After more than a dozen cyclops guards, Brother Ban finally retreated into the rear in embarrassment, but the most direct consequence of this was that the doom that should have been borne by him befell the ogres in front of him.

No matter in any world, the history of war is a history of blood and tears piled up by countless blood and lives, so when those heavy iron balls exploded in the barbarian army with a deadly parabola again, they had a deeper understanding of the evolution of the form of war.

It's just that the price is too heavy.

The flames and shards produced by the explosion of the cannonballs could not damage the heavy dragon armor of the Crystal Dragon, so the artillery behind the Spartacus army never stopped roaring while Melos led a group of dragons on a rampage through the barbarian army, cutting them into irregular pieces.

Without the encouragement of the warriors who were in charge of the situation, the tenacious fighting spirit of the barbarian army finally appeared in the number of casualties that increased exponentially.

The first to collapse were the front-end big-eared monsters, who were obviously more miserable than their companions who wailed and fled under the fire, because they didn't even have a chance to escape in the face of rows of pitch-black muzzles that almost reached their faces.

Almost every gust of smoke was accompanied by the fall of hundreds of big-eared monsters, and when the three horizontal formations of two thousand musketeers advanced two hundred meters, the smell of blood in the air was so thick that it could almost form a mist, and even the musketeers in the middle of it couldn't help but feel a slight tremor in their hearts after the bloodthirsty desire to kill gradually subsided.

It is worth mentioning that the battle mage Lomba, after Bango was injured and retreated, he finally found his position on the battlefield, and dozens of battle mages and ogres formed a small formation under his organization.

Buffs and curses such as Haste, Holy Spirit Blessing, Bloodthirsty Thaumaturgy, and Sluggishness kept flying out of that array and landing in the crowd of soldiers on both sides, and his efforts did have a noticeable effect in a short period of time.

However, it was not for long, and his presence soon caught Mrak's attention, and a command was passed to Ivo's ranks.

At a limit distance of 400 meters, the wood elves fired three arrows in a row, the first arrow pierced the right eye of a battle mage, the second arrow pierced through the heart of an ogre mage, and when the two corpses fell limply to reveal the body of Rumba who was blocked behind him, the third arrow pierced his throat without delay.

The gurgling blood gushed frantically down the huge bloody hole in the throat, and until the last moment of his life, the bellows-like sound rolling in Rumba's throat seemed to condense some magical term.

However, a gust of wind and sand blew, and he and his fighting spirit were forever relegated to this desolate rocky beach.

It took less than two hours from engagement, fierce fighting to the defeat of the barbarians, which had nothing to do with courage or the number of troops, and the backward methods of warfare had long since determined that they would be the losing side.

And without the support of the ultimate power ghost beast, those roaring crystal dragons became the most brutal blades to destroy this army.

If they can't stop it, they can't hold it, and under the crazy advance of the crystal dragon group, they can't even maintain the most basic formation, let alone organize an effective counterattack.

When the big-eared monsters began to flee to the city desperately, the barbarian army soon ran like dominoes from an external force, allowing the captains to shout and even draw their swords to kill the retreating soldiers, but the collapsing army still formed a huge wave in a short time, enveloping those warriors who wanted to sacrifice their lives for the country and rushed frantically towards the narrow city gates.

If the mountain is about to fall, the force cannot be returned.

At this moment, a sharp hiss suddenly came from the rear of the Spartacus army, and a large black shadow almost formed a dark cloud that completely obscured the sunlight, and flew towards the battlefield at a very fast speed.

The Thunderbirds that had been chasing the Sea Eagle Legion had returned.

However, Ban Ge who saw this scene was not excited at all, if this group of thunderbirds came back a moment earlier, they could successfully destroy the enemy's artillery position, the outcome was still unknown, but now the defeat has been achieved, except for the rear team of the ogre army is still wielding shields and chain hammers to block the pursuit of the enemy army, the rest of the people are left to run for their lives.

The roar of the artillery continued, and when the dark shadow actually flew over the battlefield, the commander on the back of the Thunderbird finally saw the situation clearly, whether it was the corpses of the barbarians all over the ground or the fleeing crowd, it showed that they had suffered a complete defeat, if there was anything to be thankful for, it was that the gates of the Beit League were still in their hands for the time being.

In this case, the captain could only helplessly raise the flight altitude and fly quickly towards the city, because the thousands of crossbow arrows shining with cold light below also made him understand that if he rashly participated in the battle at this moment, they would soon become hundreds of hedgehogs falling on the battlefield.

But Lear didn't plan to let them go back so easily, although he didn't know what the situation was on Ilore's side, but with his goose-plucking personality, how could he allow such a large flock of thunderbirds to fly over his head with such a swagger?

"The dragon of the wind, soaring in the void, declares to you, in the name of the dragon god, that it will send wind, thunder, and all that belongs to it, and bury my enemies in the graveyard. "Chain Lightning!"

A fist-sized purple ball of light suddenly appeared on the path of the Thunderbird flock's flight, and the white electricity kept intertwining and flowing on the surface of the sphere, and each collision would make the volume of the ball of light several times larger, and the electric wires intertwined on the surface of the ball of light were more than a thousand times?

So the moment the ball of light appeared, it almost swelled to the extreme, and then exploded into a power grid nearly 100 meters long and ten meters high in a terrifying sound of electricity, and the group of thunderbirds crashed into it headlong under surprise.

