Chapter 33: War has no artistic sense to speak of
War is brutal, and there is no artistic sense of war to speak of.
"Sir!"
Watching the commander slowly collapse in a pool of blood, the soldiers roared in anger as they drew their short knives at their waists or held their spears and attacked the jungle elves.
As the soldiers ran, they shouted: "Defend Phoenix, fight against the water!"
Perhaps it was frightened by the courageous momentum of the soldiers, or perhaps the mysterious iron ball in his hand was thrown away, and the team of jungle elves actually appeared to loosen a little.
However, there were still patches of jungle elves rushing towards the city gate, and the jungle elves in front of them had no way to retreat, and they all held their spears and intertwined with the charging human soldiers.
Lin Jue's heart was even colder.
"Go, you all go and join the fight, leave me alone. Lin Jue waved his hand weakly and said.
Looking at the bloody scene in front of him, Lin Jue couldn't accept it.
The scene of the bombs under the castle tower, and the scene of the river of blood, brought me a much stronger sense of impact than the impact of the city wall where the corpses piled up.
Seeing the commander with a resolute face and heroically lying in a pool of blood, Lin Jue's heart swelled with a deep sense of self-blame.
"Yes, this is a battlefield, this is not a movie, this is a dead man!"
"If I hadn't proposed to come to the Eastern Continent, would these people have died? If not, they should be in Oasis City at the moment, enjoying the coolness brought by the oasis, instead of the cold wind in the snowfield, right?"
"In other words, these soldiers are actually dying for me!"
Lin Jue sighed deeply, and lay on the city wall weakly.
The soldiers on the city wall, still raising their muskets in their hands, aimed at the jungle elves that rushed from afar, and shot one after another.
Some of the soldiers were walking the city walls, and they were responsible for throwing the corpses of the jungle elves off the walls.
And at the gate of the city, a hill had been piled up at this time, and the two sides were fighting together in the hole of the city gate, constantly fighting, and the ground was piled up with corpses, getting higher and higher, and the heads of the human soldiers even reached the top of the hole in the city gate.
Perhaps because of the sacrifice of the commander, which stimulated their enthusiasm for fighting, under the east gate tower where Lin Jue was located, the city gate was almost blocked by corpses, but the pace of the jungle goblins still could not break through to Phoenix City.
Lin Jue was very helpless, for this battle, maybe it was the guilt of the fallen soldiers, or maybe he wanted to be responsible for the soldiers and people who came to the Eastern Continent, he wanted to participate, but he understood that he couldn't participate.
He can only watch here and watch them fight, because he doesn't have any fighting skills, and at present, he is the core of the entire Phoenix City, if he rashly joins the battle, maybe it will only cause chaos for the soldiers, right?
"This is probably the only good news, as they haven't made it into the city yet. Lin Jue sighed softly.
Gloria, Emir and the others, and even the elf girl who Lin Jue called Tulip, had already left the city walls and joined the battle near the city gate.
Beside him, only Lin Yue was still standing proudly, and there was a governor's guard.
Not far away, Bi Fang was still observing the battle situation nearby, looking calm, but in fact, his clenched fists still exposed his uncalm heart.
Lin Jue even saw that the personnel of the four major guilds in the city, as well as some dwarves, elves, and some warriors of other races stationed in Phoenix City, had joined the battle one after another, and it could be said that in addition to himself, there was also a group of people who were powerless, all of whom were contributing their own strength to the defense of Phoenix City.
"Report to the Governor-General, the Commander, that the south and north gates are in an emergency, that our army has suffered heavy losses, and that many enemies have rushed into the city. ”
Lin Jue turned his head and turned out to be a herald.
Lin Jue and Bi Fang both fell silent when they heard this.
"Do you want to abandon the city?" asked Bi Fang.
Lin Jue shook his head with a wry smile and said, "Where can I go?"
Bi Fang smiled, looking very happy, but who knows the mood under the smile?
Bi Fang turned around and said to the herald: "Order all the troops, except for the east gate, to continue to defend, and the rest of the troops to move to street fighting. ”
Bi Fang said, "Your Excellency the Governor, let's get out of here first. ”
Lin Jue looked deeply at the northern horizon, where the snowflakes were flying, maybe a heavy snow was coming, right?
He sighed softly, and left the castle under the escort of the Doge's guard.
"If, I plan a little better, if, I can build a really strong army, if ......"
"Maybe I feel too good about myself, right? After all, not all time-travelers are protagonists, and I'm just a time-traveler, not the protagonist, am I?"
"If you give me a little more time, the ending will be completely different, right?"
The jungle elves who had already stormed the city rushed towards the east gate, and the soldiers were retreating, while the two of them were trying to snipe at the incoming enemy.
For the first time, Emir showed his attack magic in front of a human.
"Blade of the Sky!"
In his hand, he held a magic wand that was revealed in front of him for the first time, a short wooden staff with a black and purple body, and at the top of the short staff, a dark stone was releasing a cold glow.
He waved his magic wand, swinging it from left to right.
Ahead of him, in front of the retreating soldiers, a faint, almost undiscernible glow, like a silk thread, flashed through the ranks of the jungle elves.
The next moment, a trembling picture appeared in front of everyone's eyes.
I saw that the jungle elves continued to run forward, but, perhaps they didn't notice it, they ran forward, a wound appeared on their waists, their bodies were all split into two halves, their legs were still running forward, and the upper body fell heavily to the ground. Their bodies were cut open by the faint glow.
There was also an indiscernible cut in the wooden house next to it, and a thin straight line appeared on the wall on the other side, all of which were caused by the miraculous magic of the emir.
This attack directly led to the death of hundreds of jungle goblins.
The jungle elves who were moving forward behind were frightened by the sudden scene in front of them, and their pace of progress stopped instantly.
And the author of all this, the emir, slowly fell to the ground, unconscious.
All the participants in this battlefield were frightened by this scene, and when the emir fell, the soldiers behind him hurriedly stepped forward to pick him up and lead him into the streets.
The pace of the jungle elves was only a slight pause, and seeing that the opponent's great magician was unconscious, they waved the blades in their hands and charged towards this side.
Under the interference of the jungle elves charging from both sides, the soldiers of the East Gate withdrew one after another.
All the warriors in Phoenix City moved one after another and retreated to the alleyway.
At this time, the walls of Phoenix City were completely lost.
The snow outside the city was stained with red and green blood, and countless corpses were scattered on the streets, each representing the loss of a living life here.
On the ground north of Phoenix, snowflakes flutter in the air.
It seems that a heavy snowfall is coming.
War is brutal, and there is no artistic sense of war to speak of.