Skert's words gave the coalition commander Tabas a little confidence, in fact, he was now shooting his bow and not looking back, and the blood-colored double flags were raised, and if he couldn't beat him, he would have to die, so how could he have room to retreat? Therefore, in addition to dispatching more troops to form the third and fourth echelons, he just held the handle of his sword tightly and looked at the battlefield without blinking.

Finally, after more than half an hour of meteorite rain, the giants were unwilling to quiet down, and in this short period of more than half an hour, they all threw out hundreds of bullets, far exceeding Skert's expectations. A devastating blow was inflicted on the coalition forces. The elite troops of the Hofo Empire, several of which were completely wiped out, were directly canceled, and their casualties were so heavy that the Allied Commander Tabas almost fainted in pain.

Now, though, he's feeling a little better, because he finally sees hope of victory. As the most threatening giant extinguished the flames, the morale of the coalition forces was greatly shaken, and the casualties dropped all at once. With only a thousand centaur archers, it was absolutely impossible to stop the charge of tens of thousands of troops.

As if seeing the smile of the goddess of victory, the commander of the coalition army, Tabas, showed the first smile on his face since the start of the war, he sighed and said to Skart: "Haha, I didn't expect that even the sinister army god Long Qingtian sometimes made mistakes!"

"What do you mean?" asked Skert curiously, "did he make any mistakes?"

"Of course, haven't you noticed? The Cyclops, Centaurs, and Elven Mages are all ranged attacks, and although they are extremely strong in ranged attacks, they have the weakness of not being good at melee combat. He put these three ranged arms together so densely. It is nothing more than to rely on such powerful firepower and close cooperation to completely wipe out all enemies out of the attack range. Coalition Commander Tabas said with a smile.

"And in fact, he did, and if it weren't for the Cyclops' running out of magic, my troops might never have been able to get close to them. If it had been a different commander, I am afraid that I would have been frightened by this terrible casualty and retreated. It's a pity that he underestimated my determination, if I hadn't hung up the Scarlet Twin Flags. This battle is bound to be lost. Coalition Commander Tabas said with great ambition.

"Yes. With all due respect, Long Qingtian is not that simple, I'm worried that he has some other backhand, waiting for you!" Skert kindly reminded.

"Haha. The national teacher filtered, he must have ambushed soldiers in the Elven Forest. I've thought of this, haven't you seen it? Have I already placed the troops of the fourth echelon on the edge of the Elven Forest? Even if the people come out to rescue, they have to pass their level first, and there are only 2,000 people on the high ground, as long as I rush to the front, hum, at most ten minutes, I will definitely be able to wipe them out!" said the coalition commander Tabas proudly.

Seeing that he was so confident, Scott couldn't bear to pour cold water on him, so he had to say, "I hope so!"

There's a saying that the higher the hope, the greater the disappointment, and now it's fitting that it applies to Coalition Commander Tabas. At a time when he was looking forward to a bright future. His men were still making their final sprint against the rain of centaurs and the fierce winds. From three hundred meters, to one hundred meters, to fifty meters, until they were close enough to see the Cyclops' legs. The mutation happened suddenly.

I saw that the yellow light on these cyclops suddenly flashed, and a thin magic wall protected them. It's stupid to look at the troops who hit the head, do they still have magic power? Of course they have, but it's not much, it's just enough to protect themselves from stray arrows.

After healing himself, the Cyclops gave a strange smile to the approaching knights, and then they crouched down and pulled out huge maces from the ground like turnips, which were still stained with dirt, apparently buried there long ago, just waiting for the coalition to come and die.

The knights who rushed up from the coalition army almost completely collapsed after just one glance at the wolf's fangs, they originally came with the intention of killing pigs, but they didn't expect that after they arrived, they suddenly turned into tigers. Such a huge psychological contrast is really unacceptable to them.

The cyclops itself is ten meters tall, and this head is already terrifying. But because they are a famous long-range soldier, and they are bare-handed, they can still give people the courage to fight, after all, there are tens of thousands of people here, who is afraid of five hundred stupid big men with empty hands?

However, as soon as the giants picked up the mace, the momentum was completely different, it was a mace four or five meters long, but in their hands it was only a one-handed heavy weapon. This big guy who calculates the weight in tons, if he is grabbed by the giants, sweat, let alone smash it, I'm afraid that even if he touches it, he will die. Who is not afraid of seeing it? That is really the answer to that sentence, hooligans learn martial arts, and no one can stop them!

However, the unfortunate affairs of the coalition are not over, while the giants are preparing, the elven mages behind them also began to join in the fun, they are just wind mages using wind magic, and the others have not moved, and now the ice mages have begun to cast blizzard spells again. Dozens of ice archmages joined forces to cast it, and suddenly there was snow all over the sky, and snow flakes the size of goose feathers were blown by the strong wind, and they smashed their heads and faces at the coalition army.

