One of the Praetorian Guard warriors screamed, his armor and chest sliced by the blade of a spear, and his companion was smashed into the skull with a flail before his companion could scream.

Soldiers are dying everywhere, and no matter what tactical arrangements their captains make, they can't change this cruel fact.

Although General Mei Diqi, who led the various flag teams, rushed forward in the front, the soldiers of the Praetorian Guard slowly walked towards the end of being slaughtered. The Abyssal Heavy Cavalry did not leave them a chance to breathe, constantly storming the Praetorian Guard's line.

You know, they're not mercenaries just for Silver Kate. As professional soldiers of Medici, honor and responsibility make it impossible for them to retreat.

"Is that mage ready?"

Holding his belly up, the Medici general, who was familiar with the dragon Pashaqis, also came to this battlefield, and he couldn't help but feel a little anxious as he watched his young men fall in pieces: "To stop the demons, you can't just rely on the warriors to fill the hole with their lives. ”

Unlike the noble mages who were busy preparing spells, the Iron Knights wasted no time. Although they have almost razed the Lingang District, the hope of destruction is still not satisfied.

The demons roared excitedly, their voices filled with ecstasy and anticipation, and their eyes greedily fixed on the team led by the pot-bellied general in front of them—a large group of prey, like a bloodthirsty hungry wolf seeing a lamb to the slaughter.

Just now, this group of abyssal heavy cavalry had completed a charge, and now they were about to regroup and charge again.

Their tactics are like blacksmiths striking an anvil with a heavy hammer, in order to flatten their opponents on the ground in one fell swoop.

"Archers ready!" shouted one of the officers.

Nearly a hundred longbows were aimed in mid-air at the same time. The pot-bellied general raised his hand high and stared at the Iron Rider who was gradually starting and approaching......

Then put your hand down.

The rain of arrows flew towards the demons like screaming banshees, with a hissing sound that broke through the air.

Those demons are also bloody, and even though they know that there may be some pain after being hit by the arrow, the minions of the Iron Rider Demon Leader Pajon still do not stop, bent on putting these weak creatures to death.

Those demons were also flesh and blood, and one of the Iron Riders Demon Shun, who was set on fire because of rushing ahead, was instantly shot into a hornet's nest and struggled to fall to the ground.

With so many arrows stuck in his body, the unlucky demon couldn't even lie flat on the ground.

But the enemy stepped over the corpses, not paying any attention to the casualties of his companions, and drooling as he roared and approached the line of the Pharaoh's Praetorian Guard.

"Damn!" the potbelly general cursed in a low voice, "quick, get ready to fire another salvo!"

The archers immediately drew their longbows, and the commanders in charge of these long-range units did not hesitate to give the order to release the arrows.

The demon army has been bloodied by a new round of death rain, but this time the effect is much less than before.

As they charged, they used spells to summon a number of giant irise-tailed shields and set up formations to cover each other.

"Those demons are definitely not brainless beasts," muttered a senior sergeant, who, as a melee unit, must lead his men to stand at the front of the ranks of archers against the ferocious Ironhoof, "they're learning too fast!"

The big-bellied general, who was standing right behind the senior sergeant, frowned similarly, but ignored his subordinates' words. "All the archers are back and aim for the enemy's inner circle!

"Your Excellency!" shouted a black-robed mage, "Will you allow me to ......?"

"When is it, mage, did you just think of a backup? ”

The general was full of complaints about the obsidian council mage who had been preparing spells for too long, so the anger was transferred to the other mages.

However, he gave an affirmative answer, and with the approval of the military commander, the black-robed mages who came with the army to exterminate the demons were also free to do so.

The black-robed mage narrowed his eyes, muttered words in his mouth, and waved his palm down as if he had grasped something.

The ground in the path of the Iron Rider suddenly exploded, and the demon soldiers seemed to be bombarded by a heavy stone cannon. The dust covered their bodies, and the rubble from the cracking of the street splattered on them, making a "crackling" crash.

The archers took advantage of the situation to pursue, and in an instant, completed two or three volleys.

However, the dust also prevented the archers from aiming and prevented them from gathering fire against one of the Iron Knights, so the opponent took some damage, but did not suffer any battle damage.

"Looks like we're going to have to get hand-to-hand again. ”

The old big belly of the battle formation immediately noticed this, so he ordered: "You few continue to stay in the back row, and you must use spells to contain the enemy! Now it's up to you to ......."

The black-robed mage bowed his head at General Mei Diqi.

"Thank you, sir. ”

"Don't thank me, mage...... This is a terrible truth. ”

With that, the pot-bellied general urged his mount to gallop forward, rushed to the middle of the warriors, drew his scythe, and raised it high.

The cast-iron triangular pyramid on the wheels of the blade chariot spun rapidly, and bravely took the lead, rushing out of the battle formation from diagonally behind.

In order to prevent fear of demonic aura, the riders smeared a special alchemical potion on the nose of the six-legged horses pulling the cart in advance, so that they could be in a more excited state and run faster for a short time.

Each chariot was accompanied by two people, and in addition to the rider, a Praetorian Guard soldier was next to him, who was responsible for holding the crescent-shaped curved spear mounted on a stand with both hands, so as to deal slashing damage on the enemy.

For a moment, the car was sparkling and the horses neighed. More than a dozen bladed chariots filled the streets, and they had no choice but to divide into three rows and rush towards the demons who had just come out of the dust.

The infantry followed, forming a familiar boar formation, covering the attack in a hoar-surging manner.

Behind them are the longbowed archers, ready to rain arrows again.

When he first came into contact with the Iron Knight, the Praetorian Guard suffered heavy casualties, and it took a lot of effort for the big belly to integrate the army. However, the effort always paid off, and after order was restored, the Pharaoh's Praetorian Guard finally began to show true combat qualities.

This is a typical sabotage battle launched by the Medici army, and it should be opened.

The six-legged horse, coated with a special alchemical potion, dared to let out a neighing in the face of demons, and the archers released their bowstrings in time when the bladed chariot approached the Iron Rider.

The two Iron Knights in the front row, who had to dodge the arrows falling from their heads and be careful of the spears sticking out of the blade chariot, were disrupted for a while, so they failed to detect the three-edged pyramid, which was very dangerous when spinning at high speed, and at the same time very hidden.

The rider drove the bladed chariot and staggered past the two iron knights.

Although two chariots were unable to dodge and were smashed to pieces by the swinging central chain flail, the spinning triangular pyramid sliced through the calves of the Iron Rider without hindrance.