Look at the knights sitting on the back of the griffin beside you, most of these people are magicians Fanster, take a closer look, and shout orders at the pit that suddenly fell:

"Now seal this hole with your magic until our pikemen come out, and we will be victorious. ”

Fire magic doesn't have much effect, now the only thing that can achieve this effect is lightning magic, the war magic of more than a dozen magicians did not disappoint, the flickering electric ball fell towards the ground like raindrops, the lightning ball was connected by the electric light silk thread in mid-air, and landed on the hole accurately.

Now the huge crater was a hell of a grid of grids, and many spider warriors who sprang out of it were immediately enveloped in lightning balls and curled up into char.

The generals in the barracks had already seen the battle situation outside, and all the combat soldiers who could be mobilized had already begun to line up and be ready.

The pikemen were at the forefront under the orders of the herald officer, and Prince Fanst, who was riding a griffin, had already fallen back into the barracks, and someone had already prepared a war horse for him, and immediately began to shout loudly after he got on the horse, and the form of the battlefield outside was because of the appearance of the believers of the god of war.

The balance of power has been created, as long as the pikemen go out, they can immediately change the situation, when the door of the barracks is wide open, the soldiers step out of the gate of the barracks, although the arachnid warriors and orcs on the battlefield are far more powerful than the human soldiers around them.

But after all, there are too many human soldiers, and as the number of human soldiers increases, they begin to have more and more advantages, Prince Fanster can already really feel it, but he is also wondering in his heart, why are the 20,000 werewolves here confronting the human army for so long.

It is relying on these bears and the warriors of the Alien Commander that the battle strategy of the Grand Priest of Lyle is that more than a thousand God of War believers use a variety of weapons and the magic of the God of War Temple to form a battle group. Dozens of priests who controlled the illusion beasts fought outside to kill the orcs, although they were brave.

Although there are equally strong warriors, in the face of divine art, sharp weapons, strict battlefield discipline, and almost war machine illusion monsters, the magical beasts are not those orcs can resist, with the God of War believers fighting and rolling on the battlefield. More and more soldiers gathered.

Werewolves and bears became more and more unable to resist the advantages of the battlefield, and they leaned over a little bit, and those spiderized warriors, even if the quality of a single body was amazing, was often pierced by more than a dozen spears after landing, and the soldiers began to calm down again.

Morale is slowly rising, and as long as you understand the situation on the battlefield, everyone can see that victory is in sight. The huge iron rod in the hand of the High Priest of Lyle was wielding it as if it were a windmill. The bears around him couldn't even resist his smashing. The terrain dragon is constantly cleaning up those difficult enemies behind him.

Victory was just around the corner, and there was a sudden rumbling sound in the distance, and the earth began to tremble, and the orcs who were fighting were not afraid of death, and they felt this shock, and suddenly shouted in unison, desperately rushing towards the army in front of them, and the legions of the Drew Empire, which had already begun to fight with the wind, did not expect such a counterattack to suddenly appear, and couldn't help but pause.

It was such a pause that the orcs made an even more unexpected move, parting like a tidal wave. Run in both directions.

The tremors on the ground were getting worse and stronger, and huge amounts of smoke and dust had appeared on the horizon. Approaching the battlefield with an incredible degree, the Grand Priest of Lyle couldn't help but jump on the head of the Earth Walking Dragon, and began to look at the priests of the War God Temple in the distance, and they all had visual bonuses in their viewing.

But he couldn't see what was in the smoke. Obviously, this smoke and dust was shielded from the observation of divine magic, and all of a sudden, the smoke and dust in the distance had disappeared, and almost exactly the same moment appeared in front of the battle array.

It was as if a thunderbolt suddenly sounded in the sky, and a shocking roar came out in the dust, and countless balls of light seemed to be raindrops, smashing towards the soldiers who were standing without any defense, and the flying balls of light were not large, but the density and number were extremely amazing.

The degree of flight even exceeded the lightning, and the surrounding soldiers, even if they were holding large shields, were immediately and mercilessly penetrated, and the priests who drove the illusion monsters were all hiding behind the monsters, waiting for the end of the indiscriminate attack, but the stone statue, which was said to be extremely strong, was also hit by the attack of the storm.

The smoke and dust finally cleared, and the ground was already full of dead and wounded, and the soldiers who rushed to the front and strangled there with the orcs were almost not alive, and they were all lying in a pool of blood, and the ground was already full of minced meat and blood, and the blood was already all over the battlefield.

What's even more thrilling is that the illusion monster that is the core of the battlefield has also been somewhat shattered, and the great priest of Lyle knows that it is impossible to continue to hold on to this battlefield at present, so he jumped onto his illusion beast and shouted at the subordinates around him who had just escaped the attack:

"Retreat after me......"

Suddenly, he stopped shouting, looking at the scene after the smoke in front of him cleared, under the thick smoke and dust was a huge eyeball, and countless tentacles grew on the eyeballs, which were the eye demons in the abyss underground, but he seemed to be hairy, and those tentacles were not the kind of tentacles of **, but completely in the form of plants, and the ones that stretched out in mid-air were not tentacles, but branches, and on the branches, they were all the kind of small hugging balls.

After growing rapidly to the size of a fist, the light began to shoot out, and then it flew out in a hurry, this is the light group that killed most of the fighters just now, and the great priest of Lyle wanted to fight back, but the size of this strange eye demon in front of him was much bigger than the earthly dragon of the illusion demonic beast.

Knowing that it is not and cannot continue to fight there, after reacting from the shock, he still continued to give the order to retreat, and the soldiers around him, except for those who are strong in martial arts, are all a little collapsed, there are enemies in front and behind, and the human beings who have lost the possibility of group combat are the targets of slaughter.