Red Maple's city-level shield folded.

A dense and thin energy barrier shrouded the plain city, and the powerful magic power was drawn from the magic focus under the city, and through the channeling and projection of the rune array, it turned into a barrier stronger than the rock, and at the same time as the barrier closed, the artillery fire from the plain area also rained down on the city wall.

The piercing scream was like the cry of a banshee at midnight, and the metal warhead wrapped in a pale cyan air mass drew a bright arc in the air, continuously bombarding the shield of Red Maple City, and a large exploding flash of light continued to light up on the surface of the shield, like a storm of heavenly fire - the city's shield trembled violently in the impact of the explosion, and layers of ripples continued to spread out from the attack point, but in any case, the shield still managed to resist the first wave of attacks of the Cecil.

It stood above the city, blocking out all shelling, a low hum echoing through the outer city, the sound of the underground magical facilities fully activated.

On the city wall, a crystal cluster commander showed an expression as if he had survived the catastrophe, looked at the shield that was blooming with large slices of glitter, and let out a long breath: "Blocked!" ”

However, Heaton glared at the commander: "Fool, the battle has just begun!" ”

The Dark Sect didn't let up in the slightest because the Red Maple Shield had blocked the Cecil's Skyfire, on the contrary, he knew that the battle had just begun—he even knew that the fall of the Rock Fortress had started when their city-level shield held off the Cecil's attack.

After this period of understanding, he has mastered many characteristics of the Southern Legion, he knows that those devices that can project explosions and beams are not like traditional magic items, they do not need the help of a mage to recharge, they can operate continuously, their cost seems to be quite low, so that damaged equipment can be replaced and replenished in a very short time, their disadvantage is that they are rigid and single, and can only release fixed spells, but the Cecil make up for this shortcoming by creating a large number of different kinds of devices......

In the face of such an enemy, the traditional "fortress tactics" are dead.

The Red Maple Shield held off the Cecil's first attack, and for Heaton, its greatest significance was to give him a chance to continue fighting.

"Immediately gather the Legion of Iniquity in the south and let them return to the Red Maple and attack the rear of the Cecil," Heaton said to his men beside him, "Let Korod come back immediately and destroy the Cecil's position from the east......"

Heaton quickly arranged the order, but before he could finish speaking, several other particularly strange screams suddenly came from the western sky—

The scream was louder than the ordinary "Heavenly Fire", and there was some kind of creepy buzz in the middle, and in a moment, he sensed several particularly strong impacts hitting the barrier on the west side of the red maple!!

Boom, boom, boom!!

The shield above the west side of the city instantly erupted with a dazzling bright light, and the entire city wall trembled in the face of this powerful impact, and after these powerful impacts, a continuous, terrifying low hum sounded, as if some powerful energy flow was focused, washing the barrier on the west side of the city.

It's those battleships of the Cecils!!

They even secretly moved to Red Maple? When the hell is it!

Heaton was furious, for he clearly remembered how fast the ships were driving in the area of the Rich Woodlands when the last time the information came?!

"Inform Grim immediately and let him find a way to stop those boats! Even if he stuffed his own head into the 'magic cannon' of those ships! ”

"Yes!"

Heaton did not relax in the slightest when the new order was given, for he suddenly realized that the Cecil army seemed to be completely different from what he had expected.

This army was not a kingdom army, it was not a noble army from the east, and it had no intention of following the rules of war at all - the chariots were attacking Red Maple from the front, and the artillery from the Gorgon was constantly bombarding the western barrier, and the attack from both land and water was something no one had ever thought of, it was like a pincer that was constantly clamping, and it was already choking the neck of the city.

This was not a tentative offensive, and the goal of the Cecil was to completely destroy the city in a short period of time.

……

To the east of Red Maple, in the boulder city that has been completely reduced to ruins, the blood has stained the collapsed city wall red.

