Chapter 110: The Collapse of White Mountain City (1)
The effect of this damage was so good that Harden had just made a move, and Aine had already taken the lives of three weavers.
At this time, these weavers realized that the environment here was really not very suitable for their own survival.
From the excitement of seeing Aine at the beginning, to the fear of seeing Ain grasp his weakness so accurately, the mood of these weavers is all expressed in their physical activity.
Once again, there was that helpless trembling.
If you say you want to escape, there is nowhere to escape. For the weaver had no idea why it was in the snow that made it feel so uncomfortable, let alone where it was running away - the easiest way to avoid it was to hide in the snow that could kill it...... However, these weavers only got out because they felt discomfort in the snow......
Just when the weavers were still a little hesitant, Ain took aim for the position again, and then harvested the three-headed weavers around the aiming position.
If it were those who were stronger, Ain might have worked a little harder, because those weavers often knew the weakness of their bodies in the second section, so they put their minds on their second section abdomen.
Even the weakness of the Fear of Ice Magic still exists, but that weakness is quite difficult to break. It's not that an ice demon that can attach to the lower abdomen of the second section of the weaver's body is enough to kill a weaver, but that ice demon can generally affect the inside of the weaver's body from that position.
For now, for weavers who haven't figured out a good way to escape, the most effective way to prolong their remaining lives is to keep themselves and their companions a little further away, and then slowly leave the area......
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At this time, in Baishan City, those officers were thinking about how to save their lives from this war that had lost hope in their hearts.
Those soldiers were still fighting in every street, every alley, and every house on the streets, with the equipment specially designed for street fighting installed in Baishan City.
Drew's army of bones had made a night of street fighting that they were very pleased with and discouraged the commander of the Ressel army, and they began to advance with some means that could be called madness.
Pestilence.
For these undead soldiers, who were already lifeless, the most terrible plague could only be used as a means to make them advance more quickly.
At this time, the corpse throwing machine, which had never come in handy, came into use. In the past, if it was used, most of the priests of the hypocritical gods that the bones hated would directly purify these plagues, but in this case, the priests are different from these soldiers, each of them knows the stakes, and naturally knows that the current White Mountain City has no value to defend. Even the current street fighting is just a little delay for the preparation of the battle situation in the rear - because the Far Winter City side never thought that Baishan City, which was the first military fort outside the Far Winter City in the northwest, would fall like this.
Thinking about it carefully, it is ironic enough that what was originally thought to be the perfect Northwest Fortress defense line was completely turned into a wasteland after only half a month, except that Rutherford might have been mentally prepared for this, who would have thought that?
As for the various mechanisms used for street warfare in White Mountain City, they could not save much in terms of cost, and these were arranged when Rutherford, the master of prophecy, and Wendell, the leader of the Frost Legion, doubted their effects. Although it is claimed that it saves four-fifths of the cost of arranging the maze lock, it can also achieve more than half of the effect of the maze lock, but in fact it costs more than half of the maze lock, although it can also play nearly half of the effect of the maze lock, but if it is equipped with the maze lock, those bone dragons have no chance to defeat the city defense so quickly.
The remaining half of the effect is the effect on the entire city defense, the so-called street fighting, is just a means that is forced to take when the city defense is completely unable to defend, not a conventional means of defense - especially for these endless skeletons.
With the help of the plague, the advance of the bone frame was almost irresistible. The only place that can resist this kind of advancement is in the core area of the entire White Mountain City.
Now the officers who have a little war theory already know that this time the battle of Baishan City has almost lost hope, but for the soldiers, they still accept the indoctrination that Baishan City can use street fighting to regain the initiative in the battle, and naturally, the city lord's mansion, which is the most central and symbol of Baishan City, cannot be lost. After gathering the clergy, mages, and a few skilled veterans and officers who had come to their aid, Rysel's line was at a standoff with Drew's army of the undead less than five hundred feet from the City Lord's Mansion.
But the good times don't last long, because whether it's the priest's magic skills, the mage's magic skills, or some abilities and powers of veterans and officers with professional abilities, there are certain limitations. Now, in order to stop the frantic advancement of the bone frame, Rysel's side has paid too many magic and spell slots, and there is even a lot of news about the heroism of these elites.
After shaking his sword slightly, dispersing an undead, Wendell took a step back, as a new herald had returned with a new understanding of the situation on the flanks.
"How?" Wendell also took the opportunity to take a little rest, and since last night, he is almost the only one on the side of Riesel who has not rested in this war.
The herald's face began to change at this time, and it became like a crying face, and then he said very indifferently: "Military ...... Legionnaire, now the wings can't resist the footsteps of those skeletons...... The priests' magic skills in dealing with the plague have all been consumed, and the deputy commander who oversaw the battle on the left flank has been forced to cut off his left arm because of the impact of the plague...... The deputy captain said that if we continue at the current pace, there is a good chance that we will lose our ...... tonight Loss of the retreat from the White Mountain City ......"
"Got it, let's go down." Wendell naturally knew that it was very likely that this would be the end if it continued like this, but if even the City Lord's Mansion was lost, it might not be the shaking of the command level, but the collapse of the entire army's heart.
"Archbishop Rhodes!" After thinking for a while, Wendell saw Archbishop Rhodes who had to do chores not far away because he lost his magic skills, and called him over directly.
As for Rutherford, the master of prophecy? Wendell didn't even want to call him over, because Rutherford only had to pay attention, and nothing he said to Archbishop Rhodes right away would escape Rutherford's ears.