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Chapter 574 Mage, Charge!!

The players of the Mage Alliance flocked to the Oxen tribe like a tidal wave, and hundreds of thousands of people rushed over to kill them, as if they were halfway up the mountain and the sea. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 The warriors in front of him, dressed in various metal armors, swept in like a torrent of steel.

The water-colored cigarette butt visually measured the distance of the players of the Mage Alliance, and watched them get closer and closer, only about a thousand yards away, and the water-colored cigarette butt shouted: "Call me!" ”

As soon as the order was given, the players of the *** Vertical Frost Iron Armor Trebuchet immediately got busy, bang bang, bang bang, the levers in the center of the Frost Iron Armor Trebuchet bounced one after another, and countless solid iron bullets screamed towards the front line of the Mage Alliance players.

Boom, boom, boom, one after another iron bullets fell, instantly sweeping the surrounding area within a radius of 100 yards, bursting out pieces of ice flowers, and the ground was covered with a thick layer of frost, and for a moment people turned on their backs.

Thirty-seven frost iron armor trebuchets fired a salvo, and the more than two thousand warriors who rushed over on the opposite side were immediately swept away, and only a few lucky people were still alive, and the terrifying power was simply terrifying.

The remaining warriors of the Mage Alliance looked at each other, they were all teammates just now, and now the surroundings were empty, only corpses were left on the ground.

Rush? Or not rushing?

The Frost Ironclad Trebuchet continued to shell after shell, and as many people rushed over as they rushed were immediately swept away, and the seventy or eighty thousand troops rushing out of the fortress of Egerton quickly suffered more than thirty thousand casualties. The people of the Mage Alliance were bombarded by the frost ironclad trebuchet, and a ghost cried wolf.

Seeing this scene, the morale of the players of the Oxen tribe was high, and with the backing of the Frost Iron Armor Trebuchet, what were they afraid of, after a few rounds of shelling, there was only one of the ten left, and they could harvest the remaining remnants of the defeated generals.

"Send five Frost Ironclad Trebuchets to the west to support the Holy Roman Empire!" The bright sword and light path have become chaotic battlefields in all directions, the fronts of the two sides have begun to contact, the war has started in full swing, and the mountains are full of people.

Five Frost Ironclad trebuchets slowly started and headed for the battlefield to the west.

The bright sword light quickly mobilized the whole situation, and the Frost Iron Armor Trebuchet was assigned to the various battlefields to continue their ***.

At the beginning of the battle, the casualties on both sides rose rapidly, and the combined losses of the major guilds on the side of the Oxen tribe had reached more than six thousand, and the more tragic one on the Mage Alliance's side had already exceeded forty-five thousand.

In this kind of large-scale war, war machines such as frost ironclad trebuchets are the most violent, and the six ballistic trebuchets will not bombard the city walls, and the angle will be adjusted, where there are more people to bomb, anyway, they have a long range, and there are still many targets.

Huge boulders fell from the sky and crushed all the way, and countless players of the Mage Alliance were crushed into pulp, leaving deep pits on the ground, as if they had been plowed over.

What is called cruelty, the bodies of the players of the Mage Alliance are exposed to the attack of the trebuchet, no matter how strong the defense and how thick the blood is, it is also fragile.

To the west of the battlefield, the Holy Roman Empire was a little overwhelmed by the forces of the Holy Guardian, and among the troops of the Holy Guardian, there were more elites, and the front of the Holy Roman Empire kept moving back, and magic was flying in the sky.

One player after another from the Holy Roman Empire was smashed and sent flying.

"Boss, I can't stand it." Several players from the Holy Roman Empire look anxiously at the half-awake fox in black armor in the center.

"Boss, you lead people to withdraw first, and we will take it."

"In a few moments, the Divine Guardians will rush over!"

The half-awake fox spat out: "If you can't stand it, you have to stand it up to me, so many brotherly guilds have killed their opponents on their backs, and we can't be embarrassed by our Holy Roman Empire." Oh, if you have group attack magic, let me put it all! ”

"This will hit the fighters in front."

"Unleash the Crowd Attack Magic! What so much nonsense, all the brothers who were hung up by the group attack magic, my half-awake fox makes up for your double losses, all the warriors, rush me, cover *** division! The half-awake fox said in the guild group chat.

"Boss, what are you talking about, you just need one word, and our brothers will fight hard." A group of warriors in the guild group chat responded.

Charge! Charge!

The warriors in front of the Holy Roman Empire launched a counter-charge against the Holy Guardian, and one by one they rushed into the front line of the Holy Guardian, with no support around, and it was a desperate act. One after another of the warriors of the Holy Roman Empire fell in the path of the onslaught.

The fierce counter-charge caught the Holy Guardians off guard, and their *** speed was slowed down by a few points.

"Damn, this group of people is dead!"

The magical elements in the sky fluctuated violently.

"Grass, swarm attack magic! Everyone, get out! ”

"What do the people of the Holy Roman Empire want to do, aren't they afraid of hitting their own people!"

Players in the Holy Roman Empire ignore swarm magic and still haunt the Holy Guardians.

One after another group attack magic bombarded down, frost, thunder and lightning, flames, one after another, the players in the central melee were swept away, no matter which side, as long as they were bombarded by group attack magic, they would definitely die.

