Mu Qingyang and the others were still crowded outside the city with a large group of caravans. Pen fun and pavilion www.biquge.info

"Why didn't they let us in?" Mu Qingyang asked, "It would be bad if the battle in front of us was affected. ”

The boss lay on the carpet of the grass, stared blankly at the sky and replied, "It's all big caravans inside." They're always the first to be protected. A small caravan like ours can only beg the gods for protection outside. After saying that, he turned over in a dull mood and went to pretend to sleep. He just wanted to escape the reality of all the calamities.

Mu Qingyang looked at the crowded caravans around him and found that they were indeed small and medium-sized caravans. Their eyes can be either anxious or helpless, numb or angry. But without exception, all the mercenaries were preparing for the war.

The same goes for the mercenary leader here. He was ordering his men to put on the armor they could, sharpen their weapons, and stretch their muscles for battle. Even the mage was cleaning up his spell equipment, and he had taken something strange-smelling from his pocket and was preparing some kind of magic.

Mu Qingyang leaned over and asked the mercenary leader: "The army of the two lords is fighting, will they rob us with their hands?" ”

The leader of the mercenaries was still polite to this "mage": "Of course, this kind of thing happens often. You've encountered quite a few of them before. Please prepare a few more healing spells this time, because the casualties will be relatively large when fighting with the regular army. Oh, and by the way, you'll want to heal our wounded first. The other teams have their own mages and samurai, so let's save our own lives first. ”

Mu Qingyang nodded, for these unprotected merchants, no matter whether they encounter a victorious or a defeated soldier, the result is the same. He suddenly remembered something and asked, "Then why don't we all unite to defend against the attackers?" Scattered battles like this will be broken by each one. ”

"It's hard." The leader of the mercenaries sighed with emotion: "Everyone understands this, but if you really want to fight together, someone must take the lead and be cannon fodder." That mercenary is willing to go? And who is responsible for the cost of compensation after death? The mercenary's original boss is not responsible. These small and medium-sized bosses are all careful masters, and others have to fight for half a day for more than one copper plate, not to mention that this matter is a matter of life and death, and the cost is amazing? You see, where are the extremely important things such as life and money that can be coordinated and satisfied for a while? It takes ten days and a half for the big powers to coordinate with each other, not to mention these small caravans that are used to being scattered? ”

He pointed around again and said, "You see, the team here is so mixed, the small team is afraid that they will be sold again, and the big team is not convinced by each other, and everyone wants to be the leader." Some of them are still competitors, and I wish they were finished sooner. If they can join forces, then the little devil can dominate the world. Even if there was a miracle, everyone agreed to unite. These mercenaries have different weapons, different training statuses, and different mentalities, so how can they be deployed and fought like real troops? As long as the pressure is high, it will still collapse. ”

He smiled again and said, "So, I know it's a dead end, but everyone has to go on." It just depends on who will survive to the end. We have experienced this kind of thing a lot, no matter what others do, it is the smartest to save our own lives. But then again, maybe those armies won't come and loot. Who can say for sure? It can only be seen if the gods will bless us. ”

The two of them chatted a few more words, and suddenly heard an excited voice in the distance: "Fight!" They fought! ”

Mu Qingyang suddenly wanted to see how the war in this world was going, so he used the flying talisman to fly towards the battle point in the distance.

Behind him, several of the caravan's mages hesitated for a moment, and followed with flying spells.

Go far away and join in the fun.

Wen Luo rode on the back of the Chimera and shouted excitedly, "It's a fight!" It's a confrontation! The vanguard had already collided together. It's strange, why don't the dwarves use the magic tools they bought before the confrontation? So far, I haven't seen any mage troops from either side appear. ”

"That's because human life isn't as valuable as those spell tools." Luo Luo said patiently: "Haven't you heard? These poor ravines all say: To have a child is to add a little more bran to the bread. That thing can't even buy a powerful long-range exploding fireball scroll even if you pile twenty carts. Naturally, the enemy will first use human lives to consume the opponent's living force, and then use mage troops to bombard the enemy intensively from the air. But this time it's a big scene, and the dwarven mage troops have brought a lot of inferior spell tools. I don't know what this meeting is going to be. I'm going to have another batch of mages dead. Speaking of this, the tone was even emotional and unbearable. Probably because he is also a mage, he can't help but feel sad that some rabbits and foxes have died.

"Whatever." Wen Luo was still staring at the battle situation below excitedly: "Look, look." It's quite disciplined. Each squad is dispatched quickly and cooperates well with each other. Alas! I used to think that these dwarves were fighting in groups. ”

Luo Luo smiled: "How is that possible? These dwarves often fight against the vulgar wolves and thieves. They have few mages and mage equipment, so they will naturally develop strong melee abilities. It is said that in times of crisis, all the people can be soldiers. Otherwise, he would have been captured as a slave and a magical experiment. ”

Wen Luo sneered, "What's the use of being strong in melee combat? A group of mage flying troops, use the Increasing Distance spell to clean them up casually! If you run into a great magician, you will be blown to slag if you don't even see your face. ”

At this time, Mu Qingyang was carefully observing his body.

