Chapter 388
Black clouds crush the city, and the battle is everywhere. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info
The Xuanwu Legion went out of the city from the north gate of Musai, and tens of thousands of elven troops in the east attacked brazenly, and the siege battle was about to break out.
Inside the wooden walls, hundreds of catapults were lined up one after another, and with a command, thousands of rolling stones swayed into the air, like hail falling from the sky, but the size of the hail was a boulder with a diameter of three meters.
A fire broke out in the backyard, and the Xuanwu legion, which had just left the city, ignored it and brazenly went north to attack the dwarven army that came to intercept it.
In the oblique stab, in the southwest direction of the dwarf army, a cavalry division quickly rushed out, and thousands of cavalry horseshoes shook the sky, attacking the dwarf army without hesitation.
The cavalry regiment of the elves Minks recovered from the chaos, and seeing that Minks was defeated and his life and death were unknown on the chaotic battlefield, all of a sudden, a group of elven knights galloped like a sharp blade to the dwarf army.
In the north, the dwarven army is a battlefield, the cavalry regiment of the elves, and the cavalry division of the Guards Corps are attacking together, and the south of the dwarf army, the Xuanwu Legion is brazenly attacking, like a stormy wave, with a fresh life, slapping the dwarven defense line.
The offensive and defensive battle centered on the wooden plug was formed in an instant, tens of thousands of elf troops attacked the wooden plug guarded by the 20,000 people of the White Tiger Legion with the overwhelming momentum of Mount Tai, once it began, the elves were the whole army attacking, and the entire wooden wall was trembling under the attack of the elves, groaning, as if in the next second, the entire wooden wall would be torn to pieces. In the air, it was the unyielding counterattack of human beings, and under the sound of trebuchets, huge boulders rose into the air, raining down on the earth, blood and iron, corpses and dirt mixed together.
The only calm thing on the entire battlefield is the overwhelmed Glory Legion of the former Norsen Kingdom King-level Legion, from the legion commander Arthur to every soldier, their ears are filled with overwhelming shouts of killing, but, at this time, they are like watching a movie, even if the destruction of the universe is being staged inside, it has nothing to do with them. What they really couldn't understand was that in the last second, the Guards Legion killed them in one pair, Liwei. Their survival is threatened and fought for, they are the focus of the entire battlefield, the heart of the war.
Arthur: "What's the situation?" Ye Xiaofei's army fights on both sides, are they crazy? β
Brindy's face was pale and bloodless, and he was on crutches, staring north, and said, "Did you find out?" The prisoner cart that suddenly appeared on the battlefield, everything revolved there, the army of the dwarves came from the original position, and the elves also pounced, the most important thing is, you see, another army, Ye Xiaofei's army advanced to the north, this, he divided his army into three ways, one attacked us, one went north, and the last way to defend the city, no wonder the elf army in the east attacked the city like crazy. All the battlefield taboos that should not be committed. A not bad one did it all, and the commander on the opposite side was like an idiot. β
Arthur was silent, there were many trebuchets in the Blockade, and the rain-like stones made him glad that he did not lead the army to attack the Blockade, and the fighting in the north had entered the white-hot, without any array and offensive, the Xuanwu Legion was like this, holding broadswords and spears, row by row, one division followed another, and rushed to the prisoner cart with all their strength. Dwarves and humans are almost life-for-life consumption, with the simplest and bloodiest killing, attacking and defending.
The blood moistened the earth, and the soul returned to the nine heavens, and the traffic was already blocked. There are too many people who have died, too many.
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A company of nine heralds rushed to the front of the dwarven patriarch Sparta, and the dwarves made up of steel defense lines were shattered at once, and the dwarf armies continued to fill the front line, and the first line that originally only needed 3,000 people to defend had been filled with 16,000 dwarves, but the bloody defense line was like a bottomless pit, and it was always been: asking for reinforcements! The dwarf Sparta couldn't help but look at Ye Xiaofei, a friend who once had a relationship of life and death, and an enemy who met on the battlefield today.
Ye Xiaofei gently stroked the purple electric cat, from that faint heartbeat, the little guy was still alive, at least half a breath. I was about to use the healing scroll immediately, but when I touched it, I found that the fingers of my left hand were empty, and the spatial ring went where it shouldn't be.
Sparta took two steps forward and wanted to help him up, but he pushed him away, he wanted to stand up, the pain of the broken leg in his left calf made him sit on the ground all of a sudden, holding the purple electric cat and the weak five-colored finch tightly in his hand, and said: "Sparta, this is the result you want?" Yes? War? Bleed? Death? Hahaββββββ"
In front of the dense dwarf cavalry around, Ye Xiaofei laughed loudly, and the horse was amazing, so he heard it.
