The Spirit Queen nodded. "Let's get started!"

Start

"Let's go." The guild's artillerymen were the first to cry out.

"Fire." King Chuang put down his binoculars and shouted, and the signal was sent from the other side!

"As ordered, the main batteries 1 to 5 are in position

We used special pyrotechnic signals to communicate, so the pace was relatively uniform, as soon as the artillery fire on our side rang out, the artillery on the opposite side rang out, of course, it was impossible to hear the sound from so far away, but we soon saw a huge fireball rising in the city. It was obvious that the naval guns on the Biling were much stronger than the shore guns on our side, and when a fireball was raised, a large part of the city wall was blown away, and even the buildings behind it were blown away.

"That's a lot of power!" A player of the Guild who had never seen the shelling of the battleships of the Guild sighed.

"Of course." Walmart said beside him: "The naval cannon is a weapon set up to deal with heavily armored targets, and its imaginary enemy is a steel battleship and a reinforced concrete pillbox. Now this explosion situation is just ordinary ammunition, if you use explosive concrete destruction bombs, you will know what is powerful. ”

"How big can it be?"

"I'll show you and you'll know." Walmart shouted to the signalman over there: "Sue the king and let him blow down the city gate on our side with explosive concrete destructive bombs, because the caliber of our ground cannon is not large enough." ”

"Understood."

A few minutes later, we suddenly saw a huge red cloud rise over the walls on our side. The light was so strong that we all had to cover our eyes, and after a few seconds, a strong wind swept through our position, and although the blast was no longer destructive, we could still feel the terrible power near the explosion.

When the fireball was completely gone, we looked at the wall in amazement. The previous gate was long gone, and unlike the usual cannonballed walls, we didn't see anything broken or broken there, just a pile of sand on the ground, and it was drifting in the wind.

At first, the Elven Queen simply admired the power of our weapons. But she wasn't much surprised, but now she couldn't keep her mouth shut. "What kind of weapon is this?"

"As I said, it's a blast type concrete destruction bomb. The cannonball relies on its own speed to launch the strong wind pressure generated during the explosion, and then relies on the wind pressure and the instantaneous high temperature to produce a detonation effect to completely shatter buildings and other objects into dust. In fact, this thing works well on hard things, and it is useless if it hits a soft mud dam! ”

"Oh! Plug your ears quickly, it's a cloud burst bomb! "As we spoke, a terrible green cloud suddenly appeared over the city. Fortunately, everyone has been staring over there, so I found it early. The Elven Queen's people didn't understand the situation, and as a result, they reacted half a beat slower. I saw that the center of the green cloud suddenly lit up, followed by a terrifying white circle of light that rapidly expanded, and all the buildings below the aperture were instantly wiped out. The elven queen was about to praise the thing for its power, when they heard a loud bang, and the whole person was almost blown away. When the blast had passed, the queen and her men were there with their ears plucked out, and with a dazed expression on their faces, apparently temporarily deaf from the shock.

"Did you say you want to cover your ears?"

"What do you say? Louder, I could only hear a little bit of a messy sound. The queen roared.

"I told you to cover your ears, and you should do it."

"Oh. But we didn't know it could be so loud! ”

"Forget it, it will be restored in a while. The artillery bombardment is almost over, and we plan to put the infantry on it, so please keep up with your archers and protect it. ”

"Got it." The queen turned away from her usual gentle words. In a loud voice shouted: "Inform the troops to advance, cover our allies." ”

"Yes." The elves who received the order immediately ran to give the order, and our men began to prepare for the charge. In fact, it is nothing more than a sweep to attack the city, this place is a fortress, not an ordinary city, the area is not large, and the rain of bullets just now has knocked down 80% of the buildings in the city. According to the probabilistic analysis. We've already wiped out at least 60 percent of the city's troops. The remaining personnel are also in a state of unorganized. Under such circumstances, it is difficult to imagine that the ground troops can still maintain their combat effectiveness.

Our heavy infantry began to advance slowly, and chaos immediately began in the opposite city. The previous bombardment had disrupted the city's defenses. If we don't show up, they can still have time to prepare, and now that they see so many troops advancing in a large area, they will naturally withdraw and be chaotic.

