"My Holy Cross, ......"

Looking at the "sea of fire" covered by sunken battleships and flames, the mercenaries hiding behind the battlements on the city wall were stunned one by one, and their faces were covered with cold sweat.

The trembling "black blade" swallowed its saliva fiercely, and the right hand holding the hilt of the sword trembled: "It's the first time in my life that I've seen this... Something scary! You say, are all the elves burned to death?"

"Probably not. ”

The silver blood iron at the corner of his mouth pursed his face, and he almost suffocated stared at the sinking elven warship in the distance: "At most, it just thwarted their offensive momentum... Right?"

"Frustration?"

"Hmm. Silver Blood nodded in a daze, his pupils flashing with a calm color: "Our enemy... But there are 100,000 of them!"

Lakh......

The surrounding mercenaries held their breath, and their expressions revealed fear - not to mention the 100,000 army in front of them, even if they were told that this was the open gate of Hellfire, the enemy was the demon pouring out of the gate, and no one would be surprised.

"Woo woo woo ——————!!!!"

While the mercenaries on the city walls were still stunned, the sound of a rapid trumpet suddenly came from a distance, and the Byrne knights on each tower blew their horns with it.

"It's the rallying cry - everyone is back at their posts, ready to fight!" Silver Blood's expression was unprecedentedly solemn, and he directly stuffed his saber into the hand of the mercenary beside him:

"Hold your weapons, the enemy is coming!"

"What?!, are all of these long-eared people so eager to die?" Black Blade spat viciously: "Go, fight with them, hold back and prepare to fight hard!"

The mercenaries turned around one after another, and one by one they hid in the back row of the battlements of the fortress and the city wall, took out their own messy warbows and heavy crossbows from their backs, and poked out half of their heads from between the battlements with their necks bent.

No matter how demoralized and unmotivated they are, these people are still mercenaries who lick blood from the knife edge, professional soldiers who earn money by killing themselves, and their fighting quality is much stronger than that of militias who have not received much training.

Nervous Silver Blood's eyes widened, and his hands pressed against the edge of the battlement, staring at the sea of flames that seemed to burn everything.

The sweat of the palms of the hands dripped from the ten fingers that had been torn by the cracks in the walls.

A quarter of an hour later, a dense black shadow appeared in the sea of fire—hundreds of small boats, like schools of fish gathered on the surface of the sea, through the gaps between the tongues of fire, approaching the shore at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The silver blood with his pupils shrinking suddenly finally saw the face of the enemy clearly.

Simple scale armor and leather armor, a slender knife hanging from the waist, a spear in the hand... As Isaac Grantham described, these proud elven warriors disdained to wear shields and other defensive weapons.

They rely more on their reflexes, as well as on their agile and well-trained bodies.

At the head of this "school of fish", an elven warrior dressed only in linen robes stood at the bow of the ship, holding his sword in his arms and holding his head proudly high, as if nothing around him could hurt him in the slightest.

And at this moment, the elven warrior standing on the bow of the ship suddenly turned his head and showed a somewhat hideous "smile" towards the silver blood.

Creeps!

Obviously, from a distance from a port, even the figure can't be seen clearly, but the silver blood has a touch like it has been disemboweled and decapitated by the other party.

"Ahhhhh Die!"

A hysterical cry came, and Silver Blood, who hurriedly looked at it, saw an auxiliary soldier behind him howling in a trance, aiming the ballista in the direction of the port.

"Stop!"

But it's too late... By the moment the silver blood opened its mouth to block it, a small "black dot" had already roared into the air, and after cutting an arc in the sky, it swooped down and pounced on the harbor.

At that moment, the elven warrior standing at the bow of the ship suddenly raised his head, and his eyes focused on the "black dot" that was attacking him. ”

And then... Draw the knife.

"Bang ——!"

The moment the long knife was unsheathed, the canister of fire oil had already shattered before it could fall, and the steaming water vapor formed a large curtain of ice in the air.

The shattered curtain of ice turned into countless ice crystals, scattering and falling from the top of Eugen's head, and the smiling Inquisitor took advantage of the situation to swing his knife, the tip of which reached the ring fortress in front of him:

"Attack!"

