"Boom ......" a violent explosion suddenly sounded, and the smoke rose and sand and gravel splashed everywhere.

Alec leaned weakly against the city wall, his red and black scales already stenching with blood, and he had been fighting for hours on end, and his muscles were aching all over his body.

Despite the deafening sound of the bombardment of the magic cannon carriage in his ears from time to time, he still began to feel drowsy, and all the sounds of fighting, screams, and explosions seemed to be automatically filtered out.

In the haze, he seemed to have returned to his former hometown, in the vast plain full of flowers and plants, the aromatic smell was so fresh, and when he turned his head, his mother's gentle smiling face was in front of him, and in the distance, his father on a tall horse was waving to him......

"Attention, the third team is over the break, hurry up and assemble!" A hoarse roar seemed to come from the sky, but it was the push and shove of his comrades that really woke Alec.

When he came back to his senses, he tiredly picked up the wooden sledgehammer he threw at his feet, the original black hammer head was already sticky with various colors, and it always emitted a foul smell.

A group of veterans who survived the battlefield were hurriedly assembled under the command of the captain, and then led to run up to the city, rushing to those tireless monsters who were not afraid of life and death, there was no gorgeous and passionate mobilization speech, and there was no inspiring battle cry, only an empty and numb choice, kill the monster, or be killed by the monster!

Holding the handle of the hammer with both hands, Alec suddenly flashed a thought curiously, what is the name of the captain just now?

His eyes stayed on the back of the commander who was the leader, and he searched for a long time in confusion and couldn't find the other party's name, this is already their sixth captain, and maybe there will be a seventh soon.

The strong wind blows, he subconsciously strikes out with a sledgehammer, and a black shadow of "Peng" is smashed open, and the powerful impact force makes him take a few steps back, but the figure is even worse, and he actually fell directly out of the city and fell out of the city.

I hope it's the enemy!

Thinking like this, Alec put aside his cranky thoughts and began to join the battle cautiously, never being a hero is the secret of his survival until now, it seems that the first experience of killing the three-headed demon lizard exhausted his courage, and he was extremely careful for the rest of the time.

Don't take the initiative to find powerful monsters, don't take the initiative to face multiple monsters, and don't take the initiative to rush to the front!

Thanks to these know-how, he has finally survived to this point, and although he has a lot of wounds on his body, at least he is still alive, isn't he?

Seeing the right moment, he struck an arc with a sledgehammer in both hands, blasting the head of a living corpse open on the spot, and he gasped for a few breaths despite the unpleasant smell while taking time to look at the scene outside the city.

Hell, and the lowest hell! Alec, who was illiterate, could only find this as a metaphor.

Dense monsters occupy all the space under the city, at a glance it seems to see a roaring head, and then back, the moat that once rushed has subsided, and the river channel that is tens of meters deep is almost filled with that huge stone giant, it is estimated that in a few days, he and others will have to face this more crazy monster siege, but the premise of worrying is that he is still alive.

Further, the black-pressed array was the same as a few days ago, almost nothing had changed, or he couldn't see any change, those monsters had been standing so quietly for the past few days, let alone camping, and they hadn't even sat down to rest.

"Roar!" A violent roar struck, and a huge shadow swept through the sky, and at the same time, a large area of fire fell, and the soldiers who were unfortunately covered in it screamed in misery.

Dozens of experienced crossbowmen immediately began to shoot at the monsters that burst into the city from different directions, and after a few minutes, the monsters that had wantonly caused a lot of killing finally fell to the ground after being struck by a magical light.

Alec didn't care about the fight behind him, he just picked out the weaker opponent and smashed it down with a sledgehammer.

How long can you live?

This kind of problem was already out of his mind, or rather, not in the minds of all the defenders......

On the fourth floor of the fortress, the haggard Princess Miranda sat in her room, the strongest god of war in the kingdom for a hundred years, but now she hugged her knees a little helplessly, stunned.

The situation is getting worse and worse, seven days have passed, but the offensive of those undead monsters shows no signs of slowing down, and the whole seven days and seven nights of millet fighting have almost exhausted the vitality of the fortress, whether it is the materials defending the city or the energy and will of the soldiers, it is almost to the limit, and if it goes on like this, the time for the city to break is close at hand.

It seems that he still underestimated these monsters, but it is ridiculous that he planned to block the other party with the fortress, but he couldn't hold on for even ten days, and now the fortress is the elite of Calest, if they are really all sacrificed here, what will happen to the kingdom after that, can it still resist the invasion of the enemy?

No, no, the opponent's losses in this battle are also amazing, and since they have cremated all the dead soldiers, the opponent can hardly get any replenishment, maybe the fortress here consumes more strength of the opponent, which can delay the opponent's future actions.

The knock on the door suddenly sounded, and Miranda immediately stood up, reined in all her hesitant expressions, and when the visitor pushed the door open, she saw the heroic and unshakable god of war of the kingdom.

"Your Highness, reinforcements from the Phyllis Kenyon Kingdom have arrived!" The herald's voice was filled with irrepressible joy at this moment, after all, the difficulty of the battle situation is understood by the individual, and in such a moment of near-despair, any hope will be magnified to the limit.

With a slight flickering in her eyes, Princess Miranda nodded slightly, "Are they from the waterway?" How many people? "Now the distant fortress has been surrounded, and only the port adjacent to the Falling Star Sea can still enter and exit.

"Twelve ships, about three hundred people, led by the Song of Thunder, they brought the Redemption Squad and a large number of Holy Light Crystals."

These words finally made Princess Miranda moved, the redemption team of only one hundred and fifty people can be described as famous, they are the only team in the continent composed of all paladins above the third level, and their combat effectiveness is afraid that it will not be less than a legion of five thousand people.

And the Song of Thunder is one of the three major paladins of Phyllis Kenyan, and his strength is almost close to level nine, it seems that the other party's reinforcements this time are indeed full of sincerity.

Thinking of this, she hurriedly stepped out, ready to receive the other party and express her gratitude, "Where are they now?" ”

"Lord Song of Thunder insists on joining the battle immediately, and we can't stop ......"

A moment later, Miranda stood on the platform, clearly seeing a group of knights in dazzling white armor rampaging through the city, and as the holy light flickered, the ferocious and deformed monsters fell like ice and snow melting.

One of the most eye-catching is the female knight who rushed to the front, as if there was an invisible force around her, as long as she was close, the living could be energetic, and the dead would naturally collapse!