sides did not continue to attack on a large scale, which seemed to be some kind of tacit understanding.

In the sky, suddenly a giant eagle swooped down, more than a dozen giant eagles, each with a wingspan of seven or eight meters, riding more than a dozen marksmen, all of whom were equipped with super long-range magic weapons.

A long arrow with magical power fell to the ground, forming a pile of fog areas, that is the power of frost, ordinary people will be frozen off their fingers as soon as they enter, although it is impossible to immediately make all the enemies in that range ineffective, but it can often cause dozens of casualties, which is an important hole card in the kingdom.

A lightning-sharp arrow flew up into the air, piercing the neck of a giant eagle with precision. The eagle fell with a wail, knocking over seven or eight soldiers, and at the same time falling into a pulp.

The tragedy of the war is clearly written at this moment.