"I, Ye Xiaofei, am not afraid of war, nor am I afraid of war, my army has an unyielding will and fearless courage," Ye Xiaofei grabbed Sparta at once, and roared: "But, they are living lives, even if they die, they should not die at the hands of dwarves, we used to be allies, my soldiers and your people, like you and me, used to drink together and talk about women, and look forward to the future together, Sparta, it's you, let them meet each other, it's you, let them cut off each other's heads with their own hands, deprive each other of their lives, Destroy the future that the other party wants. β
"It's you! Ye Xiaofei, you shouldn't provoke the necromancer, that is the mortal enemy of all living beings, you are in cahoots with the necromancer for the sake of your temporary safety, and it is you who brew the current misery. Sparta's private protesters roared: "Ye Xiaofei, are there still fewer people who died at your hands?" In the Battle of Broken Dragon Cliff, 180,000 soldiers, seventy percent were killed, and more than 100,000 soldiers died on the battlefield, that was the action you planned. The battle to defend the starting point city resulted in more than 10,000 casualties. The plague in Para killed hundreds of thousands of civilians, and the entire city became a ghost town. Now, in the Midwinter Campaign, 110,000 soldiers, you killed fewer people than now? β
Ye Xiaofei jumped up from the ground excitedly, leaned on the support of half a leg, and smashed it at Sparta with a punch.
Sparta didn't dodge, the punch landed right in the corner of his eye, smashing a gap. I only heard Ye Xiaofei roaring: "Lao Tzu doesn't allow you to insult them, each of them is a hero, fighting for the country and the survival of the human race, they died as they deserved." In front of them, what are these desperate fighters fighting for? For self-defense! Ye Xiaofei's eyes widened angrily, and he roared: "You led the dwarves to attack them, why?" Tell me! Why! β
A heavy punch answered him, and Sparta's self-defense punch knocked the weak Ye Xiaofei to the ground at once, but as soon as he made a move, he immediately regretted that Ye Xiaofei was a cripple.
Sparta roared, "Why? You have alarmed the dead, and all living beings are about to suffer catastrophe, and you still have the face to ask me why? Without the help of the elves, the dwarves would be the first to be poisoned. You fight again and again for the survival of the human race, and I only want to protect the dwarves. Ye Xiaofei, don't stop me. β
"Get out! Don't compare me to you, I'm afraid of staining my name and killing if you want to. β
Ye Xiaofei spat fiercely, and his left cheek was bruised. Stood up on one leg again and looked at each other coldly.
The three heralds arrived almost at the same time, sweating profusely, and said hurriedly: "Patriarch, the western front of the first line of defense has retreated. β
"The middle line of the first line of defense is about to collapse!"
"The first line of defense, the Eastern Front collapsed."
Sparta's face turned iron-blue, obviously, underestimating the strength of Ye Xiaofei's army, and roared: "The army of 50,000 dwarves has been defeated and retreated by 20,000 humans? Transfer another 10,000-person legion and tell the corps commander that he can't prevent it, so let him come and see him. β
The army of 50,000 dwarves has been divided into 20,000 to resist a human cavalry, and an elven cavalry is only 30,000 in front, plus the 13,000 that were filled in before, the surroundings of Sparta suddenly seemed empty, only a few thousand people. And at this moment, from the southwest, due west of Musai, a neatly lined army quietly approached, it was the Glory Legion, the king-level legion of the original Norson Kingdom.
When Sparta realizes that the dwarves are targeted, the elves, the humans, are attacking with all their might, becoming a soul-devouring storm of death. The final result must be that the dwarves are defeated.
Sparta suddenly gasped, but he didn't expect that Ye Xiaofei's trump card had become a source of disaster at this time.
Sparta stepped forward, grabbed Ye Xiaofei, and roared: "Ye Xiaofei, order your army to stop attacking!" Immediately! β
Ye Xiaofei struggled with resistance, failed to break free, glared back, and said, "My army will definitely obey my orders, but, why should I listen to you?" My life is in your hands? Joke, I, Ye Xiaofei, have a bad life, if you want to take it, don't be delusional, I will let the army stop attacking, you can escort me to the front line, but, the first thing I said must be 'the whole army assault'! β
Sparta's face turned red with anger all of a sudden, gritted his teeth, looked at Ye Xiaofei, like looking at a hedgehog, he couldn't speak, he grabbed Ye Xiaofei with both hands, and said, "What do you want?" β
"You quit!"