After a day and a night of fierce fighting, the ancient city was stained with blood, and the knights and warriors of the mountain legions relied on the remaining walls and main forts of the castle district to build a makeshift line of defense, and repelled another enemy attack.

Countless twisted and swollen monsters fell to the courtyards and stairs of the megalithic castle, countless brave and fearless knights fell in front of the shrinking defensive line, and the warring sides no longer cared about the loss of battle, they fought for the increasingly narrow land in the castle inch by inch, and now, even the most valiant warriors were on the verge of limiting.

The shouts of killing in the castle area gradually faded, and the surviving soldiers and the last knights were guarding the defense line of the castle's inner courtyard by relying on the broken walls, and inside their crumbling defense lines, the mage regiment and the archers who had exhausted their arrows had already picked up their talisman swords and were ready for the final hand-to-hand combat, while Victoria, who still had a small amount of mana left, was standing in the center of the inner court, watching the situation outside the wall through the eyes of the mages.

Countless massive shadows are hovering among the ruins, twisted and mutated monsters are regrouping their men for the next attack—and possibly the last—and her weary warriors have reached the limits of human physiology.

She even saw the commander of the monsters, an exceptionally tall crystalline monster that had never been on the battlefield before, showing great caution and caution, but now it appeared in the castle area, which was a sign of confidence.

The monsters have decided that victory belongs to them...... And that seems to be the case.

Victoria shook the platinum staff in her hand hard, slowly calming the chaotic aura caused by overcasting, and seized the time to recover a little mana, she calculated that those monsters would attack in a few minutes, calculating how much strength she could recover in just a few minutes.

But suddenly, an unexpected chaos spread from among the monsters.

Victoria saw the swollen and twisted giants begin to get restless at the same time, pushing each other in the confusion, and then at the same time raising his head to look in a certain direction outside the city, the extraordinarily tall monster with an expression of horror and anger (although it is incredible, those monsters really have the expression of a human), surrounded by a group of men, climbed a nearby section of the city wall and looked in the direction of the Gorgon River.

A few seconds later, those monsters gathered so quickly and retreated from the castle area!!

The movement outside the inner court soon attracted the attention of the knights as well, and a knight who was keeping watch on the tower watched in astonishment the movement between the inner court and the outer wall of the fortress, and suddenly shouted loudly: "Those monsters have retreated!!" ”

The same shout soon came from another outpost: "Those monsters are back, really back!" ”

Victoria walked out of the crowd in a daze, unable to figure out what was going on for a while, but in a short period of thought, she suddenly woke up-

Someone is attacking Red Maple!

Aside from that reason, she couldn't think of why those monsters would abandon the castle that was about to fall at such a critical moment.

After realizing this possibility, Victoria's heart was not only the peace of mind of waiting for reinforcements, but also the thought of one thing she should do:

She couldn't let these monsters from Boulder City come back to Red Maple—she had to find a way to keep them, at least the most elite of them, even if it was for a while.

She didn't know who had successfully entered the polluted area, she didn't know who was attacking Red Maple, and she didn't even know if the other party was a reinforcement, but when she had no choice, she had to believe that it was a support army, and then under this premise, she did everything possible to cooperate with the other party's actions.

Victoria gripped her platinum staff, and then pulled out a chic pale gold snowflake-shaped amulet from her place.

There was a faint stream of light floating on the surface of the talisman, and the light and shadow flickered, as if a frozen world was bound to the surface of the talisman.

She originally thought that she didn't need this anymore, but she didn't expect to wait for an unexpected turnaround, in order to seize this small turnaround, she thought it was necessary for her to use the power of the ancestors-

The sharp horns of the talisman pierced the palm, and the blood of the Wilde family soaked the surface of the pale golden snowflakes, Victoria exhaled softly and spat out a word:

"Chill."

