Chapter 573: Fiasco (2)
The words of the commander-in-chief, Lord Usherian, finally reminded the officers and soldiers of the coalition on the battlefield that this was a holy war concerning the lives and deaths of all living beings on the continent, and the gods that all of them believed in were silently watching here. [No pop-ups.]
Suddenly, the morale of the lightly armed troops, mages and archers, began to retreat in an orderly manner, and the heavily armed infantry lowered their shields and raised their spears, finally forming a barely usable defensive line.
Seeing this, Utherion's heart suddenly relaxed a little, he knew that he was guilty, and that he was guilty of an unforgivable sin, and that he was a sinner who was ashamed of all living beings on the entire continent.
However, he still hoped that he could withdraw the living forces as much as possible to the starting positions of the six principalities in the rear, and only in this way, relying on the perfect offensive built in half a year, could it be possible to hold the defensive line, and still lock the Burning Legion in this area of the Duchy of Ruiwei.
Otherwise, with the little troops left behind, there would be no resistance at all in the face of such a powerful Burning Legion, and if they failed to be there and stop the Burning Legion, the serious consequences of being flooded by them would not have dared to imagine at all.
As for himself, Utherian knew the wisest and best ending, and that would be to die here today......
After making up his mind, the head of the group finally became calm.
He instructed the paladin, the henchman who had just asked him, "You and your men must withdraw first, remember that you must evacuate successfully, and then tell the Pope for me that I, Utherian, have the great trust of him, and if the temple is not to fall from now on, I must ask the Judge to come out." ”
Such a confession of the aftermath of the words made the confidant paladin stunned for a moment, and in the end, under the repeated urging of the chief commander, he turned around and ran away with a team of knights......
The paladin had just left, and a large number of black dragons had already arrived, above the head where Utherian was.
The place where the commander-in-chief and others are located is where the command center of the army is located, and naturally there are many flags flying, which are as conspicuous as fireflies in the dark, which makes people know at a glance that it is extremely important.
A qí black dragon naturally discovered this, and with the surprise of picking up a big fish, this qí black dragon let out a loud dragon groan, and led more than 20 black dragons under his command, and suddenly swooped down towards Utherian's location.
They had gone through too many battles, and they had already developed an amazing tacit cooperation, and when they were still more than a hundred steps away, they spit out dragon breath almost at the same time, and without exception, they all shrouded the most conspicuous commander.
"Die! demon. Utherian rose from the ground with a dazzling holy light, facing the twenty or so black dragons, and his hard dragon breath rushed into the dragons, even if he was spit out by nearly half of the dragon breath at the same time, the protective holy light around his body was only slightly dimmed.
Then, as the head of the super powerhouse, for the first time, he displayed all his strength in front of everyone's eyes.
I saw that when his two-handed swords danced, the dazzling holy light shining on the blade of the sword was almost so bright that people couldn't open their eyes, and everyone who was forcibly closed for a while could only hear the terrible screams of the black dragon, and the pungent smell of the dragon's blood with the smell of sulfur that suddenly lingered on the tip of his nose.
After dozens of breaths, Utherian slowly fell from the sky before everyone within miles of the vicinity could open their eyes.
Suddenly surprised to find that around the position where the original low-altitude commander was fighting, several black dragons covered in injuries were desperately afraid of beating their wings and fleeing from this most terrifying place in all directions.
The other dozen or so black dragons continued to fall from the sky, each of which made a loud muffled noise and stirred up dust in the sky.
Such a bombardment scene suddenly made the coalition troops who witnessed this scene on the battlefield cheer loudly, and they loudly cheered the name of the commander-in-chief, and their morale began to slowly rise again.
In their hearts, a little confidence finally rose again: the powerful air force of the Burning Legion seemed to be nothing more than that......
In the midst of the huge cheers, the head of the regiment stepped on the ground with his feet, and he suddenly raised his two-handed greatsword full of mottled dragon blood in his hand high, intending to take the opportunity to say something again and raise the morale of the coalition soldiers even more.
But at this moment, he suddenly felt a faint coolness rise between his neck, and then he saw the most bizarre scene in his life: the surrounding coalition soldiers were still cheering loudly, but this cheering was completely the feeling of not being able to stop the car and taking advantage of the trend.
Because along with these cheers, they seemed to see something terrible happening, and the face full of horror mixed with cheers, it looked extremely weird.
Then he saw his majestic body, standing there straight, still holding his sword up with one hand, but his head seemed to have lost its track, and the section between his neck was so smooth.
The last thing he saw was an Oriental man dressed in a strange, loose robe, who seemed to be quite old, and his face was sickly pale.
At this time, the oriental man was appearing in the middle of the Chinese army with an indescribable ghostly high speed, and under the swing of the strange long knife in his hand, several people were killed in every blink of an eye;
"This little oriental dwarf must have been hiding in a hole in the ground for a long time. "This is the last thought of the head of the head flying high......
Without any warning, it was not even the stealth method of the thieves on the mainland, and suddenly appeared in the Holy War Alliance, the number of Eastern warriors numbered about three hundred, and with their ghostly swords, the barely established defense line was disrupted in an instant.
These diminutive Oriental warriors, with their amazing strength, seemed to have no subordinates below the realm of qí, coupled with their strange body and seemingly invincible swords, they were looking for important officers on the temporary defense line.
With the death of the commander and a large number of officers, the morale that had just been raised was low again, and at this critical moment, the double attack from heaven and earth arrived almost simultaneously.
Like a seemingly sturdy sand castle on the beach, facing a terrifying wave, this temporary line of defense completely collapses when it comes back and forth...... js3v3