McCam and his team were not only the first soldiers to storm White Kite City, but also the first to storm into the city.

Half of the gates finally collapsed under the repeated bombardment of siege engines and psionic cavalry, while the other half crumbled.

McCam launched a charging cry and led his soldiers into the first place.

When the defenders of the imperial gate saw that the gate was broken, their morale suddenly dropped, and they barely resisted for a while before retreating. And the city gate below was lost, and the defenders on the city wall immediately became in a state of being attacked on their backs. Soon, the banner of the Old Kingdom of the East was held up on the city walls.

Outside the city, there was thunder of joy and the sound of drums and trumpets - the whole army advanced!

Quint, the battlefield commander of the Old Kingdom, is a wise wood elf. His bark-like skin made him expressionless from birth, and only a pair of dark glowing eyes showed his vitality and intelligence. After more than half a month, it finally entered the White Kite City. After that, the follow-up troops can advance deep into the hinterland of the empire, gradually encroaching on the southeastern part of the empire.

At this time, his army was already under the White Kite City, and the soldiers in front were demolishing the gates that had not completely collapsed so that the army could enter. Listening to the voice, the vanguard army has already started a street battle with the defenders in the city, and when the army enters, it should not take too long to completely capture.

But at this moment, a series of loud noises came from the city in front of them, and everyone felt the tremor of the ground under their feet.

Earthquake? No ...... The source of the sound is from within the city.

It was as if something heavy had crashed into the ground.

Quint narrowed his eyes, trying to see through the smoke inside the gates to see what was going on inside.

"What do I see?" asked the "Pelican" of Swamp Dragon City, hunching his back. He obviously has his own answers, just to continue to increase the interest of the drinkers.

"Reinforcements, reinforcements from the Empire have arrived. He smiled wryly.

McCam didn't know what was happening, and several squads around him disappeared in an instant. He himself was lying on all fours on a discarded pallet cart, and the horse in front of him did not know where to go. He was blown over.

Looking around, there were corpses of comrades and writhing wounded people everywhere.

He heard the whirring, regular sound of the wind.

McCam's minty eyes reflected the grayish-white gloomy sky and the iron balls that hung on the buildings around him. Each iron ball was chained to the surrounding buildings, shaking incessantly, and the surface of the orb was covered with deadly spikes.

His eyes widened, unable to comprehend and believe what was happening in front of him.

But he also saw that not far away, an arm was exposed under the iron armor ball that had smashed deep into the ground, and bright red blood splattered on the ground. The sound of the iron ball piercing the air as it danced was clearly sent to his ears. Believe it or not, it's true.

McCam struggled to his feet, trying to regroup his soldiers, only to find few survivors.

At this moment, he heard footsteps, coming from a short distance from the street. It was the sound of military boots on the stone pavement.

An Imperial soldier, unhurried

Came over.

"It's dangerous," his gaze didn't fall on McCam at all, and he passed through the open gate behind him, "a little too late, and the White Kite City will be lost." ”

Half of the gates had collapsed, the other half had been completely pushed open, and a large group of soldiers from the Eastern Ancient Kingdom had rushed in and were rushing here under the leadership of their respective captains.

McCam suddenly instinctively felt a wave of fear, and couldn't help but turn around and shout at the city gate, "Don't come!!"

His judgment was correct, but after all, it was still a step too late.

The Imperial soldier raised his hand slightly, and people found that the city gate that had been opened was suddenly sealed, and it was silently blocked by the Cangli Stone.

The warriors who had already stormed the city noticed the changes behind them, and the strange sight inside the city. Countless iron balls hung from the eaves of the buildings around them in chains, swinging irregularly, completely ignoring the laws of nature.

"Now that there is no way out......," one of the captains shouted angrily, "for the kingdom, forward!" and his battle spirit was surging, and a battle cry swept away the fear and hesitation of the warriors around him, and the warriors on the city walls also gathered. For a moment, the sound of chaotic footsteps sounded, and then immediately turned into a neat and powerful footsteps. The captain was brave but not stupid, and under his command, the whole team maintained the formation of the phalanx and advanced cautiously.

"Drink!" the warriors raised their shields and swords, the tips of their swords leaning against their shields and pointing forward. They marched in neat steps, with solemn military might, and shouted battle cries rhythmically, so that many wills remained unified.

This is the battle formation of the Eastern Ancient Kingdom, known as the battlefield meat grinder, capable of outnumbering the enemy. At this time, they were facing only one Imperial soldier, and they still used such a battle formation, which showed the caution of the commander.

How could he not be cautious?

The strange ironclad balls in front of them hung from the houses on both sides of the street, dancing around, littering the corpses of their comrades, and the city gates behind them that had been opened were silently blocked, and it was not an exaggeration to call them witchcraft, and they were already alone.

The Imperial soldier was dressed in a black uniform and a slightly skewed hat. The collar of the military uniform is open, the military emblem on the left chest is shining, and the six-pointed star is lit up with three treasure diamonds, which is the rank of major general. He had a long saber stuck in his waist, the standard weapon of the Imperial Army, except for some signs of micro-customization at the end of the hilt.

