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If it is really as the wind blows the snow said, then the plane level of the Eastern World is probably much higher than this world.

Fengxue saw that Han Feng was shocked, stroked his beard and continued

"Limited by the laws of this world, there is no strong aura here, and the cultivation path is completely unsuitable for us cultivators. Our abilities have also been suppressed to the extreme, and we can only use the art of war and trickery in the mortal realm to defeat the enemy. Maybe you may not believe it, in the Eastern Continent, we are just branch disciples in the sect who have just been born and trained, and there are many people who are stronger than us in the sect, and the seniors of the sect who have cultivated to the great success can be slaughtered with a raise of their hands in the face of this kind of battle formation, and they will play such a game of war with mortals. ”

While the two were talking, the magic legion had already carried out a magic volley under the command of Sir Edward, and countless fireballs and ice spikes tilted down towards the dense human heads on the opposite side, and bursts of violent roars rang out, and the fireballs exploded in the crowd, and the wind blades sharply cut through the enemy's body, and the ice spikes turned into clusters and bloomed everywhere in the crowd. Immediately took the lives of many soldiers in the scorching sun.

With a volley, the magicians of the magic legion also began to retreat and meditate, allowing the magicians who had been brewing to step forward and continue to rotate.

It was a massacre, the opposing army fell one after another before it reached the battleground, blood and severed limbs were the main theme of the battlefield, and these magicians were just using their mental power and mana in exchange for thousands of lives withering.

Following the attack of the low-level mages, the high-level mages also joined the attack.

Compared to low-level mages, high-level mages have more brutal attacks, greater and more extensive lethality. The momentum of the opposing army's advance was finally suppressed, and countless remnant shield short swords were thrown high with people torn apart by magic, and the angry hills were already covered with huge pits and cracks.

Countless streams of blood are converging, and from a distance, it looks like painting on a green canvas with red fuel.

The Scorching Sun Legion did not make such a senseless sacrifice, after sacrificing a large number of poisoned soldiers, the opponent's siege ballista magic cannon was also piled up at the forefront, after an order.

Thousands of crossbow arrows came with a loud whistling sound.

Edward hurriedly motioned for the Guardian Legion to step forward, and a high-ranking War Emperor rushed to the forefront, and the weapons that had already gathered battle energy in his hands also slashed at the roaring crossbow arrows.

One after another, the shockwave plowed a huge hole in the ground, and with a brilliant brilliance, it collided with the crossbow arrows that came quickly, and some of the crossbow arrows broke through the shockwave, instantly piercing into the camp of the Guardian Legion, penetrating more than a dozen people before they were exhausted. More crossbow arrows were shattered by the powerful shockwave, and they rushed out of the distance before dissipating.

The casualties of the mage legion were not large, and the mage, who had been gathering momentum for a long time, quickly floated into the air and let out a magical whistling sound towards the ballista battle array in the distance. Magical attacks smashed into the ballista battle array, and many enemy soldiers lost their lives.

However, even with such a large number of casualties, the scorching sun's attack continued, and the roar of hundreds of magic cannons rang out, and the magicians used the levitation technique to float when they saw this, trying to control themselves away from the bombardment range.

The ground is shaking, and the earth is roaring.

Just one salvo blew up the Honorable Magic Guardian Legion on the ground, and except for the War Emperor who flew into the air in time to escort the magician, most of the War Kings fell in a pool of blood, and there was not one out of ten.

Han Feng quietly looked at the scene of flesh and blood flying in front of him, and slowly turned his face to look at the wind and snow, trying to see what these people of the same origin as him were thinking.

Wind blowing snow's eyes were focused, and beams of light and shadow flashed in her pupils, but she didn't even reveal a trace of emotion.

"The magician bombarded the opponent's magic cannon area, and the guard legion patrolled left and right, beware of the high-end combat power of the scorching sun coming out to disrupt the situation. ”

Duanmu Feng on the side quickly gave the order, and Edward was the first to fly forward, followed by high-level magicians who raised various magic shields one by one, and quickly swept towards the opponent's formation.

The remnants of the infantry who were stunned on the ground slashed at the mages in the sky one after another, except for a few low-level mages whose shields were broken, the remnants of the ground were also quickly destroyed by the subsequent low-level mages gathering fire, turning into a piece of charcoal, stumps, and icicles.

The high-end stations in the scorching sun flew out one after another, but the emergency rescue was half a beat slower.

