Unleashing magic on the battlefield and striking from a distance all require controlled rhythm.

At this moment, Platlan Black Sword is just a war slave sprint, the melee legion is assembled and ready, and the ranged strike has not yet been released.

Influenced by Egrenel's Evil Song, many priests and monks had to cast exorcisms to reduce the effects of the curse.

The power of the four electromagnetic blasters projected condescendingly is quite good.

The nouveau riche style of play, four electromagnetic blasters, and a million funds were smashed, and the results were satisfactory.

The pikemen and crusaders marching in a line were killed, and more than forty people were directly bombarded to death by this uncommon method, and the surrounding melee legions affected nearly 100 people.

Even the horsemen who were wandering around the field were also frightened by the sudden sound of the explosion.

Modern warfare is completely different from the way of war in the dream world, not to mention that Platlan Black Sword is preparing to fight a siege and annihilation battle, and the legion is advancing layer by layer, just at the beginning, it has already suffered a big loss.

"Projectile"

The sound of the bowstring pulling sounded, and Xu Zhi just glanced at it, and immediately retracted behind the burial chamber of the stone tomb.

Including Doug Wug, who was screaming and not taking a step back, also immediately bent down to raise his shield to dodge.

The lives of the slaves were clearly out of consideration, and the rain of arrows instantly pierced the dark night sky and shot like locusts at the door of the tomb.

The battle situation was clearly unexpected by Platland Black Sword, whether it was a sudden top-level evil song or an inexplicable explosion, it was not a conventional method.

The song of evil may be barely able to bear it, it is entangled by a curse, the strength in the body is reduced, and the ability to strike and protect is limited to full force and can only be used eighty percent, but this is not a waste, it can still be beaten, rushed and killed.

But the electromagnetic blaster caused death, and Platlan Black Sword bled in the heart.

Each of the soldiers in the elite legion was carefully selected, and they were fully armored, with extremely strong lethality and protection capabilities, and they died inexplicably.

It's not even clear who the opponent is.

If it is a magic blow, the caster must show his face and wave his staff.

Among the legions, there are also monks who are already preparing, and there are even archers staring at the door of the tomb, as long as the mage releases a powerful attack of chaotic magic, someone will interrupt the spellcasting process, or snipe from a distance.

But they didn't see anything.

"Suppress, keep shooting, don't stop."

"Go ahead, keep going."

"The Chaplaincy Heals."

Before Platland Blacksword gave the order, it was clear that the commanders would advance in the same way as before.

"Madillo," Platlan Black Sword shouted.

"I seem to smell something like a powder keg."

The Grand Knight replied uncertainly to Platlan Black Sword, who had the impression that the powder keg was too large and thick to transport, and that it was a nuisance to cause an explosion, far less convenient than magic, and had long been eliminated from the war.

"Isn't it the Demon Fire Bottle of the Casa Kingdom? It has been explained above, and there is also a Kasa ** master who came from afar in their group. ”

"Demon Flask"

Madeiro was silent for a moment before he said: "The Demon Fire Bottle guides the fireball magic, maybe I am lonely and unheard, I have never seen a top-level Demon Fire Bottle, it is said that the bottle costs more than 200,000 gold coins, and it has no price." ”

Platlan Black Sword's cheek twitched, and he used potions to fight, a luxury that no one could afford, especially the cost of top-level potions, which were more used for small group battles, or the final showdown between great powers.

"I don't believe they have a lot of demonic gunpowder potions, and they will need their strength to send fire potions to several main commanders."

Platlan Blacksword looked at the entrance to the tomb and then at the advancing torrent of ironclad armor, his face flashing with confidence again.

Doug Wug, must be killed, and the ** division from Casa, with the above vague hints, he doesn't mind manslaughter, in the vicinity of the Kudlos area, anything can happen, this kind of shirk, this is not the first time he has done it.

------------------

"Squeak, give me a little ball like you."

Before the magic could be released, Bob was startled by Xu Zhi's electromagnetic blaster, and threw one casually, which had the power of high-level chaos magic.

Looking at the dozens of electromagnetic blasters in Xu Zhi's small basket, Bob swallowed several times.

"There's an immortal like you, guess what?"

"What?"

"Dead."

Xu Zhi looked at Bob, who was full of interest in his eyes, this old man didn't have the strength of immortal resurrection at all, and blind research was the end of death.

"With such a great power, it's no wonder that Your Excellency Squeak is very distressed to use it," Alita muttered in a low voice.

"It seems that there are thirty-six more, and if all these gadgets are thrown out, Platland Black Sword's legion is afraid that half of them will be blown up, and the remaining half will be crippled."

Egrenel finished casting her magic nearby, and her eyes swept to the bottom of the bluestone staircase.

"What are you talking about?"

Nags tore off an arrow stuck in the bone and stayed behind, he didn't see the explosion, but was hit by an arrow in the chest.

"Lao Tzu is saved, Your Excellency Squeak, you deserve to be a reliable partner, let's bow again."

The bowstring outside the stone tomb sounded, and the huge pressure caused by the shaking of the iron armor disappeared without a trace.

Everyone's faces were half relieved.

Clearly, the opportunity presented itself.

It's not a dead end, then you can release your full strength, you don't need to save your spare strength to escape, it's hard to decide in the snow, and the icing on the cake doesn't need to be considered.

"A treasure like Your Excellency Squeak doesn't need to cast a spell, so it's better for you to charge......"

"You're an old man, you're a very bad person."

The old man Bob was clearly thinking about his performance in the previous battles.

Xu Zhi muttered, no matter how good he is, there is a limit, and his body is indeed very capable of carrying long-range strikes, but the army is an elite army, not the messy goods of the barbarians.

There were obviously sharpshooters in the opposing barracks, and from such a distance, as well as the blockage of the tomb and the obstruction of the line of sight, all of them hit Naggs.

If he dares to get out, he will be shot in vulnerable parts such as his eyes.

Even if he is playing with all kinds of protective magic, his eyes do not have hundreds of long-range defenses, and if he is shot with an arrow, he will have to turn into a one-eyed dragon.

What's more, the opponent's melee corps took advantage of the suppression of long-range strikes and had already entered the bluestone staircase, and when he came out of the tomb door of the stone tomb, he might also face a melee attack.

"You put on my hat and tie your cloak, you brute, quickly take off your tiger skin armor that can resist beatings."

Bob took off the hat of the ** master with a painful face, and took out the angel feather cloak that he was about to wear.

"You're so, so, so......"

The old mage muttered in Xu Zhi's ear, describing the use of the two treasures.

"Hmmmm"

Xu Zhi nodded for a while, if he threw the blaster in Bob's way, he was afraid that he would become a murderer.

This old man is really not good at stubble. I want to talk about "Heroes and Invincible Grandmasters" with more like-minded people, pay attention to "excellent reading literature" on WeChat, talk about life, and find confidants~