Chapter 434: The Demon Who Doesn't Fight Soy Sauce
With the adjutant general to meet the attack, the chief preacher no longer cared about this matter, and continued to concentrate on shouting and demoralizing Mustafa's subordinates. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info
The morale of the soldiers in his Xingyue Sect was indeed a big blow, and wherever the chief lecturer held Xingyue Menstruation, the Mustafa troops were shaken and began to retreat.
Several places retreated together, and the whole front, of course, became more and more unstable and wavering.
It was only because the battlefield was not in the field, but near the docks, that it did not collapse.
However, the preacher had no doubts about the victory, and as time went on, more and more troops loyal to Suleiman had come ashore, even if they had to divide some to extinguish the fire...........
"Your Highness, be careful!"
The chief preacher was also slackened by the good situation, so that it was too late to warn.
Muhammad himself knew to be careful when they shouted, for a giant arc of blades with flames had already made a big hole in him.
“..............”
The chief preacher is indeed extraordinary, as a priest of Zhenguo, he has a strong vitality and a strong will.
In the face of a sudden attack, and he was hit so hard, he didn't even snort, and immediately used the Xingyue Sutra in his hand to fight back.
Although this scripture is not as compulsory as Sultan Xurem's small book, it is also a strange thing.
In the hands of priests who devout believe in the Lord of the Stars and Moon, this scripture can not only be used as a shield, but also has many powers.
The female knight de Vrich struck a blow to the chief preacher who was far above him, and was immediately counterattacked.
An extremely chaotic force poured out of the scriptures, and then poured into her body through the egg knife.
The Hammer of Chaos, this scripture can instantly activate such a high-level divine technique.
But the blow did not have the effect that the lead preacher had hoped for.
As a hunter who targets demons and also uses demon flesh as a means of strengthening, the female knight's body has long been full of chaotic power.
The knight de Vrich drew her knife and slashed him again.
This time, he directly cut off the hand of the chief preacher holding the scripture!
"Ahh
Muhammad finally cried out, but pain was a secondary cause, mainly because he had lost a hand and a book, and he had lost much of his fighting power.
He hurriedly gathered his spirit and wanted to give himself a "medical treatment" directly, although the benefits and serious injuries put great pressure on his nerves, and this situation was a great test of the caster's will.
Comparatively speaking, the priest is much stronger-willed, which is one of the greatest advantages of the priest over the mage.
And the chief preacher Mustafa is all, who is well versed in the doctrine and strong enough to fight this suffering.
However, he endured severe pain and wanted to cast a spell, but found that he was not strong enough after all, and he could not perform "medical treatment".
He must have prepared this sixth-level divine technique, this is a necessary spell every day................
As he scrambles to cast a spell, the knight De Vrich reflexively blocks two of the guards who want to come to the rescue, and successfully chops off one of the hands.
Then he slashed another guard who was rushing too quickly, and he swung his weapon so hard that the ordinary weapon was immediately sliced off with his head after it collided with the egg knife.
The egg knife that spent so much money should of course be so sharp.
But there were not one or two guards and soldiers around, and there were many more who would come to Muhammad's aid.
At least that's what the chief preacher thinks, but in reality, he's still on his own.
Why aren't his men besieging this enemy?!
His combat experience was limited, and it was only after the Ottomans took control of the situation, which allowed him to consolidate and increase his advantage.
This was true of the Battle of Buda, as well as the earlier Battle of Rhodes, and in risky field battles, even the Battle of Mohachi, where the advantage was great, Suleiman was careful not to let him join.
Tactical hand-to-hand combat is his weakest link.
After the lieutenant general went to meet the attack, he was immediately taken care of by Wu Xin's magic focus, and was quickly divided, seeing that he was about to be fiercely besieged, and then the clever general fled with his guards.
The general had not fought a few rounds before he found that his troops were qualitatively inferior to the opposite.
The troops that Wu Xin spent a lot of money to build are still considered strong troops on the southern shore of the Mediterranean, and this general is only a marginal figure of the great prince's power, and he has long been between the status of the descendant and the non-descendant, and this army is also a third-rate army pulled up from his hometown in Palestine.
This gave him a certain degree of independence, so he was able to easily command the troops to defect, and it also left him without the best supplies to face Wu Xin's onslaught.
The skeleton warrior who rushed to the front was scary enough at first glance, and after a few fights with him, he felt a sense of weakness, and then began to think about issues such as "preserving living power" and "waiting for a better time".
In this case, half of it is the effect of the fear aura, and half of it is that the general is a wall grass in the first place.
And after betraying Mustafa, it is even more impossible to gain Suleiman's trust, not to mention being promoted and making a fortune, being able to keep his current position is the limit, and in more cases, he still has to be settled by the queen of the autumn and all kinds of small shoes waiting for him to wear.
It was only because after Suleiman's shot that Mustafa's chances of winning were too small, he chose to defect, and now the situation seems to have changed, of course, he grabbed his basic plate and avoided it first.
If the chief preacher had been an experienced, or at least a qualified general, there would have been plenty of time to observe the dangers of the battle line after he had withdrawn, but this was a real obstacle for the chief preacher.
