Chapter Seventy-Two: Akram's Strength

Once they are on the offensive, the mercenaries' excellent fighting qualities are revealed.

Sixteen mercenaries lined up in four columns, with four sword and shield bearers armed with shields in front and covering the tomahawk and archers behind.

Two scouts armed with crossbows and crossbows circled the camp from both sides, one on the left and one on the right, and their task was to attack on both flanks.

And Eke walked at the forefront with his head held high with his tomahawk on his shoulder, and having soul armor made him not afraid of the attack of bows and crossbows or even primary spells, which was naturally the core and soul of the entire team.

Eck's side has an absolute numerical advantage, and if all the mounts are present, then he will definitely use the Iron Cavalry Charge method to achieve a quick victory.

Now that you have lost your mount, with the opponent having a mage, it is the safest tactic to advance slowly step by step.

After all, most of these mercenaries have followed him for many years, and he doesn't want to pay the price of casualties.

Eck's tactics were undoubtedly correct, but the worst thing was that the information he received from Wald and the intermediaries was not very accurate.

Level 3 Mage, that was Akran level two days before the New Year.

Now he is a fourth-level high-level mage!

Staring at the slowly approaching enemy under the gentle slope not far away, the young magician smiled coldly and waved the staff in his hand lightly.

The light flashed, and the two spells of arrow protection and perception enhancement were immediately blessed by him on his body.

These two low-level spells, the former can help him defend himself against the fire of ordinary level arrows, while the latter allows him to maintain a keen sense of perception.

An obscure incantation muttered from his mouth, the mage's eyes darkened, and a fiery ball of fire formed on the head of his staff.

"Fireball!"

The mage suddenly let out a low shout, and the staff pointed straight forward, and the huge fireball immediately flew out in the direction he was pointing, as fast as a feather arrow!

The fireball containing terrifying energy made a whirring sound, cutting through the dark night sky and leaving a long red trail, which was extremely powerful.

In the mercenary team, Ek's face suddenly changed, because this fireball flew straight towards him, and he was surprised by the speed and distance of the attack.

However, this does not mean that this mercenary captain is afraid, the strength of the second-level soul core warrior allows him to maintain enough confidence when facing low-level Terran mages.

In the face of the flying fireball, he did not dodge and swung the battle axe!

Boom!

The fireball was accurately slashed into by the battle axe, and it exploded into countless points of fire, many of which splashed on Ek's body, but all of them were blocked by the soul armor of his protective body.

But that's it! Eke was sure that although Aklan's fireball was far away and fast to look terrifying, its real power was no more than that.

"Speed up and get ready to attack!"

Seeing their captain in full swing, the mercenaries' fighting spirit quickly rose to the extreme, and they shouted loudly and began to run forward.

The four archers at the back of the line rushed some distance and stopped, all of them holding their longbows and unleashing the first wave of attacks.

Whoosh! Whoosh!

Four feathered arrows fired a volley at Akram standing in the carriage - he was the most obvious target.

Akran stood still, at such a distance, the feather arrow was not a threat to him who was blessed with protection, although the marksman was the nemesis of the mage, it also depended on what level of existence.

Smack!

The two feathered arrows landed on Akrand's body, and they were easily bounced away, and he swung his staff, and the magic crystal embedded in the head of the staff once again radiated brilliant brilliance.

A new spell is taking shape.

Rock Hammer with a large shield and two other warriors huddled in the middle of the two carriages, protecting Snowy, and between them was a pile of wound crossbows, but now the enemy's position was still outside the effective range of the crossbows, and several people could only endure for the time being.

During the day, Leon used a crossbow to test fire, determined the approximate attack range, and marked the surroundings, so Rock Hammer and the others knew very well when to strike.

But in addition to Aklan, there is one person who is not idle.

The hammer came out from under the carriage, his longbow in his hand, and a feathered arrow in his mouth.

As the only archer on the team, Firehammer didn't want to waste his abilities, and instead of stepping forward to shoot at enemy archers, he targeted the sneaky mercenary scouts in the other two directions.

Generally speaking, scouts do not engage directly in battle, their task is to observe the enemy's movements, prevent them from escaping, and then engage in pursuit if necessary.

But out of self-confidence, they are a little close to the camp, which dooms the two of them to tragedy!

Seeing the enemy under the gentle slope on the right, the fire hammer jumped from the ground, and the longbow in his hand was drawn in an instant, standing, aiming, and firing!