"Impossible!"
"Even if you kill me, my army will never take half a step back!"
"Don't push me!"
A heavy axe was coldly lifted high by Sparta, and once it fell, it would inevitably deprive the other party of his life. Sparta doesn't believe it, Ye Xiaofei is really not afraid of death at all, not afraid at all, he still has a favorite person, is he willing to do it?
Ye Xiaofei didn't say a word, raised his head arrogantly, showed his neck, and replaced words with actions.
In a hurry, Sparta grabbed Ye Xiaofei, stepped on a wild boar, put Ye Xiaofei on the pig's back, and rushed directly to the battlefield.
The wild boar is very large, only a little shorter than the war horse, and its small short legs run like a motor, and the speed is fast, and when it rushes, it rushes to the battlefield. On the seat, Ye Xiaofei was placed on the pig's neck, and the dwarf Sparta was supported by him.
"Ye Xiaofei," Sparta said behind him: "I know that you are kind, the kindest human being I have ever talked about, you open your eyes and see, who are these warriors leaving blood for, and who are they dying for?" It's for you, you open your eyes and see, they are falling one by one, one after another, just for you, only you can stop this killing. β
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"It's the Marquis!"
"The Marquis has been arrestedβ"
"Brothers, kill---save the marquis---huhaββ"
"For the sake of the Marquis-kill--"
The entire battle line boiled instantly, and the warrior looked at Ye Xiaofei persistently, brave and fearless, fierce and unyielding, constantly impacting the dwarven defense line.
Ye Xiaofei listened with tears in his eyes, his heart was like a knife, when he saw the heroic fall of the warriors, he felt that he was committing a crime, but, at this time, he could only bite his lip to the death, and swallowed the cowardice and compassion, unbearable and painful back to his stomach, he knew that in his contest with Sparta, the survival of the human race was decided.
The battle was very chaotic, and Ye Xiaofei saw that on this battlefield, the nodes were dwarves. If he can convince the dwarven Sparta, withdraw from the battlefield, or even turn around and drive out the invading elves, then the entire territory will be saved, and then the army will be saved, and with the army, the follow-up plan will be implemented. Ye Xiaofei even greedily wanted to win over the dwarves to become allies again. As for the Glory Legion, Ye Xiaofei is sure to persuade Arthur to withdraw from the territory, the other party always wants to rescue the old king Prussia, and using this as a bargaining chip, it will definitely make the other party stop military operations.
Dwarves and elves, their own armies cannot fight on both sides, and they must, convince the dwarves to change their positions now.
However, in front of him, his own army and the army of dwarves are slaughtering with swords and blood. By a mouth? It's just impossible.
Ye Xiaofei's eyes gradually blurred, looking around, steel and flesh and blood were tumbling together, life was passing every moment, he had to think of a way, time and life were urging him.
Ye Xiaofei's eyes froze, and his thinking turned around.
In the distance, the wooden stopper, boom, the entire wooden wall collapsed at once, pieces of warriors fell from above, smashed over pieces of people, dust and wails one after another, the elven army from the east swarmed in from the gap, as if in the next second, the trebuchets collectively turned off, and the entire wooden plug fell into a civil war.
Ye Xiaofei's heart seemed to be grabbed by the hand of a demon, and he almost didn't catch his breath, and said in surprise: "Sparta, the elf has entered." What to do? β
When the elves enter, it is inevitable that if tens of thousands of elite day elves can't break a wooden plug temporarily established by wood, they will commit suicide on the spot. What surprised Sparta was Ye Xiaofei's tone at this moment, just like when Heisei was drinking, peaceful, and heartfelt surprise, which was what surprised him.
He nodded slightly, as if Ye Xiaofei could see it, and said, "Yes, if you don't let your army stop, they will immediately kill two people from inside and kill your last army." Listen to me, you are defeated, Ye Xiaofei, we are friends, I will protect you. β
Spartan dialect, just like a friend, peaceful, sincere, looked at Ye Xiaofei expectantly, and swore in his heart: I will definitely protect this friend with my life, even if it is an enemy of elves.
"Hmm," Ye Xiaofei at this moment, all impulsiveness and anger disappeared, turned his head to look at Sparta's pleading and sincere gaze, and said, "I shouldn't provoke the undead, but, Sparta, do you know?" I have brought the undead out of that secret passage, and now they know the way to attack your people at any time, and if it were me, I would also seek the help of the elves, but now, only I can communicate with the undead, and only me, so that they will not attack the dwarves, and if you are still my friend, retreat. I'll settle the matter of the undead. β