Chapter 142: The Battle of Stratholme (6) (3rd Update)

The army behind didn't react anything other than to marvel at Elsa's baby dragon form, and most of Elsa's baby dragon form Lordaren people had seen it, after all, this little guy's baby dragon form was very large, and Benny didn't think about hiding her. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Benny and Sylvanas sat behind her on the little one's flat wings, the little one shook his head unaccustomedly, and Benny touched her neck, "Fly." ”

The young dragon soared into the air, and the huge wind pressure blew up a cloud of dust. The army in the rear slowly moved forward in array, and the undead in the corridor of the city gate did not make any movement, and the dozens of spider demons standing in the front row swayed restlessly. At the front of them stood two death knights on death horses.

Benny and Sylvanas hovered in the air on a baby dragon, waiting to attack.

"There!" Sylvanas patted Benny on the shoulder, Benny turned his head, the 'air force' led by the Dragon Eagle Knight was flying, and the 'plane' jointly developed by the dwarves and gnomes made a unique sudden sound, these mechanical products are the main air power of the alliance other than the griffin knights.

"Issa. ”

The drake relented and raised its wings again, and the 'air force' flew underneath the drake, targeting the possible 'catapults' and gargoyles. Ground support will have to wait until air supremacy is fully mastered.

"Ready!" Ron was heard by the sound of magic amplifying, and the array quickly stopped advancing, and the musketeers quickly moved forward, overtaking the heavily armored soldiers and standing in front of the heavily armored soldiers in two columns. The heavily armored soldier rests his shield diagonally, ready at any time.

"Distance 100, azimuth 12, first round ready!"

The musketeer raised his oddly shaped weapon and aimed it forward, his fingers already tapping into the trigger.

"Put!"

A strange whistle sounded, followed by the hum of energy rubbing the air, and the clearing between the undead and the coalition forces was covered in a golden light, and the bodies of the two death knights were covered in black energy, drowning in golden light.

The sound of the explosion of the Holy Light Bullet and the wailing of the undead rang out, and the vision ahead was covered by golden light, and Ron had to wait for the light to dissipate, and the undead were all inside the city gates, and the air force could not provide them with reconnaissance vision.

The light slowly retreated into nothingness, and the vision was restored again, and the two death knights and the dozens of spider demons in front of the city gate were long gone, and they were completely purified into air by the holy light.

Despite the scorching soul-burning howls of the souls of the brick and stone earth and gates scorched by the energy of the Light, the undead never knew what fear was, and the corpses wriggled, filling the void of being purified by the Light.

"Distance 80, azimuth 12, second round of preparation!" The advantages of the 'HL--A muskets' are revealed, they do not require ammunition, they do not need to be reloaded, and they only need to ensure that the barrel and firing device are not burned and deformed by excessive temperatures.

"Put!"

The strange whistle sounded again, accompanied by the strong holy light and the wailing of the undead, the masonry at the city gate could not withstand the scorching after the explosion of the holy light, and shattered, and the iron gate turned into hot molten iron, causing a second kill to the undead who filled up.

"Prepare to engage the enemy!" The masonry gate could not withstand the third volley, so it had to rely on paladins and heavy infantry to force their way through the gate.

"Huh!" The heavy infantry who had been preserving their physical strength let out an angry shout, trying to arouse the anger in their hearts, and they had all gone through the most basic 'rage' development training, and had more or less mastered some of the basics of anger.

"Forward, keep in formation!" The corridor could only pass through a queue of 10 people side by side at the same time, and the soldiers quickly changed into a battle formation of 10 people in a column of 10 people under the coordination of the commander of their respective groups, with 2 paladins and 8 hoplites in each column.

"Blessing!" Ron walked at the forefront, took out the holy deed around his waist, and took the lead in activating the group blessing technique.

Holy light descends from the sky, attaching to the texture of armor and weapons.

"Musketeers, B formation!"

The musketeers quickly and spontaneously split into small groups and ran towards the flanks of the troops and the shattered houses next to them, looking for higher positions to provide some long-range support for the attacking array.

The array and the undead are getting closer and closer, but the undead are still indifferent, although Ron is afraid that these undead have some conspiracy, but at this time, he can't afford to retreat.

"Raise your shield!"

"Huh!" the shield stood in front of him, and the 'short sword', which was longer than the average infantryman, was inserted diagonally into the gap in the shield, and the long strange hilt of the sword was pressed against the shield of the soldiers in the rear. Paladins lined up on the wings activate the light and cover their bodies with the light, and their role is to protect the wings, provide healing support, or replenish the lost array at a critical moment.

"Stay in formation!" Ron yelled hoarsely, the foul-smelling rotten flesh already in sight.

"Engage the enemy!!"

"Huha!!"

The shield was pushed forward, and the warriors in the front row did not even need to exert themselves force, and the diagonal 'short sword' was pushed into the body of the undead by the shield in the rear. Strange 'daggers' encased in the power of the light scorched the bodies and souls of the undead, who wailed and swung their weapons and claws.

"There!" the celestial Sylvanas pointed to the wide area behind the corridor, Benny's vision was much worse than Sylvanas's, and all he could see was piles of wriggling things.

"Those spiders, they're burrowing. ”

"Elsa!"

"Roar~" Aisha let out a roar, her wings shook and retracted her abdomen slightly, and the golden dragon slashed through the air with a streamer of light, swooping down rapidly.

As they got closer, Benny had seen the spiders burrowing, the stone ground posing no threat to them, and several large pits had already appeared.

"Elsa, breathe!"

The Naru mark on the young dragon's forehead brightened, and she slightly shrunk her long neck, and the holy light visibly converged in his large open mouth.

"Sylvanas, that banshee!" a banshee taller and more physically gazing than the others caught Benny's attention.

"Understood. Sylvanas drew three arrows from her back and placed them on her golden longbow, she stood up slightly, and aimed at the banshee in a half-crouched position.

The young dragons swooped down so fast that Benny could already see the thick purple fur on the spiders' bodies.

The undead below had already spotted them, and dozens of skeleton archers picked up the tattered longbows in their hands and shot a rain of arrows, and the sound of clanging sounded so loudly that Aisha didn't even feel a tickle.

"Elsa, attack!"

Sylvanas's three arrow feathers shot out with golden streamers, the young dragon's huge wings suddenly unfolded, and the rapid dive turned into gliding, she straightened her long neck, white mixed with golden flames gushed out of her mouth, the flames swept through the spider swarm, and the surrounding undead instantly vaporized with the naked eye, leaving no ashes behind. The shrill and strange howls of those spiders came from the flames.