After another while, the food on the ground and the remains of the synths were eaten, and the demonized synths finally stopped. One by one, their eyes were fierce and murderous, and they set their eyes on the Thracian military camp not far ahead.

"Please, the mages take a hand and use seismology to break through the Thracian walls. Aaron began, "Save a little bit of synth's power." ”

Duke Sellers nodded and issued the order.

The leader of the mage group is an old man in a white robe with a white beard. After hearing the order, he was full of confusion, hesitated for a while, and finally gritted his teeth, escorted by the cavalry, and led the mage regiment to the battlefield.

Of course, he was not afraid of death, but of fame.

Although it is to protect the country, it can collude with Warcraft to attack humans...... If he did this kind of thing, his reputation would almost be over.

But he still made a choice after all, after all, he is a Molai, Molai has his descendants, and his disciples, if he can't defeat the Thracians, these people don't know how much they will lose in the future war.

Face, reputation...... Of course it's a good thing, but it's something that can be given up compared to something more important.

When the group came to the battlefield, he was not in a hurry to command the spell, but first said loudly: "This operation is my order." You are just doing what you are told, and it has nothing to do with you, no matter what happens in the future!"

His gaze looked over the faces of the members of the mage group, and he saw confusion, abruptness, bitterness, and determination...... All sorts of looks.

The old mage smiled and raised his magic.

"Combined Circle, Seismic!"

Of course, the Thracian army saw the actions of the Mage Regiment, and they wanted to stop it, but whether it was the spell they issued or the sharp arrows they fired, they were stopped by the cavalry guarding the mage regiment.

In the end, they could only use spells to strengthen the temporary walls of the camp and confront the Molai mage group head-on.

Two huge magic arrays appeared on the battlefield, one in the center of the battlefield and the other in the camp of the Thracian army. The mana of hundreds of magicians was linked together and turned into two wholes, so strong that even in the daytime, you could see the dazzling light.

Centered on the temporary wall of the Thracian army, the sound of vibrations, roars, and explosions was connected.

From a distance, I saw that the city wall was constantly trembling, and from time to time cracks appeared, but they were closed in the next moment. The ground shook like the surface of the water, but it was always only a slight ripple, and it was not possible to form a large-scale earthquake.

The confrontation between the mage groups on both sides was difficult to distinguish for a while.

This is a matter of course, mage group vs. mage group, unless the strength of each other is too different, the most common situation is to form a stalemate. Not to mention a moment and a half, in extreme cases, a stalemate of ten days and half a month is possible.

In the original Battle of Norma, the Thracian mage group broke the cold winter created by the Norma mage group, and that confrontation lasted for several days.

On the city wall, Duke Cyrus, whose face was covered in blood, smiled.

The stalemate between the mage groups on both sides meant that the Thracian army had lost its magic support.

Without spell support, they can only rely on flesh and blood to fight the huge army of synthbeasts.

"Let's see how strong the 'mountain' of Pidutz really is, let's see it today......

Saying this, the face of the commander-in-chief of the Mo Lai Army smiled very hideously.

And by this time, the synths had already attacked.

Facing the temporary city wall that was at least three meters high, they did not hit or bite meaninglessly like the demonic beasts in the Wolf's Den Lake, but slowly walked forward and slowly lay down.

"What is this for?" asked more than one of the Thracian soldiers, puzzled.

In the next moment, they understood.

The synths behind them jogged all the way with a low roar, and when they ran to their companion lying on the ground, they suddenly jumped and jumped onto their companion's back.

Then, the synth, which had been lying on the ground before, jumped up.

They don't jump very high, and canines are not a species that is good at high jumping.

However, they have already provided a good starting platform for their companions.

When they reached the apex, the synths that had been lying on their backs jumped up again.

Relay in the air!

The temporary city wall of about three meters can stop the charging and jumping of the synth, but it can't stop the chain jump of the air relay!

Seeing that these synths were about to storm the Thracian military camp, there were suddenly many more shields on the city walls. Densely packed, white in the sunlight, like a wall of earth and wood added to a wall of steel.

The synths slammed into the shield-made steel wall, only to hear the sound of a boom, and they were knocked back one after another. But on the other hand, there were also many Thracian troops who were unsteady on their feet and were knocked off the city walls.

Most of these people fell back to their own camp, and a few fell outside the camp, where they were swarmed by countless synths that could only scream once or twice before they died.

Even if the whole body is heavily armored, there are still gaps. With the strength of the synth, the thin neck armor and face armor could not stop their fangs and claws.

Seeing the tragic death of their comrades, the Thracians were unmoved, and as soon as someone fell, someone immediately replaced it, and the steel walls made of shields were not shaken in the slightest.

This is the world-famous mountain army, where they are, it is the city wall, it is the mountain!

No matter how the synthesizer army attacked, they were not moved, but they were more and more stable, although the city wall under their feet was still shaking, although there were still synthesizers in front of them, but the steel city wall was getting stronger and stronger, and the synthesizers couldn't even hit them anymore.

After all, the intelligence of synthetic beasts is limited, and if you want to learn from human powerhouses to play relay in the charge, you really can't do it. This semi-static air relay is still not strong enough to shake the "mountain" of Pitutz.

Aaron frowned.

The defensive ability of the Mountain Legion exceeded his expectations.

But...... Mountains, after all, have limits.

His eyes flickered, and the magic flowed into the crystal in his hand.

Although the control crystals of the beast tamers have been destroyed, the main crystal here is still there, and he can still give some orders.

The long-standing synths let out a sharp howl, and then ran violently, scattering from side to side, towards the sides of the Thracian barracks.

On the podium, Duke Pitutz's face finally changed.

"The intelligence of this group of demonic beasts is so high?!" he whispered in disbelief, and then immediately gave the order for the left and right armies to withdraw into the Chinese camp.

He knew that this would affect the operation of the Chinese army, but he had no choice.

The two flanks of the Thracian army were demoralized, and they could not and could not hold back the attack of this group of demonic beasts. If they were to be defeated by the Warcraft Legion to the point of collapse, and then the rout army would hit the Chinese army, this battle would definitely be lost.

On the walls of the Iron Lock Fortress, a cold smile appeared on the corner of Aaron's mouth.

If the enemy was just the Pidutz Army, his Synthetic Beast Legion might really be a rat turtle with nowhere to start. But with the left and right wings, he has a chance of winning.

(What's this called...... If you are not afraid of god-like opponents, you are afraid of pig-like teammates. ）

(Choosing such a group of pig teammates is the key reason for your failure!)