Chapter Seventy-Nine: First Strike
The defense area of the existing camp includes the Fengling Palace, and many of the nearby courtyards are the mansions of high-ranking officials in the city, and there are a considerable number of warriors as guardians, and there are not many witches who can successfully come here.
So, the Presence Battalion didn't quickly become a mess like the rest of the city.
The unimaginably fierce battle situation shows that a large number of witches have rushed into the city, no, this scale is no longer a squad, but a formed army.
Most of the sorcerers in the squad engaged in sabotage and arson, at most stabbing the rear generals, causing some chaos in the defending city, but that's all. A formed army is a violent machine of absolute terror, which can raze everything to the ground wherever it passes, leaving no man or animal behind, and not a single tile remaining......
"All the people in the Raider Monk Battalion are dead?" The beast god scolded in a low voice: "Why did you leak so much in, it would be terrible if you gathered into an army." ā
Shook his head vigorously and indifferently.
Jingle Bell ......
The bell was not crisp, it was sharp and piercing, and it rang rapidly. This kind of alarm bell is only enjoyed by a certain level of officials or nobles in the city, once the bell rings, it means that it is difficult to resist a serious attack, and the nearby sergeants will immediately go to reinforcements.
More than ten teams of sergeants who were sitting on the ground on the street immediately woke up, and all of them got up at once, and nearly 100 people pressed a large area in black, which was very imposing.
A general shouted loudly, and immediately called out three teams of sergeants, each with a weapon, and ran wildly in the direction from which the bell came.
The sergeants were all wearing light armor, lined up in formation and marched neatly, but more than 20 people, once they ran, they ran out of the momentum of thousands of troops.
Forcefully kept an eye on the general's order, and almost at the same time ordered: "Animal God, you bring two people to follow." ā
The beast god agreed, grabbed the wooden pole with both hands and slid directly to the bottom of the tower, casually ordered the two existential battalion dead soldiers, and followed the three teams of sergeants in front.
Whether it is these sergeants or the people in the battalion, they are all ordered to carry out the order, and everything is in order. Obviously, there is a strict system in the army, there is no need for too much red tape, and everyone knows what to do in any situation.
The white pigeon stabbed Zhao Feichen under the ribs with his finger, and said with a smile: "What are you afraid of, stretch your neck and watch carefully, learn more now, maybe you can save your life in the future." ā
He didn't care much about Zhao Feichen, but when he saw that he was vaguely taking care of this kid with the animal god, he also used his heart.
As the battle spread to the vicinity, occasional whizzing rocks and blown bricks flew over, some slamming into the wooden towers and injuring others. Zhao Feichen had already shrunk his head under the wooden fence, for fear that a brick would fly somewhere and shoot him in the head.
When the white dove saw that he was so cowardly, he poked his head out with his hand, and laughed incessantly, but he did not really blame him. Whoever encounters this situation for the first time, fear is inevitable, they all have this experience, no one is much better than the other, as long as they fight a few battles, this fear will naturally subside.
Zhao Feichen is not as strong as others, so he has to scold his mother in his heart, and he can't help but comfort himself that this world is just a virtual game, and no one can die......
The courtyard where the attack was taken was not far away, and the three teams of sergeants rushed to the outer wall in a moment.
Fengling City is a military city, the layout is like a chessboard, and the road is straight and horizontal, so that the troops can quickly reach any corner of the city. Each courtyard is a separate urn city, and its structure is generally the same as that of a military camp. Most of the high-ranking officials and dignitaries can occupy a single courtyard, while ordinary people live in multiple households.
Countless urns eventually formed this vast fortress of war, forming countless millstones that could crush any enemy that invaded the city into flesh and blood.
It's also to blame this family's bad luck, the heavy weapons attacking the city will inevitably miss, just breaking down a section of the courtyard wall. Attacking such a courtyard is naturally easier than attacking an intact urn city, and this courtyard knows at a glance that the owner is either rich or expensive, and immediately a few teams of witches gather like bees smelling flowers.
The people of Fengling River are fierce, extremely martial, and those who have not fought a few tough battles with the witches do not want to gain a foothold in Fengling City, let alone become high-ranking officials and dignitaries, and most of their guards are soldiers who have followed their masters for many years, and they are not afraid of the attack of witches at all.
However, after all, they lacked the high-level combat power of cultivators, and it was difficult to stop the hordes of shamans from rushing through the breach in the wall, so they sounded the alarm.
When the three teams arrived, they immediately attacked from the rear of the witches, and fought back and forth with the soldiers who were defending the courtyard.
A team of sergeants was quickly killed before, which made Zhao Feichen underestimate the ability of these Fengling soldiers, and now he realized that he was very wrong. If it weren't for a sneak attack, a squad of sergeants would never have died silently, and their fierceness was tingling.
The formation is five before and three behind, the three people in front of them hold a heavy shield with thorns, one goes up to the top of the indomitable, the other two hold a sword and shield to protect the left and right, and the two people in the rear carry a spear and a spear, and they can't help but collect thorns through the gap between the shield and the shield, and the last person seems to be the captain, waving the spear and not stopping to command, occasionally seeing the opportunity to throw a spear.
The three teams of sergeants were sandwiched in the left, center, and right, attacking in front, and the three animal gods were in the rear, and in the blink of an eye, seventeen or eighteen witches were killed, and only a few warriors on the Terran side were slightly injured.
The sorcerers inside and outside the wall were forced to huddle together, unable to use them at all, unable to deal with the front and back attacks, so they had to activate the flying machine behind them and scatter in the air.
The white pigeon was shocked, and said to Zhao Feichen: "Look at it." ā
As soon as he finished speaking, a spear flew from inside and outside the wall, sending out a heavy wind whistle.
Of course, these spears are far less accurate than the flying swords of the animal gods, and for the sorcerers with strong bodies, the power is not great, it is difficult to kill, only a large number, there are always unlucky people who can't dodge, fall from the sky, and then be quickly divided by a group of soldiers who stretch their necks and other military merits.
There were still most of the witches who escaped, and there were dozens of them, and the three animal gods did not dare to chase and kill.
The white dove sighed: "It's a shame that Wu Man was frightened and didn't fly out to make a counter-encirclement, otherwise the animal gods may not be able to stop them." ā
Zhao Feichen thought for a while and asked, "These witches...... Why didn't Wu Man attack from the wall just now? They will fly, why are they so stupid that they have to rush to a small mouth? ā
The white dove slapped him on the head: "Which side are you kid?" ā
Zhao Feichen hugged his head and muttered, "I'm just curious!" ā
The white dove smiled and said, "You will naturally know in the future." ā
Zhao Feichen was unhappy that he was selling off, and turned his head to ignore people.
He said softly: "If the witch doesn't cultivate the Great Dao, he can't use any magic weapon a few times, just like an arrow, he must replenish it when he runs out." They flew over the Heavenly Punishment Gorge, consumed a lot of magic weapons, and they were confident that they were strong and strong, and they were not afraid of hard fighting, so they would not fly around unless necessary, otherwise they would not want to go back. ā
Zhao Feichen was stunned.
Force's expression suddenly froze: "White pigeon, you stinky mouth, they have an ambush and have begun to surround them." They...... How could they gather so many people? Is the Jumping Army really dead? ā
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