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Archers and ranged wizards waited for orders in place according to the instructions, their hands in the most suitable position, ready to fight.

The wolves were getting closer and closer, and Lucian's eyes could clearly see the beasts, and under the pure black fur, there was a huge body, especially the eyes that glowed pale green in the night, as if they were going to eat people.

In Lucian's observations, the wolves were only two hundred and fifty meters away from them, and in his knowledge base, it was known that this had entered the range of the bow and arrow.

Sure enough, the symbol of the sky began to change.

Salvo.

As the order was given, the soldiers began to shout, as if to cheer themselves up, and the archers in the front row raised their longbows and filled them up.

"The first platoon fires, the second platoon prepares, and the third platoon is on standby. ”

A loud roar, as if someone had turned on a loudspeaker and was shouting, spread throughout the battlefield, and it was someone using amplified sorcery.

The first, second, third, row after row of archers, under the command of battlefield sorcery, filled with orders and released with orders.

A rain of arrows shining with cold light, obscuring the sky and the sun, rose from the human position like a dark cloud rising from the sky, and then fell into the position of the wolves.

The long arrows pierced through the wolf's body, through their eyes, torso, or any other part, and the explosive arrows in between them continued to make a loud roar, and then, after the explosion of the explosive arrows, the corpses of five or six wolves were left behind.

But there are still too many wolves, and dead wolves are just a drop in the bucket.

The front-row warriors in armor were already preparing for battle, and there were more than thirty melee wizards, most notably Coloche and Ifrit Moonshadow standing in the front row.

The warriors are still preparing, and the ranged wizards have already begun to cast spells.

"Greasy surgery. ”

"Lithography. ”

"The power of a bull. ”

"Flash"

......

Wizard apprentices knew that their strength could not change the battlefield, and most of them only used some auxiliary sorcery that could slow down the opponent's attack or strengthen the defense of the infantry.

The order to shoot continued, and the rain of arrows in the sky was every six seconds, worthy of a world with extraordinary strength, and the soldier's continuous combat ability was indeed very powerful in the era of cold weapons.

Lucien stood in the back row of the warriors, in front of the archers, holding the hilt of his sword in one hand and grasping the rattan wood in the other, a rudimentary demonic that can summon rattan to lock up his opponent, ready for battle.

Lucien had never experienced such a large-scale battle, but there was not much fear in his heart, as Yorkson said, he had gradually started to walk from the mortal end to the wizard's end.

The wolves are getting closer.

Lucien seemed to be able to smell the rotten smell of them.

Getting closer!

Coming more and more -- getting closer!!

It was so shocking to see nearly a thousand wolves rushing straight towards him.

The rain of arrows was still shooting at the wolves behind them, repeating and repeating.

The warriors held on to their ramparts, waiting for the brutes to rush at them.

Collochi, the barbarian, was the first to raise his chain battle axe, roared loudly, and his body grew three feet tall out of thin air, turning into a small giant, and a blood-colored aura enveloped his body, and then began to lead the charge.

"Barbarians are fearless !!"

The tomahawk flew in the air, reaping the lives of wolves in an instant.

Not to be outdone, Ifrit Moon Shadow drove his witchcraft sword with a green glow, and the moonlight shone on his sword, emitting a silvery white light, like a moon wheel flying in the air.

The warriors have drawn their weapons, most of these warriors are mercenaries, hunters, although they have no experience in large legions, but small groups are also very strong, forming an efficient killing team, working together to harvest the lives of wolves.

Lucien was no exception and joined the fight.

Lucien didn't use sorcery, and four mana points were only enough to unleash the Tree Skin Spell twice or summon the Vine four times, and he wouldn't use it until it was critical to save his life.

Therefore, he just stimulated the life energy in his body, deftly flashed the pounced wolf, and then waved the elf sword in his hand, cutting towards the joint of the wolf, the joints of the wolf's forelimbs were cut off by Lucian, and he fell heavily to the ground, making a "bang" sound, Lucian went around the back of the wolf, lightly avoided the wolf's teeth and claws, and penetrated the elven sword into the wolf's head.

Blood, splattered as Lucien's sword was drawn.

It's another wolf, and Lucien repeats his old tricks.

Kill the wolf.

Draw your sword!

Dodge.

Keep killing wolves.

Lucien is fighting hard.

Descending from the sky, armies of humans and monsters are intertwined, and the confrontation between iron and flesh is everywhere, and by chance, the light of sorcery shines.

Human corpses, wolf corpses, piled together, the battlefield is full of blood, like hell.

The arrows in the hands of the archers were depleted, they put down their longbows, drew their swords, and waited in place, waiting for the muscles of their right hand to recover.

The battle was already at its most stalemate, and more wolves joined the battlefield, Coloche faced eight wolves alone, blood stains all over his body, the blood mist on his body was already a little dull, and Ifrit Moonshadow's witchcraft sword was quite powerless.

The human front is gradually shrinking, and there are some signs of collapse.

The runes in the sky change again.

- The knight charges.

"Woo~~~"

On the hillside, the leading knight noticed the change of runes, blew the horn in his hand, and in the sound of the horn, the heavy horse's hooves began to sound, and the iron horsemen trampled and rode into a forest of spears, fearlessly cutting through the flanks of the wolves.

Sword-carrying archers also joined the harvest at the front.

The ranged wizard finally raised his sword, and the follower archers slew in.

With the addition of living forces, the front rushed out again.

Lucien gasped heavily, he had already killed fourteen wolves, but he still felt as if he couldn't finish killing the wolves, and he was relieved by the addition of new forces.

Only then did he finally understand why people could only stimulate their life energy when they went to the battlefield, because only here could people maintain a high amount of adrenaline all the time.

What is the line between life and death, Lucien only realized it at this time.

This is not a duel, this is a war, and it is a test of a person's true strength, and there is no room for the slightest fluke.

With the addition of the new forces, the wolves that rushed into the human position were slaughtered in large numbers.

The remaining wolves seemed to be a little frightened, and they stopped hundreds of meters in front of the human position, as if waiting for something.

One-minute, two-minute, three-minute......

The human beings also breathed a sigh of relief after clearing the wolves in the position, their task was just to hold on, according to the time, in another hour, reinforcements were coming, so the human front also began to shrink.

They retreated to the ruins by the high slope, resting with their backs against the ruins.

There was some tranquility on the battlefield, and both sides were licking their wounds and preparing for the next battle.

Lucien leaned against a large boulder and tugged at his bloodstained garment, making it slightly more comfortable.

He was a little worried about what was going to happen next.

But now is not the time to think too much, there are five cans of hemostatic cream on his body, Lucien left one can for his own urgent use, and divided the four cans of hemostatic cream in his hand to some wounded and bleeding soldiers.

And then. ”

Mislanda also threw Lucien a glass bottle with a green liquid and said, "Stamina potions that don't charge money." ”

"Thank you, Mislanda. ”

"Rest, the big war is coming soon. Mislanda's face was rather solemn.