Ballista this kind of thing, even more bulky than ordinary crossbow machine, in order to ensure its lethality, the projectile fired in order to ensure its lethality, the amount of fire oil filled in it is quite large, the crowd under the city wall is quite dense, when the fire oil is blown up, the blazing flame directly spreads around, and immediately there are many soldiers, stained with burning hot fire oil, directly rolling on the ground.

The giant crossbows and archers on the walls opened fire again, and the dense clusters of arrows fell on the path of the Beru, who left some corpses in return and climbed the walls through sandbags, and the two armies were once again in a scuffle.

Planck was holding a scimitar— He prefers such weapons to swords, looking at the thousands of Belu soldiers who rushed up, there was no fluctuation in his heart, he used to be a soldier of the Principality of Hamp, he had participated in too many wars, and the number of enemies seemed to him, nothing more than affecting the length of the fight, and several soldiers beside Planck, their calves and stomachs were trembling, they were soldiers who went to the battlefield for the first time, according to common sense, it was a little unreasonable for such recruits to participate in this cruel siege as soon as they came up, but the strength of Boer City was too small。

Planck wrapped the cutlass firmly around his hand with strips of cloth, so that he could grasp the hilt even if his palm was covered in blood.

"Come on!"

Planck roared, and the snow-white long knife threw down a flash of light, sweeping towards the enemy in front of him, and the fierce force directly cut off the necks of the two enemies, and Planck's arm was also stabbed. The hot blood rushed to the sky, pouring Planck all over his head.

Far from fearing Planck, the blazing blood aroused the ferocity in his heart, and with the swing of his scimitar, several Belu soldiers who climbed up to the top of the city were instantly beheaded. Planck's knife skills are precise and sharp, and each knife is straight to the point of the opponent.

At this moment, a Belu soldier who climbed up from other places screamed, and the spear in his hand stabbed directly at a soldier beside Planck, who was stunned for a moment, and his body did not make any blocking or evasive movements.

Out of the corner of his eye, Planck saw this scene, and the back of the knife swept over, knocking the spear in the soldier's hand directly, and then stepped over with an arrow step, cutting off the enemy's head with a single sword.

Planck turned around and slapped the soldier he saved in the face, and a wisp of blood immediately oozed from the corner of the latter's mouth.

"Bastard, this is the battlefield, if you're scared, get out of here, Lao Tzu's men don't want a piece of waste!"

The soldier's eyes instantly reddened: "Yes, captain, I understand!"

No one thought that Planck had gone too far, and it was better to take this slap than to lose his life, so the soldier immediately took up the weapon in his hand and participated in the battle.

Although Planck is heroic, but according to Meria's requirements, most of the troops on the city wall today are recruits, and the soldier who was saved by Planck before soon fell in a pool of blood, suddenly, Planck only felt a strong wind behind him, and the instinctive reaction of his body made him turn sideways and dodge in the direction of the battlements, even so, a saber was slashed on his shoulder, and blood instantly gushed out from the wound.

"Bastard!

In a fit of rage, Planck's body rose with an orange halo, in this kind of long-term battle, it is a very unwise choice to use fighting energy, and he will quickly overdraw his physical strength, but Planck can't manage so much, the orange fighting energy is wrapped around the blade, and the knife light unfolds like a light wheel, and the five or six Belu soldiers around Planck's body were instantly wrenched into minced flesh by the fighting qi light blade, blood splashed, and all internal organs were shattered, and by Planck's side, there was not a complete body of Belu soldiers.

"Well done!"

Suddenly, Planck heard a familiar voice and looked back to see Meria, Ginny, and Kirul, all on the front wall. It's just that the armor they wear is much brighter than their own.

"Is this, the uniform of the First Legion?" Planck's eyes widened.

"It's not just the uniforms of the First Legion, it's this. Meria laughed as she pulled out two scrolls tied with rope from her bosom.

"Magic scroll?" Planck gasped, this move just now was also a big drain on himself, it was indeed he who didn't control his emotions before, if it weren't for the arrival of Meria and the others, he might lose the strength to continue fighting in a short period of time.

Merial unfolded the two scrolls at the same time, pouring the fighting energy in her hand into the scroll little by little.

The power of the mage on the battlefield is absolutely terrifying, and the magic scroll is even better, even Meria, a warrior with no magical power, can have the ability to unleash this kind of large-scale destructive magic at this moment.

The scroll flashed with cyan light, and the overflowing cyan energy instantly enveloped Meria's body, and even the crossbow arrows shot by the Beru soldiers from under the castle tower were directly bounced away when they touched the magical energy shield.

"Whoosh!"

The two wind elemental scrolls tossed up and down under the encouragement of magical energy, and the pale cyan almost transparent wind blades scattered from the scrolls, and the air around the city walls made a tooth-aching sound, and the Beru soldiers who were climbing up the sandbags, as well as the soldiers running under the city tower, were suddenly cut into pieces by the wind blades, and the blood and organs tilted to the ground with a clatter.

Not only that, but even the sandbags that had been piled up under the city wall were cut by this wind blade, and the sand and stones leaked out of it, and the sandbags formed collapsed in an instant. On the walls of the city of Boer, a deafening cheer instantly rang out.

Strangely, Frank Lampard didn't show the slightest sadness, but instead seemed a little excited.

He stared at the battle on the top of the city, and a smile suddenly appeared on the corner of his mouth: "Very good!

"These defenders of Boer City turned out to be part of the First Legion, but I didn't expect there to be magic scrolls. ”

The adjutant next to Lampard said respectfully: "My lord, should we send reinforcements?"

Lampard said coldly: "Reinforcements for what?"

The officers around him were all stunned.

And don't reinforce it? Do you watch all your troops die?

Lampard took a deep breath and shouted: "All ready!"

All the officers were awe-inspiring.

"I won't trouble you, if this is all the combat power of this city, then our Northern Legion can take them down without much effort!" Novak held the helmet on his head: "As long as your soldiers rush to the city wall, my soldiers will soon make this city change hands!"