"Yes! Marshal! With a loud shout, a few hundred men were separated from the infantry. They were dressed in dark gray leather armor, hoods, two razor-sharp blades pinned to their waists, and a large wrap on their backs.

The leader is a female goblin who, unlike the rest of the team, has a blood-red rose tattooed on her pale green face.

Behind his back was a large scythe that flashed with shattering lightning.

She is the soul of this Earth Spirit Salvation Air Brigade - "Blood Scythe, Archon"!

Of course, this is not her name, because since the moment she joined this mercenary army, she has abandoned her original name like everyone else. There is only a cold number "55" to distinguish each other, but she has earned her first name "Abyss Bee, Teemo" by her own efforts.

With the death of the previous consul, she, who was already the core of the warband, inherited everything from him.

And now she is leading the Land Spirit Salvation Air Brigade, driving a glider to the northeast battlefield.

Unlike the southwest, the northeast battlefield is like a hell.

Those veterans came to crusade with their love for their homeland, their support for justice, and their love for the royal family... Helplessly, the firepower of weapons is far from sufficient, and the gap is as big as an insurmountable chasm.

They used crowd tactics and used their own flesh and bones to pave a safe way to counterattack for those children who had not experienced war and had not touched weapons.

As a result, they were completely exposed to the range of the city's defense artillery, and they were subjected to artillery fire. The old antique guns in their hands were dumb and scattered. The sound of the artillery of the counterattack became quieter and quieter.

"Salvation Air Brigade! All of them! Start airborne! "Rose Blood Scythe丨Archon" looked at the pile of wreckage on the ground at the far end, and the rose on her face was filled with tears, as if it was about to drip blood. She clenched her fists to her chest and shouted at her companion.

And this group of air combat fighters silently put on black skull masks, drew their blades and hand cannons, ran forward one by one, and jumped off the tail of the glider.

The consul raised his right hand towards the glider pilot, buckled the red mask, and flew down.

The glider pilot circled and flew back, knowing that he was no longer needed here. Everything that rests, those airborne troops will face independently.

These land spirit squads on airborne missions opened parachutes made of sea animal skins in the air, like small mushrooms growing after rain, and they controlled the direction and fell downward.

As the height continued to drop, the soldiers on the city wall spotted their huge anti-aircraft crossbows "doo" and fired crossbow arrows at the earth spirits in the sky.

In the blink of an eye, those small mushrooms were blown up in an instant, and the land spirit airborne brigades that were exposed to the range of the artillery crossbow attack suffered heavy losses. It was as if a bird with broken wings fell straight down.

"Open the wings! Hard landing! The Executive's parachute was also blown out, and she shouted at her comrades who were falling rapidly.

Trying to control her balance, she pressed a button on her body, and the backpack behind her was thrown out. The jagged skeleton next to the body opened, quickly absorbing air. A floating flying wing was formed.

The goblins, who had opened their wings, used the buoyancy of the air to keep their balances and pulled their hand cannons at the guards on the wall below. Clear a landing field for the paratroopers who were not hit by the crossbows.

With the last paratrooper safely landed, the top of the city wall was effectively occupied. Under the leadership of the consuls, they began to build a landing position at the head of the city. Changed the fortifications and crossbows to flat fire to defend against the surging enemies on both sides.

And the paratroopers who landed safely took out the rope ladder from their backpacks, fixed them, and threw them down the city wall. Landing fireworks were then fired.

The prime minister who commanded at the front saw the veterans who sacrificed their lives for the country, and tears flowed down his face. He ordered the remaining veterans to retreat back to the range of the city's defense artillery. Wait until he sees the sky floating

After the parachutes fell one by one, and the pressure of the artillery on the city wall dropped sharply, he laughed, and his old wrinkled face stretched.

He ordered the artillery to bombard both sides, cover the safe landing of the goblin airborne brigade, establish a landing position. At the same time, he ordered the militia behind him to prepare to kick the city.

Led by the veterans, the militiamen, armed with wooden shields and axes and sickles, lined up in a column in the midday sun. Those childish faces are now resolute and resolute after the baptism of war.

"Whoosh! Woo-la! "Landing fireworks on the city walls, salutes rang out.

"Siege team! Above! The prime minister's eyes suddenly brightened, and he yelled at the soldiers around him, waving the battle flag in his hand.

And those veterans as the leader of the city team, bowed their heads to dodge falling objects and shell fragments, lowered their bodies and used the broken steps of the assault, and ran towards the rope ladder in front.

They climbed the ladder first, and the recruits, who had undergone simple training, followed closely the veterans, climbing at a speed of ten men at a time.

Countless ladders are full of people, and they seem to have covered a range of tens of meters on both sides of the northeast corner.

The militia quickly converged with the land-spirit airborne troops, advancing towards the east and north. With the continuous increase in the number of people, the situation in the northeast corner has stabilized and developed in a favorable direction.

At this time, at the mouth of the broken city wall in the southwest, the reserve heavy cavalry and infantry who entered had already exchanged fire with the defenders of the Broken Water Cliff. Although the reservists are far inferior to the elite border guards of the Broken Water Cliff in terms of combat skills and proficiency. However, the shock of breaking through the thousand-year-old royal capital and the sense of justice of crusading against the rebels made the morale of this "little white/army" high, and the number was 3 or 4 times that of the defenders, so it did not fall behind at all.

The defense forces of the former royal capital, which were originally subject to the rebels of the Broken Water Cliff, began a large-scale defection to assist the reserves.

The wind and sand gradually rose, and the last dark clouds that shrouded the sun also disappeared.

