These magic arrows can severely damage the evil god, and the explosion generated by each shot can directly blow up the spearman whose life is only about one-fifth of the evil god's life. The crusaders, with their excellent equipment and strong strength, not only minimized their own casualties, but also largely covered the spearmen behind them.

Even so, after three volleys, more than a third of the guns were dead, and more than thirty of the crusaders were killed. Little Seri looked at the distance that was still enough to shoot once, and as soon as he took out an arrow from his quiver, he was grabbed by the arm of Han Feng, who was galloping, and ran backwards.

Just as Han Feng and the others had just evacuated the temporary position, the huge bodies of the griffins roared down from the sky, and in the face of the huge impact, the temporary city wall built by Han Feng and the others was soon hit beyond recognition.

Little Seri said fearfully: "Husband, if you run a little late just now, you won't be smashed into meat sauce?" Han Feng gave her a shudder gently, and said solemnly: "In the future, you will have to listen to the command on the battlefield, order and prohibit, strict discipline is the soul of an army, remember?" ”

"The soul of the army?" Little Seri secretly kept this sentence in his heart, Han Feng never dreamed that his casual words would become one of the creeds of Seri's army commander later, accompanying her to dominate the Entagri Continent.

On the way to retreat, the group stopped from time to time to snipe the pursuers with bows and arrows - of course, in the face of the loose formation, everyone had a tacit understanding to put away the magic burst arrows and use ordinary arrows to shoot, to everyone's surprise, Han Feng actually stopped everyone from using the most effective slow DF!

Everyone ran farther and farther, and the pursuers behind were closely chasing under Han Feng's constant teasing, and when they had just crossed the archer's half-arrow attack distance, Han Feng organized everyone to start another sniper.

Beaded fireballs, ice rings and other areas of magic focused on the fast-flying griffins and crusaders, and under Han Feng's deliberate arrangement, the team members often pursued group damage, rather than "it is better to cut off one finger than to hurt the enemy's ten fingers" as previously requested.

Looking at the pursuers who were about to get closer, Han Feng smiled and waved his hand, and the group continued to retreat. At this time, the Manchester city lord standing on the city wall had a puzzled look in his eyes, and seeing that his subordinates were about to chase out of the attack range of the ranged troops, the giant sword in his hand was swung again, and the sound of a retreating horn sounded on the battlefield.

The griffins, the crusaders, and the few remaining spearmen began to retreat, and at this moment Han Feng smiled, and smiled brightly, "Kakashiri! Lead the vampires in pursuit, with the main task of killing the enemy! Chase to the second sniper position and start retreating! ”

Kakashiri, who was already depressed, took the order, and led one hundred and twenty vampires to flap their wings and chase after them, and without waiting for Han Feng's command, Sophia and the others sent the attack acceleration and atmospheric shield over in time.

"The zombie troops are on standby, and all the brothers and sisters are charging with me!" Han Feng roared excitedly, leading everyone to follow behind the vampire army and began to charge.

So far, Manchester City's long-range firepower has been undamaged except for the killing of more than a dozen archers, and under their organized fire, even in the case of half an arrow, the vampire with the atmospheric shield is still shot all over the body, and the vitality of many vampires has been reduced to less than one-third.

The vampires who blessed the attack acceleration finally caught up with the retreating wounded soldiers, and the griffins and crusader warriors who usually needed two or three attacks from vampires to kill, were often killed by the vampires with a direct blow when they were killed by Han Feng and others.

The vampires quickly drew enough blood from these "wounded soldiers" to completely negate the damage caused by the ranged attacks, and when they pursued all the way to the edge of the half-arrow range, the living crusaders and griffons combined were less than fifty, and the first-order spearmen were even more casualties, and when the vampires retreated, only two of the guys who were on the spotlight were severely damaged, and there were no casualties...

The battlefield has been going on for less than ten hours now!

Han Feng and his teammates returned to the place where they were half an arrow, and began to repeat the previous steps, relying on the cover of the earthen wall to approach the castle step by step, at the same time, except for the griffin who retreated back to the castle safely with the advantage of flying, the crusaders were all left on the battlefield by Han Feng and others. At this point, more than half of the defenders of the city were wiped out on the battlefield.

According to Han Feng's original plan, he used magic and a few magic burst arrows to suppress the archers and monks, and when the number dropped to a certain level, the vampire army was frantically pressed, even if there was a small loss, it was a sure victory, and none of those zombie troops would be killed or injured.

Well? Corpse! His gaze swept to the more than two hundred zombies that fell behind him, and a huge question mark suddenly appeared in Han Feng's mind. It stands to reason that the siege war should prepare some troops that can attack from a distance or fly, and the two hundred zombies obviously do not belong to the two, where did they come from?

Thinking of this, Han Feng asked loudly, "Kakashiri, those zombies should have been transformed by you after the little nun was captured, right?" ”

"Hero, I'm also out of control of my emotions for a while," Kakashiri said.

"Looks like you'll be able to get your lover out soon, and I don't think Miss Nun wants to see these villagers whose souls are imprisoned in zombies, right?" Han Feng said with a smile.

"What do you mean?" Kakashiri said puzzled.

"Let their souls be freed, so that Miss Sister will be a little more pleased." Han Feng waved his hand and threw out a series of fireballs, reaping the lives of nearly ten archers on the city wall.

Kakashiri said respectfully, "Hero, as long as I can save my lover, everything is up to you!" ”

Under Han Feng's order, the zombies formed a dense phalanx, and slowly approached the castle with the blessing of attack acceleration, and the archers and monks found that attacking the constantly refreshed earthen wall had no effect, so they naturally poured ammunition on the zombies' heads.

Soon the zombies were shot into humanoid hedgehogs, slowly slumped to the ground, and illusory souls floated up from their bodies, showing a relieved look on their faces, and slowly drifted towards the sky under the traction of the silver pillar of light.

Han Feng and the others took this opportunity to bombard the city with all the remaining magic burst arrows without hesitation, and the archers and monks fell in pieces. By the time the zombies approaching the castle were completely overtaken, there were less than 200 archers left in the city, and less than 80 monks left. Seeing the heavy losses of his men, the Manchester city lord could no longer sit still, took the spear from Hu Cong's hand, walked down the city, turned over and jumped on the war horse...

On the other side, Han Feng quickly estimated the comparison between the enemy and us, and was about to order the vampire army to press frantically, when a dinging sound suddenly sounded on the battlefield, and a pleasant electronic synthesis sound sounded again...