Moo!

The Kicarabramon was already frightened, covered with hard armor, and only knew how to bury its head and run wildly, and then slammed into the city wall.

Thundered!

The dust was flying, and some people lost their footing and fell.

"Kill!"

The hundred-man leaders took the lead, and without waiting for the Jijia Dragon Beast to stand firm, they stepped on their tails and ran up, and the follow-up soldiers hurriedly followed.

The dragon beast's broad back is enough for five people to be side by side, so the numerical disadvantage of ordinary armies when attacking the city does not exist here at all.

A few recruits rushed to the head of the city according to their combat training, and seized the advantageous terrain, if before, yes, but now, they ran into Jutland's ace army.

"Die!"

The hundred-man commander drew his crossbow, pulled the trigger, smiled cruelly, and put it directly forward, shooting a crossbow arrow from the arrow magazine.

Whoa!

Arrows raining down!

"Idiot!"

Although the veteran captain scolded loudly, he still pounced without hesitation and used his inertia to knock them to the ground.

Poof!

The veteran was shot, and a crossbow arrow pierced the back of his head and shot out of his eye socket, and white brains sprinkled the face of the recruit he was holding.

"Captain!"

The recruit roared and wept silently.

"Kill them!"

"Avenge the captain!"

The recruits scrambled to their feet, their bloodshot eyes open, and pounced on the enemy troops who had stepped on the top of the city.

The bumblebee gave full play to the run-and-bomb tactics, and with its strong national strength, the 100-man commander who led the team had a continuous crossbow and a round of strafing before engagement, not only had the opportunity to shoot the enemy's commander, but also made his subordinates lose their command. Falling into chaos and panic can also hit morale hard.

The gap between the ace and the miscellaneous fish is perfectly reflected at this moment.

"Let the barbarians move!"

Harley had used the barbarians as a reserve, ready to put out fires at any time, but who knew that his own front would almost collapse as soon as he came up.

The Jutland infantry stepped on the Kicaradrake, and the tide rushed up to the city.

Barbarians rushed out of the towers. Rushing to their respective predetermined defense areas, without waiting for the shamans' spell assistance, some powerful barbarians had already gone berserk on their own, allowing red magic patterns to spread all over their bodies, as if killing gods, setting off a bloody storm.

Bumblebee's frantic offensive was instantly contained, and the frenzied battle intent was like pouring an icy blizzard, cold to the heart.

Originally, he killed the soldiers near the battlements and prepared to scatter. The soldiers who expanded the attack area and created a safe area for the follow-up troops were hacked to death on the spot, they did not retreat, but their courage and unyielding could not bring an increase in combat power, and in the face of the barbarians' tomahawks, they could only become stumps and broken arms.

"Order, strictly guard the head of the city, no counter-charge!"

I saw some barbarians rushing up to the back of the Kicarrymon. Harley hurried to stop it.

Bumblebee has a force of 3,000 air cavalry, riding a giant hummingbird with a poisonous needle on its tail and a black and yellow ring pattern on its body. It was a clone of a special wasp and bird, and was the source of the bumblebee's nickname and legion flag motif.

In conventional warfare, their task is to keep the fire suppressed in the air and gather fire for the generals, but now, they are all besieging the Frost Dragon. The fight is inextricable.

A scorching frost breath pierced the night sky, and the air riders who didn't have time to dodge were sprayed squarely, directly frozen into ice cubes, falling from the sky, and falling to pieces.

"Commander-in-chief. The chariot troops are up!"

A staff officer exclaimed, reminding Harley.

As far as the eye can see, it is a huge steel chariot, the front end is made into a V-shape, and the flickering cold light is a sharp weapon for breaking the city at a glance.

The Magic Power Furnace roared, sending the chariot running at a speed no less than that of a war horse, and the heavy tracks ran over the dirt, making a screeching sound and leaving deep ruts on the ground.

"The destruction of the city is in sight!"

"The world's No. 1 in Jutland magic technology!"

"Win!"

The staff officers who were paying attention to the battle situation saw this scene and waved their fists vigorously, their faces full of excitement.

Jutland is one of the nine empires, with advanced magic technology reserves, these steel chariots are one of them, in addition to the impact angle, they are also equipped with a 60 mm magic cannon, but because it takes a minute to reload a shot, and a cannonball is worth tens of thousands of gold coins, so most of the time, the chariot troops choose to directly crash through the enemy, after all, the cost of changing five hulls is not worth scrapping a cannon.

