The abrupt halt in the pursuit gave the barbarian army time to retreat calmly into the city, and although it was not known what had happened, the security that the thick walls could provide was incomparable to anything in this moment.

However, they were disturbed by the fact that until the heavy iron gates of the stronghold were re-raised, and the walls were once again covered with crowds of human heads, the enemy did not move further, and a strong sense of foreboding began to loom over Bango's mind, but he could do nothing.

Just as the barbarian warriors had regrouped under the reprimand of the captains, several black shadows suddenly rose from the ranks of the enemy army and flew towards the sky above the Beit League at great speed, and at the same time the artillery positions at the rear of the army began to move.

But the barbarians did not dare to react until the hundred cannons were re-advanced to a distance of eight hundred meters below the city, a distance that was even two hundred meters higher than the original one, but still outside the attack range of the strongest Cyclops.

The war seems to have returned to its original posture of being beaten passively, but the barbarians are having a terrible nightmare.

Not only did they lose tens of thousands of comrades and battle mage captains, but they also lost their supreme commanders - the news of York's death could not be kept under hold for long, and when the remnants of the defeated army returned to the city, the news spread like a plague among the soldiers, and then put another layer of frost on the morale of the already fallen to the bottom.

Fortunately, Bango's appeal in the barbarian army was still solid, and the fate of the great enemy was uncertain, and it was only with the efforts of the captains that the great panic was temporarily suppressed.

But if it goes on like this, it's only a matter of time before the fear flares up again.

Just when the barbarians on the city walls were completely enveloped in an aura of panic, the defenders stationed in the west of the city finally arrived, led by the lieutenant general Faman.

Admiral Zunyok ordered him to drain almost all of the manpower of the West City, and although the reinforcements of 10,000 people were not enough to give them a chance of victory, if they were just to warm up, it would undoubtedly reassure these barbarian warriors who had just withdrawn from the battlefield.

It was only after hearing the news of York's death that Faman's face was also covered with a thick haze.

It stands to reason that when Farman arrived, he should have taken over the military command of the Beit League, but he only exchanged a military salute with Bango as an equal, and the people around him didn't think there was anything wrong.

In addition to Bango's martial prowess being well-known in the barbarian army, there is also a little bit of Farman's own caution here.

According to the wartime laws set by the barbarian hero Tanan, even if there is only one person left in the battle, the supreme commander must stick to the battlefield, but the others are not bound by this rule, and when it is necessary to break through or retreat strategically, he even has the power to make his own decisions as a lieutenant.

This is actually the most fundamental reason why he is willing to give up command, since the Battle of Wall Peak, the barbarian army is no longer as indomitable as before, more people with active brains have begun to occupy high positions in the army, and it is natural that some things that will never happen in the past, such as fighting for power and escaping, have also begun to gradually occur, although there are not many things happening now, but even Tanan himself is powerless to prevent the quality called cunning from spreading in his army.

Just as the barbarians in the city of Beit League had finished assembling and waiting anxiously for the coming storm, the sea eagles that had been hovering at the top of the cliff suddenly and quickly left, but it did not take long for them to bring with them a black cloud, and at the head of that dark cloud was the largest crystal dragon.

It's Lear's motto to do it or not to do it, so when he blessed Kunsha with flying thaumaturgy and descended on the heads of the barbarians with hundreds of sea eagles, the end of the defenders of the city was also up.

"In the name of the dragon god Asha, the dragon of fire that roams the void, the ruler of rage and destruction, I beg you to spread your wings and descend upon this land with the fire of karma, hellfire, and endless fire, and burn all the evil of this troubled world and turn everything into nothingness. ”

"Void Fire Rain!"

As the incantation in his mouth ended, a terrifying crack was suddenly torn in the quiet sky, as if an indescribably powerful being suddenly opened its eyes from the distant universe, and the terrifying will made Kunsha's body tremble a little.

Thankfully, the will didn't stay on the scene for long, but when the will that suppressed like a mountain and the immobile will of the people disappeared, the real hell began to appear.

Hundreds of pillars of fire suddenly rushed out of the void crack at the same time, and then fell into the city of the Beit League in a world-destroying posture.

The fierce white flames instantly turned the wide street connecting the east and west cities into an impassable sea of fire, and the white flames tumbled and crashed like a terrifying mudslide pouring down from a high mountain, but all the creatures and dead things swept by the flames turned into pieces of fly ash that nourished the fire tide in an instant.

Lear did not directly attack the barbarians who were looking at his feet, he had only one goal, and that was to make the people of the city retreat, and when he had finished cutting the two cities, the real attack began to fall on the barbarians.

