Even Prince Bolton didn't know that this was the first time they had blocked the barbarians' attacks. Perhaps because it was suppressed too badly before, since the attack was launched, the barbarians' attacks have been wave after wave, without stopping for half a minute, and even in all the attacks, the barbarians rushed towards the Holy Light City completely regardless of casualties.

Although the Holy Light City has thousands of magicians in charge, the magic of magicians is limited after all, and after each round of strong magic blows, there will always be a vacuum period, and when the magicians recover their mana, the barbarian charge will become more terrifying.

Across the battlefield, as far as the eye could see, at least more than half a million barbarian armies left the Victory Barrier Fortress, crashing into the defense line of the Holy Light City like a wave.

Before the war began, Kendhuck and Desa had united the 100,000 troops from the Northern Alliance, and even swamp lizard archers and a large number of werewolves who had taken refuge with the undead had arrived here.

Coupled with the fact that the central and southern tribes pulled out all the strong men, the barbarian army gathered an unprecedented army of a whole million. King Kendhaq and the chief minister Desa issued an order not to break through the city of light and not to retreat. It was a war without any breaks, and all the barbarians were like crazy.

In order to boost the morale of the barbarians, and to completely remove the unfavorable shadow of the war for many days, Kentuck issued an order to make the blood of all barbarians boil. As long as you attack the Holy Light City, the first attacker will be promoted to the third level and rewarded with one hundred taels of gold. After entering the territory of the Kingdom of Erathia, it is not forbidden to burn, kill, and loot. And all that is plundered belongs to me.

There will be brave men under the heavy reward, and the barbarian tribes have begun to fight hard in order to obtain a rich reward. Therefore, when they charged, these barbarians became extremely terrifying, and their combat effectiveness was unprecedentedly high.

Prince Bolton stood steadily at the head of the city, his heart unusually calm as he watched the enemies rushing in front of the City of Light.

As early as the barbarians charged, the marshal of Erathia had put life and death aside and swore to defend the city to the death. Like ordinary soldiers, he stood at the head of the city, taking the lead in resisting the enemy's attacks. With his powerful fighting spirit, the corpses around Prince Bolton were piled up into a small mountain, those corpses were half-orcs, big-eared monsters, barbarians, werewolves, ogres, and even the corpses of cyclops, and the heavy sword in his hand no longer knew how many barbarian lives had devoured.

Beside Prince Bolton, the court magician Larry held several magic crystals in his hand to replenish his magic power, and he released instantaneous magic almost non-stop. It was with these two main forces that they were able to resist the attack of the barbarian army, and although they were far outnumbered by the enemy, the northern legions of Erathia withstood the enemy's attack, and they also fought with their own lives. The entire walls of the Holy Light City have been dyed blood red.

At this time, the corpses were already piled up, and the barbarians no longer needed a ladder to step on the corpses of their clansmen and attack the city.

"Your Highness, let's go. More than 100,000 of our fighters have died, and countless more have been wounded. If it continues like this, I'm afraid it will be unbearable. As long as you are still there, our Northern Legion will rise one day. ”

The court magician Larry and Prince Bolton have known each other for more than fifty years, and it can be said that they are all too familiar with each other. At this moment. Larry, the court magician, could clearly feel that his mana was passing rapidly, and he knew that if it continued like this, it would be a matter of time before the Holy Light City was breached.

Having gathered all the armies they could muster, the barbarians attacked today with unprecedented strength. They didn't care about the losses, but even though the barbarians suffered three times as much damage as their own, the barbarian army still had a million combat power, and the living forces in the Holy Light City were rapidly decreasing.

"Let's go?" Prince Bolton slashed a barbarian who had ascended to the top of the city with a sword, he glanced at the court magician Larry beside him a little strangely, and said lightly: "My Northern Legion only has heroes who died in battle, and there are no commanders who escaped from the battle. Do you want me to endure humiliation and steal my life when the soldiers are desperately resisting? I, Prince Bolton, can't do it, I've been guarding this Holy Light City for most of my life, and being able to die here in battle is the best place for me to be. ”

Prince Bolton's words were categorical and without hesitation. His determined gaze had told Larry, the court magician, that he would not retreat.

"Okay." The court magician Larry roared, and the battle intent in his chest was raised to the limit, and he shouted, "Then our brothers will fight to the death against the barbarians together today!" I'm here to see how much the barbarians will have to pay before we die. ”

The white fighting spirit suddenly bloomed from Prince Bolton's body, and he let out a long roar from the sky, knocking the barbarians who tried to rush up one after another. He sighed secretly in his heart, Zhang Yuan! We don't have much time left, and I hope you can help me hold on to the city of light and keep the barbarians out of its gates. Once these wolf-like barbarians are allowed to enter the territory of the Kingdom of Erathia......

Prince Bolton didn't dare to think about it anymore, and the light in his eyes became more resolute, he could not let the enemy attack his homeland and trample on it.

The energy of the magic froze in the air, and the huge fluctuations of the magic elements seemed to make the entire air burn, and the mages of the Holy Land were completely enraged by the previous heavy blow. They did not hesitate to burn their strongest magic with mana, and a large vortex formed by magical elements hovered in the air, each vortex represented the power of a forbidden spell.

These mages have given up on their defenses, and now they are only going to pour their strongest magic into Sword City, completely destroying the fortress that has caused them great damage.

One high-level mage is not enough to release the forbidden spell, but as long as a hundred mages above the advanced level are gathered together, with the effect of the magic array, they can easily use a wide range of attacks to the forbidden spell.

There were more than 3,100 mages in the Holy Land at this time, and more than 3,000 mages above the senior level launched the strongest magic attack at the same time, that is, a full thirty-one forbidden spells!

The elemental turbulence that appeared between heaven and earth all dissolved in the vast forbidden spells, and even became a part of them.

The Earth Saint Lord Ortuste floated in mid-air, coldly looking at the Sword City army opposite, the remaining forces of the gargoyle were floating in the air, coupled with the strength of the Earth Saint Lord Ortuste himself, it was enough to block all long-range attacks, including the Demon Breaking Crossbow Arrow.

"Boom!" The stone puppets and steel puppets finally rushed to the bottom of the Sword City, and the long-range attack legion at the head of the Sword City kept tilting their long arrows towards the city, but for these hard puppets, this kind of Cheng Dù's attack could not have any effect on them at all.

The stone puppets and steel puppets slammed into the gate of Sword City with an indomitable impact and their own huge gravity, and with a loud bang, the metal gate that was dozens of meters high and several meters thick was trembling violently.

A magical lightning bolt suddenly struck, and the god monster lord Kenreila and a group of gods and monsters jointly launched a magic lightning bolt and bombarded down in the direction of Sword City.

Powerful magical attack power, steel chips mixed with wood chips inside, and suddenly there was a deep groove on the gate that reached a depth of two meters and a depth of five meters.

The other eight-armed snake demons also waved their swords, although their attack power was much worse than the magic attacks of the god monster lord Kenreira and his god monster army, but don't forget that this is an eight-armed snake demon army composed of thousands of eight-armed snake demons, all of them desperately attacking the gate with their strong flesh and fighting spirit.

For a while, the gate of Sword City, which had lost its magical protection, sounded with a violent roar almost continuously, no matter how strong the gate was, in this case, it was still being destroyed rapidly.

The strength of the Holy Land really began to unfold from this moment. As the commander, the Earth Saint Lord Ortust knew very well that as long as the magicians' magic began to work, then Sword City would not have any chance.