Even though the Thunderbird is born with the talent to control thunder and lightning, under the shroud of a terrifying power grid of nearly 100,000 volts, as long as it is contaminated with a little bit, it will immediately end up burning all over its body.

Moreover, instead of being stationary, the power grid was like a living thing, and as soon as it caught a thunderbird, it would immediately use its body as a medium to bounce towards the sky farther behind, and for a moment the entire battlefield began to fill the sky with a pungent smell of burnt.

The golden feathers turned black, the knotted muscles rolled up in an instant, and dozens of thunderbirds began to fall silently towards the battlefield below at the first moment they were shrouded by chain lightning, and they didn't even have time to scream, and when they lowered their flight altitude in order to avoid the invasion of electricity, the crossbowmen on the ground immediately sent the gift of death.

Thousands of sharp crossbow arrows were thrown into the air, although not every one of them could make a difference, but there were not a few ptarmigans who were directly fired at the hedgehog in the panic, not to mention that their number was not large.

When the power of the power grid gradually dissipated, the crossbow arrows in the sky fell one after another, and the flock of thunderbirds still hovering over the battlefield and screaming violently was reduced by at least a third, but their doom did not end there.

The same black shadow suddenly appeared in the sky where the Thunderbird had returned, and with a sharp and noisy hissing, Ilore's figure gradually appeared on the back of the sea eagle at the head, looking at his torn clothes and blood-soaked face, it seemed quite embarrassing, but at this time his eyes were full of vengeful anger.

At the beginning of the battle, he was ordered to bombard the walls of the Beit League and lure the barbarian Thunderbird away, and he suffered much during the nearly two-hour chase, and there were less than 400 of the 600 sea eagles that had been neatly organized.

And after seeing these god-killing thunderbirds in distress, how could he, who had long been holding back his anger, not rush to mend the knife?

So under the command of Ilor, the remaining army of sea eagles desperately pounced on the already frightened group of thunderbirds in the air, and the roles of hunter and prey were perfectly replaced at this moment.

"Let's go!"

Seeing this scene, Ban Ge sighed heavily, the destruction of the Thunderbird Legion was unstoppable.

Although there were still more than 300 thunderbirds hovering in the sky, it seemed that there was no lack of strength in a battle just by looking at the surface, but when he saw the blazing light rising again in the hands of the magician behind the enemy's formation, all hope was completely shattered.

Now the only way is to retreat into the city as quickly as possible, and when the defenders of the western city come to defend the city together, there may be a turnaround, and I just hope that the ogre army in the back can hold on for a while longer.

In this case, sacrifice is inevitable.

As Bango had expected, under the triple blows of Lear, Ilore, and the crossbowmen on the ground, the thunderbirds in the sky lasted less than twenty minutes before they all turned into bloodstained corpses on the ground, and the loss of Spartacus's side was less than fifty sea eagles.

After taking out the enemies in the air, Lear turned his gaze back to the battlefield ahead, and the whole situation had developed into a one-sided pursuit that really lost the point of attention, so when Mlak was about to give the order to intercept the enemy who retreated to the city, Lear stopped him.

"Let them go back. He said lightly, and then a crimson fireball left his palm and exploded in the air, not powerful enough to make the entire battlefield hear that sound.

Collect troops.

"How many explosives packs are there?" asked Lear first when all the captains had gathered around him.

"Twelve hundred!" replied Ilore at once.

"Where's the cannonball?" he turned to Jeremy again.

"Fifteen hundred. The latter replied in a deep voice.

"Well, Ilor, you take someone to fly to the sky above the Beit League to monitor, and you can come back when the barbarian army in the West City is assembled again. "After the fall of the Thunderbird Legion, as long as Ilorore does not die, the Bait Alliance has nothing to threaten him, so Lear will be relieved and bold to let him carry out the monitoring mission.

"My lord, you want to burn the city?" Mrak immediately guessed Lear's thoughts, but everyone was slightly cold when they heard this, especially Tariq.

It's one thing to fight hard for each of them on the battlefield, and life and death depend on their own means, but the nearly 20,000 troops in the city have now lost their fighting spirit, and they only need to besiege without attacking and then patiently persuade them to surrender, believing that it is not impossible to accept the Beit Alliance without blood, but Lear's idea is to slaughter this group of people, and Tariq feels a little difficult to accept emotionally.

In any case, it was his kindred who were still retreating and cowering in the stronghold, "Your Excellency......" but he was interrupted by a wave of Lear's hand as soon as he spoke.

"I know what you're going to say, I'll gladly accept your suggestion in another situation, but don't forget the situation we're facing, all the available soldiers in Spartacus are already here, and we have nowhere to replenish the elite troops in the short term, and I will never trade my soldiers' lives for anything that can be solved with supplies and ammunition.

And the food we carry with us is not enough to sustain us all the way, what will these 20,000 people stay to feed on? and most importantly, there is nothing to guarantee their loyalty, and I don't want to leave a dagger behind my back.

A woman's kindness is not desirable, and I hope you will remember this in the future when you are in charge of the army alone. ”

After saying this, Lear quietly looked around, and found that no one, including Tariq, had any objections, and nodded with satisfaction, to be honest, such a large-scale killing was not what he wanted, but as a commander, he sometimes had to make decisions that were different from ordinary people.

This has nothing to do with good and evil, it is completely dictated by the situation, thinking that when people slaughtered Bai Qi in Changping Pit to kill Zhao 400,000, is it really the murderous intent in his heart?

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