The Vatican's artillery fire continued to fall, but it was basically blocked by the shield guards above the mage's head, and only a few lasers occasionally shot through the gap into the camp of the mage's troops.

Compared with the level of casualties in the past, today's losses made Breno very pleased, and he half-jokingly sent a message to Rook: "Brother Rook, the gift is so rich, if you don't show it again, I want my subordinates to protect themselves first!" ”

"Humph! What are you anxious about? I just want to get closer! It's just a good thing to do a little more damage to those human shields! Rook muttered discontentedly, then yelled, "All magic cannons! Salvo! Destroy that ridiculous shield of humanity! ”

At the forefront of the "Empire" army, in the camp of the siege heavy cavalry, red, yellow, and blue rays of light quickly converged on the openings of the barrels on both sides of their mounts. "Boom!" Like a muffled thunder on the wilderness, the artillery of the siege heavy cavalry roared in unison towards the white walls of the Vatican. In the middle of nowhere, red fireballs, yellow electric balls, and blue icicles streaked across the sky like meteor showers, smashing into the positions of the Vatican gunners and St. John.

"Hide, everyone! Enchanter! Strengthen the shield! At the top of the wall, the commander of the gunners shouted loudly, and when the gunners heard this, they hid in the battlements or hidden wells as fast as they could. Although the commander of the gunners knew that once the magic cannon of the "Imperial" siege heavy cavalry fell on the wall, no matter how hidden he was, there was little chance of survival, but he still gave such an order, after all, if he was lucky and blessed by God, what if?

The gunners on the city walls still have a place to hide and seek comfort, and below the city walls, in the position of St. John, the soldiers of the Holy See can only curl up behind the rudimentary barricades, but they are not particularly worried, because there is St. John in the position! They believed that it would be impossible for a few "Imperial" magic cannons to inflict heavy damage on St. John before he fell.

Under the gaze of the soldiers of the Holy See, the magic cannonballs fell, accompanied by circles of golden ripples in the air, and brilliant fireworks once again burst into the sky above the Vatican position. The magicians of the Holy See did not disappoint the soldiers of the Holy See, as well as the Gunner Commander and St. John, and the magical barrier maintained by them once again stopped the attack of the "Imperial" siege cannons. At the top of the wall and in St. John's position, the soldiers cheered a little in their hearts, but they did not notice that the faces of the gunner-commander and St. John were not as relaxed as they were.

"The 'Empire's attack is even more powerful!" St. John sent a message to the gunners commander, "I was standing inside the barrier and felt a certain amount of tremor. ”

"Yes! We can only pray that the 'Empire' will not continue to launch onslaught with magic cannons, otherwise, I fear that the magicians will not hold out. "The gunners commander said bluntly, the total number of magicians in the Holy See is only a little, counting the previous sacrifices, the thirty or so magicians standing on the city wall today are the last magicians of the Holy See. Moreover, these thirty or so magicians, after many days of continuous fighting, have approached the limit one by one, if they don't get rest, it is estimated that before they are killed by the "Empire", they will completely burn out their brains and spirits and turn into vegetative people.

"No way, let them hold on, I have a hunch that there will be some changes in the battle situation today!" St. John was sure.

The gunner commander said, "Change? St. John, do you mean Siegfried? Frankly speaking, Lord St. John, not to mention whether the Black Rose will send people to support us, even if they do, it is estimated that there will not be too many, let alone send strong people. In this case, even if two or three people come to help, even if they are of the same level as you, it will be difficult to completely change the situation of the battle, right? ”

"Really? I don't think so! I'm sure Black Rose, no, I should say it's the Lord, won't let us down! St. John said firmly, from the launch of the "Empire" magic cannon to the fall, he always stood on the small gap in the position, as if he was the brick on the gap, never moved, never disappeared, fearlessly facing the mighty army not far away, firmly guarding the hope in his heart.

"Captain, the magic cannon still hasn't worked," said one of the heavy cavalrymen, a little depressed.

"Lord Rook, you see...... "The captain of the heavy cavalry did not make a decision on his own, the large army had already arrived in front of the Vatican position, and any decision at this moment could affect the success or failure of the battle behind, and the captain of the heavy cavalry was not stupid enough to come out on his own and rob the commander of his life.

"The troops continue to charge! Don't stop shelling! This is not a magical dimension! I don't believe they have so many magicians who can withstand the continuous attacks of our magic cannons! Rook immediately guessed the current predicament of the Vatican, although his first impression to others was that of a muscular, simple-minded reckless man, but to become a general is not just by flexing his muscles.

After a short pause, the magic cannon of the "Empire" roared again, and this time, under Rook's explanation, the siege heavy cavalry gave up the salvo and changed to free fire, which seemed to be weaker, but the chaotic attack required the magicians of the Holy See to spend more energy to deal with, which is exactly what Rook wanted - before the arrival of the "Empire" army, as much consumption as possible to the magicians of the Holy See, as long as there is no assistance from the magicians, the combat effectiveness of the Holy See soldiers will also decrease a lot.

The Gunner Commander saw through Luke's plan at a glance, but he had no choice but to order the Gunners to return to their respective positions and re-attack the magicians in the rear of the "Empire" army. It's just that the commander of the gunners knows that if they go down, they will lose in the end, because in terms of the power of artillery, the number of magicians and the ability of magicians, the "empire" has an absolute advantage, and the Vatican can only rely on the city walls that this "empire" has been fighting for half a month and has not been able to destroy.

Fortunately, while the "Empire" attacked with artillery, the large army did not give up the charge, which was beneficial to the magicians of the Vatican, as long as the "Empire" large army rushed up, the attack of their artillery would be relatively weakened, and the pressure on the magicians of the Holy See would also be reduced, anyway, their barrier could only be used to resist magic attacks, and after the "Empire" large army came in, it would be up to the Holy See soldiers.