The ground fighting was tight, and the rebels on the city walls were brought in to plug the gap. The militia forces in the north-east corner were able to quickly occupy the wall, and by the end almost the entire city wall had been occupied.

The Broken Water Cliff rebels are now in the urn, and perhaps the war will end soon.

The rebels and reservists who fought together in the city engaged in hand-to-hand combat in the streets. But the goblin general is not here, he still has something to do.

At this time, he had already begun to demonize, and with a ghostly smile on his face, he appeared in front of the Cathedral of Light in the center of the city.

"Stop! In times of war, no entry! On both sides of the entrance to the cathedral, the knights of the Church dressed in the Crusader Bright War Warrior raised the knight's spear in their hands and shouted loudly.

But before he could finish speaking, he was slitted by the goblin general's sharp claws.

"Buzz!" The flames on the two Knights of the Holy Cult of Light were extinguished, and two pillars of green light shot straight into the sky. With this bright light rising, more than twenty knights in armor appeared one after another and surrounded him.

"Your Excellency the General assassinates the king and seizes the royal capital. My Light Holy Sect has not stopped it, so what's the point of the general killing my knight today? You know...", a red-bearded dwarven knight captain stepped forward, holding the Code of Light and whispering to the goblin general with his head down and sucking his fingers.

Words with anger and hatred! He was very hostile to the Goblin General's killings and provocations, but it was only due to dogma and the Church's strict neutrality. so that he could not take matters into his own hands and avenge his companions before the House of Elders agreed... This left him with a deep sense of powerlessness and helplessness.

However, this is so ironic to your ears, General Goblin. With a mocking smile on his lips, he shrieked into laughter.

"Slippery! This is the reason and universal value that you claim to be light?! ”

He raised his head and hugged the dwarven knight captain in his eyes in horror. And his sharp bone spur arm pierced the knight's chest, stirring in his chest. Grab something, pull it out, and stuff it into your mouth with a "squeak" force

Chewing.

"Demons! Demon! The rest of the knights' eyes widened, and they shouted with grief and a hint of fear, "Boom," drawing their swords and besieging the goblin general.

"Hey, uh, uh, uh! Heaven and earth are unkind, and all things are dogs! You hypocritical scum! Lao Tzu will destroy you today! The goblin general looked at the indignant group of priests and said these words instead. And he verifies this statement with his practical actions.

I saw him wave his arms and turn into the Grim Reaper and rush into the midst of the clergy to start a massacre. It's like the coming of a demon king.

The move is vicious and deadly, and he only attacks rather than defend, and would rather be besieged, and have a cut in his body, than to kill the knight who swung his sword at him.

The midday sun shone on the golden spire, and the ground was covered with layers of blood mist and bones. The air was filled with a strong smell of blood, and under the influence of this, the goblin general had been completely demonized.

He was covered in blood, both his and those knights, and he still maintained his consciousness, that is, to kill these hypocritical "White Lotus", these righteous people who will not be saved when they die!

However, the cost of this demonization of staying awake is also enormous. His skin was dry and wrinkled, like a discarded rag, wrapped tightly around his body. The blood on his body had been sucked by the black demonic qi, and it could be seen that there were a lot of white bones.

"Buzz!" A guardian knight rushed out of the main hall, carrying a holy sword. Swing at the goblin general, slashing at his left arm.

There was no blood, no wind, and the air and time seemed to stand still. His left arm turned to dust at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Immediately after that, time returned, and the Goblin General's left arm burned with a holy fire.

"My son! The Father has come to save you! When the goblin general saw the holy sword, a sudden sadness appeared on his face. His eyes were fixed on the snow-white bone sword, which exuded a peaceful spine-like spine, and he cried loudly. Like a father who has lost his beloved son. The paladins actually lowered their swords and looked at him with indifferent eyes.

The sun shone on the tall temples at this time, casting countless shadows. In the scorching light, it seemed so cold.

After a few tears, the goblin general seemed to regain some of his senses. Wrapped in black mist, in the eyes of this group of knights who were brightly dressed, full of benevolence and morality, and bathed in supreme holy light, he was vicious and heretical, and he should be judged and burned to death...

"Kill!" The knight with the holy sword shouted and rushed forward!

At this time, the goblin general's left arm had been lost, and his strength had been greatly reduced. In the siege of this group of knights like tigers and wolves, danger is full of dangers, and they can be defeated at any time.

However, this group of emissaries of the Holy Light did not seem to want this seemingly unsuspenseful battle to end easily. Because they haven't given enough sanctions to heretics! The knights who participated in the siege, their weapons swung at the goblin general with the holy sword in their hands.

The pain didn't kill him immediately, it only hit him with black smoke, torn skin, and broken bones.

"Ahh Yes! Yes! I don't want to do this, you forced me! You scum, jackals with a human face and a beast's heart! You killed my son! He also stripped his flesh and blood, and drew his bones into a sword! The Demon King is here! Kill these hypocrites! Punish these hypocritical demonic priests! Alakamo, Danahiel! ... Oo Garnier... Ole! ....”

The sober goblin general, with a deep despair of his own strength, with an undying hatred and hatred for the Light Holy Sect, knelt on the ground and prayed. For revenge, he chose to fall into darkness forever!

He decided to summon the demon god who had given him power, his former lover, the ruler of the abyss of suffering in the dark frontiers, the archdemon of Arakamo and Danahir. to destroy the sinners in front of you.

"He's summoning demons! Kill him! "The knights who had been mentally torturing the goblin general with a playful expression just now suddenly screamed with a look of great horror.

In anger and terror, they wielded their weapons to attack the demon warrior in front of them, whose life was gradually disappearing, to stop his summoning ritual. 2k reading web