"For His Highness the ——!!!! of Rodria

With a uniform shout, thousands of elven warriors rolled out of their ships, jumped into the icy waters, and swooped down on the ring-shaped fortress of the harbor with the rising tide.

Even in the messy stragglers, the elven warriors maintained a certain degree of order - the elves in the front row leaned over and charged with their four-meter-long spears in both hands, while the elven warriors in the gap in the spear array drew their swords one after another to cover the pikemen on their sides.

The elven warriors at the end of the stragglers put away their long knives, took out their warbows and crossbow-like weapons from the boat, and assisted the remaining elves to turn the boat around and use it as a shield to cover the ladder while taking cover.

It's so messy, but it looks so neat and orderly.

"The first line of defense - prepare to engage the enemy!"

Under the city wall, Lu Sien, who was holding high the golden lion flag on a black background, stood above the earthen wall, held the hilt of his sword in his right hand, and shouted angrily at the Ebolden city defense behind him: "Resist the defense line, you are not allowed to retreat!"

"Behind you is your city, and behind the wall is your family!"

"The day the city is broken, it is the day your family is destroyed - you run away, and the mercenaries on the city wall will not protect your family!"

"For your own sake, fight to the end!"

"Bloody battle to the end——————!!!!"

In the midst of a series of roars, the flag of the sea was erected on the entire port position.

In order to prevent this temporary defensive position from being instantly defeated by the enemy, and in order to prevent the enemy from forcibly breaking through the formation of the "Four Court Samurai" who mastered the "Way of the Samurai", two-thirds of the Celestial Wings Demon Hunters who came with Loren were placed in the defensive strongholds on the position.

The purpose is to delay the momentum and speed of the enemy's attack as much as possible, so that they can hit their heads and break the blood before attacking the ring fortress!

The scarlet-eyed soldiers of the city defense lay behind the earthen wall, their shields and crossbows clenched in their hands, their halberds on their backs, and their hammers hanging from their waists.

The soldiers of Eboden were not as honor-minded as the knights of other regions, and the most useful weapons were the weapons that could be crippled or killed.

The battle begins at fifty paces!

"Buzz——! Buzz——! Buzz——!"

With the cruising of dark shadows and the howl that tore through the air, the charging elven warriors and the soldiers of the city defense who hid behind the earthen walls continued to fall, either on the muddy beach or into the barb-strewn pit behind them.

Figures continued to fall in the charging elven formation, but more samurai dodged with their nimble movements, or shot down with the back of their swords the moment the arrows struck.

The death of Pao Ze did not lose the morale of the two anti-dumpers, but aroused their respective bloodiness, and they poured the silent "rain of death" on the other party even more hoarsely.

Until the first elven warrior crossed the trench and pounced on the first row of earthen walls.

"Bell ——!"

Feeling the force coming from the sword, Lu Sien gritted his teeth, planted the battle flag on the earthen wall without hesitation, and pulled out the second sword with his backhand.

The next moment, the silver-white ice vapor struck like a transparent blade!

Syllable!

The ice crystal was shattered by his backhand the moment before it touched the front door, and when he looked up again, the gray-eyed boy's eyes had turned gray-blue with the power of the void.

Instinctive fear, in warning the enemy in front of him... It's dangerous.

"Catch my spirituality... Are you the Empire's Night's Watch?" Eugen deliberately withdrew his knife with a sinister smile, as if waiting for the gray-eyed boy to strike first: "Your leader Ruth Infinit died at my hands, if you want revenge, come here!"

"Don't confuse me with those stinky rats!"

The gray-eyed young man snorted coldly, and the short swords in both hands went one after the other: "I am Duke Byrne's personal guard, Lu Sien, the leader of the Firmament Wings!"

"It doesn't matter to anyone, because you're going to die——!"

The moment the words fell, the long knife wrapped in ice vapor had already swung again, and it was piercing!

Lu Sien dodged quickly, and the short swords in both hands continued to parry and probe, forcing the enemy to retreat.

Eugen, the chief samurai of the Inquisition, and his idealistic celestial phenomena... That's right, Lu Sien had heard the black-haired wizard mention this guy - he broke into the Heavenly Dome Palace, slaughtered the royal guards, and killed the leader of the Assassins of Rut Infinit...... That's him.

"Bell ——!"

