Cha Taifei was having fun, and the angel on the opposite side was very annoyed.

The griffin couldn't capture the opponent's catapult position for a long time, and the angel's patience was wearing out little by little, and a battle that could be won almost without fighting was so stuck!

These bug-like people, seeing that his army would not surrender, actually dared to resist desperately.

The angel's hand was raised, "All the sacrificial preparations, boom, boom, boom, boom." ”

The angel was just about to tell the priest to launch a light bomb to bombard the people on the city wall, when the sound of the siege catapult disintegrating came from behind him.

The first sound, the angel didn't care, there were stones thrown by the other party in the sky from time to time, and accidentally hitting one was nothing, and it didn't matter.

But then three times in a row, the angel lowered his hand. Due to the attack of the griffins, the frequency of the enemy's catapults was greatly reduced, and there were no other opponent's stones flying over just now, how could it be possible for three in a row to disintegrate?

The angel did not look backwards, but looked directly to the opposite side, trying to find out the source of the attack. There are no boulders thrown by catapults, only magic that may be, and magic, all have flight paths.

There was no flight trail in the air, but seven successive roars rang out behind him again. The angel slowly turned his head.

The ballista was cut and disintegrated by something, and as the cut surface extended over, the angel looked at Cha Taifei's side, his teeth clenched, and his hand stretched forward, "Bombard the blue goblin." ”

"Yes," the sixteen priests behind him, who had just been prepared, ran forward, protecting the sacrificial swordsmen, holding their shields and moving forward together.

At a distance of fifty or sixty meters, the priest who was hiding behind the swordsman threw the light bullets gathered in his hands towards Cha Taifei.

Cha Taifei is looking at this. Of the other party's twenty siege vehicles, there are only five blocked by angels, and if you want to get rid of these five, you must lure the angels away, but for this birdman, Cha Taifei is still a little frightened, and he doesn't dare to attack easily, for fear of attracting hatred. It's not good, and the last time I killed the dragon was a trick.

After two looks, the angel didn't move, but the robed guys and the swordsmen did move and began to run forward. Cha Taifei shouted, "Ready, ready." "These sacrifices can cast magic, Cha Taifei is more careful.

Sophia also saw the sacrifice running forward, and knew that the sacrifice might be about to start bombarding, and also shouted loudly, "Ready, ready." "As soon as the priest runs into a fifty-meter shooting range, Sophia will give the order to attack.

The light bullet of the sacrifice has an explosive effect, and Sophia does not dare to let the sacrifice run too close.

The priest ran to the edge of the range and stopped, and Sophia shouted again, "Ready, ready," and when the priest attacked, Sophia would tell everyone to dodge.

The priest didn't throw a glossy bullet at her, and Sophia breathed a sigh of relief. Let's see how the magical Cha Taifei copes, but I saw Cha Taifei pointing forward, "Throw." A group of blue goblins all ran to the edge of the city wall and threw iron balls at the sacrifice.

The effect of the explosion of the light bullet can kill and injure people within three or five meters, and those blue goblins can't stop the power of the light bullet at all. The effect of such a dense light bullet all exploding, and it was still before the blue goblins all climbed to the edge of the city wall, Sophia didn't dare to imagine it, and shouted in horror at Cha Taifei. "Get out of the way!" Sophia had almost seen the blue elf die.

"Boom, boom, boom" There were successive explosions in the air, but the sound was a bit far away. Sophia slowly opened her eyes, and did not see the scene of the blue elves' deaths and injuries, her eyes looked towards the front of the city wall, and the priests and swordsmen were fleeing backwards, leaving a row of corpses beheaded in their places.

"Oh, oh, oh." The blue elves cheered, and the entire city wall cheered.

Level 4, that's all. I thought it was a big deal. Zha Taifei shook his hand and several magic arrows, chased after the fleeing priests and swordsmen, and cut a batch of them again.

"Wang, Wang, bombard the blue goblin for me." The angel shouted frantically.

Some griffons in the sky abandoned the catapult and pounced on the blue elves.

"Chicken quack," the catapult and ballista behind him came with the sound of winding, and then with a "jump" sound, three thick crossbow arrows, and two boulders flew towards Cha Taifei's side. The angel was satisfied.

"Quick, get out of the way, get out of the way," Cha Taifei shouted when he saw it. The Blue Enchantress hula-la ran backwards.

With a bang, Zha Taifei saw that five or six blue goblins around him were hit by boulders, and they fell far off the city wall, leaving a trail of flesh and blood on the spot.

Two griffons overhead pounced on him, and here Enima pounced on him with men.

Ah, bastard, Cha Taifei roared, shook a few magic arrows, and several griffins were directly cut open by magic arrows.

Enima swung her greatsword and swept away, slashing off the head of a griffin.

Several other griffons were wounded and flapped their wings into the sky to flee, but Enima caught up.

Ignoring the rain of blood falling above his head, Cha Tai flew to the city wall and threw a few magic arrows at the angel and the siege machines.

Feeling that there was danger coming, the angel blocked the big sword seven or eight meters long in his hand, and with a bang, the big sword in his hand almost came out of his hand, and the angel flew up in horror.

Looking back at the siege equipment that had been completely destroyed, the angel looked at Zha Taifei and shouted, "All attack!" "Spread your wings and rush in.

The knight, who had been standing still, urged his mount and began to run, charging towards the wall.

The swordsman guarded the remaining eight or nine sacrifices and faced forward again.