75. Hold My City 1 - I Can't Lose You

In fact, only the wall where Philip appeared was really attacked, and the other three walls were well guarded by human soldiers, but on this side, almost all the Blood warriors were concentrated here, hunting the soldiers of the Governor's army.

Yes, it's hunting.

Like hunters rounding up their prey, Grace deliberately lowered the enemy into this wall, and then took advantage of the Bloodline's speed advantage over ordinary humans to wipe out the soldiers of the Doge's army.

"My lord, this is my idea, please punish me. ”

When Sam saw that Philip had also gone up to the city, he immediately ran over and pleaded with the lord, who was also stained with the blood of himself or the enemy, and his eyes were bloodshot without rest.

"What's going on?" Philip didn't blame Sam in the first place, but wanted to hear what he had to say.

"My lord, according to common sense, the enemy failed to attack during the day, and he must regroup his morale at night, and he will definitely not attack, they seem to have expected this, and deliberately launched an all-out attack at night, especially, they chose three to four o'clock in the morning, when they wanted to sleep the most, and our night defense warriors were originally insufficient, so Grace and I decided to simply let the human soldiers and some trained haode militia focus on defending the three walls, and let go of one wall for them to come up, so that the enemy would definitely concentrate on attacking this wall that they thought had been attacked, and the pressure on the other three walls would be much less。 Most of the more than 200 bloodlines are placed here, relying on the speed and physical strength of the bloodlines to take out the enemy. ”

Looking at this wall, although the enemy is constantly climbing the city, but they often have not yet established themselves, they are killed by the Blood Clan warriors with lightning speed, and even if someone can hold out a little longer, the cold arrows fired by the archers from time to time will kill them.

Philip glanced at Sam, "Yes, you kid has some skills. ”

The burly and tall Sam scratched his head a little embarrassedly like a schoolboy who had won a commendation, "In the past, when my comrades and I besieged the monsters that ran out of the ancient wood wasteland, we would deliberately open a hole in the encirclement, and it would definitely run in this direction, and we would definitely ambush the most powerful people on its way away, and when it escaped and couldn't take care of anything else, we suddenly attacked and killed them, I think the blood warriors are fast and have good physical fitness, and they are the best candidates for the most ambushers." ”

"Ahh

Suddenly a Blood warrior let out a scream at the head of the city, and a wooden nail the thickness of a wrist was stuck in his heart, and the skin on his body began to crack, and then, his whole body turned into a pile of dust, fell to the ground, and piled up a small dirt bag.

Although the blood clan is stronger than ordinary people, human beings are not without strong people, and some powerful warriors can even counter the strong blood clan.

The hand holding the stake glowed with a layer of cyan fighting energy, and a man with a red cloak behind his armor indifferently slapped the dust off the stake, and his eyes were fixed on the other blood clans on the battlefield.

"Intermediate swordsman, there are also masters in Ive's army. Philip said.

This Shijie human, in order to pursue a more powerful Liliang, in addition to cultivating magic, can also practice martial arts, a strong martial artist is not necessarily weaker than the blood clan.

The cyan fighting spirit is the sign of the intermediate swordsman, and now the level of the warrior is still divided by the level of the early swordsman, such as the junior swordsman, the intermediate swordsman, the senior swordsman, the great swordsman, the swordsman, the holy swordsman, however, these levels do not only represent the swordsman, all the martial artists who practice the fighting spirit and use martial arts can be summarized in this.

There were more and more swordsmen on the battlefield, each of them holding a stake in his hand, and when they attacked, they all rushed towards the heart of the Blood Warriors, and it seemed that the commander of the Doge's army had discovered that Lobit's main defense at night was the Blood Clan.

"Ahh

Another blood clan was stabbed in the heart by an intermediate swordsman covered in cyan light, turning into lifeless dust, and Grace, who couldn't save it, angrily threw out the long sword in his hand and pierced the intermediate swordsman, but Grace's personal bravery could not change the situation of the battle, and the swordsmen of the Governor's Army had occupied a corner of the city wall, desperately guarding it so that his people could continue to climb up.

On the ground, a white ice dragon with a chill snaked its way towards the swordsmen of the Doge's Army guarding the landing gate on the city wall, and the swordsmen shivered with a chilling coldness.

"My fingers!"

A swordsman who had just come up with the siege ladder looked at his bare palm, ten fingers had been permanently glued to the siege ladder, and what was even more amazing was that the broken part of his finger was not bleeding, but was frozen by the white frost.

"Quickly use your fighting spirit to dispel the cold on your body!"

Some of the swordsman soldiers shouted, and the cyan fighting aura of the intermediate swordsman and the black fighting aura of the junior swordsman lit up one after another.

With his hands on the ground, Philip, who was constantly transmitting ice-blue magical energy, said to Grace, who was using a short sword to open the blood at the throat of a swordsman soldier: "Grace, kill those cyan swordsmen!"

After many days of getting along, the Marquis and Philip also had a tacit understanding, knowing that Philip wanted him to kill the mid-level swordsmen guarding the landing entrance, and the remaining junior swordsman soldiers could let the lower-level bloods take advantage of the numerical advantage to kill them.

A red shadow rushed into the swordsman soldiers, blood and screams came from the crowd, because they had to use their fighting qi to resist the cold, these swordsman soldiers didn't have time to react at all, and those intermediate swordsmen who exuded cyan fighting qi were like candles burning to zuihou, extinguishing one after another.

Philip felt that he was starting to get dizzy, and his eyes seemed to be a little unclear, and he put a seventh-level magic during the day, coupled with the continuous tension when defending the city, the mental power was greatly consumed, and when he didn't get enough sleep, he released the Great Freezing Technique, and also specifically pointed to the swordsman soldiers of the Doge's Army, and the mental power did not recover and continued to fight, Philip was a little unbearable.

Together, the Freezing Technique weakened somewhat, and the Governor's soldiers guarding the landing seemed to be able to move, able to resist Grace's assassination, and the heavy sword slashed at the Marquis's sword wound, sending out dazzling sparks.

"Philip!

I couldn't see clearly, but Grace's words could still be heard, Philip bit the tip of his tongue hard, the stinging sensation made Philip's vision a little clearer, the red figure was still fighting in the swordsman's group, but the space for tossing and turning gradually shrank, and it seemed that it was about to fall into a siege.

No, I can't lose Grace, Philip bit hard, a crimson smell permeated his mouth, his eyes instantly became clear and bright, and he seemed to be able to feel the magic energy flowing through his arm instantly increased, and the swordsman soldiers in the distance were all frozen at this moment.

Then, there was no more, and an irresistible fatigue appeared in his mind, and Philip's eyes went black and he fainted.

PS: Thanks for the tip of "Weeping Boots".