Fighting the horse to the wall of fire, the old mage slapped his staff and shouted, "Lord Vincent Godfrey, give up the senseless resistance, these people will not die, on the contrary, they will become the bravest warriors."

"Alonso, put away your viciousness and hypocrisy." A low male voice came from the south side of the fire wall, and the scout team followed the sound from the eastern peak of Mao'er Mountain, only to see a middle-aged man in armor standing on the western hill of Mao'er Mountain, which was full of people, surrounded by a large group of guards, standing on the top of the mountain and shouting, "Your slander can deceive His Majesty, but it can't deceive us, and you want us to become slaves?" Not even God! ”

"Good, good!" Alonso was so angry that he said three "good" words in a row, and the war horse under his crotch hovered a few times restlessly against the fire, and at this time his thin body was lined with raging fire, like a demon god.

"If you dare to disobey God's will, you will be cursed and will never be saved!"

This time, Vincent Gofrey ignored Alonso's cries and shouted with a gloomy face: "Everyone who follows me, including all the magicians and guards, go to the wall, and you must break this cage!"

Countless people shouted "yes", and the masters of the guards of Vincent Godfrey rushed to the city wall, and the people who had demolished the wall quickly gave way. These people are all very skilled, and their arrival immediately gave hope to the people.

First of all, the soldiers launched a charge, they were as fast as arrows from the string, swung their weapons and crashed into the city wall, dozens of heavy weapons smashed down, and the surface of the high wall immediately detonated countless ****, and a large piece was smashed. Immediately after the legal profession made a move, they were divided into two groups, ice and fire, first the fire mages used fire explosions and fireballs to heat the city wall, and before it cooled, the ice mages immediately swayed the cold air, and under the rapid expansion and contraction, this section of the high wall came out with a dense cracking sound like fried beans, and countless cracks broke on the surface.

Then the others swarmed up, beating desperately, and in the smoke and dust, the wall skin was peeled off in a blink of an eye, and it was cut inward half a meter deep.

"Come again!" Someone screamed, the warriors charged again, and the magic began to accumulate again.

Alonso's color suddenly changed, and if he smashed it at this speed, he was afraid that in less than half an hour, the wall of Greymane would be punched out of a gap.

"Attack!"

Alonso raised his staff and pointed at the fire, roaring and commanding, and the cursed werewolves had no idea what they were afraid of, and they formed a 10-man wide column and rushed into the flames!

On the opposite side, Vincent Godfrey ordered in a deep voice, "Burn it, set all the houses on fire, we don't want this home!" ”

His words were not high, but tens of thousands of people seemed to hear them, and the crowd immediately rushed into the fire again, and without hesitation set their houses on fire.

Directly opposite, an army of cursed werewolves rushed into the sea of fire, their speed surprisingly fast, like wild beasts. The people who set fire to their houses saw a violent wave of fire surging in front of them, and then the wall of fire was divided, and a group of fire men swam out like long snakes, screaming and pounced on the people with torches.

Their bodies were burning violently, making a "sizzling" sound, and after rushing a few steps, most of them collapsed, lying quietly on the ground and burning. Although the remaining cursed werewolves rushed in front of the people, they could no longer control their burned muscles, and after a helpless struggle, they were pushed to the ground, and in the blink of an eye, they were burned to a ball.

The Cursed Werewolf army, numbering twenty or thirty thousand, rushed into the fire one after the other, stirring the flames, which, after an initial sudden increase, gradually began to deplete.

On the top of the eastern mountain of Mao'er Mountain, the six revenge army scouts were shocked, and only a few minutes passed, and the cursed werewolf side had already filled in one or two thousand lives, such a crazy attack, I was afraid that the undead scourge army back then would not be able to do it.

Slowly, a path was carved out of the sea of fire, and a large fire was built at the southern exit of the fire passage, and countless cursed werewolves were burned and melted into a huge black mass, and the strange smell of burning flesh and blood could be smelled even outside the high walls, which was disgusting.

Vincent Goldfrey watched this terrible scene coldly, and mechanically gave the order to send a militia of civilians to the gap. As for those masters, they kept bombarding the high wall, and by now, they had penetrated nearly half of it.

In front of the burning corpses, thousands of militiamen, armed with all kinds of rudimentary weapons, huddled together tightly and formed a semicircle to wait in a tight formation. Looking up, the pile of corpses had accumulated almost five meters high, and from time to time there were still burning werewolves howling and falling on them, adding a cloud of "fuel".

The militiamen all turned pale when they saw this scene, and it was likely that among these werewolves who were sent to death were their relatives and friends, but now they could only watch them die, and there were no bones left.

However, a more brutal situation awaits them.

Knock knock!

The earth suddenly shook like a drum, the sea of fire darkened, and the militiamen looked at each other and subconsciously tightened their weapons.

"Smash!" There was a hoarse shout from the other side of the high wall, and those well-informed samurai reacted first, and began to attack the city wall even more frantically, hundreds of samurai fought desperately at the same time, and the mountain-like high wall trembled.

At the top of the eastern mountain of Mao'er Mountain, the scouts saw it clearly, and saw a giant wolf seven meters long rushing forward along the road that was trampled out, and the red fire was ignited on its body, and the speed was still as fast as the wind.

"Zoka, go back and report it, something big is happening here!" Rebecca saw that she was about to die, and shouted at Zoka beside her, her eyes never taking off the burning wolf.

Zoka was already dizzy, and when Rebecca gave the order, she had already closed her eyes and didn't dare to look again, and when she heard the order, she immediately jumped down the tree and landed firmly on the back of the black cloud. The black cloud hissed and circled, ready to run.

"Aren't you leaving?" Zoka looked up and asked eagerly.

Rebecca shouted, "You go!" We're staring here. ”

"Oh......" Zhuoka replied in despair, and with the reins, the black cloud immediately entered a galloping state and galloped down Mao'er Mountain.

At this moment, under the nervous gaze of the scouts, the fiery wolf crossed the sea of fire and crashed headlong into the burning corpse. The militiamen on the opposite side saw a hill-like pile of corpses explode violently, and burning corpses were scattered all over the sky, smashing head-on like rain.

"No backwards!" The militia leader hissed and shouted, and instead of retreating, he took a step forward. But before his feet could hit the ground, a huge "fireball" rolled head-on, stuck to him and burned together, smashing a gap in the tight militia cluster alive, and rolling until it rolled under the eastern mountain of Maoer.

Vincent Gofrey glanced down at the burning wolf, his face twitched, and he looked up at the gap.

It was now like a flood bursting its banks, and countless cursed werewolves howled and killed along the passage opened by the giant wolf. There were still flames dozens of meters high on both sides, and under the high temperature, their hair and clothes were ignited, and they came with a whole body of fire, which was even more terrifying and hideous.

"Plug the gap and suffocate them all inside." Vincent shouted loudly, his tone unflustered, and the militia saw that their commander was so calm, and the panic subsided, and they gathered together to block the gap.

Rumble! Rumble! Rumble!

Under the city walls, the bombardment was non-stop, and those warriors were all red-eyed now, desperately attacking the high walls, which was really even crazier than cursing the werewolves. Under such a fierce attack, the city walls were cut off layer by layer, getting thinner and thinner. (To be continued.) )