Magical lights fall into the war room.

Loud and chaotic voices rang out from time to time, and many nobles looked panicked, and the overwhelming attack of the lizardmen in the snow battlefield brought them boundless horror.

Towering ladders, crimson pyramids, like creeping savage beasts devouring their hearts, the fear of death spreading from the depths of their souls to their bodies.

"Quiet!"

A solemn voice resounded through the room, and the Duke of Dacama turned his head to look at the messy war room, and the invisible and fierce momentum was terrifying.

"When we chose to stay here, we were doomed." The Duke of Dacama looked at the nobles and legionnaires one by one until they lowered their faces, and then he clenched his right hand and placed it on his chest.

"Glory and responsibility are in my heart!"

"Glory and responsibility are in my heart!"

Marquis Gardner was the first to respond, and with the same movement, his right fist was clenched and placed on his chest, with an extremely determined expression.

"Glory and responsibility are in my heart!"

Perhaps recalling the glorious memories of the past, many nobles and legion commanders recovered, suppressed the fear in their hearts, and the roar of excitement echoed in the room.

In the current situation of the Stoke Kingdom, most of the people who can still hold on to the fortress of Nuu are the meritorious nobles of the kingdom, who have followed Valrant V and the Duke of Dacama in the past to experience the tragic Great Patriotic War, and the glory imprint in their hearts has not been completely corroded by prosperity.

"Herald the Heavy Crossbow Legion, aim for the ladder!"

"Herald the Legion of War Mages, watch out for the Crimson Pyramid of Samuel Anya!"

"Order the royal capital guards to immediately climb the city wall to resist the attack of the jackals."

The crimson order flag waved, a herald disappeared into the night, waking up the Nuu fortress under the lights, countless soldiers wearing sharp armor, going forward to climb the city wall one after another, stepping into the whirlpool of death, splashing blood gradually stained the sky red.

Time passed quietly.

The Duke of Dacama stood at the window, looking at the ladder and the Crimson Pyramid of Samuel Anya in the dim night.

In the sky behind them, huge and dense shadows appeared one after another.

"Ballista, Triceratops! One of the ace legions of the kingdom of Besilik! Duke Dacama looked at the dozens of monstrous beasts emerging in his field of vision with some weakness, and his heart was filled with a trace of struggle.

[Ballista Triceratops: The lizardmen tribe raised an ancient beast - Triceratops in the primeval forest, and in the process of receiving care, the triceratops will have a strong desire to protect these lizardmen who have been inseparable since childhood. The lizardmen mounted a huge bridge on the back of the triceratops, and placed fixed ballistas to shoot long arrows across the battlefield. 】

In the hazy night, the huge body of the ballista triceratops, about fifteen zhang long, shuttled through the waves, with bony scales and spikes to protect the body. The head was covered with a heavy dark green crown, and huge long horns protruded straight from the crown, and a sharp breath tore through the wind and snow.

"Order the Violet Guards to be ready for a surprise attack at any time." In the end, the Duke of Dacama made up his mind.

In the face of the raging wave of gnolls and the elite lizardmen legion, there are not many legions in the Nuu fortress that can raid out, and the Violet Guard Legion is the best choice, but it also means death.

"Violet Guards? They were half-crippled, and the task was assigned to the Flame Knights. "When the Marquis of Gardner heard Dakama's order, he was puzzled at first, and then he made a suggestion.

"The Dallers need some blood to water the Fire Emblem."

Gently clenching the hilt of his sword, the Duke of Dacama ignored the Marquis Gardner's suggestion and continued: "Tell them that this is an order and that they will make their own choice. ”

As the heralds departed, the Duke of Dacama looked faintly at the increasingly fierce battlefield on the front line of the city walls.

Lacking the suppression of heavy ballistas, more and more gnolls climbed the city wall, fortunately, the offensive strength was still within the tolerance range of the front, but the ladder was gradually approaching, and the real test of life and death was coming.

"Wait......." Duke Dacama seemed to think of something, looking up at the dark night and faintly seeing a vague shadow shuttling through the clouds.

"It's the Pterodactyl Knight of the Kingdom of Besilik!"

"Air attack! Air Raid! ”

Duke Dacama let out a rapid roar, and his originally calm face had a hint of paleness: "Immediately notify the war mage to intercept the attack of the pterodactyl in the air." ”

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In the gloomy night, the clouds were frozen by the thick frost and turned into snowflakes.

The pterodactyls that shuttled through the sky spread their wings, pieces of hard scale armor tore through the frost, and the lizardman knights sitting upright on their backs were clad in exquisite chain mail, their exposed bodies engraved with obscure green runes, and a faint film of energy shielded them from the wind and cold.

Tiktato tugged at the reins and manipulated the pterodactyl leader, who looked larger under his crotch, his bronze mask obscuring his face.

Overlooking the structure of the fortress of Nuu, an extremely bold offensive strategy emerged in his heart, and then he immediately gave the order, and a group of winged dragon knights scattered through the dark clouds and quietly approached the high platform of the city wall.

"Huh?" Tiktato frowned slightly, sensing a glimmer of light in his eyes on the sky. "Hmm..... It's funny, you actually found me.... Not.... It's...."

Looking carefully at the watchtower that was silent in the night, he sensed many middle and high-level professionals, and the density was a little amazing: "Is it a human war room?" Windfall. ”

Tiktato chuckled, clenched his javelin, and looked back at the waiting pterodactyl knights.

"Flying warriors, let your enemies taste the furious flames of the sky!"

Roar! Roar! Roar!

The piercing screams tore through the night, and the pterosaurs swooped with their wings, their outstretched wings obscuring the brilliance, and their crimson eyes filled with mad murderous intent.

[Pterodactyl Breath]!

Near the ramparts, scorching flames filled the barbed mouths of the pterosaurs, and after a brief brew, the blazing flames swept through the chaotic towers and mage towers that shimmered with energy fluctuations.

Thundered! Thundered! Thundered!

Violent explosions rang out, flames engulfed the soldiers of the kingdom, and the high platform, which had been filled with the sound of fighting not long ago, turned into a sea of flames, countless humanoid torches lit the night, and the rich smell of coke filled the air.

Occasionally, reddish armor can be seen, as well as fragments of the wreckage of the ballista.

However, the black mage tower behind the city wall reacted, and layers of halos shrouded the tower's body, blocking the engulfing flames.

But the pterosaurs continued to attack, and as they flew over the walls, they grazed the remnants of the kingdom soldiers with their powerful scale wings, once again unleashing bloody slaughter.

The whistling of excitement came from the pterodactyl knights, who easily dodged the clusters of arrows in the clouds, watched as the archers who wanted to launch a counterattack drew their javelins on their backs and threw the fatal blow.

Flames, killing.

At this moment descended the walls of the fortress of Nuu.