It was the first time he had used a flying charm. When the nature of his body changed, his demonic power faintly automatically sensed each other with the demonic power here! What's even better is that this natural mutual induction even triggered the change of the original god, prompting the demonic power in the body to slowly operate! It's like a natural teacher who is teaching how to mobilize the power of the body through the student's original spirit.

Mu Qingyang was extremely happy in his heart, and with a little force, the changing blue cloud suddenly slashed out a purple-red thunderbolt, shattering a rock as big as a horse on the ground with a "bang".

He laughed in his heart, slowly sensing the power of heaven and earth. Slowly fly towards the battlefield with a murderous sound.

A large open plain appeared in front of him, and when he looked down from the sky, the dwarves were like ants gathered together, gathering in several black groups to fight. The dwarves just didn't use large battle formations. Neither the large assault phalanx nor the combined phalanx of various arms are not. All the soldiers fought in twenty or thirty groups of twenty or thirty into a battle group, which became either round or square or long as needed. If you look closely, each combat group has a complete configuration of troops, with crossbowmen in the distance, spearmen or halberders in the distance, and sword and shield soldiers in the close. Some teams also constantly exude a magical aura, as if the mercenary boss is casting spells to support his teammates. What's even more interesting is that although these groups are small in number, each group cooperates well with each other, and the divisions and mergers are very fast, as if they can communicate with each other.

Each small fighting group is like a tenacious ant, mixing with the enemy and fighting each other. Bright red corpses were scattered all over the ground.

Wen Luo shouted in surprise: "Look! Mage troops on both sides flew out! The show is about to begin. Hahaha, I really want to know what the dwarf's expression was after they ran into each other, hahahaha"

Luo Luo looked down and took a closer look, and sure enough, he saw more than two hundred mages gathered in a group and flew out from the rear of the Black Dragon Castle military formation, flying violently towards the battle area in front of him. Luo Luo stretched his neck to take a look, only to see that the mages of the Black Dragon Castle were floating a little after the melee between the two armies, and they all took out magic wands and scrolls and began to cast spells a little slowly. Bursts of colorful spell light flickered from there, and bursting fireballs and serial lightning flashed out like a torrential rain, drawing a long arc and falling straight to the enemy position in the distance. Bursts of ice storms also suddenly rose from the enemy positions, making a violent whistling sound.

This is where the other advantage of small battle groups comes in: they are able to quickly avoid the amazing fireballs and ice storms due to their wide spread among themselves. These powerful spells bombarded the uninhabited clearing, shaking up two or three stories of terrifying dust. If it had been replaced by a large battle formation, they would have been bombarded to the ground in patches like wheat that had been cut down.

The effect of the chain lightning is much better, and it can sweep down several people in a combat group with a single shot. So those junior mages hurriedly switched to the chain lightning scroll. After a burst of singing, lightning bolts formed a gorgeous electric storm waterfall and leaped into the enemy's troops.

The dazzling electric light burst like a chaotic tide, crisscrossing and hurting people in all directions. Screams and moans rang out in waves.

Heavenly Wen Luo shouted, "This is gorgeous enough." It's been a long time since I've seen anything like this. It would have been even more spectacular if the wall of fire had been sold to them in the first place. Look! The mage troops of the Dwarven Kingdom have also flown to the front line. Yo, some low-level mages, too. Alas, it's going to be a bombardment again, it's really boring. ”

Rollo took a closer look, and sure enough, he saw that both mage troops had flown near the front line and saw each other.

This time, it was the mages of the Dwarven Kingdom who made the first move.

Clusters of colorful spells burst out like dense colorful smoke, sending out spells of different colors and forms one after another. A series of lightning bolts flew out like a long snake of blazing light, pulling out a bright and dazzling trajectory and flying at distant enemies; The bursting fireballs are like fiery red meteor showers, and the dense flying enemies are even more amazing! There were also a few mages gesturing in a panic, and rounds of strong spell aura appeared. That's the sign of casting an Ice Storm, a ranged area attack spell that's enough to disrupt the spell on mages, and even take out a few bad ones. Suddenly, a few blue light clusters as big as a basin flew out from this group of mages, whistling and bringing out a cold tail of cold air, as if several beautiful comets crashed directly into the group of mages, Wen Luo smiled even happier when he saw this—those were powerful ice balls, which could freeze people into fragile ice sculptures with just one hit! How could those low-level mages be able to resist? This time there was really a good show.

Dense and powerful spells rushed towards the mages of the Black Dragon Castle like a rain of arrows, but unfortunately the two sides were far away, and they could only attack each other with increasing distance spells, and it would take a short time for these spells to reach each other.

It's a pity that their magic items are all inferior goods, so they are unlucky first.