It's not high, and the lethality is negligible, and even ordinary people, if they wear thicker clothes, they will freeze half to death at most. But the problem is that it's summer, who has nothing to do in the summer? So the coalition forces are all single.

The spell of the blizzard suddenly lowered the temperature of the surrounding air, and then it was smashed by the snowflakes, and the wind blew, and the coalition soldiers in single clothes couldn't stand the pull. They shivered from the cold, and soon their hands and feet were cold, and they kept calling. The most insidious aspect of this spell combination is that it fully exploits the slow attribute of ice spells. Whoever is manipulated like this will be able to exert at most half of the ten things, and the combat effectiveness of the coalition forces will be greatly reduced at once.

Because the grade of this spell is very low, but the mages cast are very powerful, the result is that the scope of this spell is not ordinary horror. All the allied forces in the interior within a radius of more than ten miles were affected. Even the fourth echelon stationed at the edge of the Elven Forest was unlucky.

With this spell, the vanguard of the coalition army has already exchanged fire with the cyclops, well, or to be precise, it is time to find death, because this is completely a one-sided massacre, and there is no way to say that it is a battle.

Knights of the coalition armies in addition to throwing weapons. There is no second means to touch the cyclops.

Cyclops fight knights. They all had to bend over, and then the half-moon shape swept around with maces on the ground in their hands, a super heavy weapon weighing a ton, under the metamorphosis power of the giants. The silkworm can sweep down the boss, and everything that is swept up.

No one can stand up, and it's good to be able to leave a whole corpse. Most of them were beaten into a mess of flesh and blood.

Counting the length of the giants' arms and weapons, their attack distance was pressed closer to ten meters, how could ordinary human knights be able to get it? Only a few master officers who occasionally appeared, and they could attack them twice with their fighting knives or skills in close quarters, but no one had been able to break through the giant's magic shield until now.

That's because in addition to the giant's own magic wall, those fine elf mages also helped to add a few, and the silkworm giants all have seven or eight colorful magic shields on their bodies, how can such strong protection measures be easily broken? The idiots who want to rely on their fighting spirit to catch the mace are all smashed into a pile of minced meat without exception, and the comparison of strength between humans and giants is as ridiculous as a kitten trying to wrestle with an elephant.

As for the master knights who rely on skill to get close to each other, their fate is generally more miserable. You know, the cyclops is using a mace with one hand, and the other hand that is free is just right for hand-to-hand combat. Their palms are very thick because of the long-term manufacturing of throwing boulders, and they are all protected by a layer of magic walls that are not afraid of human weapons. Therefore, they generally treat the humans who are close to them as flies, and when they pat them on the ground, they will take them away and it will be a puddle of minced meat.

There are also perverted cyclops, who directly grabbed the knight in the palm of his hand and pinched it like this, sweat, and all the goat dog treasures in his stomach came out. That's disgusting, don't mention it. Many of the elven mages who saw this scene vomited on the spot, and even they couldn't stand it, what do you say the coalition will do if they see it?

Anyway, the mood of the coalition commander Tabas was directly from the peak and fell into the abyss. After seeing the Cyclops transform from a ranged king to a melee king in just a few moments, his eyeballs were about to fall off. Watching the cyclops slaughter his knights with his huge mace with impunity, Tabas was so anxious that he wanted to commit suicide.

"Your Excellency Scott!" Commander Tabas yelled at Skert in annoyance, "Why did you tell me just now that Cyclops is still a master of melee combat!"

"Don't get me wrong, Tabas, I only found out today!" Skert said with a wry smile, "I swear, I've almost never heard of them in close combat before, in fact, very few enemies can get close to them, and only occasionally do they get closer, and the most they can do is to hit them twice with a rudimentary wooden club." However, with their clumsy movements, it is difficult to hit the target of the event, so melee combat is their weakness and is a very big disadvantage. ”

"What's going on? A simple wooden stick is a completely different thing from a mace like this?

And with such a dense formation, there is no room to dodge at all, no matter how clumsy their movements are, they are still a dozen?" said Commander Tabas angrily. He no longer cared about etiquette, and yelled at Scott, who was much higher than him. Anyway, if he loses, he will be a dead man, where does he care about etiquette?

"I'm afraid this is another trick designed by Long Qingtian. Skert smiled wryly: "He took advantage of our preconceived inertial thinking patterns and designed a perfect trap for us to burrow into ourselves." ”

"What do you mean?" said Commander Tabas anxiously, "What is a mindset? I'm a rough man, I don't understand things?"

"Meaning, we always thought that those who were good at long-range attacks were not good at close combat, but he did the opposite, and made up for their lack of melee combat by equipping the cyclops with terrifying heavy weapons. Trained them to be a class that can be used near and far. Then wait for us to rush to the front and die, and hit us by surprise. Hey, he's really yin, and he really deserves to be a sinister military god!" Scott explained helplessly.

