On the afternoon of the third day of the Battle of the Port, the Albion army had 3,500 swordsmen and pikemen left; Torristeen also left behind two hundred archers and three hundred port staff. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

The road before the harbor was red with blood and black with fire, and the road was just two hundred meters long and ten men wide, swallowing the lives of two thousand Albion troops and five hundred Torristeen explosives.

The commander of the last army of Albion led the army slowly to the port.

The staff of the port, unarmed, silently distributed among the various posts in the port, staring at the army of Albion with cold eyes.

When they finally arrived at the port after a great sacrifice, there was no joy in the heart of the commander of the Albion army. There are already too many sacrifices. He ordered a group of 300 men to arrest the staff and threaten them to help the Albion Army operate the port facilities. The remaining 3,000 people patrolled around the port.

When Ingres arrived outside the harbor with the remnants of two hundred archers, he was confronted with a heavily guarded harbor full of swords and guns. When the commander of the Albion army saw Ingres, he ordered the remaining fifty shield men plus four hundred and fifty sword men and pikemen to go out of the harbor and attack.

Ingres retreated to the city, leaving the archers scattered at the top and bottom of the buildings, harassing them with arrows everywhere.

He and the three magicians were the most protected on the battlefield, and all survived. A few people made eye contact, and decided to use all the remaining mana for the magic of the [Earth Golem].

Four magicians chanted aloud in the back.

"Jerut Ace Ace Harlem." 【Earth Golem】

In the middle of the city, the ground is raised, and the rocks and dirt form the shell of the golem, and three golems that are more than five meters high and one that is ten meters tall rise higher than the houses.

Under the control of the four magicians, the four golems walked over the house towards the Albion Army.

The giant magical creature panicked the Albion army.

The ten-meter-tall golem raised its right fist in the air, then crouched down and smashed the shield soldier below him with a punch.

The shield soldier saw a huge fist obscuring his vision, and the earth was suddenly oppressed.

"Ahh

The huge size of the "Boom" golem gave it tremendous strength, and it easily smashed the three shield soldiers under its fist, and the impact knocked over the other soldiers five meters around.

The puppets began to crouch and shoot left and right, and there was no specific target for attack, just breaking into the crowd of the Albion army and unleashing its huge power. Although the other three smaller puppets were not as good as the ten-meter level one, it was no problem to fly four or five soldiers with a wave of their hands and step on one or two soldiers who couldn't run fast when they lifted their feet.

The Albion Army's offensive was halted by four puppets.

Golems are magical creatures that are highly resistant to physics, but terrible to magic, and may be able to smash it open with a one-meter-diameter fireball, making it impossible to recover. However, the advance force of Albion obviously did not have such an expensive type of troops, and could only endure the poison of the puppets.

When the Albion army dispersed, reducing the density so that the golems could not attack the dense crowd, the archers hiding in the city began to harvest, and cold arrows shot out from the shadows of the dead corners of the buildings, taking their lives one by one.

The Albion Army was in a difficult situation, and the casualties were skyrocketing.

There were also three thousand Albion troops entrenched in the harbor, and the commanding commander easily spotted the location of the four magicians, hiding behind a building on the right side of the main road.

"Five hundred pikemen, come with me." The commander drew the long knife at his waist and raised it high.

"Yes." "For Albion."

There are five hundred spears behind him.

Another five hundred pikemen rushed down from the top of the harbor, and they came with great momentum.

There was no lingering along the way, and the cold arrows of the archers took away the lives of one soldier after another, and the tips of the five hundred pikemen pointed directly at the four magicians.

The magician realizes his situation and manipulates the golem to start rushing back, but is unable to catch up.

The pikemen rushed into the main road for more than twenty meters, turned to the right and saw four magicians under the escort of about twenty soldiers. "Target mage! The whole army rushes me!! ”

"Oh!!" "Kill!!"

The pikemen struck forward with their spears in hand, and the twenty archers were forced to stab to death with their spears by the pikemen who were forced to three meters in front of them without pulling their bows a few times, and their bodies hung on the spears and did not shake off. Without stopping, the pikemen pressed towards the four mages in front of them.

Without the protection of the soldiers, all the magic power is also used on the [Earth Golem], and the four mages are obviously not immune to the five hundred pikemen. The magician led by Ingres was not afraid, and showed a haughty smile: "For Her Majesty, for Torlistine." "For Torristin!" "For Torlistine!"

