Arrows rained down.

The English longbowmen phalanx unleashed their bows and unleashed their arrows at the opposite city, and without the raging fire beneath their feet, a longbowman with a fairly good range would be a nightmare for any defender.

Under the cover of the longbow phalanx, the Viking warriors wearing horned helmets and wearing armor armed with giant axes, short swords and other weapons, chanted the name of Jehovah and launched a frenzied attack on the city without fear of death.

Behind the Viking phalanx, a phalanx of various Europa special units stood by as a reserve, ready to sacrifice their lives for their faith.

At the head of the city, the dragon cannons barely stopped for a moment, weaving a desperate fire blockade outside the city, stubbornly resisting the crazy attack of these fanatics.

"I'm obedient, these fanatics want to go to heaven."

The Scaler hid behind the battlements and looked out, and his scalp felt numb. This offensive and defensive battle has lasted for three whole days, and the opponent has never stopped attacking, and even the Huaxia side defending the city has not had a moment to rest. The morale of the whole army is completely dependent on rotation and the cluster of dragon artillery being fired at the head of the city to keep it from falling to the freezing point.

Even if he is very accustomed to this ancient war environment, in the face of batches of cannon fodder sent by others who are not afraid of death, it is also tricky to launch a little insignificant attack on the city head when he is dying.

The most terrible of them were the English longbowmen.

The longbowmen with a long range are a special class of Europa, all of them have big shoulders and round waists, but they can be far and near, even if it is a salvo of dragon artillery, they can't stop them from desperately reaching the close range, sprinkling arrows on the city, and dying on the battlefield for so few results.

"Chief, I'm here to watch, they can't get by. Hurry up and take the people to withdraw. The warrior bent his waist and dodged the long arrows and trotted to the side of the Heng Man, urging loudly.

"What to withdraw, I don't believe it, and these fanatics are not counted." The balancer pouted.

Three days ago, he led people to the city at the front to collect all kinds of information on the opposite side, but the opposite side suddenly launched an uncharacteristic attack, so he was trapped in the city.

This trap is a full three days.

The Heng suddenly crouched down, dodged a long arrow, watched the long arrow sink nearly five inches deep into the battlements, and secretly wiped a cold sweat. The attack power of the longbowmen is not bad, and they can often seriously injure the player with a single arrow, and if they hit the vital point, they will directly turn into white light.

"How much is there in stock of dragon artillery shells, and how many days can it last at most?" The weigher simply stopped looking at it, and hid under the battlements and asked loudly.

This is the front line, and the city has hoarded a huge amount of grain and grass. This is also because of the strategic importance here, once lost, at least ten cities in the rear will be knocked on the door, facing the threat of fanatics.

"There are only three-fifths of the stock left, and at this level of strength, at most, five days at most, the dragon cannon will become an ornament. Thanks to the fact that the first city in the world sent a large number of materials some time ago, this number is possible. "The warrior is the person in charge of this strategic place, and all kinds of data come as soon as he opens his mouth, and he is very familiar with it.

"His grandmother's, that kid is really not a thing. Why don't you send dozens or hundreds, I've seen that thing, whether it's defending a city or attacking a city, one cannon will kill a piece, it's always domineering. "The weigher is broken.

"There are magic cannons, but it's a pity that the first generation is all there, and the single magic can attack the city, and defend the city...... Enough to choke. Besides, we are scarce of magic cores. Unlike him, he can play with high-grade magic cores as glass beads. "Warriors are also all kinds of resentment.

"Alas, I should have been bold and took the opportunity to grab a vote in the American District. Now it's okay, let that kid get all the oil and water. Seeing the arrows raining down, the weigher could not raise his head to observe the situation outside the city, so he simply sat down on the spot against the battlements.

The warrior thought so.

The batch of first-generation magic cannons in his hand was sent from one of the materials supported by the first city in the world not long ago. How can Huaxia have a surplus magic core. Now the dragon cannon can last for a few days, and it can't use this black technology.

However, having said that, he is also extremely eager for the magic cannon, which integrates attack and defense, this kind of black technology is a war artifact, and even the dragon cannon has to stand back.

It's a pity that Huaxia wood has it.

The Heng Shi thought for a while, and slapped the warrior on the shoulder: "How hard you work, if you can't hold on, then send out heavenly soldiers and launch a strike from the sky." I'll take people to break through and move back to move troops. Damn, these fanatics have eaten gunpowder and become so violent. ”

"Okay, if the situation is not right, I will go and ask the half-immortal to come out." The warrior nodded.

The weigher patted the warrior on the shoulder, and the cat retreated from the city. His immediate forces have completed their build-up. If he hadn't wanted to know more about the details of the opponent and find out why the opposite side launched such a strong attack at any cost, he would have led people to withdraw a long time ago.

Now he deeply understands the madness on the other side, and has made it clear that he will not give up until he captures this place, and there is no point in continuing to stay, it is better to retreat to the rear and carry out his own intelligence work.

Not long after, the north gate was opened, and the Heng took the lead, leading the troops directly under him to take advantage of the attention of the other party to be attracted by the south gate, and launched a forced breakthrough.

Since ancient times, the city has been besieged, and there is a lack of one of the three sieges.

This truth is not only understood by Huaxia, but also by Europa. The south gate closest to the rear became the one, and the fanatics only placed a very small number of troops on this side, so that the Heng successfully broke through.

The weigher completed the breakthrough, returned to the rear in the starry night, and as soon as he saw the hermit, he immediately said that the warrior was in urgent need of support, and the strength of the troops did not matter, the key was supply.

"Find out why those fanatics would storm at all costs?" The hermit did not immediately express his position, but asked about the task of the weigher to go to the front line.

"As soon as I arrived, those fanatical believers launched a strong attack, so how can I have time to investigate." The weigher smiled bitterly.

"The warrior sent me a private message just now, and angels appeared on the battlefield, and there were quite a few of them, about 20,000, but they were basically two-winged angels." The hermit said in a deep voice, keeping his eyes fixed on the map.

"What about the half-immortals? Didn't show up? The weigher tensed.

"Strange is strange here. As soon as the demi-immortals came forward before, those angels would immediately retreat. But this time...... Instead of retreating, they almost besieged the demi-immortal who was sitting in the town. Fortunately, that half-immortal was witty and launched a military skill that covered the whole field, and he escaped back to the city by luck. The hermit frowned.

"Half immortals are useless?" The weigher was puzzled.

Now Huaxia can barely resist the offensive of the fanatics and keep the front line unchanged, relying on the angels who are unwilling to have a head-on conflict with the demi-immortals. Now that the angelic army has changed, the battle situation is in danger.

"It can't be said that it's useless, at least they still have military skills, and they can cooperate with us to kill the enemy to the maximum." The hermit smiled self-deprecatingly.

Realizing that the situation was not optimistic, the Heng immediately got up and said, "I understand, go and ask that kid for help now." Lao Tzu is shameless this time. ”