The roar of the monster was heard first, followed by the sound of the mechanic firing, and the south was already fighting compared to what happened to the east of the village. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

But this battle was decisively different from the previous one.

Bang!

Louder than the alarm that had sounded throughout the stadium before, just as Frick and the others were relieved that they had blocked the monster's attack on the eastern defenses, there was a roar that shook the ground from the southern defenses. Along with it came a storm and flashes, apparently some explosion.

In the blink of an eye, a puff of smoke rose from the sand table on the brass disc reflecting the defensive line around Lemonglas, and with it scattered the sand statues depicting the southern fortifications. Not only was Frykra's fragile rope extended, but even Sir Leonster's specially prepared technique was blown away.

It was as if the sound of glass being shattered, and the moment the fixed node on that side was destroyed, the tabernacle maintained by the mages was also destroyed. The scattered mana dissolved into a sky of detritus at the sound of an explosion, followed by a whirlwind of flames rolling up from the nodes.

It was a terrifying sight, and the flames that rose from the ground spiraled and swept away all the weeds and sawdust nearby, leaving behind a crimson glow that connected the heavens and the earth. The heat melted the snow and ice in the vicinity, and the cans buried in the ground didn't even have a chance to take effect.

Although the flame tornado had only existed in front of everyone's eyes for a few seconds, the crimson that seemed like a calamity was undoubtedly imprinted in everyone's eyes. Fortunately, it only existed for a moment, otherwise it would not have been the beast tide that would have destroyed Lemonglas tonight, but the flame.

The paranormal constructed by magical interference with reality, the fleeting tornado of flames is undoubtedly the product of spell - and not Sir Leinster. The fierce heat broke all the defenses that had been set up in advance, leaving behind a land that was almost scorched.

Judging from the sand image on the brass disk, an entire wall of the southern defense line has been destroyed, and none of them can survive the raging heat. The only thing that was a fluke was the fact that the wooden fortifications were blown away by the blast and did not cause a fire.

However, this is not a good thing, as the blazing flames may burn the village to the ground, but it can also intimidate monsters that try to break through the breach. Now defenceless, the southern line of defense has nothing to hold back the enemy, and it won't be long before they pour in through the gap.

"Contact the team on the southern front immediately to confirm the damage!"

Should it be said that he is worthy of a soldier, Captain Cadiz Milt was only shocked by the burst of red light for a moment, and immediately analyzed the current situation: "This is a spell attack, it is presumed that the enemy has mages in addition to beast monsters, and all the staff will take the second type of targeted suppression shooting - prepare for lead bullets!"

As if he had known that this was going to happen, he listened to his clerk's report on the situation of the battle and adjusted the arrangements for the defense in response to the collapse of the southern defensive line. Fortunately, only a few soldiers had suffered minor abrasions from the previous magic attack, and the battle was not affected.

They didn't seem surprised that Lemongrass would be bombarded with spells, perhaps Sir Leinster had told them part of the news while he was thinking about strategy. And to be sure, they were prepared for this, and even brought lead bullets against users of mana.

Everything in this world has magic, and there is only a difference between how much or not it is active or not. Of course, humans are no exception, and mages have more abundant and active abilities than ordinary people, which is why they can refine their magic and construct spells.

-- At the same time, it is also a weakness.

Lead, a soft, silvery metal, is toxic and has a great effect on magic, interfering with the flow of surrounding mana and breaking the connection between them. If the human body is penetrated by lead, then the magic in the body will be difficult to function, and it will become a plate of loose sand.

Since long ago, lead products - mainly alloys - have been widely used against sorcerers. From the leaded shackles that bind the guilty, to the lead-made bullets that were developed to hunt down mages, they are all items that many mages hate.

Lead bullets, in particular, can destroy the rigorous and delicate structure of the Rubik's Cube, causing the "phenomenon" of spells to fall apart due to the loss of the most basic support. They are also capable of tearing through wall-type spells commonly used by mages and then piercing humans who lack physical defenses behind them.

If someone told Frick that the soldiers were only temporarily transferred, he wouldn't believe what the man said, they came prepared and knew who the real enemy was. To deal with them, the hundred-man squad would bring heavy firepower such as throwing explosive bombs and infantry guns.

