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"Whoosh", three arrows were launched in succession, chasing the falling archmage Nolan like a meteor, and the flying dragon Userondia did not notice the three silent arrows at all.

Gutsian felt a wave of ecstasy in his heart, if he could use this opportunity to kill a great magician, then the loss tonight would be worth it.

The thunderball condensed by thousands of lightning bolts, after a single attack, most of the energy has been released, but there is still a small half of the energy gathered, these energy immediately became out of control due to the termination of the magic release, exploded, forming a huge shock wave in the air, and there was an arc dancing during the process.

The archmage's figure was closest to the thunderball at this time, and the first one was hit by the shock wave, and his whole body suddenly deviated from the original direction and flew back upside down, while Gutesian was holding the three arrows that were killing him, but he lost his target and pounced on the earth.

Uselondia adjusted the direction of her flight, grabbed Nolan, the archmage who had been stunned by the shockwave, and then threw her head back, flapped her wings and flew high into the air, and quickly disappeared into the clouds.

Although Gutsian regretted that he had accidentally missed, he did not take it upon himself to chase a dragon that dominated the sky, he reversed the direction of the griffin and flew back to the headquarters, and now the most urgent thing for him to do was to gather his troops and regroup.

The thunderball had dispersed, and the sky was dark again. Looking at the dark night sky, Gutsian was not only emotional.

But no matter how long the night is, it will pass, and tomorrow will come, but tomorrow may be an even longer day.

When the sky was completely bright, Gutsian finished gathering his army, and I don't know if it was because he was worried about being accidentally injured by the "Thunder Tribulation" magic, or because of other reasons, Higg's army did not take advantage of the chaos to carry out a sneak attack.

Each team and battalion reported their losses, and Gutesian listened to the report of his subordinates, and his face became gloomy like water.

Last night, the location of the "Thunder Tribulation" magic attack happened to be the camp of the ranged troops, and about 800 archers were killed in the attack, as well as two watchtower carts were destroyed, and a Cyclops who had been seriously injured was killed.

Perhaps the impact of these losses on the entire legion was not fatal, but it was a blow to morale, after yesterday's Great Mage's Wall of Fire and the Night's Thunder Tribulation, the soldiers' morale was generally low, especially the enemy's mage team was deeply fearful, and the confidence in victory had been shaken.

All morning, Gutsien had been organizing a meeting of the officers, but the discussion came and went, and no one could come up with a more effective method except for a hard attack, which made Gutsian also become a little frustrated, could it be that a small city of Baden really stopped the entire Holy See's army?

Gutsian asked around, and all the generals felt helpless about the current situation, in fact, everyone knew in their hearts that the most important thing at the moment was to improve morale, and the best way to improve morale was to win a big victory. However, Higg's army was still holding on, and it was almost as difficult to achieve a great victory as it was to storm Baden. Now the only reliable way is to wait for reinforcements, hoping that the Pope will receive the message for help and be able to send reinforcements as soon as possible.

While a group of people were sitting in the tent at a loss, one of the guards suddenly reported that a stranger from outside the tent who called himself Heywood wanted to see Gutsian.

When the generals in the camp were wondering how a stranger could suddenly appear outside the big tent of the Chinese army, Gutesian had already shown a look of ecstasy, stood up from the main seat and walked out.

But before Gutesian could take two steps, the tent door opened without wind, and a middle-aged man with a solemn face and a pale complexion had already appeared in the room, and at this moment, no one, including the Great Swordsman-level figures present, could see how this man had entered.

Gutsian saw the middle-aged man, his face was respectful, he took a few steps, and knelt down on one knee in front of the middle-aged man.

"Apprentice meets the master!"

At this time, if there were still people in the camp who did not understand the identity of the person who came, they must be fools, so after a sound of armor rubbing, all the people fell down on one knee, touched their chests with their left hands, and said in the most respectful tone:

"See Paladin-sama!"

Facing a group of top swordsmen in the continent kneeling down, the middle-aged man seemed to have long been commonplace, his eyes calmly scanned everyone, and an invisible coercion permeated the audience.

Reinforcements finally came, although there were not many, but the one with strength was enough.

After a morning of recuperation, after lunch, the Holy See army regrouped and resumed its offensive against Baden. However, compared to yesterday, this round of offensive is far from the number of troops invested and the morale of the soldiers, except that the ranged units still maintain enough pressure on the city heads, and the investment of the melee troops has been significantly reduced.

In one afternoon, the walls went through three rounds of attacks, the first two rounds of infantry under the cover of ranged troops, they were able to rush up the walls for hand-to-hand combat, and the last round was repulsed without even reaching the walls, and the morale of the entire Holy See army was reduced to the point of near collapse.

Seeing that the city was no longer the calm and orderly retreat lineup of the previous two days, but the enemy army fleeing in a hurry, as the commander-in-chief of the defenders, the corners of Grace's mouth finally showed a smug smile. It seems that the sneak attack he skillfully arranged last night was even more successful than expected, and the enemy has already suffered a heavy blow in morale, and in this case, if the enemy army does not have strong backup, then it seems that there is only one way to retreat. Judging from the news that the giant dragon Userondia has reconnoitred this morning, there are no large-scale reinforcements from the enemy except for the logistics team on the official road from Baden City to Ibu City, so it is not surprising that the reserves he arranged before will soon come in handy.

In the early hours of the next morning, before dawn, the guards woke Glacius, and a scout came to report that the Holy See army was already in camp and preparing to retreat.

After listening to the scout's report, Glacys was overjoyed, on the one hand, he ordered all the cavalry in the city to quickly assemble and prepare to attack, and on the other hand, he rode the dragon to the enemy camp outside the city to observe the situation, but when he was close to the enemy camp, several griffon knights immediately rose into the air to stop Gracis, and the great swordsman on the griffin used the longbow in his hand to lock Userondia firmly. Gracius did not choose to charge hard, he just observed the movement of the enemy camp from a distance by the glimmer of the morning light, at present, the baggage troops and auxiliary units in the Holy See army have been raised, the other armies are in the process of getting dressed, only the heavy cavalry and light cavalry are still on alert.

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