Chapter 372: Barbarians

Seeing that Dotsy on the ground could no longer get up, the knights had no choice but to abandon their horses and retreat to their camp alone, fortunately with heavy armor with super defensive power, otherwise the last group of archers would be in trouble. But there are two sides to everything, and the knights quickly grasped this truth, but it was a bitter lesson.

Logs that were smoking and burned red like charcoal rolled down quickly from the Lanling Heights. A large group of barbarians kept rolling down the firewood, and Kata, who liked to set fire the most, led a group of guys who were proficient in fire spiritual power to quickly make each piece of wood red, and shouted pervertedly: "It's so cool!

In the soul scattered, the knights who had no time to escape were drowned in firewood, and the heavy armor on their bodies became a burden at this time, and they could not perform the light body technique at all, and as we all know, the heat transfer of steel is extremely strong, these knights were trapped in the heavy armor and roasted alive, and the wailing sound made the companions of the other arms behind them terrified, but they did not dare to come forward to rescue. The knight's assault is the first link in the attack, and if you can't tear through the opponent's defense, the others act rashly, and the only result is self-destruction.

The entire slope of several thousand meters under the Lanling Heights became a sea of fire, burning for at least two hours, except for the knight commander, and the next group of knights who saw the opportunity quickly, immediately unloaded their heavy armor, abandoned their mounts and fled alone, none of the others were spared. Originally, it was a shameful thing for knights to flee for their lives, but now no one blames them, and if they don't run, they can only become a member of the charcoal on the steep slope.

The Northwest Coalition Army thought too highly of itself, and sent two thousand knights in the first wave of attacks, which cost them a heavy price, and out of two thousand and one hundred knights, only more than three hundred remained, and Doch's entire army was wiped out. The allied forces, which had lost all their spirits, could only temporarily rest and retreat to the camp to make another plan.

Having almost wiped out the enemy in the first round of attacks, and suffered no casualties on all of his side except for a barbarian who accidentally burned his hand while setting fire, this is definitely a proud and inspiring feat, and undoubtedly a classic battle in the Imperial Wars. The people on Lanling Heights were all high-fived and celebrated excitedly.

At this time, the enemy army is already discussing the plan for the next attack, and the first task is how to deal with those hateful beans!

The Northwest Coalition is not stupid, they quickly figured out a way to deal with it, knights, barbarian warriors, and enchantment divisions and other strong defensive classes are fully covering a group of water mages, slowly making the hard ground of the entire slope muddy, and the countless beans that roll down from the top of the slope are either stuck or stuck in the soil, and Doki will not slip when stepping on it, and it can also defend against rolling fire wood attacks to a certain extent.

Renault also knew that this simple tactic would not work for long, so he symbolically sprinkled some beans, and when he saw that it didn't help, he gave up. The real face-to-face hand-to-hand combat also kicked off at this time.

Relying on the absolute geographical advantage, Renault's side obviously still has the upper hand, but the disparity in strength, coupled with the enemy's lifeless posture, knights, barbarians, stone men, these offensive and defensive forces are rushing up, no matter how strong Washlaki's ability to rotate and dispatch soldiers, in the end it is still not enough. After a day of fierce fighting, the Lanling Heights were swallowed up by the enemy little by little. But the enemy army is so crazy that casualties are not a problem. The Lanling Heights were piled up, dyed into a shocking red, and the deaths were different, miserable, some were burned to ashes, stones were pressed into meat sauce, the wood spirit invaded the seven holes and bled out, the faces were twisted and painful and died, those were cut into pieces by the wind blade, and those were shot into hedgehogs by arrows, and there were many bizarre and strange things. After all, these ordinary soldiers can't be compared with masters with spiritual power, and many people don't even have a chance to take the Recovery Pill at all, so they lose their lives.

The ground was full of stumps and broken arms, internal organs and intestines, and the strong smell of blood came in the mountain wind, making people almost want to vomit, and the battle almost on the corpse made Renault see the cruelty and tragedy of war for the first time. Life is as cheap as mustard, allowing the scythe of death to keep harvesting, without the slightest ability to resist. But he could not show sympathy, and the soft-hearted side, usually died faster.

The knights of the enemy army were only a few hundred meters away from the top of the high ground, and under the cover of the long-range attack of the archers and magicians in the rear, Washlaki had no choice but to give up the battle point, and all of them quickly retreated to the city of Will, which was very rare to be able to force the enemy army to the point of no cost, they lost at least one-tenth of the people, and their own side was about one-thirtieth, and the casualty ratio of one to three made a lot of money.

After the enemy occupied the Lanling Heights, it was too late and did not want to pursue again, and the day's melee was also extremely tiring, and it was impossible to capture the city of Will with the protection of the city walls in one fell swoop, so it was better to rest for one night and fight again another day. This time, the coalition troops stationed were extra careful, almost digging three feet into the ground to prevent the grain from being destroyed again. After yesterday's burning of food, they were only able to salvage a pitiful part, and there were several piles that were close to the soldiers' quarters, and the sneak attackers were afraid of alarming the defenders, and finally they were too late to burn and survived.

There was little harassment at night, after all, Renault's side had abandoned the favorable terrain and did not dare to leave the city easily, lest the archers, who were not too numerous, would hang up in the face of the enemy's counterattack. So the Northwest Coalition was able to sleep comfortably, but when they reached the city of Will, they were almost fainted at the sight of what they saw—the gates were blocked by a large pile of rocks.

I've only heard of the defensive battle of closing the city gates, or sending a large number of people to defend the city gates, and I've never heard of sealing their own city gates, which is obviously a complete disregard for the rules of the game, and can think of such a scoundrel and superb trick, the Northwest Coalition forces are almost impressed, and almost everyone clicks on this plan in their hearts a hundred times.

In desperation, the barbarian soldiers foolishly put on heavy helmets and ran out of the barracks in droves, trying to remove the stones from the bottom of the city, while the archers and magicians kept sending long-range skills to cover their work. However, they miscalculated again this time, and when the barbarian with strong defense ran halfway, he found that he had encountered not a wind blade, not a spiritual arrow, not a fireball, not a spear and a broadsword, but a flood. Renault had a flood that had the upper Meine levee erected and the water level rose to its peak.