Driven by the desire to survive**, and shrouded in fear, Witt Setalman commanded the death regiment of the Wangcheng Forbidden Army, which had no way out.

Inside Unocal's outer city, the air smells of blood.

The collision of blades, the crisp sound of firelight; The dripping of blood filled the ravines embedded in the stone steps of the ground of Unocal's outer city. The remains of the soldiers who had fallen down by the two armies were trampled by the chaotic footsteps. Roars and prayers are intertwined into a war song of blood and tears. The royal flags were mutilated, and one after another suddenly toppled under the Snowddown blue sky and snow flags. Matthew's war knife curled the blade, the blade was no longer sharp, and he grabbed the Snow Ghost Corpse Snow's spear banner held tightly, and the stubborn defense of the Wangcheng Forbidden Army's death regiment blocked the bloody path paved by the corpses of the forbidden army between the dragon-like dancing and sharp stabbing of the Matthew spear flag.

"Oh, Forrestal! The Death Regiment is about to be wiped out! The royal court guards beside the regent pointed at the unobstructed battle under the Eagle Wing Tower.

"What a panic, we haven't been broken yet, not to mention that behind us is the Port of Kings!" Lan Keis, who was standing on the Eagle Wing Tower, pretended to be calm, but no matter how much he pretended, he couldn't stop his beating heart, and his lips were constantly trembling, "Let the archers of the inner city release arrows for me to shoot these tramples of the royal city!" ”

"General Khvet Settalman is still holding the last royal flag! There are many of our valiant Forbidden Army soldiers there! One of the guards panicked.

Regent Lanketh closed his eyes, a nameless anger seemed to swell in his heart, he showed the potential of a tyrant, and quietly walked quickly behind the Praetorian guard who retorted him, and pushed him from the back, and the rain of arrows and the Praetorian guards flying down from the Eagle Wing Tower flew together towards the Nylda Heights and the Snow Ghost of Snowdan in the storming of the inner city.

"Who else wouldn't want to listen to me, the regent! It's the same as that guy just now! A roar erupted from the Regent's chest, and the Praetorian guards beside Lan Caith looked terrified, and they ran down the Eagle Wing Tower like demons, and came to the inner stone walls to join the final defensive battle of the last line of defense of the royal city.

"Indiscriminate arrows! There are no more of us out there, and even if there are, shoot them together! "The Praetorian guards who ran down from the Eagle Wing Tower commanded all the Forbidden marksmen in the defense.

The rebels of Nildagon and Snowdan stormed the inner city with blood stains on their bodies, and both sides were shooting arrows at each other, refusing to let up in the slightest. The rebels of Nildagon and Snowdan waited for the hopeful siege ladder in the rain of arrows, they chanted the name of Baron Snowdaunt Witt, and together they erected the ladder and set them up one by one on the inner ring wall, the mighty Nildagon and Snowdan rebels surrounded the inner ring wall, wearing a wolf's skin cloak and a rattan plate full of sharp arrows, risking being hit by huge falling rocks, after paying a huge sacrifice, they finally climbed the inner ring wall one by one.

In the hand-to-hand encounter, the garrison of the inner city of Unocal and the snow ghosts of Nilda and Snowdan were almost huddled together. In the narrow gap of contact, there is a sharp scimitar, but death can no longer threaten the two sides that kill the red eye, and the most dangerous front has the most resistance.

On the one hand, it is a desperate attack, and on the other hand, it is an impregnable wall. Not far from the inner city under the Eagle Wing Tower, Werther's hateful gaze collided with the vicious gaze of Lan Keith on the Eagle Wing Tower, more intense than the collision of weapons.

The garrisons of the inner city of Unocal resisted hard, and finally gained a fleeting upper hand with the help of the strong walls, and they repelled wave after wave of rebel warriors who poured onto the stone walls of the inner city at the same heavy loss, so that the white stones that built the inner city had long lost their true color, and were stained bright red by the blood of the warriors.

The snow ghosts, despite their heavy losses, have no intention of retreating. They were not afraid of the lingering garrison on the stone walls of the inner city of Unocone. There were only a few cold arrows shot from the city, and the snow ghosts knew that the arrows in the inner city had run out, "Snowddown's warriors, strong snow ghosts, once you fight, you will win the battle!" Step onto the tower and slay the brutal Regent! Take the crown off the baby's head! They don't have arrows! It will no longer be able to withstand our onslaught! Big money, rare opportunities, great glory awaits all of us here in the inner city! ”

The Regent's forehead was dripping with beads of sweat, and he could already count how many garrisons there were above the royal city, and although he was on the high eagle-winged tower, he could clearly hear the wild shouts of these fighting snow ghosts. The scimitar at his waist had not yet been unsheathed, and he could not even talk about drawing it to slash his enemy, but he was panting from nervousness. Relentingly, he nodded affirmatively after talking to himself, as if he had made a personal decision, he left behind the garrison and guards in the fight, quietly escaped from the Eagle Wing Tower, and rushed towards the palace of the Wood Elf King in the inner city.

