Franco led a company of 1,500 men to brave the enemy's guns, and there were only about a hundred soldiers in the tower of China facing this direction, and among those people there were about sixty or seventy people with guns, and there were seven or eight small cannons firing shells at his side at a very fast speed. But it was such a small person, but at a distance of less than two hundred meters, he caused serious damage to his team.

The elite warriors of the clan behind him could not resist these bullets as long as their bloodline was slightly weak, and if it was a cannonball, even those high-level bloodline warriors could not resist with their bodies.

And those beast warriors who look strong are not much stronger than ordinary people if they are hit by bullets, and they will basically lose their combat effectiveness if they are hit by one or two shots. In the vicinity of the shell landing point, it is difficult to escape, and it is often killed directly.

Although some mages opened their shields, the range was limited after all, and people continued to fall from bullets.

Franko's own shoulder armor was gone, and his breastplate was shattered, revealing a palm-sized stain of blood on his shoulder, the result of a cannonball he had taken for her in order to save a family junior. Although it was only a few minor injuries to him that did not affect the battle, it was terrifying enough for a group of weak people to be able to inflict damage on a bloodline master like him with the help of weapons.

They rushed to a place only a hundred meters away from the army of the Chinese Tower, and suddenly a golden light erupted in front of them, which was a little more brilliant than the brilliance of his bright lion, giving him a feeling of palpitations.

"Get out of the way!" Franko roared, feeling the terrifying energy in the light. If this light is allowed to hit and the energy in it explodes here, then the elite of their family will definitely suffer heavy losses.

At that moment of light, Franco's arms were in front of his eyes, and the power of light in his veins boiled out. A glittering barrier was formed around him. Just as Franko had set up his defenses, the light finally came closer, and in a trance, Franko saw that it turned out to be a shining warhammer.

The moment the warhammer intersected with the barrier, with a loud bang, the warhammer erupted into a devastating tide of energy, and the furious magic mixed with smoke and dust swept the ground around Franko, and Franko himself and dozens of warriors around him were swept away.

When the light and smoke dispersed, a large crater was left on the ground, and Franco was pushed away by the explosion for more than twenty meters, and the person was also knocked to the ground, he did not receive fatal injuries because of the barrier, but the armor on his arms had been shattered, and the two thick arms were bent in a strange posture, obviously with many fractures, and the skin on his arms was as if it had been cut by countless blades, and there was not even a piece of finished skin left, and there was blood everywhere. Rather, in his family's troops, except for a few who were close to him who were protected by the barricade and suffered some injuries of varying severity, those who were not included in the barricade suffered the full impact of the explosion. The few people closest to the barrier were wiped out by this blow, a few people farther away were directly killed by the explosion, and many people in the distance were sent out, most of them broke their tendons and lost their combat effectiveness.

The explosion far exceeded the mortar shells that had just fallen, both in terms of momentum and power. The power of this blow not only defeated half of the elite of the family led by Franco, but also knocked down more than two hundred beast warriors behind the advancing impact.

Seeing that the main general and his family master team were knocked to the ground, the beast soldiers behind immediately became chaotic, it was already extremely difficult to advance against artillery fire, if it weren't for these masters at the front, those beast soldiers would have collapsed a long time ago, but the blows they suffered along the way have forced them to the brink of collapse, and this amazing blow completely broke the nerves of many people, who knows if there will be another blow like this next?

I don't know who shouted: "Run!"

The entire beast wing was like a flock of disturbed sparrows, scattering and running away.

The Commander of the Beast Wing yelled, "Stop them, damn bastards! I'm going to ...... them."

But it just so happened that a cannonball fell from the sky and landed in his place, raising a cloud of smoke and cutting off his words. As soon as the commander died, even the junior officers who were still gathering the ranks gave up and simply joined the ranks of the escape. The Beast Wing was completely dissolved.

The warhammer that caused the explosion lost its golden light, and with the power of the explosion, it flew backwards. In front of the left flank that fell towards the Tower of China, a tired figure took two steps forward and reached out to catch it, it was the high-ranking battle angel Anar.

Anal fell to her knees on one knee with her left arm resting on her left knee, panting for air. She was covered in sweat, and the light wings behind her seemed to be flickering, and she blessed herself with several strength and endurance spells with the blow just now, raising her body functions to the limit, and then adding various damage increasing spells on top of the war hammer, and finally almost drained her fighting energy, so that she had such momentum and power. But it was also such a blow that became the last iron ingot that crushed the left flank of the Imperials. Anar looked at the scattered enemy troops, and a smug smile appeared on her tired face.

Franco endured the sharp pain in his hands, and struggled to get up from the ground, from the head-on confrontation just now, he really felt the strength of the other party, it was an overwhelming advantage, he didn't know how the other party made such a blow, but he knew that he couldn't do it. Although the people who can become masters are people with strong wills and tenacities, in the face of such an enemy, he can't help but feel cowardice in his heart.

"Uncle, yes, that guy did it, right?" His niece, also a high-ranking bloodline warrior, had just survived his barrier. She asked, pointing to the toned figure with bare wings floating behind her in the camp of the Tower of China.

Franko sighed, "It's actually an angel of war...... , this is the power of the dual cultivation of demons and martial arts. That warhammer is a real artifact, that's why it has such power. ”

"So what do we do?"

Frank glanced at his broken arm and said, "My arm can't continue to fight, and there are still so many people in the family who have fallen." Even in the face of the Emperor, we have already fulfilled the obligations of a nobleman, what else is there to say? Retreat!"

With that, he did not hesitate to retreat with the remaining family elites around him.

Anal looked at the retreating Franco from afar, and snorted coldly, "Heh, Bloodline Master? ”