"Oh...... "Very imposing," he approving, "the old prophet seems to be quiet on the surface, but he has not relaxed at all in his military training." The prophet he spoke of was Navi, the first king of the Eastern Old Kingdom, whose name means "prophet" in his clan.

Then he raised his voice, and his majestic voice resounded inside and outside the eastern city wall: "I am Miro, Major General of the Imperial Black Eagle City, in the name of Andres Cesa Hilfa, Emperor of the Hilfa Empire, to purge you. ”

Is this man a reinforcement? It seems to be, but why is there only one person? In the battle formation of the Eastern Old Kingdom, the captain was confused. His confusion did not last long, though, as he saw with his own eyes countless swords and spears appear above their heads out of thin air, pointing straight at them

。

McCam's sword had long since fallen, and he drew the dagger from his waist and flew at the officer. But as soon as the man jumped up, he was shot through by a spear and nailed to the outer wall of the blacksmith's shop nearby.

"You misunderstood, young warrior," McCam said to himself at the sound of Milo's playful voice, "I have kept you alive only to be a witness, to pass back what you have seen, and to let them know what power is and what fear is. When you go back, remember to tell your leader, the Empire, that it will become the master of the continent and bring prosperity to all life on the continent. ”

Then, McCam heard the captain shout "Raise the shield!" in the battle formation, and the whole team was covered in smoke and dust. The blades of the sky fell from the sky like a rain of steel. In this heavy rain, the steel shields of the warriors were like tissue paper, piercing with one blow, and it was their flesh and blood that were pierced. The smoke cleared, and some of the warriors barely stood, but Miro had already drawn his sword.

He took a slight step forward, and with the saber swept swiftly and forcefully across the void in front of him, a spiritual power sword qi that shone with dazzling white light flew out quickly. In just an instant, they penetrated the battle formation, bombarding the city wall behind them, and erupted into a violent explosion. The sword aura of the Psychic Power was too large and wide, exceeding the width of the street, and even the houses on both sides were affected, and the outer walls of some of the houses were directly pierced.

The smoke and dust dissipated, leaving a knife mark tens of stars and meters wide on the city wall in front of him, which was deeply imprinted on the solid Cangli stone.

The heads of the warriors who were swept by the sword qi had already fallen to the ground, and the blood splattered on the bodies that were still standing, turning into blood fountains.

"Tsk......" Miro frowned, "overexerting myself again, I hope General Barov doesn't blame me for destroying his city......"

"You...... There must be a limit to bragging, right?!" Someone next to the "Pelican" protested, "One man's reinforcements, a dozen heads cut off with one sword?"

"Pelican" glanced at him contemptuously: "It's all what I saw with my own eyes." Do you think Major General Miro's sword is the kind of garbage on your waist?"

The man was clearly an impulsive mercenary, but his companion reached out to stop him.

"It has nothing to do with swords, it's the sword technique of spiritual power. His companion whispered in his ear.

In addition to him, there is also Ian, who has been sitting in the corner. Not only the sword skills of the psychic power, but also the iron armor balls, chains, and blades that he embodied from the sky...... All are very similar to the techniques used by Regin, but they sound more powerful. In contrast, Regin's skills are more likely to be used against individual targets, while Miro's skills are more than enough to compete with an army.

"Did the Old Kingdom army fight back?" someone asked.

"Fight back?" said the bard, "Miró was tossed out one by one by the heads of the warriors he had cut down on the inner side of the wall, and they all fell in front of the opposing formation, a total of eighty-three heads, and I counted them." He didn't throw the living warrior out with him. He carried the spear that had pierced the warrior, like an ogre carrying a skewer of roasted meat, and walked out of the city, leaving the man to the army of the Old Kingdom

Team. ”

Pushing McCam out of the city like a barbecue, the "Pelican" did see it, but what happened after leaving the city gate was hearsay and nonsense. Because from the angle he had from the top of the bell tower, he couldn't see what was happening at the foot of the city wall outside.

Miro held the spear that had pierced McCam and threw it hard, just enough to throw the dying McCam in front of Commander Quint's formation. Quinte's expressionless wooden face seemed to show a hint of horror. Of course he had seen all eighty-three heads, and the survivor had clearly intended to leave them for him.

"The commander of the Old Kingdom is also a bad breed," scolded the bard, "but he leads so many men and horses, but he does not dare to continue the siege!"

"They retreated?"

"Pelican" nodded helplessly, because his story was nearing the end.

"Retreated, and was immediately scared away. He rolled his eyes and struck again, "But—" His deliberately long voice succeeded in attracting the attention of the drinkers once again.

"However, they retreated in such an orderly manner that I thought they would flee in a hurry. ”

"That's Quint," replied one of the warrior-looking men, "I've heard his name, Quint Muxin, and it's said that he's a very good fighter. ”

"After all, it's the commander of an army, you think it's all the same as ours?" said the guy who seemed to be with him laughed in a teasing tone.

Then everyone discussed the topic of Quint and the kingdom's army, as well as the war in various places, and no one paid attention to the "pelican".

(End of chapter)