Magic technology has always been a money-burning thing, and of course, the threat and oppression they bring are also unprecedented.

This is that the barbarians and ogres did not understand, and when they were replaced by human legions, they were so frightened that they threw down their military flags and fled.

"Ignorant native, shoot me at close range!"

The commander of the chariot leaned out of the car, grabbed the magic communicator, and informed the whole team that because the shells were expensive, the cannon would wear out one point more after one shot, so every attack, the commanders tried to maximize the effect, and shooting at close range was a common tactic.

"Send a signal for the Abomination Corps to attack!"

Harley slapped the herald in the face, waking him up in a state of shock.

Casilla woke up in the middle of the afternoon, and he heard the shouts of the legions, and he felt the shock of the horse's hooves galloping on the ground, through the soil, to the skin, well, maybe there were horses running over the body, but as an abomination, the touch faded, and even if it was trampled, the pain was not perceived.

Casilla had already been lying here for seven days, or half a month, Casilla had forgotten that time was a boring thing for abomination, and that as long as the soul was immortal, it would never die, and that the body had rotted over the years, and that it was a big deal to change one.

The big war came, and Casilla could clearly hear the rapid breathing of his compatriots nearby, who was a recruit who had only recently left the Abomination Workshop, so he was still in a tense period in the face of war.

"The current newcomer can't bear the pressure at all!"

Casilla remembered the picture of following Downton to fight in the north and south, and couldn't help but show a happy smile, and his attitude towards his subordinates became more tolerant, "By the way, I heard that it likes music." Recently, I became obsessed with the movie "Notre Dame de Paris" starring Quasimodo, and I am learning the guitar music in it to chase a female ghoul!"

With the crunch of tracks passing over his head, Casilla knew he needed to keep his attention, but he couldn't control his mind wandering, just as he was about to reflect on himself. The horn sounds, unique to the Legion of the Dead.

The raid has begun!

"Attack!"

Casilla roared angrily, exerting all his strength, like a steel god of war, quickly stood up from the ground, and at the same time grabbed an oversized incendiary ~ bomb, and quickly ripped off the fuse.

Laugh at!

Flames rise.

A chariot was passing by, and the commander with half of his body poking out was observing the battle in the castle, and out of the corner of his eye, he suddenly saw a cloud of dirt splashing on the ground. One of the bodies stood up, stunned.

"When did these guys ambush here?"

As soon as this question came to mind, the commanders saw that they threw the grenades, and they smashed on the standing car, and when they clattered, they rolled over, and exploded.

Bang! Bang!

The shock wave raged, one by one. The commander was killed, and blue flames rose into the air. The steel was lit like a torch.

"How is that possible?"

The staff officers exclaimed, and even Klopp, who had always been calm, showed a stunned expression.

There was no way, as the chariot approached the castle for three hundred meters, everyone thought that the victory was in their hands, but a group of immortal abominations suddenly appeared. Throw out the kind of grenade that can set anything on fire.

"How long have they been in ambush underground?"

The chief of staff was shocked, with the battlefield shelter ability of the bumblebee, even if the Frankfurt army released a few bees, they would be caught, and they wanted to ambush so many people in advance. Absolutely impossible, that is, they were deployed before their legions arrived.

"The chariot is destroyed!"

Looking at the flames burning on the chariot, the staff officers were distressed, this is the trump card of the bumblebee, I didn't expect to lose here.

"It's okay, it's bad to ask for military spending, re-purchase, and then to build a rich Frankfurt, even if the state doesn't allocate funds, we won't be short of money to spend. ”

There are staff officers who have a long-term view, and the chariot cannot be burned all at once, so even if it burns, they rush to the castle without hesitation, and they believe in the adaptability of the charioteers, even if the commander dies, they will complete the attack.

Thundered!

In the face of a surprise attack, the chariot team accelerated, and before becoming a charioteer, they memorized detailed regulations, the first combat rule was that when the chariot was about to be damaged, it was necessary to fire more shells, advance at full speed as much as possible, break through the enemy's defenses, and achieve the maximum result.

With the exception of a few vehicles that broke down directly, most of them were accelerating, and the first rounds of long-loaded shells had already been fired.

Bang! Bang!

