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No matter how brave the soldiers of these patrols were, when they were at an absolute disadvantage in numbers, they could not resist the attack of those monsters.

The human infantry on the front line had already begun to suffer casualties, and the soldiers who were no longer capable of fighting took the initiative to retreat from the front line.

Now is not the time to fight against the water, as long as you don't die, you can recover, and it is necessary to reduce the loss of death.

When the bell rang, everyone, including the peasants who were mainly building and gathering, quickly gathered.

Although the peasants were not professionally trained and did not have the talent to become a qualified swordsman, when they put on their helmets and iron armor and went into battle as militiamen, no one cared what they had done before, because at this time, he was a warrior.

The rapidly assembled infantry formed the second line of defense, and before the first line was completely torn apart, the musketeers and noble spellcasters had retreated.

The continuous casting of spells also caused an overload of their mana, and they had no ability to continue fighting for a short time, and they had to meditate to recover.

In the eyes of ordinary people, the caster is always so full of mystery. When they retreated, they did not return to their rooms, but took out a shrunken tent from their pockets.

With such a soft bang, the tent quickly grew larger, turning into a large tent that could accommodate more than ten people.

Then go in and meditate, this type of meditation will enter a state of deep sleep for a short time, so you have to make sure that your position is safe enough to do so.

The second line of defense cooperated with those guard towers, and directly intercepted the large army of monster invasion at the entrance of the large slope. Here they couldn't play out their formations, with the Gnoll Leader and Kobold Leader leading the attack, and the Troll Leader throwing powerful axes from behind.

If needed, he can also use precise throwing skills to throw a gritty capture net out and trap enemies. That's what they do when they're hunting.

I can do something about it while they're in chaos right now." Chu Que came out of the shadows, shook around, and found that after the assembly, there were still many defensive soldiers stationed there inside the main city.

I can't get in inside, so I have to find a way outside. For example, observe the composition of the troops here, and make some small moves.

The big tent that the spellcaster in front of him made was now a good opportunity for Chu Que to hide over there.

The people here, including the soldiers on the watchtower, were all attracted by the monsters. Chu Que found a perfect time, quickly came to the back of the tent, and began to remain invisible.

'That's a lot of infantry. At first glance, I saw at least three rows of infantry with shields in front of them against the monsters.

There are so many monsters that they sometimes can't back down at all. There are not a few who die under the claws of monsters, and many more casualties are throwing axes from downhill.

Behind the infantry were the knights on heavily armored horses, and the rows of dwarven musketeers stood on a small platform to shoot, thus making up for their lack of height.

The number of casters is scarce, most of them are male casters, including the old man on the white horse, and the total number of people does not exceed 20.

And those male spellcasters, like the men from the previous patrols, used the Light to heal the warriors in front of them. They can also pray to the Light to make the armor on the warriors stronger and the blades in their hands sharper.

A small number of female spellcasters, some of whom summoned water giants that were a bit like those summoned by the old man on the white horse, but the difference in size was a bit much.

The shape is also slightly different, as the water men do not attack with water arrows from a distance, but like humans holding a large shield in both hands, they block the monster's attacks in the front line with the infantry.

The other part is to cast the kind of transformation technique just now, and the main target is the two boss-level monsters in front.

The gnoll leader wields a large chain hammer, and with each swing it dents the infantry's iron shield. The kobold leader's weapon is a huge shovel, slapping, slashing, slashing, smashing, as long as the shovel can do the attack, he can use it flexibly.

It's even more exciting than watching a movie! I guess that kind of blockbuster with a sense of viewing experience can't do it to this extent. Chu Que memorized the approximate numbers as he looked at the bloody battlefield in front of him.

The dwarven hero has come to the front line, and he directly smashed the hammer in his hand out, and smashed the gnoll leader directly into the air. Fortunately, he was rough and thick-skinned, and he just shook his head a little, and then howled and rushed forward again.

Then... was smashed back again, and this time it was even more angry. The chain hammer in his hand waved like the wind, which really called a tiger and a tiger.

As a result, a huge icicle suddenly fell on his head, and this is the skill that the old man on the white horse has been chanting, Blizzard.

Unlike ordinary blizzards, blizzards are more raging, and if there is no protection, it is impossible to survive in the knife-like environment in the blizzard.

It's a pity that the mana of the old man on the white horse is not endless, and after freezing the two leaders, the blizzard stopped.

'What's that?' It feels like artillery' Suddenly, Chu Que saw a few dwarves coming late from behind, pushing a weapon that looked like an ancient cannon.

One of the dwarves also took out small goggles to look at the distance between this side and the slope, and then began to adjust the angle and direction of the artillery.

The speed of adjustment was very fast, and in only four or five seconds, the three dwarves began to cooperate, one of them reloading the cannonballs in front, while the other controlled the direction and distance, and the third was to light the fuse in the back.

Bang~ It was indeed very similar to the sound of artillery, and a type of black cannonball was fired out and smashed into the middle of the monster pile. Some of them didn't even have time to wail before they were blown to the ground.

Others were shattered by shells and splashed in all directions to inflict secondary damage, wailing in pain over there.

When the troll leader saw this, he knew he had to do something. He yelled twice at a few of the trolls beside him, and they went in the other direction.

Then he shouted at the two leaders in front of him, but he didn't expect it to be like this, these monsters Mingjin withdrew their troops, they came quickly, and they went quickly. After leaving the bones all over the ground, he confronted the humans at the bottom of the slope.