"Poof, poof, poof, poof"

The spear entered the body, and blood gushed out of the wounds of the four magicians, apparently not surviving.

Angel gave a smirk, tilted his head and died completely.

"Boom!!" "Boom, boom, boom."

Before they died, the four mages used their last mental power to manipulate the four golems and explode.

The huge puppets carried rocks and dirt that flew out in all directions, taking with them half a hundred Albion soldiers.

Commander Albion looked at the corpse on the spear and exhaled coldly: "Do you want to kill a few more people if you die?" Do everything you can to cause us trouble. ”

Four magicians have been killed, the golems have exploded, and the remaining two hundred archers can only kill as many enemies as possible. When pikemen and swordsmen poured into the city and found them in every corner, they could not hide from a knife or a shot that came at them.

However, before they died, the archers still fired their bows and arrows, causing a lot of damage.

Only six hundred of the 1,000 Albion troops who attacked were left.

Albion's command was at ease, and now the Torristeen garrison should have been wiped out. After that, when Albion's follow-up army marched in, they could use this port as a base to attack the interior of Torlistine.

The port staff were silently driven to a place by the Albiang soldiers, who had no weapons and no magic. The soldiers on guard were somewhat relaxed, instead worried about the battle coming to an end in the city.

But is it really that easy?

Shortly after the sortie of part of the Albion army, the shadows of floating ships suddenly appeared in the clouds in the distance.

At first, I thought it was a mistake, but the floating ships grew bigger from far to near, and the flag of Albion was still flying above.

Commanding the pursuit out of the city, the person in charge who stayed behind was only the leader of the pro-soldiers who commanded. He was a little confused, did his country know that we had just taken the port at this time and just happened to bring reinforcements?

The red and blue flags on the floating ship are raised and lowered alternately, and they greet this side with the flag language.

The leader of the pro-soldiers frowned and asked his men to bring a port staff.

"Tell me, what does that mean?" He glared at the middle-aged man viciously, "Otherwise, I'll kill all of you." ”

The middle-aged man was resigned, looked at the floating ship in the distance and recognized it for a while, and lowered his head: "This lord, they said that they were reinforcements and asked to enter the port. ”

"Sure enough, it's reinforcements!" The leader of the pro-soldiers' eyes lit up, "Quick, let them in." ”

One of his subordinates persuaded: "My lord, let's wait for the general to come back and let the general make a decision." ”

The leader of the pro-army was dissatisfied: "I am just welcoming reinforcements from my country, and the general will not blame me if he knows about it." ”

He turned to the middle-aged man and said coldly, "You hurry up and let them in, or I will kill you immediately." ”

"Yes, yes, I know, my lord, don't kill me." The middle-aged man lowered his head and looked very afraid.

"It takes seven or eight people to use the equipment for the lead, please let me find a few helpers."

"Sure enough, you go, move fast."

The middle-aged man selected seven or eight people from the port staff to come out, and the rest stared at him coldly, and some people scolded: "You are not a thing, you actually help Albiang." "You traitor."

The agitated man wanted to rush out and hit the middle-aged man, but was forced back by the guard's Albiang military long knife. "Sit down, sit down! Want to eat knives? ”

With a drooping face, the middle-aged man led seven people into the harbor room and manipulated the equipment.

Under the control, the huge tree actually stretched out more than a dozen branches, intertwined to form a tree network tens of meters long and wide.

The float ship in the distance saw it from afar, and the first ship rushed towards the harbor at full speed.

"My lord, don't I think it's right?" The soldier was puzzled, "I'm too anxious." ”

The leader of the pro-soldiers also felt bad when he was reminded of it, and shouted, "Let the people inside stop." ”

The soldier immediately pulled out a knife and put it on the middle-aged man's neck: "Quick, don't stop yet." ”

The middle-aged man saw that the tree net had been unfolded outside, and turned to show a mocking smile to the soldier.

"You this!!" The soldier was angry, the long knife was slashed, and the middle-aged man's head flew up, with a smile on his face.

At full speed, the floating boat crashed into the tree net of the big tree from a distance of more than 300 meters for more than a minute, and the impact made everyone on board very hungry. But relieving themselves from the vertigo of the impact, everyone began to run, drawing their long knives, clenching their spears, and raising their shields.

"For Toristine." "For Her Majesty's Majesty." "Kill!!"