"Damn!" Coalition Commander Tabas turned green with anger. Said angrily: "If I had known the earth, I would definitely not have rushed over to death so recklessly!

"Alas, this is also our carelessness, without thinking of it in advance. This guy is too rich, sir, think about it, how much effort does it take to forge such huge maces to ensure their quality? There may only be the dwarf in Long Qingtian's hand. And such a big guy, counting materials and labor, the added manufacturing cost is simply a sky-high price. Who else has the financial resources but him?" Scott smiled wryly, "I only found out today." What does it mean to be rich!"

"Hmph, let's fight. Although he has money, but I have people, I don't believe it, can he still smash my 500,000 army to death with a few broken sticks?" The coalition commander Tabas sneered and said: "If you have the opportunity to do so, throw me with a weapon and smash it, and those with bows and arrows in the light cavalry can shoot on the spot." Send another batch of archers. Yes I'm going to tire you out sooner or later. ”

However, no sooner had their conversation begun than a deafening sound of tearing in the distance. Behind the siege of the coalition forces, in the Elven Forest, a terrifying army rushed out. Under the leadership of a young lord, they not only won the title of the first army on the mainland for themselves in the arena of the Holy Mountain, but also let his master as a lord to overwhelm the prince and princess, and sat firmly in the top spot of the four heroes of the continent at that time.

In the days that followed, under the leadership of the lord known as the sinister god of war, he fought in the north and south, creating one temple after another where less won more. So much so that the 50,000 troops of the coalition who were responsible for defending the edge of the Elven Forest almost lost the courage to fight as soon as they saw that it was them who were killed. If it weren't for the fact that the threat of the Scarlet Twin Flags was too great, it was guaranteed that the generals of the coalition forces would not hesitate to turn around and flee.

But now, knowing that they would be executed on the spot if they retreated, they had to summon up the last shred of courage in order to survive, and launched a charge against the fierce dragon iron riders who rushed out. The only reason they convince themselves to attack is. The number of dragon riders has always been two thousand, although fifty thousand against two thousand, the outcome is unpredictable, but it is better than turning around and being cut off by the head, right?

However, this time they were very wrong, and the mad dragon iron cavalry that rushed out was not two thousand at all, but five thousand! The berserker clan has been following me for a long time, they have always been well fed and treated, the number of people has begun to increase, with the help of a large number of sophisticated equipment, their combat effectiveness is also constantly growing, and there are more and more warriors who can subdue the earth dragon, and finally recently, they have broken through the 5,000 mark in one fell swoop.

Since Carlo became the patriarch, he had never had so many dragon warriors in his hands, just in time for this big battle, he simply pulled all the troops out, so happy. In view of the strength of the opponent this time, Meier naturally would not object, so there was this shocking scene today.

What is the concept of a collective charge of 5,000 earth-walking dragons? Even the ground was shaken and trembled, and the berserker, dressed in pitch-black armor and a pitch-black broadsword in his hand, rushed towards the coalition army with a shout. The size of the Earth Walking Dragon is too large, the skin is rough and the flesh is thick, and the impact is ridiculously high. It's like a buffalo rushing into a flock, and there is no suspense about the consequences.

Carlo, the Sword Saint of Wrath, took the lead in galloping freely in the formation of the coalition forces, entering and exiting as if entering a no-man's land, killing several senior officers one after another, which greatly damaged the morale of the coalition forces. The two thousand centaurs who had just run in were once again replenished with plenty of arrows and ran out to join in the fun. With the Dragons at the front, they were safely ruthless in the back, pouring waves of death arrows onto the heads of the coalition forces as much as they could.

With the great help of the centaurs. The elite cavalry of the 50,000 people was defeated and retreated by only 5,000 dragon iron cavalry, and soon collapsed. The speed with which the coalition forces were defeated was so rapid that it did not match their elite designation.

However, don't forget, they were all greatly weakened by the blizzard. They, who were already half frozen to death, had difficulty even wielding their weapons, so how could they still confront the terrifyingly strong dragon cavalry? Coupled with the non-stop rain of arrows from the centaur, this result could be regarded as unexpectedly getting the news that the dragon cavalry had entered the battle, and the commander of the coalition army, Tabas, had no surprise. It's not that he's numb, it's that he's guessed in advance, who told him to be the first alien troop to follow me?

That's why the coalition commander Tabas placed an army of 50,000 people on the edge of the Elven Forest, which was specially prepared for the Dragon Rider. It's just that he never thought that this time the Wild Dragon Iron Rider was not the two thousand I often carried, but the five thousand that had been strengthened. What he didn't expect was that under the influence of the blizzard, the speed at which his men were defeated was so astonishing that the messenger and the killing dragon rider appeared in his sight almost at the same time.