This kind of thing that makes others be beaten but can't fight back is simply the favorite of the eagles, and the character of bullying the weak and fearing the hard has almost penetrated into their bone marrow; after each person threw a few bombs, they even figured out the essence of throwing bombs, and became more and more obscene. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

They no longer threw down at the same time in unison, but staggered the time, making the iron ball bombs above the heads of the magician phalanx endless, like a never-ending torrential rain in the sky.

This makes it even more tricky for the mages to deal with, and they have to keep the output up in order to form an effective barrier overhead to keep the deadly things out.

The magic power of their physical strength was rapidly consumed, but they didn't dare to stop the spell casting action in their hands at all, and they didn't even dare to slow down a little, and the only thing they were looking forward to at this time was that the production of this cheating iron ball bomb was not very large.

These iron ball bombs were enough of a headache, and the black dragons that circled over the phalanx from time to time opened their eyes wide and looked for an opportunity, believing that if there was a single negligence, or if the barrier was a little thinner, they would swoop down and spit out the hot dragon breath.

Finally, the speed and power of casting magic in the area at the edge of the phalanx have decreased significantly, which is also a helpless thing, the magicians in this area are all among the two thousand people, the group with relatively poor strength, and the magic reserves in their bodies are naturally relatively small.

After a long spell cast, the magic power in their bodies was almost consumed by now, and then dozens of iron ball bombs luckily passed through the thinning protective barrier and fell into the crowd of mages at the edge of the phalanx.

"Boom, boom!" The dozens of iron ball bombs exploded continuously, and thousands of pieces of shrapnel splashed wildly in this small area.

The mages in the middle of it, the magic shields on their bodies crumbled under the impact of shrapnel, and finally in the shocked expressions of a dozen magic weapons, the magic shields on their bodies suddenly broke, and then the flying shrapnel pierced them like blood gourds.

The mages who have always been pampered and pampered, where have they usually suffered inhuman suffering, those who were directly killed by the explosion were fine, and a few seriously injured and not dead screamed sharply, and the miserable screams were clearly visible even in the continuous explosions, which made the surrounding mages even more frightened.

Wind Legend gritted his teeth, and several small wind blades were used in succession, killing these miserable mage wounded, no longer allowing them to continue to affect the already low morale, and the battle that did not know when it would stop made Perian also stingy in calculating the use of magic power.

Master Perrian's Super Wind Blade is indeed cool and powerful, but the magic power required is not low, it doesn't matter in normal times, and now this moment when you want to break a point of magic power in half is definitely not usable.

Suddenly, Perian was pleasantly surprised to find that the iron ball bombs that kept falling overhead had actually stopped, and an incredible thought rose from his mind: "Their bombs have finally run out." ”

At this moment, many mages and uncles could hardly hold back their tears.

But the iron-like facts proved that they were just wishful thinking, and more than thirty eagle-like men with good strength who looked like officers moved their hands, and a small basket full of iron ball bombs appeared in their hands, and then they were picked up by those who threw empty iron ball bombs.

Thirty or so spatial rings, even if they are all small-capacity, the number of bombs contained in them is not something that these mages who are about to run out of magic power can bear.

"In the name of one of the three commanders, my legendary warlock Deboraya ordered all the troops directly under the Magic Guild to immediately launch a full-army assault on the Iron Collar Line, rush in and burn the city, and kill everyone in sight. "Faced with the threat of death, the crazy old witch gave such an incredible order.

In fact, after the black dragon and the harpy appeared, they pressed the mage troops that were originally hanging to the ground and rubbed hard, and the mercenary troops stopped all attacks and withdrew from the attack range of the musketeers of the defensive line like a tide.

Then the militia behind the line did not have any intention of chasing at all, and even the artillerymen stopped firing trebuchets and ballistas, and they all raised their heads and looked at the air with extremely shocked expressions, the air army summoned by Lord Modo like a cheat.

The 70,000 infantry and more than 30,000 cavalry directly under the same magician guild stayed in place honestly, in fact, if they hadn't left these mages like this, they would have run away if they had no good fruit to eat when they went back, and now they regretted their decision to stay where they were.

The fool could also see that Deboraya was sending them to death, and then using the pressure of their frantic attack on the Iron Lord's defense line to attract the harpys in the air back to support, so as to achieve the goal of giving them the mage master a chance to evacuate.

The army directly under the Wizards' Guild of more than 100,000 people was in a commotion, and there was a great sense of mutiny, but then the legendary warlock Deboraya's compassionate words made them completely honest: "Think about your family members living in Veney City, if you don't obey the order, I will inform the Speaker and let them all spend the rest of their lives in the slave camp in the future." ”

The commotion subsided in an instant, and as the natives of Winnie City, how could they not know that the slave camp was not much better than hell, and countless cries of grief and indignation roared, and then they launched a haphazard assault on the Iron Lord's line with a mortal heart.

The stupid mercenaries, while getting out of the way with sympathy, didn't even say hello at all, and under the leadership of their respective regiment commanders, they quickly retreated in the direction they came, and they didn't even plan to ask for a reward.

"This old lady is really ruthless!" Mo Duo snorted, admiring the ruthlessness of being able to force more than 100,000 people to die and earn a way to survive.

Then he told the crazy woman that her ridiculous struggle was completely useless, and he ordered loudly: "The militia brigade is full of fire, the slave flying legion will leave a thousand men and the black dragon brigade to drag the mage troops for me, and the remaining two thousand men will bombard the charging infantry and cavalry." ”

Then, with the support of the two thousand Harpies who were constantly charging the crowd and dropping the Iron Ball Bombs, the Iron Collar's defense line was impregnable, and even if there were only a thousand Harpies throwing bombs overhead, the sad magicians found that they still couldn't move an inch.