Chapter 292: Struggle
Bango's weapon was replaced by a giant four-meter-long chopping knife, heavy and bladeless, and pitch black, which York had made for him.
Under the blessing of the Giant Clan's innate divine power, there was no meaning at all whether there was a blade or not, but anyone who was swept away by the wind immediately broke their bones and tendons and flew out upside down.
So as soon as he joined the battlefield, a terrifying breach immediately appeared in the area that had been strangled by the Terran cavalry, and more barbarians followed by frantically tore the gap into a breach.
For a time, the Terran heavy cavalry suffered heavy casualties, but when the cavalry was ordered to retreat, the barbarians were shocked to find that the battlefield situation was not only not developing in their favor, but the combined army ushered in their nightmare.
At the foot of the hillside in the distance, the unbeatable ghostly beasts turned into minced flesh at this time, and after holding out for several minutes with an absolute disadvantage of three to one, they could no longer resist the falling mountain for the barbarians.
Twenty crystal dragons, led by Kunsha, rushed towards them frantically.
The numerical advantage could not compensate for the crushing of the lack of ultimate combat power, whether it was an axe or a chain hammer, or a crossbow spear in the hands of the cyclops, at most it could only leave a shallow white mark on the crystal dragons, but the sharp dragon teeth and sharp claws and the heavy tail of the dragon could not even resist the giant shield in the hands of the ogre.
Twenty crystal dragons are like twenty heavy tanks rampaging through the crowd, and every act of biting or stampeding is accompanied by the death of several barbarian warriors, from the lowliest big-eared monsters to the highest cyclops, whose fate is no different from that of grass mustard at this moment.
What's more, the Spartacus warriors who followed closely did not have the slightest idea of soft-heartedness.
Under Ivo's command, the musketeers once again formed three large horizontal formations, following the path opened up by the crystal dragons, and as soon as the barbarian warriors came into range, they immediately fired a volley, and most of the time the barbarians died in the pungent smoke before they could rejoice that they had escaped.
Tariq reorganized the heavy cavalry on the outskirts of the battlefield, only this time he did not charge the enemy again.
According to Mlak's order, the remaining 1,000 knights were divided into 12 hundred-man teams and quickly cruised around the periphery of the battlefield.
"Retreat! My lord! There is no hope for this kind of battle at all, while the army is still not damaged, we will retreat to the Beit League, and ask Lord Tanan for help while holding on, we will have a chance!"
The disgraced Rumba suddenly rushed to Bango's side and shouted at him, he had been sent early in the morning to assist the Wolf Cavalry in the charge, and he did not witness York's death, but Bango's relationship with York was well known, and as the highest-ranking captain on the battlefield, his orders were equivalent to York's own orders.
It stands to reason that although Rumba is only a battle mage with the army, his observation is quite keen, although the barbarian army has not yet shown obvious defeat, but if this group of crystal dragons continues to wreak havoc, the entire battlefield will soon be chaotic into a plate of scattered sand, and when the time comes, it will be a real nightmare for each of them to fight and make no sense.
The only way is to immediately retreat to the city and wait for help, or do everything possible to subdue these crystal dragons, but even the most brainless big-eared monsters know that the second way is undoubtedly whimsical.
Even the ghost beasts had been torn apart, and what were they going to do to stop the monsters? By magic? Don't forget that the lightning bolt that had condensed all of his mental power just now had just tilted one of the heads.
What's more, there is a known existence in the enemy's army that surpasses the red-robed archmage, and Rumba can't have the courage to fight against it no matter what.
However, after hearing Rumba's suggestion, Bango only snorted coldly, and then rushed forward two steps forward and swept away the Terran cavalry who rushed to the ground and wanted to mend the sword.
In midair, blood was spilled like rain.
Not to mention the deep friendship between him and York, who is also a teacher, friend and brother, how can he quit if he wants to?
If he retreated, wouldn't the enemy's crystal dragon catch up? What about those terrifying firearms?
When the space at the city gate is even narrower, and the army is crowded together, will they not be trapped in the cemetery for life?
He didn't reply to Rumba's shouts, but instead strode towards the crystal dragon closest to him, and in this case, he had to fight or not.
Only death.
With a muffled thud, the heavy horse chopping knife slashed hard at the crystal dragon's back, and the huge strength coupled with the destruction of the fighting spirit immediately caused a crack as fine as a spider's web where the knife fell.
