Chapter Fifty-Eight: The Power of the Mountain, A Song of Lamentation

The sun was rising in the sky, the smoke of gunpowder was thick over Fort Wick, and the shouts of killing in the battlefield were deafening.

The whole of Fort Wick has become a huge battlefield, stretching from the top terrace to the Belém desert.

Chenguang and hundreds of Wyvern Dracocists and Links Divine Envoys fought in the air with hundreds of beast knights, and 100,000 horses on the ground were fighting. Mitarion's fleet of celestial boats, on the other hand, had already lost three of them under the onslaught of the Guardian Dragoons, while the rest retreated with arrows and magic.

Mitarion's army in the desert of Belém was reduced to four or five phalanxes, and the rest had already joined the battle. Nearly 100,000 soldiers on both sides mingled between the first and second walls, all kinds of magic and blood flowed like rivers, repeatedly fighting up and down the city walls.

Mitarion's battering ram continued to advance, and Dawnlight tried to clash several times, but was forced back by the magicians and archers on the ground.

Seeing that the battering ram had arrived in front of the gate of Fort Wick, the Mitarion soldiers guarding around the battering ram raised their arms and shouted, as if victory was at hand.

The huge battering ram was pulled up by more than a dozen monsters shaped like giant apes, and the longsword of the Knight of Mitarion under his command was raised, and the giant ape monster suddenly pulled down at the same time, and the battering ram slammed into the gate of the second city wall with the power of ten thousand jun.

A muffled thunder shook the entire Wick Castle, and the second wall of the diamond rock and whale skin gate several feet high stubbornly withstood the blow. The battering ram was pulled up again, and the morning light roared in the air, and pounced on the battering ram again, and the nearly 10,000 archers guarding the battering ram fired thousands of arrows in unison, and in an instant, the whole body in front of the morning light was covered by a rain of arrows, and he only felt like a big black quilt swept towards him. He hurriedly blocked the waning moon in front of him, and the rain of arrows hit the waning moon, pushing the morning light back into the air, and the morning light only felt a buzzing sound in his ears.

At this moment, the battering ram fell again, and the gate of the second wall burst open, and the fragments of the diamond rock splashed in all directions, deep into the four walls.

The Mitarions finally opened the gates of Fort Wick, and they rushed into it. The Belén defenders blocked the broken door with all their might, and the two sides strangled together in this square inch with flesh and blood.

The morning light fell to the top floor of Wickburg, looking depressed, and a warrior from Mitarion suddenly attacked in the oblique stab, but was knocked to the ground by the sword of Jacktu who rushed from the other side.

Jacktu said coldly to Chenguang: "Why are you so careless? This is a battlefield, and there is no room for negligence." ”

Chenguang said: "What's the point of going on to fight? ”

Jacktu said, "Boy, who said the city is broken? ”

As he spoke, he took a few more Saint Capital warriors to the next floor.

Chenguang listened to his words and was skeptical.

At this time, the Mitarion army on the top floor had almost been wiped out, and Amytis and Niu Er had already arrived in front of the palace. They were accompanied by a young man dressed in pure white robes.

Morninglight hurried towards them, but Amytis shook her head at him and motioned for him to go elsewhere. Morninglight watched them walk into the palace.

The morning light left the top floor and quietly fell to the eighth floor. In the eighth layer, the defense line of the Belém defensive passage has been breached, and at this moment, the entire eighth layer has become a battlefield. Jacktu and the Warriors of the Holy Capital had already gone to the lower ranks, while the defenders of Belém were fighting with the Mitarion.

In one corner, Kuang Xinzhu, covered in blood, was shielding Kaka's mother and daughter, surrounded by dozens of Mitarion's soldiers, including several knights and warriors.

The morning light flew down from the top floor, just in time to see this scene, he hurriedly flew forward, the golden light flashed, several Mitarion soldiers were scattered in all directions, the morning light burst into the core, and stood side by side with Guo Xinzhu. When Xinzhu saw the morning light coming, a flash of light flashed in her eyes, but she said, "I don't need your help, I can do it myself." ”

Chenguang smiled and said, "I'm not helping you, I'm helping the boss Kaka, our luggage is still in her shop." ”

Guo Xinzhu said: "Her mother is seriously injured and needs to be treated quickly. ”

Chenguang nodded, stopped talking, and the Dao rhyme in his hand flowed, and he had already killed the Mitarion army.

Just as the fierce battle on the lower floors was in full swing, Amytis, Niu Er, and the mysterious white-robed young man entered the palace on the top floor. They came to a huge statue in the depths of the palace. The statue was just a huge head, ten feet high, that filled the entire palace, and it seemed that there was still his body under the palace, and he seemed to be buried in Wickburg.

The young man gently pulled out a dagger and nodded to Niu Er, Niu Er stepped forward slowly, stretched out his left hand, and the young man cut the dagger through Niu Er's arm, and blood gushed out.