The scout nearly two hundred paces away had no idea that the deadly attack would come so suddenly, he thought he was very safe, because the enemy was only a few people, and there were not enough people to deal with the main mercenary team in front of him, how could he take care of him?

And reality gave him a merciless mockery, and the feathered arrows that flew down from the hill like meteors hit him in the chest accurately, and the sharp metal arrows instantly penetrated his body!

Stunned, the scout fell to the ground.

Having shot the first scout, Hammer immediately removed the feathered arrow from his mouth and turned around to the other side of the carriage.

The second scout was still in a daze as to his companion's fate.

"Charge!"

On the gentle slope of the front, Eck, who thought he had figured out the strength of his opponent, finally launched a final charge, and a dozen mercenaries scattered in formation and sprinted towards the convoy camp at full speed.

Standing on the roof of the carriage, Akran smiled and blasted a spell that was ready to be fired!

A fireball was launched again, but it was far less powerful than the first fireball, and the most outrageous thing was that its accuracy was also outrageously poor, and it actually fell crookedly down on the grass dozens of paces away.

Ike, who rushed to the front, almost smiled crookedly when he saw it, and his confidence in victory was suddenly full.

The mercenary team he led was less than a hundred paces away from the convoy camp, but the opponent did not have a decent interception attack, and the mercenary captain seemed to see the skirt of the goddess of victory.

But the next moment, he didn't even have time to cry!

The fireball landed on the grass and exploded, and a wall of fire dozens of feet long suddenly rose from the ground, and the fire light produced by the burning light illuminated the surrounding area of hundreds of meters.

If it wasn't just a barrier erected, it was terrifying that the wall of fire would move and press towards the mercenaries at an alarming speed!

How could this be? The firelight illuminated Ek's pale face, he was not an uninformed novice, how could such a powerful range spell be cast by a third-level mage?

Whoosh! Whoosh!

The three Rock Hammers, who were about to suffer internal injuries, finally waited for the best time for them to strike, and with the help of the light of the flames, they used their crossbow arrows to summon the mercenaries scattered on both sides.

A wave of crossbow arrows was fired, and they immediately dropped the crossbow in their hands, turned around and picked up the new crossbow that had been prepared, and continued the second wave of attacks, firing so often that even hunting bows could not be compared.

"Ahh

Five or six mercenaries were shot to the ground continuously, and the terrible screams came and went, and within the effective range of the standard crossbow, even a first-level soul core warrior would not dare to use his body to block the sharp crossbow arrows.

The more unresponsive mercenaries were crushed by the wall of fire that pressed over, and even the samurai holding shields were burned in agony in the scorching flames, and those ordinary mercenaries were even more vulnerable, and several were burned to death on the spot, with many burns.

The only one who could be intact was Ek, who used his soul-condensed battle axe to split through the wall of fire, and relied on his soul armor to resist the flame sputter.

But the mercenary captain's heart was extremely cold, and the screams he heard in his ears were so great that the losses caused were far beyond the psychological bottom line he could bear.

Even if he can win the final victory in this battle, how many mercenaries can survive, his team is considered a waste!

Looking at the opponent who was not far away, Akran who caused all this smiled faintly, he had scattered a large number of magic materials around the camp beforehand, if this could not make the opponent lose his troops, then he, a fourth-level mage, really didn't need to be mixed.

The mage raised his scepter again, and what he had just released was a third-level spell fire wall, and now he was about to cast the only fourth-level spell recorded in his magic book - Meteor Shower!

The most powerful level 4 fire range attack spell!

While Akram was flexing his magician power, Leon silently approached the four archers at the rear of the mercenary team.

The four archers were far away and therefore not attacked by spells and crossbows, and they constantly drew their longbows and fired feathered arrows to support their teammates, even if they couldn't shoot Aklan, to interfere with his spell casting.

It's just that they didn't expect that a terrible enemy would appear behind them.

In fact, before the mercenaries could launch a charge, Leon had already followed them, but only opened a long distance so as not to reveal their tracks.

As soon as the battle broke out, Leon immediately launched his action.

An archer lowered his arm, reached out and drew a feathered arrow from his quiver, and quickly rested it on the bowstring, with great skill.

But no sooner had he raised his longbow than a red light flashed behind him, sending his head flying into the sky!

Like a demon god emerging from the darkness, Leon raised his flaming battle axe and slashed at the body of the second archer next to him.

The poor archer was almost split in two instantly, and his screams woke up the other two companions.

But what if you find out, archers are similar to mages, their melee abilities are weak, how can they resist Leon's attack, and they fall to the ground in a blink of an eye.

Four archers, all destroyed!