Chapter 124: An unimaginable battle
"Let's go, Victor will arrange for you to leave from the bottom." Cheng Xiaotian raised his head and shouted.
In front of him was a majestic city, but unfortunately it was only less than half completed, and the scaffolding and buildings were densely packed with people, and there were countless of them.
This is the unfinished fortress of the Bella Valley, in order to rush the construction period, the valley residents all went out, working day and night in the rain on the construction site, but unfortunately the enemy came too quickly, and I am afraid that this place will never be completed.
After Cheng Xiaotian's words were shouted, people did not react, and continued to work with their heads down, only a few people responded.
"My lord, we're not done yet." A person shouted lazily, Cheng Xiaotian looked around, only to see that the crowd was crowded, and he couldn't find anyone to speak.
"My home is in the Arathi Basin, I'm not going anywhere, you're not going to kick me out of my home, are you?" An old man walked to Cheng Xiaotian's side carrying a stone, muttering dissatisfiedly.
Cheng Xiaotian choked.
He has made many such efforts, and the results have become worse and worse each time, and people have reacted violently from the beginning, and soon transitioned to disdain, and now, basically no one pays attention to him.
"Young master, forget it......" Old Dawson advised.
Cheng Xiaotian was helpless, and asked instead, "How is the Revenge Legion now?"
Old Dawson suddenly became energetic when he heard this: "Everyone, don't talk about their girls and boys, it's my old bones, they are full of vitality now, and they are 10 years younger...... 20…… No! I've never been so energetic in my life! ”
What he said was not an exaggeration, the spirit vein is now completely dead, but after sleeping in the past few days, all the physique of the Shushan Revenge Legion has been greatly improved, and both the strength and speed and agility are much higher than ordinary people. Old Dawson followed suit, not only was he in good health, but he was even more than ten years younger in appearance, and he didn't have a single white hair on his sideburns, and he looked like he was in his thirties.
In fact, he is not old, less than fifty, which can only be regarded as middle-aged at most in Azeroth, but the miserable life of more than ten years has made him old.
"In that case, let's get ready for battle." At this point, Cheng Xiaotian completely dispelled the idea of persuading him to leave.
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At midnight, in the southwestern part of the Arathi Basin, fighting continues.
To be precise, it never stopped.
At this point, not to mention the casualties, the Talan Wolf Cavalry Regiment was extremely tired, and the knights of the Falling Star Guardian Regiment were no longer human. One by one, they were described as withered, and white from the rain, and their eyes were bloodshot, red like hungry wolves.
They have always been pestering the enemy all the way, the wolf cavalry will retreat when they enter, and the wolf cavalry will advance when they retreat, and now at this moment the escort regiment has touched the ruins of a village, relying on the terrain to resist it, and the two sides have stopped to carry out long-range bombardment.
"We can't fight anymore." Yu Yu shivered, and no longer had the courage to command the battle again, "If you continue to fight, the Guardian Regiment will not even be able to beat the seeds." ”
The 500 people who were in bright spirits that day are now only more than 200 remaining, and most of the rest are wounded. But the enemies seem to be endless, and no matter how you kill them, you can't kill them all.
"Ma'am, let me kill a few more." An indifferent voice walked by, and it was a red-robed female mage Norbulingka.
In her memory, she was a very beautiful young girl, with bright eyes, very white skin, and a love of cleanliness. But now her face was covered with stains, her red magic robe was dirtier than a rag, and her beautiful big eyes were dull and flashing with a fierce light.
After some forced meditation, her magic regained somewhat, and when she heard the faint words, she immediately stopped meditating and ran to the front line.
Looking at the footsteps of Norbulingka's machinery, Yu Yu found that he was not a warrior after all, and he was not strong enough.
"Ahh Norbulingka shouted in a hoarse voice, and his figure disappeared from the spot and appeared 10 meters away, and a little spark immediately appeared in his palm. A crossbow bolt was nailed to where she had been standing, and it was half a meter deep into the earth, sending mud splatters.
With a rumbling sound, the spark turned into a basin-sized fireball and flew close to the ground, the firelight illuminated the dark night, and a small group of wolf cavalry who took advantage of the night suddenly appeared.
Thundered! The fireball exploded, and the two leading wolf riders were immediately shattered. Before the fire dissipated, dozens of stones of more than 100 catties roared head-on, and the wolf cavalry squad was suddenly smashed, and the people who were lying on the ground crawled back with wailing.
"Let's stop attacking for now." In the distance, the little cub overseer shook his head weakly, he had never heard of such an endless battle, let alone experienced it, and he really didn't know how those Falling Star Guardian Knights persevered.
In fact, as far as his opinion is concerned, he is not in favor of starting this war, and no one here knows better than him the combat effectiveness of these chaotic people, of course, and now the ceiling has been refreshed. You didn't know how many enemies the Guardian Knights had killed, but he knew that the two legions together had more than 3,000 people killed at their hands!
This battle was fought like this, and so many people died, even if he could win in the end, it would be difficult for Tudor to go back and explain.
"The whole army marched west for a while, let the soldiers rest." After the little cub gave his order, he smiled bitterly, and the rapid march actually became a rest, is this battle fought by people......
Hearing this order, the pro-soldier's expression relaxed, and he hurriedly galloped out to give the order.
Soon the order reached the large groups, and the wolf cavalry hurriedly retracted their formation and marched rapidly to the west.
Opposite, in the ruins of the small village.
"Lady Woo, the enemy is maneuvering westward." One of the warriors shouted and ran back, but he thought that the chain mail was in the way, so he simply took it off, and was reluctant to throw it, so he tied it to his shoulder.
He panted and ran to Youyou, and asked eagerly, "Will we chase after you this time?"
Youyou didn't hesitate to turn over and get on the horse, and ordered loudly: "Chase!" To the west is the Bella Valley! ”
The whole army immediately got on their mounts, gathered together to count them a little, and immediately chased after them. Several wounded escort knights were arranged in a corner of the ruins that could shelter from the rain, guarded by Blue Feather, and watched the group leave.
"Catch up and fight! Don't let your enemies rest for a minute! "There was a pitch-changing shout in the rainy night, and the sound of horses' hooves faded away.
Death is a very small thing, and sacrifice makes it great.
Listening to the curse-like crazy cry behind, the little cub suddenly had an ominous premonition in his heart, perhaps, he and his people will never be able to return home.
Soon, there was another movement of fire in the rear team, but everyone in the Talan Wolf Cavalry Regiment was expressionless, and they were already numb to this voice.
At this moment, there was a sudden sound of rapid running ahead, and the little cub's own soldiers immediately bent their bows and arrows and raised the wind lantern to guide the way. Under the lights, the rain was pouring in front, and the legion seemed to be running towards the Demon Domain
"Who? Identify yourself, or you'll be killed by random arrows! One of the soldiers shouted.
There was an immediate response from the other side: "Don't let go of the arrows, it's the scouts of the headquarters, we found Lord Serkin and the Crusaders."
"It's my own people." The little cub raised his hand, and the voice he remembered was that it was the scout he had sent. The soldiers lowered their bows at the sound, but the arrows were still on their strings.
The lights split the rain layer by layer, and several wolf riders suddenly appeared in sight, they had already turned their mounts and jogged in the same direction as the large army, and then immediately began to accelerate, just in time with the cubs.
"Where is the Captain Serkin? What is their condition now? The little cub looked at the pitch-black nothingness in front of him and asked in a deep voice.