Frick had thought it was a bit exaggerated to use these things to fight monsters, but now he had to admit that the enemy's brains were probably even more exaggerated than these weapons. If you are prepared, you will not be in trouble, not to mention that the enemy is the kind of madman who has little roots in his brain and will use spells to bombard the walls of the village?

The soldiers deployed in the south immediately regrouped and concentrated near the gap in the outer wall, relying on the height difference to completely cover the gap under the fire net. If a monster tries to rush into the gap, it will immediately be sniped by four or five mechanics from different directions.

Not only the light firepower of the E1890 infantry mechanic, but the soldiers guarding the gap in the southern front also carried heavy mechanics that needed to be fixed to the ground before they could be fired. Frick didn't recognize the heavy mechanic's gun, but he couldn't ignore its firepower.

The two heavy mechanics attached to the roof have a relatively slow rate of fire, and it seems that they must be reloaded after each fire. But instead it was overwhelmingly lethal, and a single blow was enough to blow the monster's skull off, a weapon that was clearly not developed for use against humans.

However, when the defensive wall on the southern side was destroyed by the impact of the spell, the news spread throughout the monster community through a certain channel. It didn't take long for most of the roar that had been surrounding Lemongrass to concentrate on the southern forests.

They knew that there was a breach in the village's defenses, and black figures like giant wolves emerged from the forest, as if they were condensed from the precipitated darkness. Even if a heavy mechanic can kill an enemy with a single shot, he can't squander it as much as he wants when he doesn't know how many monsters there are.

The monsters approaching from the southern front initially numbered only five, which was a smaller number of enemies than the eastern side, and they were unable to break through the defensive line that had been blown away under the network of on-attack fire formed by the mechanics. But while the "giant wolves" fell one by one, the aura lurking in the forest was still increasing.

Humans' vision is compressed to the limit in the absence of light at night, and with the dichromatic light of the moon rings, they can only discern a pair of glowing eyes in the black forest. I don't know if there were ten or twenty - or more monsters were already approaching the gap.

Those glowing "eyes" obviously didn't belong to the same species, as if it wasn't just the wolf-like monster that had been eyeing Lemongrass in the first place, but the other monsters in the mountain range had also arrived. They followed in the footsteps of the Beast Plague, wanting a piece of the bloody feast.

It can be said to be the worst of all the bad things that can happen, and the beast plague, which was originally just a single monster raging, attracted more monsters. Like a complication of a deadly disease, the beast plague has expanded over time, with a growing number of enemies making it difficult to sustain the barely organized resistance.

As long as everything is smooth sailing, a person's mood can become stable or even high, but if it is the other way around, there is no doubt that unexpected events will undoubtedly cause confusion and even demoralization. Being able to suppress impetuousness and maintain accurate actions is something that only highly trained people can do.

But the soldiers who organized the defense in Lemonglas could not have taken a step back, because they had no way back, and behind them were the unarmed villagers. The Emperor's army, the fortress of the Empire, the most faithful guardians of the state - nothing to do with these praises, their duty was to protect the citizens of the Empire.

Because they are the proud soldiers of the Empire, their actions are not only on their own, but also closely watched by countless eyes. The Imperial Legion was expected to be a model for all citizens, and they themselves were expected to be expected in all sorts of ways, even if they had nothing to do with their own wishes.

Faced with the increasing pressure on the gap on the southern front, Captain Cadiz Milt frowned tightly and immediately ordered the soldiers who were waiting in other areas to go to the gap to support. The collapse of the defensive line was imminent, and there was no way to be distracted by a potential threat.

However, the enemy they faced was not the monsters in front of them like a tide in front of them, but the hands of the monsters who operated this group of monsters behind their backs to attack Lemongrass. The increasing pressure on the southern front is undoubtedly a move by the opponent to attract the few defenders.

"Sierra, take this with you at once to the north side, and I have given your juniors a step ahead, and then they will tell you what you should do. ”

In response, Sir Leinster had already thought of countermeasures against the enemy's actions when he considered setting up a defensive line around the village. It seemed that he even had the identity and plan of the other party in hand, so that he could make the next arrangement before the other party acted.

As he spoke, he handed Frick a small black wooden cube box and asked him to rush to the north of the village before the alarm was heard. He didn't know what was in the box, but Frick could clearly feel a lot of magic overflowing from it.

It may contain something that could make the difference between the tide of battle.