Thousands of packets of explosives tied to the rectangular and covered with thin iron sheets were dropped from the backs of the eagles hovering over the Beit League, and at Lear's request that the warriors on each eagle's back carry at least three or more packets of explosives at their backs.

The length of the lead was calculated early in the morning, and there was no possibility of being trampled or thrown away after being thrown down, so when the fifteen hundred explosive packets condensed into a terrifying cloud of fire above the barbarian's head due to a chain explosion, the shock wave caused even Lear's robe, which was hundreds of meters deep, was shocked and hunted.

The furious shockwave twisted into a visible ripple in the air, and the invisible force slammed into the barbarian warriors, causing them to be hammered in an instant.

It was as if a giant claw stretched out from the void and shattered the entire battlefield into countless unique spaces, and then those spaces collided and squeezed each other, making the barbarian warriors in it feel as if they were being torn apart by countless huge whirlpools at the same time, and even the bodies of the toughest ogres in the flesh were unnaturally distorted, and most of those orcs and big-eared monsters directly spit out their internal organs.

However, what is even more terrifying is the fire that follows, if the strength of the constitution can also affect the survival rate under the shockwave, then the berserk fire python is equal to all living things.

Although it is not as good as blocking the void karmic fire in the east and west cities, the waves of fire that are surging layer upon layer are also devouring life at a terrifying speed.

From the city square as the starting point to the city gate, the area where Ilore chose to drop the explosives package is densely populated, the rough architectural style of the barbarians doomed them to have no fire prevention measures, coupled with the dry and water-scarce climate of the wild highlands, so as soon as the fire python showed a hideous momentum, it immediately spread into a huge fire dragon, wreaking havoc everywhere and at the same time, there was a faint tendency to connect with the wall of karmic fire that blocked the two cities.

"Extinguish the fire!"

Finally realizing that something was wrong, Farman began to yell hysterically, if the fire was allowed to spread like this, let alone defend the city, even the escape passage under the central square would be mercilessly burned, and his fate would be the same as that of everyone present in the flames.

However, after a long time of his order, none of the soldiers around him carried it out, and it was only after a while that he realized a fatal problem - there was no water.

The few deep wells that the Byth Alliance had were a little stretched to provide for the soldiers of the garrison, and the location of those wells was even more desperate—between the two cities, it was the place where the Void Karmic Fire had completely covered at this time.

Thankfully, soon Faman no longer had to worry about the lack of water, and after the sea eagle herd hovering over the Beit League left, the hundred artillery pieces under the city let out a neat roar.

With the help of artillery fire and the wind of the Gobi, the fire in the city of the Beit League instantly swelled to the point of being out of control, and the raging sea of fire had been connected into a whole piece from the initial scattered places, even if the ancestors of the barbarians suddenly rained down at this moment, they could not save their fate from being consumed by the flames.

"Break through! Break out immediately!" In this case, Farman could no longer care about who would be in command, and if he hesitated, all the people would be killed in the fire.

Under his command, the barbarian warriors finally regrouped into array, with the reinforcements from the west city as the vanguard, and the defenders of the east city followed closely behind, rushing towards the city gate like crazy, completely forgetting that they had fled into the city in the same posture just now.

However, when the heavy hinges ceased and the drawbridge was lowered again, an irrepressible sense of despair began to spread through the back of the barbarians.

Nineteen crystal dragons surrounded the narrow city gate in an arc, and behind those terrifying creatures, thousands of black muzzles and cold crossbow arrows had locked onto them.

Farman may not have known the power of these crystal dragons and musketeers, but Bangor in the back of the battle did know it firsthand, and it was only then that he finally understood why the enemy would let them retreat into the city without hindrance.

From the very beginning, the commander-in-chief of the enemy army was determined to burn them like weeds.

So vicious!

"Bang bang!"

Except for the crystal dragons blocking the road did not move, the musketeers and crossbowmen attacked as soon as the barbarians appeared, and the whistling iron beads and sharp crossbow arrows ruthlessly fell into the crowded formation of the barbarians, piercing the throat and heart, shattering the eyeballs and faces, and the order they received was not to let even a fly escape from the Beit League, so the death hand was naturally merciless.

The formation could not be spread out in the narrow space, and even the ogre's giant shield could not withstand the attack from the entire half-arc, and after paying the price of hundreds of lives, Farman finally reluctantly ordered to retreat to the city, and then paid the price of dozens of big-eared monsters and five ogres when he twisted the drawbridge.

In fact, even if they didn't pull up the drawbridge, the Spartacus warriors would not rush in, and when it came to carrying out orders, Lear's army could be described as uncompromising.

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