Niu Er stepped forward again and sprinkled his own blood on the statue. A gentle vibration came from the statue, and dust rustled from the roof of the palace.

The young white-robed mage began to chant some kind of incantation, which was obscure and mysterious. Around his body, a halo of orange gradually appeared, and the incantations he recited began to emerge in the air, turning into rows of spells, circling around his body.

The young man's eyes were furious, the five fingers of his left hand were furious, and the flowing charms flowed from his fingertips and flowed into the statue's features.

With the continuous flow of spells, the statue's facial features gradually began to bloom with strange light, when the last charm melted into the statue's eyes, a long low and huge sigh came from the statue's mouth, echoing on Wickburg for a long time, at the same time, Niu Er seemed to lose his mind, his whole body was stiff, and his expression was sluggish, Ametis was about to call him on the side, but the white-robed young man reached out to stop her, and shook his head at the same time, signaling not to do so.

The statue's sigh lasted for half a cup of tea. Then, those eyes, which were larger than ordinary people, showed a dark color like an abyss.

"Who are you, and why did you awaken my eternal sleep?" a huge and pure Shenzhou Continent language came out of the statue's mouth. Amytis was stunned.

The white-robed mage seemed to be very puzzled, looked at Amytis, and saw that she was just staring at the statue in a daze, and quickly reached out and pushed her. Amytis woke up and quickly replied to the statue, "We are at war with Mitarion and need your help. ”

"Thou hast not yet answered, who are thou waiting? "The statue's voice was majestic and emotionless, intimidating and surrendering.

"I am Amytis of the Demon Clan, and it is Newell Brooke Poppperas José of the royal family of Belém who awakens you, who are being invaded and need your help. Amytis's answer was as a speck of sweat ran down her cheeks.

The statue was silent for a moment, then slowly muttered to itself, "I remember." In the battle of annihilation, the terrifying superior broke the heavens and the earth, our mountains swore to resist, my body was shattered, and it was a small creator who rescued my head and placed it here to cultivate. I said that if he needs it in the day, I will do all in my power for him, that I will repay the kindness of that day, and I have made a blood sacrifice with him. But it turned out that the time had come. ”

Amytis was confused, but she understood the last few words, and hurriedly said: "Yes, it is the descendants of the royal family of Belen who have awakened you with blood, please help the people of Belen." With that, she knelt down towards the statue.

The statue laughed and said, "Little creator, you don't need to be like this, since we have a covenant, we will definitely fulfill our promise." As he spoke, dust fell from the statue, and a huge mouth the size of a room opened, and a low, visible wave came out of the mouth and spread beyond Wickburg.

In Mitarion's Chinese military tent, an old black-robed mage saw the ripples spread out in this circle, and his originally squinted eyes widened, he walked a few steps outside the tent, staring intently at Fort Wick and the mountains on both sides, and only after a while did he turn to a girl in armor and sitting upright in the middle of the military tent and said: "Your Royal Highness Princess, the power of the mountains has been awakened, and Fort Wick can no longer be attacked, please withdraw your Royal Highness the princess, and try again in the future." ”

The girl's willow eyebrows were raised, and a layer of frost seemed to be shrouded in her beautiful face. She groaned slightly, and said to the left and right: "Let the front army speed up the siege, as long as we break through Fort Wick, the power of the mountains will be helpless against us." Then he ordered the Hussars of the Guards and the Thousand Knights who had not yet fought to prepare for retreat. Also, how much loss does Tianzhou have?"

A middle-aged man sitting under her said expressionlessly: "Princess, at this moment, the city gate of Fort Wick has been breached, and the city is broken in an instant, and the Tianzhou fleet has lost three ships. The Guardian Wyvern rode a bow and arrow, and magic had little effect on it, so it seemed that Tianzhou could only retreat first. Although he said this respectfully, there was not much respect on his face, and his tone was equally flat.

The girl squinted at him and said, "General Stewart did not agree to the expedition to Namphanaburi in the first place, it seems that what the general said that day should not act rashly against Nampyanaburi, and the strategy of carrying out inbred long-distance attacks is correct." ”

Stewart still sat still when he heard this, and said: "The last general is just a reckless man, and what he says is all from his heart, because since the general is on the battlefield, he should go all out to win, there is no other way." ”

The girl hooked the corners of her mouth and smiled, and said: "The general doesn't have to be careful, the meaning of this palace is that you should listen to the general's opinion more in the future, and I hope that the general will not mind today's battle." ”

When Stewart heard this, he looked directly at the girl, but the girl turned her face away and let the herald go down to convey the order.

While the two of them were talking, there had been a great change on the battlefield.

The long whistling of the statue on Fort Wick had stopped, but a moment later, as if in response to the whistling, the mountains around Fort Wick resounded in a similar whistling sound, and then a wave of tremors came from the surrounding mountain walls.