While the camp of the Creation Gate is in chaos, so is the chaos in the quarry.

The war was brutal, and the Dark Ones did not want innocent miners to be harmed, so they concentrated the miners in the safest mines, and prepared plenty of food and fresh water. The remaining 3,000 Dark Ones have been preparing for a night.

At the top of the hillside, a circular defensive front has been built, and the Dark Ones have formed a simple defensive front based on the quarry's original low walls and fences.

Not only on the top of the hillside, but also in the huge mine cave, there are countless soldiers in ambush.

At this time, Lord Feng was nervously discussing defense matters, and the white tiger knelt in front of him, not moving.

The white tiger was not punished for kneeling, and Lord Feng had no intention of punishing him at all, but the white tiger twisted his temper like this, and if he failed, he would be punished, and he would not be punished without punishment.

The people couldn't screw him, so they had to go with him.

Lord Feng frowned, and kept looking at the topographic map, he was not worried about the upcoming battle, he was worried about his son.

"What's the matter, how could the Creation Gate transfer the Drift Fire Levy to the front line? Isn't he unable to pee with these people?

Lord Feng was very depressed in his heart, this was obviously a rat trap. With his own son inside, how can he fight this battle? The battlefield is not a child's house.

However, Lord Wind was still a little happy, especially after Flowing Fire cast such a subtle spell, he was even more proud.

"My son is just excellent, absolutely with me... He has a high level of understanding and a strong sense of God, which is much stronger than those gentlemen..."

Lord Feng is so conflicted now, one will worry about the battle, the next will worry about his son, and the next he will be proud of his son.

The ninth master knew the details of his old friend, and said with a long sigh.

"It seems that you can't make a move this time. If it doesn't work, let's use the secret passage..."

Before the ninth master finished speaking, Xuanwu quit.

"Why? We haven't fought yet, why are we thinking about a way back? Isn't it just 6,000 enemies, we now have 3,000 elites, and the Green Dragon and the White Tiger are also here, I don't believe we have to escape..."

"White Tiger, you stand up for me, if you want to be punished, you have to go to the battlefield to be punished, what's the matter if you kneel here..."

Xuanwu's loud voice didn't last long when a herald's report interrupted him.

"Report to your lordship, the Creation Gate has suddenly set up ten trebuchets in front of the formation, and it is about to start attacking..."

Before the herald could finish speaking, suddenly there was a tremor on the ground, and it turned out that the attack of the Creation Gate had begun.

The last thing around the quarry is stones, large and small alabaster stones are thrown into the sky by lever trebuchets and smashed into the crowd.

The tumbling stones were simply not something that could be stopped by manpower, and although those shiny Yuan Qi shields could bounce off some small stones, he couldn't alleviate the huge impact. Countless Darklings were smashed with internal injuries by the impact, gulping blood.

Xuanwu had already run to the high slope, looking at the stones in the sky. When an alabaster stone came straight for him, Xuanwu's huge fist met it fiercely, shattering the stone with just one punch.

It's a pity that most of the dark ones don't have the strength to defy the sky like him, so they can only hide behind the low wall and hold on.

The stone-throwing attacks on the defensive line lasted for an hour, by which time the low walls were in ruins, and large swaths of wooden fences had been knocked down.

At this time, the trebuchet suddenly adjusted its angle, and the stones flew over the line of defense into the pit. The entire construction site was smashed by the rain of stones.

Countless winches were smashed, and a large number of ore carts were overturned. Occasionally, lucky rocks would fly to the mouth of those mines, and gurgle and roll into them, crushing a path of flesh and blood.

Xuanwu knew that the time had come for hand-to-hand combat, and the enemy had already begun to charge.

The soldiers, who had already assembled in front of the catapult, shouted and rushed up the hillside, scattered swordmen with huge shields in front and hordes of awakened ones behind for fire support.

Xuanwu looked at the more than 2,000 loose streams of people below, his eyes full of contempt.

"Garbage soldiers, there is no discipline at all, or the habit of fighting alone in the past, they all say that the creation of the sect has been actively training in the past few years, and it turns out that it has been trained to become this virtue."

Xuanwu looked at the crowd that was getting closer and closer, and suddenly spoke.

"Qinglong is holding the defensive line, Baihu and I will each bring 500 people, come to a counter-charge, let's compare who can pass through the formation first..."

The white tiger's eyes were now full of battle intent, and he slapped away an oncoming wooden thorn with one palm, and said contemptuously.

"This pile of garbage, we still need to go out, and I will wrap it up alone..."

After saying that, he turned over and jumped over the low wall and quickly rushed down the mountain with his men. Xuanwu smiled slightly, and immediately after him, he also rushed towards the enemy. Behind the two of them, 500 elite Dark Ones followed.

The two troops, one on the left and one on the right, were like two sharp daggers, stabbing fiercely in the crowd of attackers.

In all fairness, the strength of these sword masters and awakened people in the Creation Gate is no worse than that of the Dark One, after all, the Creation Gate is the orthodoxy of the cultivators, and holding high the banner of righteousness, it has really attracted a large number of elite talents.