The crystal dragon let out a furious roar from the sky, and then a dragon tail slammed into Bango's back, but unexpectedly, the six-meter-tall cyclops had a dexterity that did not match his size at all.
"Roar, roar, roar!"
Bango's behavior instantly greatly stimulated the fighting spirit of the barbarian army behind him, and the most important thing to confirm to the soldiers was that these crystal dragons were not invincible, and after the overwhelming battle cry, more than a dozen cyclops quickly stepped forward to support Bango, while the rest of the people rushed towards the ranks of Terran musketeers under the leadership of the captain.
Unfortunately, there is more than one crystal dragon, and Bango's actions have certainly aroused the morale of the barbarians, but at the same time, they have also angered an existence that he cannot afford to provoke.
Kunsha.
With the importance that the Crystal Dragon Queen attaches to her clan, any slightest injury is enough to completely anger her, not to mention that Ban Ge is now leading a dozen cyclops up and down to besiege the lone crystal dragon.
The tremor felt from the ground became more and more intense, and all the barbarians within a radius of five hundred meters centered on Bango's standing point felt a heavy pressure envelop their hearts.
Not only that, but an inexplicable force not only made them unable to take any further steps, but instead suppressed their bodies to keep moving closer to the source of the earthquake, even if they tried their best to control their bodies, they couldn't even take half a step back.
A mad and murderous mood began to arise from the deepest part of the heart, and then quickly merged into the blood and occupied their whole body, but what was even more strange was that in the process, everyone felt that the power was constantly flowing out of their bodies.
It's like countless invisible suckers suddenly sprouting into the air around them, frantically devouring their power while constantly urging them to die.
The yoke of war.
"Rumba!"
In the fierce battle, Ban Ge suddenly turned around and let out a loud roar, he also felt that kind of change, but because the level of fighting spirit was the highest, he was the least affected, and at the first time he thought that the mage of the enemy army had cast some large-scale mental magic, so he immediately asked Rumba to provide spell support for the army.
However, at this time, Rumba was suffering words.
The fierce battle has lasted until now, he has not stopped for a moment, although the name is that he is a battle mage, but that little magic reserve is not even as much as his fighting spirit, if there is enough time to grow, he may be able to grow into a great general, but now that even his battle mage group has been completely dispersed by the crystal dragon group, where does he have enough magic power to support such a wide range of spell casting?
And even if he had magic power, he wouldn't be able to do what Bango wanted, because the shackles of war are not magic, they are legendary alchemy treasures that have been integrated into her crystal nucleus by Stephen since Kunsha's birth, and if you want to resist or crack it, you must at least have the level of legend.
How many levels is Rumba?
Kunsha seems to be even bigger.
After devouring the soul of Chief Deadpool Roland, she actually began to grow again, although it didn't seem obvious at the moment, but it made her break through the height of twenty-five meters, so when this huge mountain-like shadow hung overhead, even Bango felt that his heart was a little sluggish and he had trouble breathing.
"Die. ”
It was like a brief syllable colliding between the dragon's teeth, and when this sound came, Bangor felt that a mountain was pressing down on him, and the huge dragon's tail had not yet reached his body, and the strong energy that drove him felt that his bones were a little unbearable and let out a squeaky moan.
It's not just pure strength, when Kunsha's attack hit, Bange was horrified and found that the space around him seemed to be frozen, obviously there was nothing there, but he just couldn't make any dodge movements, in desperation, he could only shout violently, and then dragged his horse angrily with both hands, and fiercely met the dragon tail that fell off his head.
"Boom!"
As a result, it was not surprising that Ban Ge flew upside down like a broken kite, and the blood spilled along the way outlined a terrifying blood path on the ground, and when he landed, he directly spurted out a few mouthfuls of blood, and even small pieces of broken internal organs appeared in the dark red blood stains that were annihilated on the ground.
Even so, he was not dead, but as he struggled to his rise from the ground, the furious battle in his eyes was no longer visible, replaced by an unspeakable fear.
Kunsha didn't pursue, but behind her, the nineteen crystal dragons, along with the one that had been wounded by Bango, roared and rushed over, and the blood-soaked wasteland was once again covered by dust.
In the distance, the pace of the musketeers was heard.
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