"Tank, Redthorn, and luckily, you four dragons will attack together, and try to pick a place with a lot of people to fight."

Large mobs in big battles are a big advantage, as not all of them are masters, and minions often can't handle these large creatures. Tank and Redthorn rushed to the front of the team this time, both of them were protected by exoskeletons outside their bodies, and they were the best shields for the charge, especially Tank, and it was really not bad to name him Tank. The infantry rushed forward after him, and there was a moving bunker that would not pause at all unless they were hit directly by heavy artillery. Moreover, the heavy artillery can only make him stop for a while, and if you want to kill him, you must concentrate multiple heavy artillery attacks or dispatch large magic crystal cannons. Of course, if the large magic crystal cannon wants to kill him, he has to consider whether it can hit it, and if it doesn't let the magic crystal cannon on the back of the tank be killed before it can fire.

After the tank was the first to rush into the ruins of the city wall, suddenly a white giant beast stood up from behind the wreckage of the city wall. The thing is over sixty meters tall, walks semi-upright, has white hair, and has a head that looks a bit like a pig, but with small ears. The forelimbs stood out from the point, with a pair of claws at least five meters long. I really don't know what the average person would do if they let it catch it.

"How could there be Beamon here?

Turning his head and asking the Elven Queen.

The Elven Queen was also confused. "I don't know, they shouldn't have this thing!"

"Damn, it's not just Beamon, look over there." A member pointed it out to us.

I turned my head to look over, and I almost didn't faint. I saw that a house that had been bombed into ruins was suddenly opened to reveal a hole in the ground, and a row of war beasts came out of it. Beamon, Mammoth, War Behemoth, and Giant Winged Thunder Eagle are known as the four ace arms of the Beast Clan, and these will all come out, and there seem to be quite a few War Behemoths among them. With the size of this city, even if it is full of war behemoths, there should not be too many. Looking at this number, it is obvious that there is a very large dungeon stored zài, otherwise it would not be able to hold so many war beasts.

"It seems that the information is skewed!"

"I think so."

On our side, it was clear that there were more classes in the city than expected, and that there were many more classes than the intelligence. The other side must have hidden forces. I knew that this kind of task would not be so simple, otherwise it would not be called the world's number one guild tournament.

We are analyzing the situation here, and there is already a contact battle on the battlefield ahead. My tank hit the Beamon first. Beamon has always been known for its offensive power, and tanks happen to be known for its defensive power. Two big guys just bumped into each other. Beamon waved his five-meter-long claws at the tank. Everyone nearby heard a screeching sound of metal grinding, and Beamon's steel claws sparkled across the tank's body, leaving five white marks on the tank's armor. Without hesitation, the tank sped up sharply, and a headbutt knocked Beamon to the ground, and with a bang, smoke and dust instantly billowed all around.

"Damn, Monster War!"

"Unrelated people dodged away, and large creatures couldn't take care of the people around them in battle. Give them room to fight. "I flew over the battlefield and shouted at our men.

Beamon was not a kinder than the kind, jumping up immediately after being overturned, and then rushed towards the tank. The huge mantis-like forelimbs of the tank slashed over, and Beamon stretched out his claws, and with a bang, the forces on both sides were evenly matched, and neither of them could push each other. Beamon's claws were restrained, and he immediately opened his mouth fiercely to bite it, but the tank was more ruthless than him. A flame burst shot straight out. There was no place to flash at such a close distance, and Beamon was directly knocked over.

Beamon, who had suffered a loss, tried to roll over and get up, but the tank had already rushed over with a rumbling vibration. With a thud, the two creatures collided again, only this time Beamon couldn't withstand the onslaught of the tank. The tank accelerated all the way with inertia, and Beamon had just gotten up from the ground, so he was naturally not an opponent.

It was thought that the tank would complete its mission. But unexpectedly, a halo suddenly flew from the side and fell on Beamon. Then Beamon looked up to the sky and roared. The force of the tank overturned the tank.

"Damn, Raippi! Actually with a bloodthirsty aura! "That's when I realized that there was an orc shaman standing next to Beamon. It's really hard to get attention from standing next to Beamon just with his figure.