The heavily armored swordsman rushed to the front, his body shining with the light of countless blessing spells, and the two-handed swords in his hands were almost one person tall, and the dancing was full of white light.

The awakened people behind the swordsman are not rookies, they have extremely rich experience in actual combat, low-level spells harass the enemy, and high-level spells take the opportunity to kill and injure the enemy, and these people also cooperate with each other, and they are by no means purely alone.

It's a pity that today they are facing two monsters, two monsters who have advanced to the Awakened as swordsmen.

The White Tiger was the first to lead the soldiers into the crowd, he flexibly dodged the attack of the sword master, and tried every means to fight the enemy in close hand-to-hand combat, the blood was shining between the swings of the tiger claws, and the solid steel heavy armor was torn apart by the tiger claws like pieces of paper.

Behind the White Tiger, two dark ones followed him like shadows, the guards that Lord Wind had specially equipped for him. Under the protection of these two shadow guards, the white tiger didn't have to think about defense at all, and was only focused on assault and assault.

Xuanwu's battle was even more atmospheric, the giant's body was already tall, and Xuanwu's steel armor that emitted yellow light made him not afraid of any low-level spell attack.

Many fireballs and ice arrows couldn't even penetrate the yellow light of his body, let alone destroy the steel armor.

The fist is Xuanwu's weapon, Xuanwu wearing steel gloves, the two fists are like two flexible hammers, ignoring the opponent's defensive spells at all, and relying on the impact alone, the opponent's bones have been broken and blood has been spitted out.

It's not just the White Tiger and Xuanwu who are terrifying, but even the dark ones behind them are well-trained.

The two crowds of five hundred people each seem to be chaotic and chaotic, but if you look closely, these dark ones are all in a team of three, attacking and defending in unison.

Whenever a dark One prepares a meditation spell, there are always two teammates on guard. Whenever the squad is faced with a high-level spell attack, the three of them will gather together to defend against it.

I have to say that although the soldiers of the Creation Gate lack cooperation, their personal bravery is still worthy of recognition. In the face of the dark One's crazy counterattack, no one flinched, the blood of their companions inspired them, and the rumble of the war drums behind them encouraged them, relying on the large number of people, these more than 2,000 soldiers quickly surrounded these dark ones.

The current battlefield has formed two chaotic spheres, and the encircled dark ones are struggling to assault and try to pierce the attackers' military formations, and the number of people in the Creation Gate is superior, and reinforcements are constantly coming, and they are gaining the upper hand in the short term.

However, if you look closely, the ratio of casualties on both sides is definitely abnormal, and the soldiers of the Creation Gate who fell in a pool of blood are actually three times that of the Dark One.

"Damn, how did the Jade Qilin lead the team? With such a battle damage ratio, our people are all dead, and we can't eat more than a thousand enemies..."

It was Hou Wen who complained, and now Hou Wen was standing on a high platform with Liuhuo, carefully observing the battlefield.

Hou Wen and Liuhuo were actually sent out by Elder Lan Ji. The Elder was very annoyed by the incident in the morning, and the farce had some effect on the morale of the soldiers.

It's no wonder that the elder is angry, at the beginning of the big war, you poured a lot of gossip into the soldiers' heads, didn't this affect morale?

In a fit of rage, the elder sent them to the southern front, and the task for them was to defend the southern front and not let the dark ones escape.

Directly east of the quarry is the current battlefield, which is adjacent to the official road, and the terrain is the flattest, suitable for more than 1,000 people. The northern and southern fronts only serve as guards, as long as they block the escape of the dark ones.

As for the west side, then no one is watching. Dozens of miles to the west is the sea, and this is a dead end, and the dark ones will not flee there, no matter how stupid they are.

Now Liuhuo and Hou Wen are standing on a lookout on the southern front, nervously watching the changes in the battlefield.

"Waste, a bunch of waste. Xuanwu didn't do their best at all, they just want to expand the results of the battle now, and they want to kill and injure a large number of our soldiers..."

"I didn't expect it, Xuanwu's military training is really good, this defensive circle is really like an iron bucket..."

Liuhuo listened to Hou Wen's nagging, and at the same time carefully calculated in his heart.

"If it's me, how should I break the formation? Damn, with these untrained rookies, no matter how many people there are, it's useless..."

After a while, Liuhuo suddenly thought of something.

"Hou Wen, do you think there will be a second wave of attacks from the dark ones..."

Flowing fire, this crow's mouth, before he finished speaking, countless soldiers jumped out of the defense line of the quarry, led by a young man in a cyan robe, stabbed into the junction of the two groups of people, and instantly merged with the soldiers of Xuanwu and the White Tiger.

At this moment, the situation on the battlefield was immediately reversed, and the forces of the dark ones were united, while the soldiers of the Creation Gate were divided and fragmented.

Hou Wen saw that the food was bad, climbed on the railing and shouted.

"Rangers attack, harassment tactics... Never fight the enemy hand-to-hand, I just want you to contain the rhythm of the enemy's attack..."

Under Hou Wen's order, more than 400 elite Blizzard internal guards removed all their heavy armor and quickly rushed to the battlefield on their horses.