Chapter 114: The Roar (Part II)
"For the glory of Sacklandββββββββ!!!!
Hoarse cries echoed in the sky, and the blizzard tore at every fortress guard who was still fighting, the bones and blood already cold at their feet, the monsters still roaring in front of them, mottled halberds and shattered shields in their hands.
The tense of the bowstring, the whistling of the blade, the fluttering battle flag hunting......
The gray and white waves that poured up the city wall constantly slapped against the "black shield wall", and every resistance, every fight, made this thin defense line seem to have been washed by countless plasma.
The rotting demons are "monsters" concocted by the evil godsβpain, mutilation, and even death are meaningless to them...... It's like an undead crawling out of hell who doesn't know anything other than killing.
Flames and arrows continued to "bloom" in the glacial wilderness, and the arrows that rained down did not stop for a momentβbut were soon completely overwhelmed by more gray-white figures, and the roaring army of monsters did not even have the intention of stopping, still mechanically rushing towards the walls of the Broken Mountain Fortress.
Burning flames, scorching smoke... The little wizard who gritted his teeth tightly stared at the black oppression, his hands were already covered with cold sweat, and the beads of sweat on his forehead slipped down his cheeks without feeling anything.
No amount of weapons, no amount of arrows, and no amount of stone cannons will be of any use in front of thousands of monsters, and it will only delay the pace and number of their attacks slightly......
Al Yin even recalled the scene at Ebolden, the same no way out, the same countless monsters... The only difference is that this time I am not alone.
"I am Ain Rand, an alchemist from the Rand family of Deep Limburg, from the Rand family of Mt. Limpal, Wimpal Academy. β
As if hypnotic, Ain, who lowered his head, muttered in a low voice:
"I will never let you pass through this fortress;"
"Because I promised them, I promised those two fools......"
"I'll wait for them to come back!"
"Stone cannon ready, ignition agent ready ......" Slowly raising his right hand, the little wizard took a sharp breath, straightened up his small chest: shouted with all the strength of his body:
"Launch ββββ!"
She was answered by the deepest roar of dozens of metal colliding machines.
At the cost of dozens of legionnaires, the guards on the city walls finally regained the initiative in this fortress defense battle, and strangled hundreds of rotting corpse demons who pounced on them.
Taking advantage of the defensive advantages of the city wall and the alternate advance of the shield wall, the recruits under the leadership of the veteran finally tried to contain the enemy who rushed to the city wall as much as possible.
But that's the final limit... In addition to having enough resources and city walls, the Broken Boundary Mountain Fortress, which lacks troops, can't even counterattack, and can only be passively beaten in round after round of attacks by the monster army, and the best result is just to survive this round of attacks.
If the battle continues, the Broken Mountain Fortress may last for a week or even half a month, and 10,000 or even 30,000 monsters will fall under the walls of the fortress, and even after they break through the gates, they can continue to use the defense line inside the walls......
But in the end, the Broken Mountain Fortress... It will fall!
"Wooββββββββββββββ!!!!"
At the same time as the battle was scorching, the melodious sound of the horn almost made everyone raise their heads, widen their eyes and even look at the sky shrouded in a blizzard.
The sound of the trumpet does not come from the city walls, but from the watchtower at the top of the spiral peak, that is......
Wait, is it possible?!
Before he could come to his senses, a long dragon groan had already tore through the sky and exploded in the dome of the Broken Mountain Fortress!
The little wizard with round eyes was stunned for a moment, and then bit his lip in excitement.
I didn't see those two stupid guys, but for some reason... The corners of the reddened eyes are already a little moist
"I knew, I knew... These two dumbas... They're still alive!"
The next moment, the demon dragon with its wings spread out and roared with its bloody mouth, and in the howling wind, it fell rapidly towards the land of the glacial wasteland!
Then it rained golden-red, overwhelming rain of fire.
All the defenders of the entire Broken Mountain Fortress were stunned, and their mouths grew in astonishment as they looked at the desolate beasts that fell from the sky and the fire that burned everything.
At the end of the glacial wasteland, a roaring and spewing flame-spewing Mirasis flapped his wings into the air and swooped in the direction of the Broken Mountain Fortress!
A dazzling pillar of golden-red fire crossed through the center of the entire monster army, and countless rotting corpse demons shattered their bones under the raging flames, turning into shattered ice crystals, and then together with the surrounding ice and snow, completely evaporated in the relentless dragon flame!
Pitch-black scorched smoke, congealed plasma, cold bones...... All sorts of smells mingled in the air, rising and tumbling, getting heavier and stronger.
The eyes of the soldiers on the ramparts widened, the crossbowmen had forgotten to shoot their arrows, and the legionnaires had forgotten to defend themselves and were just staring at the roar.
A roar of ice cracking pain echoed across the glacial wasteland, and the once invincible rotting corpse demon was now burned and ravaged under the raging dragon flames.
The flames that landed on the ground not only did not stop, but even burned to both sides, leaving behind the dragon a burning, blackened "flame passage"!
"Long live de Salionββ!
One of the legionnaires shouted suddenly, pounding his shield with his mottled heavy sword in excitement.
"Long live de Salionββββββ!!!!
The next moment, almost all the soldiers on the entire city wall roared excitedly, like the sound of war drums, endlessly!
Ernst Drexis, surrounded by the soldiers, did not show any emotion, his expression was extremely unsightly with a frown, and he clutched the sword in his hand tightly.
Because at the moment when the dragon appeared, a very terrible conjecture suddenly entered his mind, and the reality in front of him made him unable to avoid that possibility.
But in the end, the scarred middle-aged knight only let out a long sigh......
"Boom ββ!!!!"
There was a deafening sound, the earth was shaken, and the entire city walls of the Broken Mountain Fortress trembled, and the windswept wind dispersed countless smoke, dust, ice and snow, and a wave of qi like substance spread out from the center to the surroundings!
The huge figure landed on the top of the tower of the Broken Mountain Fortress, allowing everyone to see with their own eyes what a terrifying beast it was.
A thin figure leaped from the dragon's back, making the little wizard's heartstrings tense.
Ignoring the surprised legionnaires on both sides, the exhausted black-haired wizard shrugged his shoulders and walked forward step by step.
Behind him was a bruised Lusen, and a limping gray-eyed boy supported Isaac Grantham, who was still vomiting, and got off the dragon's back with great difficulty.
As for Brandon de Salion, who was supposed to be the first to come down...... At this moment, she was flung up and down by Mirasis in her mouth without any image, as if she was complaining that the other party had let her carry so many strangers at once... Although she seems to be quite happy.
Step by step, humming a little tune in his mouth, he walked straight forward, past the soldiers beside him, through the battlements of the fortress, through barrels filled with fire oil and dusty ballista trebuchets.
The familiar figure appeared in his sight again.
The figure that he had worried about countless times stood in front of him intact... Although he looked tired, his hair was messy, and his eyes were bloodshot.
But... She's alive.
The little wizard who could still be forced to calm down was already full of tears at this moment, gritting her teeth, she shrugged her shoulders slightly when she couldn't cry, and her big eyes full of water looked at the guy she had been worried about for so many days.
The corners of his mouth were slightly curled, and the black-haired wizard sighed helplessly.
In the next second, Loren took the initiative to step forward, and before the little wizard could react, he took her in his arms and gently patted her on the back.
The person in his arms did not resist, and even took the initiative to reach out and put his arms around his neck, hugging him tightly, as if he was afraid that he would disappear all at once.
Loren curled the corners of his mouth:
"Sorry......
We came back late. β