The royal giant strode forward as he filled the cannon's chamber with the projectile in his hand. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info loading, ignition, aiming, the heavy cannon in his hand like a small pistol, every step is so understated. Countless stray arrows, stone projectiles and crossbow arrows flying towards them, the royal giants were very calm in the face of these weapons of mass destruction, and only used their cannons with their hearts.

''Bump! A catapult flew towards the royal giant, but before it could reach the giant, it was punched out by one of the giants next to it. The giant shook his hand, slapped a few arrows, and then continued with the other giants. The Royal Giant loaded the cannonball and raised the cannon to his chest, just as a cold arrow shot by a mid-level warrior also hit him in the chest.

The royal giant paused, stretched out a hand and flicked the arrow stuck in his two-centimeter-thick garment, and then aimed it at the target.

''Boom!'' The cannonball flew out of the chamber and hit one of the Legion's head-scratching Ebaron chariots, piercing through the vehicle's armor and smashing its controller to pulp.

Unlike the tanks of our world, the so-called chariots in this world are driven by magic arrays driven by magic crystals, and each Ebaron chariot must be driven by a magic apprentice and two drivers above the rank of low-level warriors. However, under the attack of the three giants and the two royal giants, the baby bumps of these legions can only overturn.

''Roar! It was still the huge Abaron tortoise, and this time it burst straight out of the ground, shattering the ground dozens of meters around, and several legions of cavalry also fell into the sinking pit. The tortoise's sudden attack knocked over a giant, and the giant tortoise rushed up, crushing the giant with its massive body, letting out a terrible roar, and constantly tearing the giant with its claws. The overwhelmed giant was crushed under this behemoth weighing dozens of tons, and was constantly attacked, and he couldn't get up at all. But even so, he kept hitting the soft shell of the giant turtle's neck and abdomen with his fists, and the giant turtle was also afraid of being caught in the head before, and only used magic and claws to attack the giant.

''Roar! The giant tortoise roared angrily, and hundreds of spikes of all sizes rose from the ground nearby, and neither the cavalry and infantry of the legions, nor the skeleton soldiers and goblin barbarians could survive this rapid onslaught. Nearby troops left the area at a rapid pace, friend or foe. Because they understood a truth, in a battle between lions, rats could do nothing but be crushed to death.

The other two giants strode over, smashing the piercing spikes with one foot, and walked up to the giant tortoise, pulling its body and beating it violently. The other two Epharon tortoises of the Legion joined the giant-level battle, their bodies much smaller than their heads, just a lap larger than the Eubaron chariot, but even so, they had the strength of a giant.

The two royal giants turned their cannons towards the large turtles, and powerful shells continued to fall on them, although they could not do any significant damage at once, but they also shattered a small number of carapaces, leaving long cracks in the tortoise shells.

The artillery fire was diverted, and the Ebaron chariots rushed towards our large force. The crossbow arrows on the chariot can kill one or two barbarians or militiamen with each fire, and can also shatter a long line of skeletons.

But their results were so insignificant in front of tens of thousands of troops that even if the legions used various methods to intercept them, they could not stop the huge barbarian and militia forces. Shouting slogans they did not understand, they rushed down in front of them in a rage, leaving deep and terrible scratches on their shields with the sharp swords in their hands. The heavy infantry of the Legion were pushed back several paces by this attack, and the low-ranking warriors with shields felt only the pain of their arms as if they had been broken, as if they were torn apart in what the Easterners called the tiger's mouth. The soldiers standing behind them immediately raised their spears four or five meters long and stabbed forward. This tactic has been used for quite some time in legions that excel in positional defense. Block attacks, stand firm, shield them, and pierce their hearts with spears as they retreat. This series of tactics was very popular in ancient Europe and the current inexplicable continent of the earth, and the legion battle formation was also established on the basis of this attack. But at this time, the strength of the big yellow-haired men on the other side was far above them, and it was quite good that they could gain a foothold under that terrible attack, and they couldn't launch a counterattack at all. And the task of spear piercing was given to the soldiers behind them.