Several ice storms swept up in the area where the dwarves were now, and in the howling sound of the cold wind, large pieces of ice flew like countless bricks on these defenseless mages. The light one's head is bleeding, and the ice blood is splashing with the wind; The severe one suffered a broken bone on the spot, and blood sprayed from the mouth and nose! There's no chance to dodge other spells. When it was too late, those white lightning rushed like hungry pythons, scurrying wildly in the group of mages, crackling and exploding on them, and several old and frail low-level mages didn't snort, and their whole bodies were already scorched and blackened, and they died miserably like charcoal. Then came a dense rain of fireballs, bursting into huge flames the size of farmhouses. bleed the seven orifices of the living person, crying for the father and calling the mother; The effect of burning the dead to the ground and flying the limbs of the dead is so terrifying that even the blood is steamed into bursts of red mist and scattered in the air! Then a few comet-like icy orbs flew down, bursting into a large cloud of cold light in the few remaining living mages. The cold rushed over their thin bodies like a frenzy, and before they could take a breath and escape, the blood in their bodies had turned into red ice cubes, and the air in their lungs had turned to biting frost—they had become large ice sculptures without a sound, floating over the hustle and bustle of the battlefield like strangely shaped ice coffins.

The mage army that the dwarves had put together was wiped out in the first place. But thankfully, they had enough spells ready to be projected before they died, so disaster had now befallen the dwarves again.

The colorful, murderous and terrifying effects were staged again.

A whirling storm of powerful, powerful ice storms smashed the dwarves into headless flies that swayed in the air; The long lightning was like a giant serpent running wildly, and their flesh and blood were scorched and painful, and their heads were dizzy; Bursts of powerful, upgraded fireballs were like terrifyingly powerful fireworks, bursting out one after another, blowing up their skin to ashes; The terrifying Frozen Orb flew like a comet of doom, sending out shocking bursts of cold air among the miserable dwarfs, freezing the remnants of life. The stumps and blood fell to the battlefield like a pinch of rain, and only a few ice sculptures were left floating in the sky, only to wait for the spell to end and then fall to the ground, causing the frost to smash into powder along with the corpse.

"That's bad!" Wen Luo muttered unsatisfactorily: "That's the end?" ”

Rollo sighed again and said, "I hope Charms will end this matter soon, so as not to die the mage again." ”

"I think we'll have to wait at least for the evening." Wen Luo said, "Night is the best time for those jackals to sneak attack. ”

"What?!" The old lord of the dwarves was furious, his face was red, and he almost spurted blood. He picked up the old mage in front of him and shouted, "Our mage troops are all dead?!" ”

"What's going on?! What's going on!? His excited look seemed to be about to have a stroke at any moment: "Didn't we buy a lot of spell equipment?" What are you doing with all those magic wands, those scrolls? Even if it's a random bombardment, you can kill all the enemy's mage troops! What are they doing?! Are they all idiots?! ”

"Did you hear that?" He yelled at the old mage who was kneeling on the ground, "Go and gather all the people who can use spells at once, and get me back all the spell tools that have fallen on the battlefield!" We need to immediately assemble a force of spells to wipe out the enemy! ”

The old mage was stunned for a moment, and said stubbornly: "All the trained mages have already been sacrificed, and the remaining apprentices will only have 0th or 1st order magic, and ~~ and they have not been professionally trained. You know, the spells in those magic wands and scrolls are specially made, and if you force them, most people will be consumed by magical energy! Instead of destroying the enemy, we will lose the last bit of strength of our country. ”

The old lord stood stiff for a long time before panting and said, "Then~~ Then order all the magic soldiers and rangers to come back!" I know they're better than those scrapwood mages! Be strong! ”

"Father, this won't work." The prince beside him boldly said: "Those magic spearheads were hired by us, and the original contract said that they were to lead and coordinate the troops in battle. If they were to temporarily replace the mage, they would have to raise the price again. And now they are all engaged with the enemy on the front line. If they are allowed to return, it is likely to cause chaos and panic at the front. On the contrary, it is not good for our army. As for the Rangers, they also have the important task of monitoring the enemy army, and once they are recalled, they will give the enemy's cavalry an opportunity to take advantage of them. ”

He carefully watched as his father did not speak, and then continued: "Now that we have no mage troops, then there are no enemies either!" So now we're even. The key depends on how the ground war goes. Who can hold up to the end. So I'm going to make it as easy as possible to get our reserves into the battlefield as soon as possible! Only in this way can we gain the initiative on the battlefield as soon as possible. ”

The old lord walked around irritably, the originally good plan was now all disrupted, and if he continued to fight like this, he didn't know how much young labor he would lose? Even if you win, you will lose a lot, but for a crystal mine to make this situation, you can't make it!

But the matter has come to this point, and you can only hold on, otherwise you will lose all your money!

The old lord immediately regained his bearing as a leader, and ordered all the nobles to lead their reserved men into the battle, without mistake.

Although the eyes of those nobles flashed with a hint of reluctance, they still shouted loudly, and they all swore to be loyal to the lord to the end. The old lord didn't have the time to train them to be verbose, so he immediately ordered them to go into battle.

The old lord raised his arms to the sky and said frantically: "This bastard! I was cheated by him! I was deceived by him! Ahh It turned out to be true! (To be continued.) )