Just as Hemmer organized the defense line to prepare for the incoming land ahead, there was unfavorable news behind him.

The herald reported that hundreds of shadow warriors suddenly appeared in the outer city and attacked the rear army from the flank, destroying the Reaper ballista positions on the spot, and several legions were thrown into chaos at the same time, taking care of themselves.

Calvesis's order to Hemer was to hold the gates and wait for the regrouped rear army to arrive.

The soldiers in Hemer's current hands plus the newly incorporated defeated army are no more than a thousand people, and many of them are still wounded, and the combat effectiveness can be imagined.

They had to face Alasta and dozens of his elite White Lion Janissaries, a nearly 1,000-strong Lothern navy, and countless slave troops.

Quantity and quality are completely crushed.

"But if you just block these defenders and drag them until the rear troops arrive, it is not without a chance of winning." Korvesic did not give him a specific time, and Hemmer had no idea what to expect, and could only hope that the situation would be more optimistic.

He deployed 200 Dread Spearmen at the forefront, using the city gate as a base point to form a fan-shaped formation in the direction of the inner city, while the Gloomy Swordsmen stayed in the rear as reserves, ready to be replaced.

The remaining sixty or so sword-wielding Ark pirates, who were Hemer's personal guards, were now sent to the left front, hoping to use their powerful anti-infantry capabilities to put pressure on the flanks of Nagaris' army.

Eliden, who specializes in spell killing, stands at the back of the formation with a remarkable posture, providing long-range support to the resistance infantry with the Black Sharp Crossbowmen.

After hastily arranging the troops, Hemmer sat at the forefront to stabilize the morale of the army, in order to express his determination to defend the city, he tore off a piece of white cloth, dipped his hand in blood and wrote the words "Kill or not" and tie it to his helmet.

Elaidon put one hand in his pocket and raised his scepter to condense the power of the wind of death magic.

Shaish is usually attracted to death-related locations, such as battlefields and execution grounds, where the winds of death magic surge more strongly than in other locations, and are most abundant at the turn of day and night. It just so happened that both of these points were satisfied at the moment, so every magic that Eliden unleashed was strengthened by Shaysh.

A jet-black torrent of magic enveloped Hemmer and the others, spreading into a thick inky shadow, like black tentacles extending out, grabbing the invading Nagaris army.

Before many of the slaves could rush over, they ran back in fright, trampling each other in a panic, killing and wounding countless people.

How could the red-eyed Alasta care about these rabble, he saw that there was actually a line of defense in front of him and personally charged, and more than a dozen bloody white lions followed closely and pounced.

Boom!

Alasta lifted his double-edged axe and slashed at the shield of a dreaded spearman, the sharp blade embedded in the shield, and he roared loudly and lifted the shield away, sending the stunned spearman flying several meters with a single punch.

"I'm going, what Saiyan..."Hemmer next to him was dumbfounded, and quickly ripped off the white strip on his helmet, for fear of being seen by Alasta.

Shocked to shocked, Hemmer quickly commanded the nearby fear spearmen to surround Alasta, seeing that he was deeply encircled, Rasta had no fear, but laughed loudly, he carried the blood-stained double-edged axe, and spun in a circle in place, and a dozen fear spearmen who rushed forward flew in all directions, slammed into the ground, and then made no sound.

At the same time, the soldiers of the two armies finally collided and began a fierce fight.

"You're the commander?" In the midst of the chaos, Alasta's scarlet eyes glared at Hemmer, grinning a flirtatious grin, "Die." ”

"No...", the word behind Hemmer hasn't come out yet. Alasta picked up the battle axe and slashed at him, seeing the Saiyan do it to him, Hemmer hurriedly dodged, and the axe blade slashed down against Hemer's side, and the floor shattered when it fell to the ground, and cracks spread everywhere like cobwebs.

Hemmer was not ambiguous, taking advantage of Alasta's castration, he gritted his teeth and crashed into the other party, Alasta was staggered by his hard shoulder armor, and before he could stabilize his body, a long sword slashed at him head.

The battle-hardened Alasta immediately put the tomahawk on top of his head and flicked away the deadly sword, and then swept his right foot across Hemer's knee, and the strong force even sent out a wind whistle, if he kicked, Hemer would lose his combat effectiveness on the spot.