The soldiers in the second row raised their spears and stabbed violently, although the leading barbarian fighters and level 3 barbarians were quite good, but because they were crowded and could not dodge well, many people were still stabbed in the body. However, before the legionnaires who thought they had been stabbed pulled out their spears, the yellow-haired barbarians on the other side with a terrifying roar cut off the spears inserted in their bodies with a sword, and no matter what happened to the spears inserted into their bodies, they saw the shields of the first batch of soldiers with a single sword, and then whether the shield was broken or not, they kicked over while the opponent was fully defending, and trampled the first batch of heavy infantry under their feet when the opponent's weapon slashed into their thighs, and understood them in various ways.

The Legion's defenses were broken, and the soldiers behind could only throw away the broken spears and use their swords to melee with the Barbarians, but in front of the Barbarian troops, whose average strength was above the high-level intermediate warriors, the Legion's soldiers were looking for death in hand-to-hand combat with them. And behind them, the regular army and the militia phalanx also pushed over, although the phalanx is the right thing to do with the opponent's phalanx, but it seems to be a good way to use your own phalanx to push flat after breaking the opponent's phalanx.

The heavy infantry defense of the legion was overwhelmed layer by layer, and the archers who retreated to the rear also put away their longbows and took out their swords and daggers, which were the weapons they used against the fallen cavalry, but now they became desperate guys. The Legion's firepower gradually weakened, and the undead troops in the air also took advantage of the weakness to constantly harass the Legion troops on the ground from the air. After only ten minutes of head-to-head confrontation, the Legion's battle formation had already been broken through.

The cavalry troops came from both flanks, armed with spears and spears, and tried to stab the yellow-haired barbarians with the impact of their horses, breaking the regular army formation that was steadily advancing on the other side. But they forgot that the cavalry was really powerful against the infantry, as we had learned when we fought the bandits. But our troops are no longer what they used to be, and a large number of barbarian fighters are stronger than horses, and their great strength makes them more skilled, they can quickly dodge their charges and weapons, and then cut off their horses' legs with their swords, after which skeleton troops and goblins will quickly take out the fallen riders.

‘’Hogriders！ ‘’

With that high-pitched and long shout, a group of men on wild boars rushed into the battlefield with sledgehammers in their hands, and behind them were about a hundred horsemen of the regular army trained in equestrianism, and this unit was directly killed by the cavalry of the legion. In the leap of the boar and the swing of the sledgehammer, one Legion rider after another was knocked into the air, only to be torn to pieces by the undead staring at them in the air.

The reserve forces of the legion are also constantly entering the battlefield, because the situation has become worse and worse at this time, and they can only keep sending people in, otherwise the battle line will fall apart.

The powerhouses of the legion couldn't sit still, and with the advent of sword light and battle magic, high-level warriors and even battle masters joined the battle. High-level warriors can often rival two or three barbarian fighters, and battle masters can rival a regular military formation! The addition of high-end combat power has stabilized the battle line of the legion to a certain extent, but once even they can't stop it, except for Kuba himself, the outcome of the battle has already been decided.

The battle continued for more than half an hour, and the front of the legion continued to shrink back.

The cannon fire is endless, and some guns have their breeches so hot that they can't be fired, and if you hand over the water, it will turn directly into steam. But with our full output, the troops of the legion continued to retreat, and the battle losses had reached one-third, and our losses were less than one-fifth.

The giant tortoise gradually became weak under the giant's fist, and the dense cracks in the turtle's shell also explained its pain. One of the two little turtles was seriously injured and the other was half dead, and the ferocious giant turtle turned into a shrunken turtle at this time, pressing the giant motionless, as if playing tricks.

In the rear of the legion, the magic trebuchet and ordinary catapults were still throwing projectiles, but they could no longer save the situation.

Moreover, as the last reserves were thrown into the battle ahead, the rear positions of the corps also became empty.

In the distant forest, a green shadow flew into the sky, and the birds and monsters in the small half of the forest fled in panic. On the grass not far from the heavily armed positions of the Li Legion, a group of archers dressed in green appeared at some point, half-kneeling on the ground, trying not to make a sound. They pulled the brim of their hats up, pulled a green-dyed arrow from their quiver at their waist, and aimed it at the Legionnaires who were busy in the position.

Beside them, a group of goblins, clad in grass-green bunkers, crept past, daggers clenched with a dark green sheen.

In the middle of the central formation of the legion, Kuba frowned tightly as he watched the situation on the battlefield getting worse and worse, and beside him, the huge giant tortoise shield suddenly appeared.