As a magus, Edward was so experienced that he quickly commanded a group of high-level earth mages to instantly unleash ground attack magic, and the enemy magic cannon was pierced through the ground before it could be withdrawn. The explosion produced by many magic cannons also affected the surrounding companions, and after several rounds of concentrated fire magic attacks, except for the scattered high-level magicians who escaped, the vast majority of low-level magicians died in the ground thorns and fire magic of the Roewe-Might Magic Legion.

The soldiers of the Emperor of War of the Guards quickly entangled the Emperor of War of the scorching sun, and Edward was not greedy for merit after he succeeded, and quickly led the team towards his own position. Many of the Roewe's mages fainted as soon as they landed, but most of them were just pale, hurriedly poured in a bottle of potion and continued to wait.

The brutality of the battlefield cannot be described in words, but the magic legion of Roewe's magic is still intact, and its protection force has not been reduced much, except for the heavy damage suffered by the Guardian Sergeant of the War King.

On the other hand, on the side of the Scorching Sun Empire, the vanguard infantry corps was almost wiped out, the crossbow phalanx also suffered huge losses, and the low-level mages who operated the magic guide cannon were also lost.

The battle has dragged on for a morning, and although the Roewe Magic Legion has achieved brilliant results, it is already at the end of its power. Many low-level mages have fainted, and their mana has been drained, and they will no longer be able to play a big role in the next battle.

On the side of the Scorching Sun Empire, most of the vanguard troops stationed before were soldiers with corpse poison in their bodies, and Fierce Wind used them as cannon fodder to squeeze out the last drop of blood on their bodies in line with the idea of waste utilization.

On the heights of the Angry Hills, Gale Feng Xing looked at the devastated plains and secretly breathed a sigh of relief, although the loss was also painful to his flesh, but he could only watch these cannon fodder die, and then resurrect and continue to kill his own soldiers.

Watching the crippled soldiers struggling on the plains in the distance being devoured by resurrected zombies, Gale Storm had to secretly breathe a sigh of relief. If it weren't discovered in time, I'm afraid this war would have ended early, and Roewe would definitely have gathered momentum to capture the middle of the continent in one fell swoop and achieve unification and hegemony.

In the distance, the Roeweh Magic Legion was rapidly retreating, judging from the speed of their flight, there would not be much mana left, as long as there was not too much change, the battle had already come to an end.

Thinking of this, Gale Storm raised his left hand high, slashed it in the direction of the retreat of the Roewegian magician, and said in a loud voice:

"Imperial Mages, today will be your time to slaughter the vile Glory Unleashed Legion and let the Legion of Glory feel your fears!"

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As the gale swept down to the left and right, hundreds of thousands of magicians quickly rose behind the Scorching Sun Legion, and rushed towards the retreating Roewegian Magic Legion at a rapid speed, the momentum was huge, and the wind and fire elements between heaven and earth quickly gathered, dyeing the blue sky into a fiery red in an instant, and it looked like the end was coming from a distance.

The wind blew the snow Duanmu Liancheng's uncle and nephew's expression perked, and there was excitement in his eyes, but Han Feng changed color a little, even if he had to be cautious about this large-scale legal battle in front of him.

The number of scorching sun mages far exceeded that of Roewe's side, and all of them were full of energy and mana. On the other hand, on Roewe's side, many low-level mages had faintly tired and painful eyes, and it was obvious that it was not easy for them to maintain flying now.

"Old Feng, I don't understand what else do you guys have to be happy about in the face of this kind of situation that is about to collapse? Now that the enemy is outnumbered, maybe a killing can be avoided by temporarily retreating now!"

Feng Xue looked at Han Feng with solemn eyes, but shook his head and said.

"There is no absolute one-sided defeat in any battle, the opportunity for victory is always fair, do you think I will be stupid to lead such a little person against the strength of the other country? You are wrong, the real opportunity is here, because the opportunity of the battlefield has always been on my side, and I won this victory. ”

Han Feng felt the battlefield carefully, and his spiritual power instantly extended to the entire battlefield, with a terrible howl, a terrifying gnawing sound, a loud roar, and a low incantation. Han Feng carefully observed every corner, but except for the Rongwei Magic Legion, which found that the retreating magic had been squeezed dry, and the huge Scorching Sun Magic Legion that followed, he really couldn't find the so-called victory opportunity of Wind and Snow in this situation.

Han Feng couldn't find it.

Looking at Han Feng, who was confused and distressed but had a dignified and probing face, Feng Feng Xue looked at the scorching sun magic legion that was approaching in the distance and said softly

"Feel the land carefully, this is where the Scorching Sun Magic Legion is buried. ”

"The earth, the opportunity to defeat the enemy, the place of burial? ”