The warriors of Morosa swept down the walls like a mudslide. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info three arrow-shaped battle formations of the Illyrian city-state coalition army, one front and two back like Aquaman tridents, slamming into it fiercely.

At the moment of contact, the dragon tooth soldiers in front instantly burst out of their potential, smashing the enemy's strongest temple warrior into the air, and the bronze weapons exchanged fierce blows, making a piercing hiss, the crisp sound of bones breaking, and the flesh and blood splashed everywhere.

The elites of both sides converged, and the quickly glued forward lines staggered, and everyone fell into the chaos of fighting on their own. Fortunately, in the blink of an eye, the opponent's dragon tooth soldiers were killed, and a triangular battle formation was quickly formed, making the front line gradually clear.

The main attacking warrior with a sword in both hands went all the way forward without any scruples, and the two auxiliaries holding a sword and shield and a spear shield concentrated on guarding the left and right flanks of the battle formation, with bayonet spears in distant attacks and sharp swords in close combat.

The temple warriors of Morosa were constantly advancing and piercing through them, and the noble warriors were even more unbearable, unable to resist the strength of the dragon's fangs comparable to the giant bears, and even their random punches could smash the iron-clad wooden shields.

Lu Bin followed the progress of the battle through the Bird of Paradise: "Before the Trident's formation completely collapsed, the sharpest forward penetrated the opponent's loose forward, which is the best proof that organized defeated unorganized. Orpheus, you must remember that war on earth is completely different from that of the underworld, and with the same military strength, a disciplined battle formation can easily crush a scattered enemy. ”

The commander of the coalition forces was originally unimpressed by this, but when he saw the soldiers provided by the other city-states of Illyria on the two wings of the Trident battle formation, with their thick formation, they dragged the enemy's temple warriors forward and put the opponent in a desperate situation of being surrounded by enemies on all sides, and were stabbed to death by a dozen spears and short spears, he nodded lightly in understanding.

After cutting through the enemy's loose formation, the Dragon's Tooth Soldiers turned around and began to divide and surround the remnants, and the numerical advantage was continuously magnified. Even a samurai blessed by the gods faced attacks from all directions, and just six people made them lose sight of one or the other.

The despair of the temple warrior before his death erupted, at most dragging the people around him into the water, not hurting a few enemies, but causing damage to his own people, and the already worsening battle was even worse.

Some people could not bear such heavy casualties, and decided to give up their weapons and surrender with their hands raised, but unfortunately, the commander of the coalition forces, Orpheus, knew Lu Bin's will, and would never accept anyone's surrender at least until the Temple warriors were slaughtered.

Therefore, he did not raise his left hand for a long time and gave the order to surrender and take prisoners, and the one-sided battle soon came to an end. The rulers of Morossa, seeing that if they continued and the essence would be lost, they immediately abandoned their principles and ordered their trebuchets to attack in part of the enemy.

Smaller than the Illyrian Coalition's trebuchets, a triangular wooden frame and pole, and a small number, less than half as much at best, it can also throw deadly rocks.

The twenty-four "miniature" trebuchets of the city-state of Morosa dealt a big blow to the coalition formation, which became more and more vigorous after closing, and was hit by dozens of pounds of rocks falling from the sky, and no one was bound to die, and the body was like crunchy limestone, which was torn apart in the blink of an eye, and even if it was grazed by the falling rock, it was a broken tendon.

Fortunately, the elite soldiers are as sharp as the dragon's tooth soldiers, and they are extremely sensitive to danger, and their dynamic vision of ordinary people in the Yuan Dynasty can even catch the trajectory of falling rocks in advance, and they have enough time to make defensive actions to avoid dangerous attacks that are equally fatal to them.

When the commander of the coalition forces, Orpheus, saw that the overall situation had been decided, and the other party dared to resist stubbornly, raised his right hand high, and slashed down fiercely, and then the reserves behind him quickly erected blood-colored banners, smashing bones, and harvesting souls, facing the gentle morning breeze, waving undulatingly.

"Banner of Blood!!Orpheus was so mad that he ordered the slaughter of the city. ”

Five hundred soldiers of the reserve, carrying twenty specially built extended siege ladders, rushed through the trebuchet array, and quickly approached the wall that had been smashed out of the gaps and fissures.