With their own minds, the cannons of the Holy See and the "Empire" roared to their heart's content, and all kinds of magic bullets and lasers intertwined in the wilderness and over St. John's position, almost obscuring the original color of the sky.

In the rear of the "Empire" large army, although there is the protection of shield guards, under the "care" of this dense firepower network, the "Empire" magicians still inevitably suffered casualties, and with the closer distance to Vatican City, the firepower of the "Empire" magician camp has also increased, and even shield guards have appeared among the casualties.

On the Vatican position, under the full protection of the magicians, no "Empire" shells have fallen on the heads of the Holy See soldiers, but now, even ordinary soldiers can feel the shock of the "Empire" shells. The constant and chaotic attacks, just as Rook had predicted, greatly increased the pressure on the Holy See magicians, many of whom had lost their blood on their faces, and were pale as corpses. There are several magicians, even unconscious, who rely on instinct and faith in their hearts to support themselves and maintain the existence of the barrier with the little remaining fire of life.

"Hold on a little longer! My brothers! Hold on to it! May the Lord bless you! With tears in his eyes, the gunner-commander silently recited that in the position below, St. John was standing with his mouth praying incessantly for the magicians of the Holy See.

With only thirty meters left from St. John's position, Rook and Brenaud ordered at the same time: "All the army! Prepare for battle! ”

All the "Imperial" soldiers were in the shape of dragons, their weapons aimed at St. John's position, and seemed to speed up again, so that the footsteps of the charge drowned out the rumbling artillery fire, and it was in the last twenty meters that the large force of the "Imperial" encountered the defeated two-speared cavalry.

The large forces of the "Empire" took the initiative to divide a road, but this road was not for the passage of the two-spear cavalry, but was created by the soldiers to avoid the two-spear cavalry. Despite the terrible defeat of the Twin Spears, they can trample their fellow people under their iron hooves and surpass the bottom line of the "Empire" soldiers, who only need to take the initiative to avoid this group of arrogant guys with disdain.

The captain of the two-speared cavalry and his men stopped, standing still, not daring to move, and they saw the disdain in the eyes of the soldiers who hurried by. The Twin Spear Riders were depressed and annoyed, once they were the pride of the "Imperial" Army, but now, even the most ordinary infantryman only ran past them with disdain, not even looking at them, as if they were just a stone encountered in the way of the charge of the great army.

Finally, a cavalryman wrapped in black armor paused as he passed by, and glanced at the captain of the two-spear cavalry with a pair of blood-red eyes, and the captain of the cavalry opened his mouth eagerly, as if he wanted to argue something, but in the end, he still did not say a word, nor did he have a chance to say it, because the cavalryman had only stopped for less than half a second, and the blood-colored eyes made the two-spear cavalry lose the courage to speak.

The Vatican's magicians breathed a sigh of relief when the artillery fire subsided, but for the soldiers of the Holy See, this was just the beginning, and they all knew that the weakened artillery fire meant that the large forces of the "Empire" were about to storm their positions.

"All guns! Don't stop! Keep the fire going! Even if I get one more magician! Unlike the weakened artillery of the "Empire", the Vatican's gunners commander on the high wall asked his men to keep the fire on, which was the last thing they could do before the "Empire" army entered St. John's position, and when the two armies went head-to-head, his artillery would have a very limited support effect. What's more, he and his gunners had to keep on guard in case the "Empire's" Wyvern troops suddenly appeared and killed them by surprise.

The sound of artillery fire and the march of the great forces of the "Empire" was weakened, and another sound drowned out them, clearly appearing in the positions of St. John, in the ears of the soldiers of the Holy See. It was an excited and hungry roar, and under its influence, the recruits in the position, who had just fought a bloody battle with the two-speared marauders, thought that they had fully adapted to the battlefield, were surprised to find that their bodies were trembling, and a small seedling of fear sprouted in their hearts.

Chuck curled up behind the barricades, constantly hinting to himself that he wanted to pull out the fear, but he couldn't find the courage that Fang had shown in the battle, and the fear in his heart was like a virus, quickly devouring his other emotions.

"Don't think, don't resist, get used to it! Pray silently! Young man, God will help you! Just as Chuck was at a loss, a strong, scarred hand pressed on his shoulder, and Chuck turned his head to see that the owner of the hand was his squad leader.

Chuck found that his squad leader's body was trembling slightly like his own, but the fear in the squad leader's eyes was not so obvious, and he kept chanting something in his mouth, Chuck identified it, and found that the squad leader's mouth kept chanting a common prayer.

"Captain, what's that sound? It wasn't big, but it drowned out the other sounds, and it seemed to shake my mind. Chuck asked, confused.

The squad leader said: "This is the so-called dragon roar, a common means used by the dragon clan to deter the enemy, not to mention you recruits, even us old guys, will be affected, so you can only adapt to it, otherwise, you will not survive the end of this battle." ”

"Adapt to it?" Chuck learned from his squad leader and silently recited the prayer to divert his attention, although he could not completely resist the influence of the dragon's roar, but at least he could hold the weapon in his hand again, and Chuck knew that such a clear dragon's roar meant that the large forces of the "Empire" had arrived in front of them.

Can't help but poke his head out to take a look, Chuck saw that the "Empire" had arrived at the place where St. John had killed nearly half of the two spears at one time, he thought that St. John would cast that magic again and give the "Empire" army a dismount, but he didn't expect that St. John just put the tower shield in his hand in front of him, raised the spear above his head, put on a posture ready to charge, and gave an order, "Everyone! Aside from the spears in your hands, try to hide behind the barricades! ”

Other than that, St. John did nothing more, waiting for the great forces of the "Empire" to rush up.