This is the same way to play!

The ruthlessness of the Holy Roman Empire has made the people of the Holy Guardian a little sluggish, and to the Holy Guardian, the Holy Roman Empire is just a small guild. The Holy Roman Empire controlled 5 fortresses with a total of 160,000 people, and the Holy Guardian controlled 30 fortresses with a total of 670,000 people. The two are completely disproportionate, and the people who came to Moonlight City this time are all elites selected by the Holy Guardian from the guild, and it can be said that the strength is far superior to that of the Holy Roman Empire, but after such a fight, the casualties on both sides are unexpectedly comparable.

Some of the Guardian's leadership players have found that the Guardian lacks a momentum compared to the Holy Roman Empire, a ruthlessness that dares to die with the enemy.

The Holy Guardian was pressed back again, and as soon as the group attack was over, the warriors of the Holy Roman Empire charged again, killing forward. But the Divine Guardian was a little afraid.

At this moment, I don't know who shouted: "The trebuchet is coming behind, brothers of the Holy Roman Empire, rush!" ”

Five giant frost ironclad trebuchets appeared in their field of vision, and immediately after, more than twenty black iron bullets flew in the sky, smashing towards the camp of the Holy Guardian, boom, boom, boom, the people on the Divine Guardian's side poured a piece like harvested wheat.

The fierce bombardment completely shredded the front of the Holy Guardian, and the rest of the people also turned into a plate of loose sand, and the Frost Iron Armor trebuchet kept moving forward in the back, blasting all the way, and the players of the Holy Roman Empire were demoralized like a rainbow, and they rushed fiercely.

A rout began on the Holy Guardian's side, and a small number of them tried to charge from all directions, trying to take out the Frost Iron Trebuchet of the Oxen Tribe, but the players of the Holy Roman Empire withstood the onslaught, and the battle was deadlocked, and the continuous output of the Frost Iron Trebuchet caused the casualties of the Holy Guardian to rise sharply.

The order to die was issued from above, they could not retreat, they could only fight hard, once they retreated, the fortress of Egerton would not be protected, the defeat of the Mage Alliance would be irretrievable, the lips and teeth would be cold, and the Holy Guardian would not be able to escape.

However, the power of the Frost Iron Trebuchet is so fierce that the Mage Alliance and the Holy Guardian will pay at least five or six times the loss for every player of the Oxman Tribe who kills them, and if they continue to consume, the tide of the battle will develop in their disadvantageous direction.

Mad Fa's heart was anxious, he was frantically contacting Cao Xu, and he could only turn to his backer for help.

Cao Xu didn't give him an answer for a long time.

Mad Law is still pinning its hopes on the Century Consortium not to give up on them easily.

On the frontal battlefield of the Oxen Tribe, after a few rounds of bombardment by the Frost Iron Armor Trebuchet, the Mage Alliance has been destroyed.

The Frost Ironclad Trebuchet stopped its bombardment and went to the aid of other battlefields.

"It's time for us to perform, let's go to Fortress Egerton!" The unkillable villain was already eager to try, and he looked at the water-colored cigarette butt in the distance and asked for the opinion of the water-colored cigarette butt.

The aqua cigarette butt smiled and nodded.

"Brothers, kill!"

An earth-shattering shout of killing suddenly sounded from the side of the Oxman Tribe, and the elites of the Oxman tribe took the lead, and the players behind followed closely behind, like a sharp knife, stabbing into the abdomen of the Mage Alliance.

Black and white, Wu Feng and the others rushed to the front, waving the big sword in their hands and rampage, invincible all the way, and those players of the Mage Alliance were slashed out one after another.

"Cubs of the Mage Alliance, try Grandpa's latest magic!" The unkillable villain Dao turned on a magical state and rushed towards the crowd of the Mage Alliance.

"Kill that mage!"

"Damn, the mage dares to charge!"

The players of the Mage Alliance cursed when they saw the unkillable villains coming, and five or six people rushed towards this side.

They approached within thirty yards of the unkillable villain's body, and immediately felt a *** wave of qi rushing towards them, and several red flames appeared in the sky.

What's going on?

Before they could understand what was going on, fireballs fell from the sky, smashing on them like a torrential rain, where they ran, where the fireballs smashed, just like tracking missiles, these fireballs were not high, but they were very dense, generally five or six fireballs, a blood cow-level warrior was gone.

The warriors were blown to the ground in a matter of moments, and the unkillable villains rushed into the crowd of Mage Alliance players, and wherever they went, there was a ghost crying wolf howl, and the ground was covered with corpses. Dense fireballs poured down on the ground, and the ground suddenly turned into a scorched earth.

The more magical people there are, the more lethal they become.

A few players were about to pounce on the unkillable villain, and were blasted away by a few of his magic spells.

Xia Worm Yubing and the others also took off the Dao small group attack magic, sweeping down a piece of the vicinity, and when they cast the spell, they controlled it very precisely, and they would definitely not hurt their own people.

The strongest of the legal professions are none other than Tang Yao and Xie Yao, basically few players can withstand their blows, and several of the top elites of the so-called Mage Alliance rushed over and were knocked to the ground by the two of them. This is a gap in strength!