"Elio Paton, your intelligence is wrong, and we will most likely lose the war. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info "Before Becky's horse could stand firm, he told a fact that made the Prime Minister's heart sink.

The faces of the several legion leaders gathered around Elio also changed rapidly - they thought that the appearance of the warlock was just an accident, and the Sanctuary Army was fully capable of dealing with the evil spellcasters in the city, but the commander of the Sanctuary Army poured cold water on his head.

Some disloyal commanders even began to have their own calculations.

Elio hurriedly pulled Betch to no man's land, causing all the soldiers around him to retreat, his face was pale and angry, but he struggled to suppress it: "What the hell is going on?"

Becky didn't care about the contradictions within the Imperial Army, but just stated the facts: "Just now the Sanctuary released an attack, and the enemy troops in the city were very easily blocked, and at the same time, the Imperial cavalry and archers were attacked by a fierce Holy Fire Curse. ”

"What does this mean?" Elio felt unusually irritated and paced back and forth - the invincible Godsalyte, who claimed to be able to easily deal with any evil force, was helpless against the rebels in Paliva?

"Your intelligence doesn't mention this at all - the magic power in the city is very strong, and by speculation, we believe that their number is beyond imagination, and that some of the casters are of the same rank as monks and mages, or even higher than us, while the vast majority are at the entry level. Becky replied coldly.

"So you can still handle it, right?" Elio didn't care about using an honorific title, and he was annoyed that these Sanctuary guys wanted to increase their worth and put forward conditions.

"Nope. ”

The Templar commander was unhappy with Elio's attitude - the Imperial Commander seemed to be very difficult to communicate with in a critical situation: "I mean, they seem to be prepared to use a large number of introductory spellcasters against ordinary troops, while mid-rank warlocks are dedicated to thwarting the Sanctuary Army's spellcasting. If we do not negotiate an effective countermeasure, we will lose this war. ”

Elio was still immersed in rage, and he looked directly at Mage Becky with his falcon-like eyes, "So, Venerable Mage, what do you think should be done?

"Mortal, your arrogance will cost you dearly. I will lead the Sanctuary Army to cooperate with you, and the Godsacolytes will do their best to fend off the low-level spell attacks from the city walls, draining their high-level spell power to cover your cavalry ranks. ”

"Between casts, the cavalry must charge quickly to reach the gates as quickly as possible, leaving the slow infantry units on hold. I will command the Templars to lead you in the attack. ”

Becky said his thoughts coldly.

"As things stand, the hope of maintaining victory lies in your ability to quickly break through the gates and storm into the city. I believe that the Paliva Warlocks hiding in the city walls must not have a strong body. ”

After explaining the tactics, Betsy stood silently in front of Elio, but he found that the former prime minister had no insight, but was only immersed in anger and anxiety, so he rode away in disappointment: "If you continue to be stubborn, I am afraid that your heads will become the victorious decorations of the walls of Paliva." ”

Elio froze in place, annoyed at the words of the Sanctuary Commander—perhaps just an exaggeration. But he is not so stupid as to ignore the facts, and the current situation is indeed beyond everyone's expectations.

Moreover, according to Becky's strategy, the Imperial Army did not suffer any losses. Do as he says.

The trouble is that everything is not going as smoothly as predicted, and if the war continues to stalemate, the legions of the territories that are interested in profit will become more and more uncontrollable.

The Sentinel reports to Odin that the Sanctuary command has turned back and that perhaps a new assault will come.

Standing on the conning tower, Odin looked at the ant-like army of acolytes, smiled, and said to Rudolph: "Lure them into attacking, gather them together like a flock, and then use ash cages against them." ”

Rudolph bowed slightly, trusting the judgment of the leader behind Parivar. So far, the actions of the Imperial Army have been completely expected, and the strategy of the Grey Warlock has been very effective.

As long as he wins, Rudolph is even willing to pay a certain price. He turned and walked towards the mages of Deep Valley City, who had been immersed in wealth and pleasure for too long, and whose sense of honor had been rekindled by the war of disparity in power.

"That Lord Betch must have made a plan to attack, but he still underestimated us. The odds are great, but for civilians who have never experienced war, the process is also brutal. Odin turned to Carter Larson again, whose armor was unobscured and drenched in sweat.

Although the battle had gone very well so far, the defenders had not dealt a substantial blow to the Imperial army, and Carter's nervous nerves had not relaxed in the slightest.

He nodded, and replied, "Mr. Diggs, I do as you command. ”

"You let some of the casters defend while others focus on the Stormtroopers—I'm afraid the Templars will make our strategy difficult to use next. We must try to maintain the strength of the traitors, and we can't easily release the time demon. ”

"Once the Time Demon is defeated, we will have no flesh and blood bodies to fight against thousands of Iron Horsemen. "Odin specifically instructed Carter not to let the civilians retreat because of mercy.

Carter bowed silently and walked back up the walls. He looked at the pale, frightened soldiers and closed his eyes—perhaps they would experience a terrible scene that they had never experienced in their lifetimes.

"Men of Parivat, fight for freedom! Crush the Cavalry!" Carter raised his sword and ordered his soldiers to cast spells.

"You must swear by your own blood to protect your brothers in the rear from being attacked by the Sacred Domain Army!" he specially selected five squads, a total of 100 people, to defend.

"Defend Pariva to the death!" the somber slogan echoed in the hundreds.

"Fight for freedom, fight for Pariva, fight for lord!" shouted one after another, and the civilians, despite their mental strength, still insisted on preparing for the attack.

As soon as the cry fell, a terrible hurricane rose from the ground, and along with the hurricane rose a huge column of water that appeared out of thin air—spiraling upwards from the ground, like a huge monster opening its bloody mouth to the city wall! )