The horn of the march came from a distance outside the stone wall of the West Outer Ring, and the sound of shouting and killing was gradually heard in the distance, and the shouting of killing was getting closer and closer.

A large group of warriors of the Wood Elves carrying the banner of the Unocal royal family rushed out from the western edge of the Nicholas Forest, breaching the unsuspecting stone walls of the Western Outer Ring like a torrent that burst through the fields of crops without any dye defenses.

"Look, Sheffield's army, Sheffield's Border Forest Patrol Brigade! The teacher of the king of diligence! "The royal city forbidden army on the city walls seemed to see a little hope of victory. They were reinvigorated, marching with weary steps, and armed with scimitars, fought more and more bravely in the confrontation with the rebels who were storming the inner city by Nilda and Snowdan.

"Herald, herald!" Witt was in a hurry, he couldn't remember that he had ambushed this army that had suddenly appeared. "What a situation! How can there be such a loud shout behind us. ”

"Your Excellency. Behind us seems to be Sheffield's army, is it a reinforcement you specially arranged? The herald was overwhelmed by Werther's sudden panicked questioning.

"Reinforcements, damn Wood, you're a cunning old fox! You're fucking fooling me again! Tawabaha estimates that there are very few murders! Witt thumped his chest, and the snow-white long-haired war horse under his crotch neighed loudly under his trampling stirrups, "Inform the siege troops who have not yet climbed the stone wall of the inner city to immediately turn the direction of attack and defend our rear, we are being flanked!" ”

Werther, who was usually extremely calm, was now a little frightened and at a loss, and it was obvious that he could not withdraw most of the siege troops that were fighting fiercely on the stone walls. He had a premonition that disaster was coming.

"Report! Wood's Sheffield Border Forest Patrol Brigade has used a cavalry squadron to surprise the attack, and they have quickly penetrated the stone wall of the Western Outer Ring Road, and are rapidly approaching us at great speed! Another herald came on a fast horse and leaned down to report.

"Defend in place. The rear army was changed to the front army! Witt gave the order, with anger burning in the order.

Sheffield's vanguard rode all cyan jungle horses, led by Wood and Glenn, both brandishing sabers, and led the Sheffield squadron cavalry directly into the army formation of the Snowdaunt and Nilda Gang rebels who were still assembled in the formation in the Liberas of Liberas, who were black and long haired. Sheffield's infantry followed Sheffield's cavalry all the way, and they were like a strange army led by Forrestal, led by the veteran Legral and the younger Crodir.

"Long live Sheffield! Long live Shefir! The regent Lanketh walked quickly into the palace of the Wood Elf King, which was still some distance away from the inner city wall, but he still heard the cry of the garrison on the stone wall of the inner city, and he stared at him in shock.

Under the inner ring walls, Wood was dressed in a military uniform, his long golden flowing hair under his brilliant silver-horned helmet, his fair and handsome face was as delicate as the treasure he waved in his hand, the Mithril blade of the Sun and Moon Scimitar of Lord Colin reflected the dazzling light of the sun, and the blade he slashed made these snow ghosts even more unguardable, they couldn't see where the blade was heading, they just saw the fatal sword light before the sharp result.

"Stepping on ten thousand mountains, the treasure of ten thousand trees; The sun and moon are hidden inside, and the dignity of ten thousand blades is contained! The splendor of the Maharaja's Blade of Colin reappears in Unocal King's City! Wood swung his sword and chanted the words of Lord Collin, "Blade of Lord Collin! Sun and Moon Scimitar! Where the knife goes, it is invincible! Warriors, kill the rebels and become the king of the country! ”

The sun bathed him and his warriors, and it seemed that Forrester had bestowed upon them the blessing of the god of the forest. The power of the Lord's Blade of Colin was like a god-killing scythe in the eyes of the Nielda Gang and Snowdan Snow Ghosts, and in the face of Wood's Blade of the Lord's Lord, the Snow Ghosts of Nieldagon and Snowdan were finally terrified.

"How is this possible, that is the real Sun and Moon Scimitar! Blade of the Lord's Lord! What kind of favor did this abominable Wood get? Damn it! What the hell is going on! Werther was in touch with the mount under his crotch, and the snow-white, long-haired horse began to convuls, and it seemed restless, just swaying in place with its hooves, not neighing.

"Your Excellency! We fell completely into Sheffield's tricks. For the first time, Snowddown Ghost Officer Matthew felt the imminent feeling of defeat, and the victory he was about to win seemed to be rapidly approaching them, "This must have been a big joke that Forrester played on us. ”

"I will not give up the throne I am about to take, I will kill this abominable Wood!" Baron Werther's heart was already full of mixed feelings, he did not know whether his heart was full of panic or melancholy, and he could not say it himself, for the first time in his life, the king of wolves, who was known for his ferocity, finally knew the feeling of fear.