Under the night sky, a cloud of orange-red flames erupted from the muzzles of the cannons, and then red shells hit the walls, and some jumped over the walls and landed in the city.

Boom! Boom!

The explosion was raging, the dust was splashing, and a few of them fell on the city, whether it was a barbarian or a bumblebee soldier, they were directly blown apart, and blood was splashed.

The terrifying power of the magic chariot is vividly demonstrated.

"Kill those tanks!"

Seeing the battered holes in the wall, Casilla roared and pounced on the nearest chariot without hesitation.

The chariot is galloping, the flames are burning.

Casilla knew that he would not die if he was hit by an arrow and had a broken limb, but as long as he touched those blue flames, he would directly burn into ashes and his soul would disappear, but he did not hesitate at all and pounced directly.

A big stride sprint, a powerful jump.

Bang!

Like a meteorite, Casilla smashed into the hood of the car, weighing hundreds of pounds, causing the chariot to sway directly back and forth.

Grabbing the chariot in one hand and quickly removing the grenade with the other, Casilla tore off the fuse with his teeth and stuffed it into the chariot.

Rumble!

After the dull explosion, the vehicle stopped and black smoke came out of the carriage.

Casilla burned with blue flames, and even though the tactile nerves were scarce, it could still feel the burning pain, but instead of frowning, it jumped off the wreckage of the chariot and rushed to the next one as fast as it could.

"This is my home, this is my country, I want to defend her!"

Casilla murmured, burying its head in the charge, it did not dare to look back, because it was afraid that it would be cowardly, that it would run away, because it did not want to die yet, and it wanted to continue to enjoy the good life that this country brings, because the world is so big, and it still wants to see it.

"Throw that thing out!"

The shrill cries of the gunners and loaders rang out at the same time, and the panic that permeated them seemed to be being chased by death.

Casilla understood their prophecy and fell down sharply, blocking the entrance of the car, and the grenade was thrown, only to fall on his body and fall again.

"Damn it!"

"Help!"

The exclamations of the Jutland rang out in his ears, but Casilla didn't care, and he turned his head and looked beyond the burning castle, gazing deeply at the country he had been born and then loved.

"For the glory of His Majesty Downton!"

Some of the abominations who didn't turn on their wisdom didn't have so many feelings, just fierce attacks that were not afraid of death, in order to protect the glory of Downton.

Under the abomination of deathly attacks, one after another expensive chariots exploded, and they came to a staggered stop on the battlefield, turning into a pile of scrap metal.

Klopp's face was already hard to see, he never dreamed that the trump card in his hand would be planted here, he likes to run and bomb tactics, and likes to crush troops, so even if the enemy is not strong enough, he also discharged all the chariots, and the result is that the whole army is destroyed.

The staff officers opened their mouths wide, not knowing what to say.

"Something has to be done!"

The deputy commander reminded that the chariots were completely destroyed, which greatly reduced the morale of the besieging troops, and they had been driven off the city.

"No need, victory is coming!"

Klopp looked up and saw another Downton Legion battleship burning and falling, his mood was finally much better, in a few minutes, the battleship would win the victory, gain air superiority, and when the time came, it would be effortless to conquer the castle, but those frost dragons were so troublesome that they had already killed a lot of air cavalry.

"This battle hurts so much!"

"But this kind of opponent is enough to taste, always teach those miscellaneous cards who run away, what's the point?"

"The combat effectiveness of the Downton Legion, except for those regular human corps, is very good, and it is qualified to fight against the Nine Imperial Ace Corps!"

The staff officers discussed, began to write a summary report, and in their opinion, the battle was decided.

"Grand Commander, the night wind is cold, can you go back and rest?"

Klopp is the generalissimo, even if he is naked in the winter, he does not feel cold, and the deputy commander said this is nothing more than concern and sycophancy.

"Well, none of those indigenous captives will be left!"

Klopp advised, don't look at the barbarians and ogres with strong combat effectiveness, but they have bad brains, and if they identify the master, they will not betray easily, so it is too troublesome to persuade them to surrender, it is better to kill, which can be regarded as a kind of deterrent to the enemy.

"Okay!"

The deputy commander agreed, sent Klopp a few steps, then straightened up, and was just about to give the order, after a commander's command addiction, a thick beam of light shot from afar, blasted into the battleship group, and penetrated strongly. (To be continued......)