Lu Bin saw the sky full of morning glow through the eyes of the Bird of Bliss Helmet, and there was an ominous blood: "This city-state is almost over, will the gods who protect mortals come?" I can't help but look forward to it, it's best to come to a holy mountain god who is strong enough." ”

His wish was soon fulfilled, the city-state of Morosa was the main town of the Morosian tribe in the north, and the Illyrian coalition army continued to move south, all along the river, a dozen city-states located in the plains and hills, with no geographical advantage at all, and no dangerous position to handle.

Therefore, Dionysus, the god of wine who sheltered Epirus, did not want to see the barbarians of Illyria destroy his inheritance on the earth, lest the flames of war should burn the soil of the faith.

The gods of the sacred mountain are not mortals who rest on their laurels, since the appearance of unexpected gods, they have also learned to be wise, know how to condense doppelgangers, and then descend on the earth, in order to reduce consumption, even use mortal bodies as containers.

The last of the Templar warriors on the battlefield, who had been watching his falling companions and was determined to defend his dignity with his death, immediately regained his faith when he heard the voice of Dionysus, a binge-drinking, and opened his mind and body to bear the descent of the gods of the Holy Mountain.

In an instant, an extremely dangerous aura appeared out of thin air, the breastplate belonging to the temple warrior, revealing a golden flame of light from the inside out, and the vigorous vitality gave birth to vines on the ground, entanglement of nearby enemies with great spirituality, but avoiding their own noble warriors.

The temple warrior casually pinched a vine and turned it into a vine cane with a pine cone hanging from it, and a clear rain of light erupted from the top, quickly healing the nearby warriors, the wound healed at a speed visible to the eye, the sluggish morale was swept away in an instant, and the remaining soldiers were filled with fearless courage.

Lu Bin looked at the movement that Dionysus, the god of wine, could create, and couldn't help but want to laugh: "Orpheus, as the commander of the Illyrian coalition and the strongest hero on our side, dare to swing his sword at the god on the opposite side?"

Orpheus didn't make a sound, just turned over and dismounted, and personally led the last of the overseers, the elite of the coalition composed of dragon's tooth soldiers, and rushed towards the battlefield where the overall situation had been decided but there were signs of recurrence.

"Good!"

Lu Bin smiled with satisfaction, and then he used Orpheus as the coordinates, and without hesitation, he performed the unmistakable teleportation technique, tearing open a spatial gap, and then crossed the barrier of distance and quietly appeared on the battlefield.

"Spread out!" Orpheus strode wildly, each step ten times the distance of ordinary people, and in just ten breaths, he appeared on the edge of the battlefield, and with a loud shout, the people who stood in front of him dispersed.

After all, Dionysus, the god of wine who descended into the mortal body, brought unprecedented coercion, and many people who were not firm enough in their beliefs couldn't help but want to kneel down to him, but fortunately, Orpheus appeared, so that these people did not lose face.

The Dragontooth Soldiers were the first group of people to wake up, after all, the bloodline was inherited from the strongest snake-footed giant, and the smell of the gods was simply known by smelling it. Wrestling with the gods, they were very interested in this, but they knew that the other party was the main god of the holy mountain, and they were separated from each other by a certain distance, and they went up to fight just to send them to death, which extinguished the fanatical burning war intent in their hearts.

Anyway, the blood-colored battle flag had already been raised, and they stepped on the shoulders of the reserves, and from the trembling siege ladder, they took the lead in attacking the city of Morosa, which was empty.

Orpheus plucked the strings of his soul with all his might, and the war spirit from the underworld appeared to the sound of the harp, brandishing his sharp sword, and slashing at the temple warriors after the arrival of the god of wine.

The sound of his piano can not only create a terrible illusion, but also make people sleep, after experiencing the baptism of the underworld, the lethality is even more extraordinary, and then the Bird of Bliss gives the power of the underworld, and is personally shot by Lu Bin, connected to the dark star of the underworld, and has the strength to kill gods.

Dionysus, the binge-drinking, did not dare to hold it up, and raised his right foot and stepped forward heavily, and the forcible vines weaved a cobweb-like defense in front of him, and pulled the nearby enemy soldiers as hostages.

It's a pity that Orpheus's iron heart is not moved by external objects in the slightest, and the sound of the piano, which is as sharp as a blade, cuts all obstacles in front of him into pieces, including the vines born by divine power.

Immediately afterward, the war spirit from the underworld injected the killing intent that had been tempered thousands of times like a poison into the blade, viciously slashing the temple warrior who was spewing light from the breastplate.