Outside the castle district, Korod was gathering up his Crystal Cluster Legion, and the urgent orders from Red Maple City and the constant telepathic aura of disillusionment distracted the transformer - it was just a few hours, maybe a day, to take the little castle and crush the stubborn "Queen of the North" and her poor mountain legions, but at this moment, he had to give up the low-hanging fruit, and he didn't even dare to delay in the slightest.

Because the situation of the red maple is critical, even to the extent that the city may be broken at any time.

If Red Maple falls, if all the high-ranking priests in that city are killed, Korod and his subordinates will inevitably lose their minds - the plan of the Order Headquarters has not yet been completed, the Grand Imam's "Final Disobedience" ritual is still in progress, and all the gods and iniquities, including Korod, can only be counted as unfinished products now, and if there is no high-level node to share the pollution from the will of the gods, a transformed entity like it will not be able to survive on its own.

So it had to go to the rescue of Red Maple, to rescue the Heaton Imam who didn't know how to fight at all.

"Let you catch your breath," Korod glanced back at the castle in exasperation, "I'll be ...... soon"

Its movements and thoughts are still in this moment of turning back.

A pale white aura silently spread along the castle area, and everywhere the aura went, everything quietly froze.

Including the Mountain Corps, including Victoria, including the Boulder Castle, including Korod and its Crystal Legion.

The entire castle district turned into a cloud of ice crystals.

……

The main forces of the Cecil were fully entered the battlefield - there were more tanks than expected.

One by one, they appeared on the horizon like a swarm of steel insects, and they were arranged in loose attack arrays, firing their cannons as they went, steadily approaching the walls of Red Maple City.

The bombardment from the Gorgon River had ceased briefly, but had been reexploded ten minutes earlier, and the men and horses who had been ordered to stop the ships had apparently failed, and in one roar after another, the high-ranking priests of the Society of the End of Life watched the hellish sight—

The chariots were moving forward, there were no shouting and charging knights, no infantry phalanxes ordered to die, no chaotic slave regiments, Heaton could not see any battlefield element he knew, only the cold steel advancing - march, fire, march, keep firing, keep firing......

The three armies that came out of the city had all been wiped out, and they had fallen under the incessant fire and flames, while the Cecil offensive continued to advance steadily.

They are like some kind of machine, like some kind of tight, unwavering cogs, they are running, they are moving, they are crushing, everything that stands in the way of this machine, it has nothing to do with glory, it has nothing to do with the noble righteousness and bloodline mission, the only reason this machine is moving forward, because "advancement" is its mission.

Heaton suddenly remembered what he had said—

Iniquity is a cold weapon of war.

However, compared to the steel released by the Cecil, this weapon was probably too mild.

"Imam," exclaimed a priest, his voice almost drowned out in the incessant explosions, "the shield is running out!" ”

"Put all your mana reserves to use, hold on a little longer, and Korod will be here soon," Heaton said quickly, "and when Korod and his elite arrive, everything will be fine, and they will attack the flank of the Cecil from the east......"

"Patriarch, Korod ......" another cleric with a crystal ball hesitated, "Korod's mind is gone......"

"Damn it!" Heaton cursed under his breath, he felt his voice tremble a little, but he still managed to keep his sanity in his mind, "Don't worry, the shield can still hold out, let all the spellcasters recharge the shield - we can hold out until the southern legions come back, they will attack the Cecil from the rear......"

That's right, the situation is still taking a turn for the better, although the "Sky Fire" of the Cecil people is powerful, it can't destroy the city shield in a short time, including those three powerful warships, they seem to be able to only attack the Xicheng District of Red Maple, and they can simply abandon that area and shrink the shield projection range to the main city...... In this way, Red Maple City can hold out for a long time, enough to hold out until the southern army of the gods comes back......

Heaton was relieved, but suddenly, an indescribable palpitation came over him, interrupting all his thoughts.

Along with this palpitation, there was a low, terrible voice coming from high in the sky

"Courier to pick it up—"

Heaton looked up in astonishment to see a large shadow passing through the distant clouds, and countless black things falling from the sky with a sharp whistling......