Flipping over the confession, Beamon was excited and wanted to rush up to take advantage, of course I wouldn't watch my demon pet get hurt. Quickly turned Eternity into a throwing spear, then threw it at Blindon's eyes. "Medium." Blindland's eyes instantly exploded into a bloody hole.

Oh...... Beamon screamed, staggered back a few steps and fell to the ground with a thud, and then he began to shake his head desperately to pull the spear out of his eye.

I mean eternity. "Demon Flame Assimilation."

The surface of the ever-changing spear suddenly ignited with a large field of infernal flames, and Beamon screamed again, then rolled on the ground in pain. Beamon is not a creature with good defense, and many people think that Beamon has high defense, but in fact, he was deceived by his super high HP. On the surface, he doesn't seem to be able to die no matter how he fights, but in fact, it's all because he has too much blood, not because he is higher than Meng's defense.

The spear that shot into the eye has been judged to be a vital attack, and the damage value is far higher than hitting other positions, and my attack power itself is not low, and Beamon's HP leaks super fast like a hole in a water tank.

Seeing that Beamon was about to be overwhelmed, the shaman behind him was in a hurry, and hurriedly threw a strong aura and a wound healing technique all on Beamon's body, but my gun was on fire, and the damage was increasing all the time, and wound healing had no effect on this at all. Beamon was still rolling on the ground in pain. It didn't weaken in the slightest, but if they continued to make up for it like this, I think it might take a bit of work to get rid of Beamon. I don't want to fight the other party repeatedly, so I just rush down and kill the shaman first.

There has always been a saying among players that the warrior who is least like a warrior is an elven warrior, and the mage who is least like a mage is an orc shaman. The shaman I bumped into fully understood the meaning of this sentence. This guy is obviously a mage class, but his physical attack power is terrifying, and his body is as strong as a calf, and he is many times stronger than his peers. If all the mages were like this, the warriors wouldn't have to mess around. It seems that some players say that shamans should be classified as the magic sword class, and there is some truth in mentioning yì.

"The arrogant elves actually invited allies. But you're still no match for our orcs. "The shaman saw me rushing directly towards him, and without the slightest fear, he waved it with the mace-level staff.

As soon as I landed, I took a step down by the inertia of the landing, and the mace-like staff swept over my head, and I kicked the ground hard, and the whole person jumped out violently. With a very chic flick of his hand, the blade claw that was still dripping blood automatically bounced back into the gate. The shaman behind me clutched his stomach and fell in disbelief.

"Beamon, I have to be careful, even a shaman dares to yell at me." I turned and kicked the shaman's corpse out of the air, then behind my back and then at Beamon, and the two half-moons detached from the ring of discipline and spun around and flew towards Beamon, who was still wailing.

Oh...... There was another scream, and a large cut was made in the wrist of Beamon's hind paw. Blood spurted out like a flood, and the flow was definitely worse than a fire faucet.

The blood had not yet flowed here, and the spinning half moon came around again, and with a thud it was another bloody wound, this time on the inside of the wrist joint of the forelimb. All of the places where I started were the major arteries, even if the amount of blood in Bimeng was amazing, it would drain if I opened a few more holes.

I attacked Beamon, the tank had already flipped over, and it was a thrust to rush forward while Beamon was covered in injuries from me. Beamon was harassed by me. Before I could react, I was hit in the stomach. The tank's forearm went straight through Beamon's stomach, and the painful Beamon even screamed out of tune. But the tank did not intend to stop attacking, and his claws immediately made a horizontal opening in Beamon's stomach as he moved to the side, and the internal organs erupted from Beamon's stomach like an explosion. The tank doesn't care about three, seven, twenty-one, it is a mouthful when it goes up. I don't know what internal organs I have bitten off a large piece. Beamon almost breathed in pain. I don't know if it's the pain that sparks the potential or the light. In short, Beamon suddenly exploded with strength, and slapped the side of the tank with a fierce palm. The thud knocked the tank to the ground again, leaving a deep scratch on the tank's body, but it still failed to penetrate the tank's exoskeleton.

The tank is not good at stubble, and when he was knocked away, he hooked people's intestines with his claws, but this time it pulled out a large part of Beamon's intestines. The tank was about to get up and fight again, and I don't know where a shell flew from, and it happened to shoot through the hole in Beamon's stomach, only to hear a bang, Beamon's body instantly split into two, the upper half of the body flew up more than ten meters before falling back to the ground, and the lower half directly turned into a pile of rotten meat.