At the same time as the female knight de Verich "flashed" the raid, Cassano, Delia and Stegrenburg formed an assault arrow, which had already torn through the Ottoman army's front.
"Hold on!"
"Hold on!"
The chief preacher hissed and shouted as he could, and he kept retreating, and he didn't even bother to recapture the precious "Star and Moon Sutra".
Such an act was of course useless, and in a situation of crisis, the soldiers were watching their leaders, and the actions of the chief preacher of course threw the entire front into chaos.
Having routed this part of the Ottoman army, the situation began to favor the Tripoli army.
Although the Ottomans still had a sufficient numerical advantage, it would take time for them to disembark from the ship, and it would take more time to form a battle formation.
Wu Xin observed the situation through his eyes and the heralds, and Kessler's first seat did not repel a part of the Ottoman army commanded by Justice Lutfee, who still had a little more command talent than the chief lecturer who had been reading the scriptures all day.
But the Lord Chancellor, however, was not so opposed to hatred of the infidels, for his fighting spirit was limited and he refused to fight Kessler's head, so that although he was not repulsed, he could not prevent the fire from spreading in Alexandria.
The bigger the fire, the more beneficial it is for Wu Xin, which is not only a far-reaching force to hit this trade center, but also allows Wu Xin to gain divine power.
Wu Xin considered whether he could bless all his troops with a little "fire prevention ability", the number of 3,000 people, even if each person only obtained extremely limited fire resistance, the price was very great.
This matter will have to be discussed with Sazastan and Kessler.
Then he counted the number of his "fireball spells" again, and after confirming that it was enough, he launched an attack towards the altar.
..............
In this battle of Alexandria, Wu Xin gained a lot of divine power, but there was another existence that got a lot at all.
Even before Mystra was raided, when Ibrahim was introduced into the siege, Bulsha was in a good mood because her master was extremely satisfied.
This great conspiracy of the Ottoman Empire has made His Majesty God eat and drink to his heart's content, although it is still much worse than a large-scale blood sacrifice, but now that His Majesty God is a civilized god, those things are not appropriate.
The cost of his investment in Bursa as a constituent has finally come to pass.
However, Bursa was not satisfied, and she was still waiting for the opportunity to give His Majesty God a better reward.
However, despite her efforts to disguise her soy sauce behavior, she still made Sultan Xurem quite wary, after all, she deliberately weakened her feet several times, giving the dangerous Mistra a respite.
"Bultha, be focused, you had a chance to hurt her just now!"
Sultan Shrem has placed an elite wanderer by her side, keeping an eye on her at all times.
"Your Highness, she must have a magic .................. that can bounce off my attacks," Bulsha ran the train with her mouth full, and then she didn't do anything, leaving one of the rangers next to her who wanted to shoot to be washed beyond recognition by Mystra's missile storm.
"You !!" Sultan Xurem was furious, if she hadn't been able to contact the rebel generals in front of her, and she did have some strength, Sultan Xurem would have taken her down on the spot.
"Mother, there seems to be something wrong with that Burtha." Mustafa's long nails were cut open by the long nails of the femme fatale, allowing a few of his subordinates to resist it, and he was using healing potions to recover, "We can break through from her, I still have supporters in Cairo, those Mamluks support me, kill out, there is still a chance." ”
The situation is not in their favor, but Mustafa's cronies are still holding on, relying on rotation to maintain their combat effectiveness.
He himself is a protector of the double compound of priest and warrior, and there is also a warrior core, which can be maintained for the time being, although the warrior is very difficult, but he still barely resists the femme fatale.
Mystra could see that this was a breakout weakness, but she was still unsure if it was a trap for the enemy to lure her.
And she didn't have much confidence in the supporters of Cairo, those Mamluks did help the Copts leave, and provided a lot of supplies, but this time there were so many irrefutable charges on their side, if they didn't provide them, where would they get them?
She is not as optimistic as her son, and the Mamluks, especially that Muhammad Ali Bacheng, are also unreliable.
If he is not reliable, it will be difficult for him to leave Egypt and return to the two rivers where Mustafa has deep roots.
Mistra is dealing with Sultan Xurem and the Demon of Judge, but she worries about her future.
So that she didn't find out about the crisis at the first time, she always thought that the recording demon was opposite her, and she was also working hard, which is very common for Yugros Demon.
In fact, the other party just left a "high-level phantom" in front of her, which is the natural skill of the recording demon.
This Recorder Demon has reason to be proud that his illusion has deceived one of the strongest spellcasters in the world.
"Be careful! He's stealthily closer! By the time Mystra shouted warnings, it was too late.
The real Recorder Demon appeared very close to the core warrior, and then shot out a ray of light filled with negative energy.
Mystra immediately saw that this was a much stronger spell than the "Negative Energy Ray", in which the negative and chaotic forces were much greater, and it was the sixth level magic, "Entropy Ray".
Hit this magic warrior immediately lost his strength, agility, and constitution at the same time.
When the femme fatale flipped its wings and rushed up, his barely raised spear could not stop the other party.
The femme fatale's thick fingers plunged directly into his eyes, and then stirred vigorously before pulling them out.
The femme fatale immediately shoved his fingers with brains, blood, and eyeballs into his mouth and let out a satisfied "tsk" sound. (To be continued.) )