At the moment of dodging, the serpent's short sword-like blade bypassed the long sword that rose horizontally, but was blocked by an ice curtain at the moment when it was about to approach the elf's body.

The blade of the sword is stained with a layer of frost at a speed visible to the naked eye.

At that moment, the corners of the gray-eyed boy's mouth were slightly hooked... Because he saw the smug smile on the face of the enemy who thought he was on the spot.

Pity... You're the one who fell for it!

Under the reinforcement of the evil god mark on the back of the neck, every movement and expression of the elf in front of him was infinitely refined, and all the flaws were perfectly presented in front of Lu Sien's eyes.

And Lu Sien, who has been honed for three years, no longer needs to rely on instinct, but uses his own will to harness this power and make it a sharp blade in his hands......

Kill all who are enemies of Lord Loren!

"Bell!"

In an instant when it was impossible to distinguish with the naked eye, the long knife and the short sword intersected again, and the two flashing figures parted in an instant—Eugen's face was bloodied, and Luceen's right hand was stained with a faint frost.

"You actually hurt me... Very good, except for Rut Infinit, I didn't expect that there would be opponents in this empire who are worthy of my excitement. Touching the wound on his face, Eugen's smirking expression twitched slightly:

"Wings of the Sky and Lucean... Very well, I remember your name;"

"You don't need to remember it that clearly, because you're going to hell soon. The gray-eyed boy snorted coldly, and secretly moved his frozen right hand: "Dead man, you don't need to know too many things. ”

"That's right. ”

Eugen, who smiled cruelly, coldly raised the long knife horizontally again:

"Then you will die——!"

The moment the swords clashed, countless shouts of slaughter rang out around the two of them, and hundreds of elven warriors rushed up the earthen wall to fight the city defenders who were waiting for them.

It's like a surging wave, crashing the reef of the coast!

The sound of fighting, the roaring cry, the notes of the sword ensemble, the clash of spears and shields... The magnificent and grand "ensemble" was staged in front of the port of Ebolden.

Unlike the frenzied attacking elven warriors, the soldiers behind the earthen walls had no intention of holding their ground at all costs, and even seemed to be retreating in an orderly manner compared to the enemy's momentum.

When retreating, don't forget to use the halberd and chain hammer in your hand to give the enemy a few blows!

The orderly retreat of the enemy made the elven warriors mistakenly believe that the enemy was repulsed by their fierce onslaught, so that the elves who were rushing forward did not notice the robes that had fallen into the trenches behind the earthen wall, or were crushed by the collapsed earthen wall, and desperately advanced in the direction of the ring fortress and the city wall.

By a quarter of an hour of the battle, the city defenders had largely withdrawn from a defensive position, and there were almost no casualties.

"Woo woo woo ————!"

Almost at the same time, a hurried horn sounded again on the ramparts.

The elven warriors who were shouting and fighting had not noticed it yet, but the city guards under the city walls had already raised their shields vigilantly, and even subconsciously dodged backwards.

"Projection troops, all in place ——!"

The silver blood holding high the saber stood in front of a ballista, and next to him was the auxiliary soldier who had just been executed as a result of firing without authorization, and the saber in his hand was still dripping with blood: "The launcher is aimed at the first array, wind up and prepare!"

"Aim Complete——!"

The frightened auxiliaries shouted loudly.

"Ammunition reloading——, odd reloading stone cannons, even reloading canisters!"

"Reloaded——!

"Then launch!" shouted hoarsely, as if to vent his inner fear, the silver blood swung his sword in the direction of the harbor and the shore beach.

In an instant, countless black shadows swooped down from the city wall!

"Boom ————!!!!"

In the midst of a terrifying loud noise, large "waves of sand" were smashed on the flat harbor beachhead, the fragile earthen walls collapsed under the bombardment of stone munitions, and the terrain was twisted into strange shapes by rubble, sand, and rubble......

The elven warriors who tried to bypass the ring fortress soon found themselves doing so in a purely futile manner... As an important stronghold of the port, the position of the circular fortress is like a sharp corner protruding outward, and once you detour to both sides, it means that you will be attacked from both sides of the fortress and the city wall, and there are trench traps that you don't know if you will fall directly into the next step.

And the elves who attacked the fortress head-on didn't know what they were about to face... What a fiery hell!