"Hit! Haha, I hit! "At this time, in our artillery position behind the position, the elven queen is shouting happily. Seeing that our artillery was so powerful before, she couldn't help but want to try it, but she didn't expect to hit it with one shot.

Walma stood beside the elven queen and said, "The elven clan's ability to use flying weapons is good!" The first time I played with a cannon, I actually hit it so accurately! ”

The people in the rear were playing lively, but the tanks and I in the position were a little depressed. The monster that could have been put to an end was killed by a single shot, making us feel like we had no place to use our strength. But this bad feeling soon disappeared, because we soon realized that there was still a lot more to make us exert ourselves.

The war beasts that crawled out of the underground exits had scattered and were spreading in all directions, and our members and members of the Elven clan were desperately resisting, but the results were terrible. Unlike Beamon, these guys really have a lot of defense, and even though each of them was shot like a hedgehog by the elven archers when they first exited the underground exit, it didn't affect their actions in the slightest. The appearance of the war beast is like a long-haired hippopotamus, and the body is slightly thinner, the hippopotamus's hooves have to be replaced with sharp claws, and the war beast's head is a bit like a unicorn, that is, it does not have the horns of a unicorn, but it has a T-shaped horn in front of its nose. In fact, this thing is not so much called horns as it is called ramming horns. With the shape of its tip, it is impossible to form a puncture injury at all, so it cannot be counted as a horn.

In addition to their huge bodies and extremely high defense, these long-haired tanks also have two very powerful natal magics, one is the thunder lightning with superior single attack power, and the other is the chain lightning with even more amazing power. These two tricks belong to a class of magic, as long as a mage wants to learn, and the two magic used by the war beast are affected by the effect of natal magic, and the power will be much stronger than ordinary people's magic. Our players are all dumbfounded by such a behemoth, bows and arrows can't hurt it at all, and it doesn't seem like a good idea to rush in front of them and cut off someone's toes.

I wanted to rush in and fight the war behemoth, but now is not the time to show personal heroism. I'm the president of a large guild, which means I'm more inclined to do things with my head than with my hands. Ordered the tank to go over and drag a war beast first, and I myself turned and flew towards the Biling.

"President, why are you here?"

"But do you want to go up and fight for yourself?" I pointed to the war behemoth over there. "Are you sure you'll hit it?"

"It's possible to hit, but you have to keep the players of the guild away. Even if we can hit, that is, the probability of two out of three, if there is a cannonball that falls into the pile of our own people, it will not be good. ”

"Well, I'll go back and let everyone disperse, and you wait for me to start shelling in a minute after I get over the city."

"Got it."

It was so hard work that I had to fly back over the city and order everyone to take shelter first. Almost as soon as the crowd began to move, I heard the sound of cannonballs breaking through the air. Although it was dangerous to have such a close interval between the shelling, the results of the first round of shelling were quite satisfactory. With the rising fireballs, one by one the war beasts fell down with a wail.

No matter how high the defense of the war behemoth is, it is still a living thing, but the shells of the Biling are specially used against buildings and steel warships, and the skin of the war behemoth can't stop this thing. After one round of shelling, half of the war behemoths were gone, and the remaining war behemoths began to panic and prepare to escape, but unfortunately they were put down by the second round of bullets before they could decide which way to run.

"Send a signal for King Chuang to concentrate his fire on the exit of the dungeon, and bury the remaining enemies alive in it." I flew to the side of the main camp and said to the members of the herald.

After receiving the order, King Chuang directly used the depth destruction bomb, which is a time-delayed blasting shell that will wait for a while after hitting the object before exploding, which can effectively destroy the facilities inside the target, and of course, it can also destroy the dungeon. A large rain of bullets killed all the orcs who had not had time to crawl out of the dungeon, and with the shelling, the city appeared to subside in different ways, and the underground was obviously empty.

We were watching the artillery show, when suddenly a big elf came up and whispered something in the queen's ear, and then the elf queen's expression gradually became solemn.

"Your Majesty, is something wrong?" The Elven Queen nodded: "Something has happened." ”