Hemo suppressed the trembling long sword, and he didn't react at all, and he was about to be knocked down, and suddenly, a dark magic force wrapped around the root of Alasta's foot, and with a forceful pull, Alasta's whole center of gravity was unstable, and he actually fell first. Seeing that he was tripped, Hemer broke out in a cold sweat, and at the same time, he immediately followed the mending knife, holding the long sword and continuously inserting it into the ground, but all of them were dodged by Alasta one by one.

As the captain of the White Lion Guard, Alasta's combat experience and skill crushed Hemer too much, and subconsciously relied on the body's reaction to avoid the blade, and after rolling on the ground for a circle, he quickly got up and grabbed a shield next to him to block the latter's sword blade swing again.

"That damn sorceress!"

Alasta glared fiercely at Eliden in the distance, if she hadn't been making trouble just now, she would have killed this Dread Lord a long time ago.

Glared at by the blonde hunk, Eliden smiled charmingly, and even gave each other a flying kiss.

“mua~”

Although he didn't say a word, it was like a sword, Alasta's face turned red, and a strong feeling of nausea hit his heart, and he wanted to punch Eliden through!

Smashing his shield at Hemmer, Alasta regained his grip on the tomahawk and slashed several of the Dreadspearmen who were taking advantage of him to the ground.

Seeing that the thin line of the surrounding spearmen was crumbling in their eyes, Hemmer hurriedly shouted and ordered the two gloomy swordsmen who had prepared behind him to fill in the line.

But his move was also noticed by the enemy.

The commander of Nagaris shouted at the front of the troops, "That's the Dread Lord of the other side!" It's their commander! Kill him! Kill him!! ”

As the words fell, the morale of the High Elf soldiers soared, and the anger of the troops was far greater than many people had imagined. Even the follow-up Lothern navy held their spears and ignored the orders of their superiors to kill.

The Black Sharp Crossbowmen in the rear of the Hemmer Army tirelessly loaded their crossbow bolts and fired indiscriminately at these navy without large shields, and dozens of people fell in a pool of blood in an instant.

Another strong wind from the harbor of Anaheim swept through the Lord's Courtyard, weaving between the two armies engaged in fierce fighting. Attracted by the blood and death, the wind of purple magic, Ish-Ish, condensed to the extreme, Elaidon finally pulled out his left hand in his pocket, and gathered his staff in front of him in both hands.

"O Begana cursed by the fraudsters! Pour out your pain and death on the battlefield! ”

As Eliden finished chanting the incantation, countless evil shadows appeared out of thin air, instantly enveloping the dense army of the High Elves, and then great turmoil broke out inside.

Many of the warriors bled to death on the spot, and many more threw their weapons and shields into the sky, and then laughed strangely, as if they had instantly become demented fools.

The riots even affected Alasta, at this moment he was hit by Elidon's soul withered, his speed and strength were greatly reduced, he wanted to go back to regroup the troops and was entangled by Hemer and couldn't get out, he could only watch his White Lion Guards fall into the blood-stained battlefield one by one, and those majestic and mighty Charris White Lions were stabbed into a sieve by the fear spearmen, and blood was splashed everywhere.

Finally getting rid of Hemer, and before Alasta could regroup his troops, Eliden tried to unleash another death-based high-level magic again.

According to Eliden's mana storage limit, it was impossible for her to release two high-level magic in a row, but at this moment, Sha Yishi's power had reached its peak, so she tried her best to release a second high-level magic, Zeres Purple Evil Sun.

The moment the giant celestial body filled with evil aura appeared, nearly a hundred slaves were dragged into it and completely annihilated.

The purple evil sun slowly moved around the battlefield like a black hole, uprooting the great trees, and along with the shattered ground, countless High Elves were dragged into the shadow of death.

The pressure on the Hemmer army plummeted, but the number of people on the opposite side was too much, even if they ate two high-level magic, they still had an absolute advantage.

In the ensuing fierce fighting, their own troops were rapidly reduced, and the formation gradually retreated to the city gate, during which Hemer's helmet was knocked off, and his long white hair was scattered.

In an instant, Hemmer was in a trance, his vision flickered and brightened, and the world seemed to be quiet at this moment, and he could only hear his own rapid gasps.

Suddenly, a guard rushed to Hemer's side, panting and suggesting, "My lord, if we continue to fight like this, we will die!" Order the brothers to withdraw!! The Black Ark pirate's hands were almost blunt, his face was covered in blood, and he couldn't tell whether it was his own or his enemy's.