The soldiers jumped from the floating boat, climbed the tree net on the tree, poured into the room and fought the soldiers inside, and strangled the defenders of Albion along the path that circled the trunks.

"Not good! It's the traps, they're Toristine's. ”

The leader of the pro-soldiers woke up from a dream and exclaimed, "Kill back quickly, kill this group." ”

A floating boat has a capacity of 500 people, and there are 2,500 people left behind, as long as this group of people is driven away, there is no follow-up tree net, and the floating boat in the distance will not be able to drive in.

The Albion army withdrew its defenses and rushed towards the trees.

Two thousand five hundred Albion against four hundred and fifty Toristine troops.

The two groups of men and horses were strangled together at the bottom of the big tree, because of the width, only thirty or forty people could be deployed, and there were no archers, so the two armies could fight five or five in the early stage.

Someone else got off the float, and a blond boy in a black cloak, biting a red rose, shouted, "Albion, I'm here at Guishu." Then a group of people pushed him out, and a dozen or so teenagers jumped onto the tree web, and one by one pulled out the wooden wands at their waists: "We are, Knights of the Water Elves." ”

A group of young men in black or purple cloaks then emerged from the floating boat.

The Albion army below was slightly distracted.

Kishu and the others chanted on the tree net.

"Grando Uss Hunmo." 【Bronze Golem】

"Babbling, Phil, Albrooke." 【Fireball】

"Harhue Wendy Lie." 【Wind Blade】

"Inz Wendy Gluck." 【Wind Hammer】

・・・・・・

Fireballs, wind blades, and wind hammers fell on the crowd of Albion's army, and the fireball hit one person and ignited, the wind blade cut through the body of one person, and the wind hammer knocked three or four people out together.

Albion's army was stunned at first, and then panicked: "Yes, it's a magician!" ”

It is not known who ran back first, then a group of people, and finally most of the soldiers. In this era, magicians represent power, and it is rare for ordinary people to see one or two, let alone fifty people. Unable to resist, the Albion Army only wanted to stay away from this group of magicians.

The Albion army fled from the port and retreated.

Port workers rushed over and entered the tree to operate. The tree finally showed its demeanor as the center of the port, and all the branches stretched as far as they could, spreading a web of trees on top of the cliff.

Floating ships in the distance drove into the harbor one after another, and a boatload of soldiers descended along the tree net, and the mage's boat was six ships in all, three thousand soldiers and fifty mages. At the end of the Albion Army, this is a force that can change the outcome of the game.

The routed Albion army met the six hundred troops returning to the port, and the commander frowned and gathered the remnants. He saw the leader of his own army fleeing and had him arrested.

After listening to the words of the leader of the pro-soldiers, the commander was furious and cut off the head of this henchman with a knife. "Tom mistook me for a big deal."

Looking at the army in the harbor not far above and the mages in cloaks, the commander of Albion had a miserable face.

"No one is allowed to escape, and your family is still in your home country. If you die in battle, your wife and children, parents, and the state will support you; If you become a deserter, your family will be implicated. The commander raised his long knife and pointed at the port above him, "It's still a man, rush with me!" One man took the lead, and the commander rushed to the port with his long knife held high.

Six hundred pikemen and others were the first to follow, charging towards the port.

A small part of the rout fled, and the remaining about two thousand followed.

In the harbor, Toristine reinforcements poured out, and the swords, spears, and shields collided fiercely with the Albion army charging from below. Swords and guns were fired, and the sound of fighting was endless.

In the harbor, fifty magicians turned pale, their lips quivering as they chanted incantations again.

Fireballs, Wind Blades, Wind Hammers, Rock Spears, Bronze Golems・・・・・・

As a burst of magic erupts in the enemy camp, the young mages can see how effective their magic is at killing their enemies. A shot of magic unleashed, and groups of enemies fell.

It was a massacre, a massacre by mages under friendly protection against enemy troops without the protection of a magician.

More than 2,600 of Albion's soldiers fell on the road from the city to the port, and Torristeen wiped them out at the cost of 400 dead and 600 wounded. The most powerful were the fifty magicians, who had mechanically chanted deserts, drugs, and magic, but after the victory, those who had killed themselves, some of them were pale and constantly begging for the forgiveness of the ancestors, some of them were lying on the ground and vomiting, and some were fanatical and flushed.

It was a baptism that saw the killing and death of fifty mages raised in the Academy, and this group of mages would be an important force for Torlistine's future.