"If we continue to fight, we will die!!"

The echo of the soldier echoed in Hemer's ears.

He came to his senses in an instant, only to notice that the troops had been squeezed to the city gates, and that people were lying in pools of blood at every moment, and that the remaining soldiers were resisting to the death, and some even needed the support of their companions to barely stand upright.

The High Elves' armies are still charging.

The situation was so precarious, Hemmer wiped the sweat from his forehead, only to be touched by the blood stains on his hands, and he looked around at his few remaining soldiers, and his heart was in a desperate struggle.

To withdraw, or not to withdraw?

Retreating would be tantamount to ceding the inner city to the High Elves, and would most likely trigger a chain reaction that would lead to the failure of the siege.

If you don't withdraw, the soldiers who came out of Iron Thorn Town will die here.

How, exactly?

Hemmer hesitated for a few moments, but finally made up his mind.

Fall back!

Just as he was about to beckon everyone to retreat, the sound of a large number of troops advancing suddenly came from behind him.

Everyone looked back and saw that it was Moras's personal guard, the Nagarond Black Guard, armed with a heavy halberd, who had rushed to the battlefield.

"Reinforcements have arrived!"

"It's our army!!"

"It's time for a counterattack!!"

“....”

The surrounding soldiers were ecstatic. Hemmer breathed a heavy sigh of relief, a feeling of weakness quickly coming to his mind, and he barely managed to stand on the tip of his sword.

With the elite Black Guard on board, the situation changes in an instant.

The army of the Dark Elves arrived one after another, passing past Hemmer and charging at the Nagaris army opposite.

In the confusion, Eliden saw that Hemmer was not looking right, and came over to help him.

Eliden persuaded Hemmer to return to the camp to rest, but Hemmer was worried that his soldiers would not return, so she could not resist him, so she had to help him slowly forward.

The tide of battle suddenly reversed, and even the heroic Alasta could not change the situation on the battlefield.

Nagareth's army was defeated, and the slaves who had defected lay down their arms without even having the courage to resist when their morale collapsed.

The entire battlefield was reduced to a one-sided slaughter.

An hour later, the sky suddenly exploded, and a burning black chaos lightning slashed down from the sky and landed on the remnants of the Nagareth army, and countless people were crushed into dust, and a storm of blood mist swept away.

In the eye of the storm, there was a wand floating silently.

Aslata recognized the ominous wand as none other than the Kalradion wand of Moras, the High Sorceress of Gorond.

By the time he realized this, Moras, riding the black Pegasus Sophielet, had already descended into the sky, and in the duel with the Shadow King, she took advantage of the other party's unnoticed magic to use the magic of traveling between worlds to descend on the inner city, and a single magic evaporated thousands of people.

Now, in the courtyard of the lord of Noda, only a few people of Alasta are still resisting, and everyone is seriously injured and is about to die here.

Suddenly, an eagle roared from afar, and the giant eagle swooped down, and on top of it stood the Shadow King and a group of his henchmen.

The Shadow King looked at the corpse-strewn courtyard, his eyes bloodshot, and he drew his bow angrily, aiming an arrow at the Dark Elf army and falling into it like a cannonball.

Bang!

The earth shattered, dust flew and countless dark elves died in the magical blasts of the Lunar Bow.

The Shadow King drew his bow again and was about to shoot a second arrow, but was interfered with by Morath, who reacted, with magical power.

The giant eagle glided low close to the ground, and the hand of the Shadow Crown on it beckoned to the Alasta people.

"Come up!"

Alasta then looked around at the many dark elf armies that surrounded him, and also saw Hermer and Eliden among them.

He clenched his fists and stared angrily at the two of them, if his eyes could kill, Hemmer and Eliden would have died many times. As he jumped on the back of the eagle with his men, he also saw Eliden kiss him again.

Azlata's forehead was bruised.

"Moras, don't get too complacent. The war has just begun. The Shadow King and Morath looked at each other and gritted their teeth, and the latter chuckled, "I hope so." ”

The giant eagle carried the surviving High Elves and roared away in front of everyone's eyes.

The departure of the Shadow King also announced the fall of Anaheim. The Dark Elves have retaken the Black Shores, driving the last of the High Elves back to the island of Osune in the New World.