The steel-jawed beast hadron ran wildly, directly in the direction of the mines laid out by the Nordic side, and rushed towards them with the roar of explosions along the way.

Seeing this scene, Byron Weir's face suddenly became extremely solemn.

"Artillery troops, all set fire to enemy behemoths!!"

Within the Nordic artillery unit, nearly eighty armor-piercing cannons were aimed at the target, pouring fire frantically on the steel-jawed beast hadron raging on the battlefield.

The violent continuous artillery bombardment bombarded the body of the steel-jawed beast Hadron, and the hard outer armor was being disintegrated by the armor-piercing bullets little by little, and Wang Meng, who saw this scene, naturally couldn't sit idly by.

However, on the side of the defenders on the southern border, due to the geographical environment, the number of cannons is not much, although the mountain artillery and field artillery suffer in range, but Wang Meng believes that the long-range firepower on their side is still significantly stronger than that of the opposite side.

The southern border army directly began to advance, and the artillery units loaded with high-explosive shells directly launched fire suppression on the enemy positions.

At the same time, the elven archers also fought on the side of the battlefield.

"All the Swift Wind Arrows are ready! Concentrate on sniping enemy artillery!! ”

With the commander's order, the swift wind arrows swept in with a whistling blow, and a large number of artillery soldiers were directly killed mercilessly.

It can be said that when it comes to long-range firepower, the Southern Border Army must be the most ferocious army with long-range firepower in the entire Great Xia!

In the face of such long-range firepower, Byron Weir's face was ugly.

The elven archers on the southern frontier were completely out of range of their rifles at this time, and unless they used their cannons, they would hardly be able to hit that side.

However, all the firepower of the artillery unit is now concentrated together, and it is used to suppress the enemy behemoths, and Byron Weir does not dare to be careless about that kind of strategic-level unit.

However, the archers could not sit idly by, and after thinking for a moment, he immediately ordered: "Send a signal for the Rangers to deal with those archers!" ”

Flares exploded in the air, and the Rangers waiting on the periphery of the battlefield sprang into action.

Although there were no precise orders, as a combat-experienced force, they clearly knew what to do at this time.

The galloping horses rushed towards the elven archers who were also on the edge of the battlefield, but were in a frenzied outbreak.

This blatant action was certainly impossible for the elven archer troops not to notice.

Since Wang Meng dared to put this rear army here, of course he had made sufficient preparations.

The Terran infantry surrounding the Elven Archers is just one of them, and the greatest security comes from another cavalry unit!

"The whole army charges !!"

The Lizardman Lancers sprang into action, and they aimed directly at the enemy Ranger troops.

In this kind of stronghold warfare, even the Swift Dragon, whose agility level far exceeds that of the war horse, cannot really rush into the enemy's trench.

In this way, the lizardmen lancers under the command of Angru were placed near the elven archer army by Wang Meng, and were specifically responsible for protecting their safety.

This force is so powerful that the Ranger officers on the opposite side have seen it, and their light cavalry units are all wiped out in the hands of this orc cavalry.

Although there are only a thousand horses, the combat effectiveness should definitely not be underestimated!

In the face of the menacing Lizardman Lancers, even the superior Nordic Rangers had to retreat, and they did not dare to fight hard, so they could only adopt a more secure kite flow and try to fly their kites.

In the face of such a method, of course, it is impossible for Angru to be beaten obediently.

In the irritable low roar, a pair of scarlet eyes quickly opened, and at this time, not only those lizardman cavalry, but even the swift dragons under them also entered a state of madness, and the speed of running wild was directly more than a step faster. Seeing this, the Ranger officer on the opposite side changed his face instantly.

"Fire !!"

The Ranger attack did not pose much of a threat to the orc cavalry, and although the Ranger kept running wildly, trying to keep a safe distance, the lizardmen lancers were faster after the frenzy.

In just two rounds of fire, the lizardman lancers in a state of madness had already rushed in front of their eyes, and the exaggerated length of the cavalry spears in their hands pierced the bodies of the rangers mercilessly.

However, the number of troops of this ranger unit is far greater than that of the lizardmen lancers, and just one round of charging will not make them collapse.

"Switch sabers, melee!"

Now, they can't run and can't run the other side, so it's better to let go than to be beaten passively.

And the lizardmen lancers also threw away their spears directly after a round of charge, and then pulled out the ring-headed knife at their waists.

The next moment, the cavalry of both sides fought together.

Baron Weir, who saw this scene through the binoculars, twitched his face and cursed secretly.

He sent the rangers to raid the elven archers on the opposite side, but they were intercepted by the orc cavalry troops on the opposite side, which made the enemy elven archers completely unaffected, still sniping their artillery with all their might.

This range and style of play are simply bullying.

Even if the metal bunker was moved in front, it still couldn't bring them much sense of security, and at this time, there was no other choice but Qiang Cheng.

Just when Byron Weir was in a terrible mood because of this, a soldier ran from the rear trench camp in disarray.

"Enemy attack! General, the enemy troops have stormed the camp! Now the church is under attack!! ”

"Walter?!"

Byron Weir, who heard this, was immediately stunned, the enemy troops rushed into the camp, but how did they rush in?!

No matter how much he wondered, it was true.

However, the current situation on the frontal battlefield was not good, and it was impossible to draw too many troops, and after weighing it, Byron Weir quickly issued an order and urgently mobilized the strength of four regiments to support the inside of the trench camp.

At this time, Byron Weir had a sense of foreboding in his heart.

This big war has been completely messed up.

Inside the trench camp of the Norse army.

I have to say that the Templar, a special infantry unit of the Winged Terran with the blessing of divine blessings, is indeed an advantageous front-row class, and once the shield is opened, it can be said that it is quite resistant to beating.

Especially if they have enough faith power, they can continue to activate the Divine Blessing Technique, and they can continue to repair the damaged shield, which makes their resistance level to another level.

Seeing that a Templar was about to rush in front of him, a warrior quickly pulled the trigger, and then without looking, he pulled out a grenade and threw it over.

Rumble!

The shield of the Templar on the other side was shattered, and he immediately rushed forward with his rifle in hand.

Although the warrior's nervous palms broke out in a cold sweat, the movements of his hands did not hesitate at all, and he did not fall behind in melee combat with the Templar in front of him.

However, after all, the Templar is a special class of special races, and they can also set their own blessing spells to strengthen the buff, and their individual strength is definitely stronger than that of human soldiers.

But fortunately, for these special races, humans have a clear advantage most of the time, that is, there are many people.

Bang!

With a single gunshot, a disarmed bullet sinked directly into the Templar's chest.

Without a shield, the Templar's physical body was not much stronger than that of a human.

However, because the shot missed the vital point, the Templar fell to the ground, but continued to struggle.

Seeing this, the warrior who was fighting with him rushed forward with his rifle in hand, and stabbed the bayonet attached to the rifle into the Templar's chest.

When the Templar had taken his breath, he turned to a young warrior with a rifle not far away and gave him a thumbs up.

Then, the two formed a combination, one fighting in close quarters, and the other shooting cold in the back.

Main Battlefield.

In the sky, the battle between the air forces of the two sides was extremely fierce, and in the midst of the frantic fighting, several corpses would fall from the sky from time to time.

And the focus of this air battle must be Adolf and Ares!

The anger in his chest was burning, Ares's offensive became more and more fierce, and under a series of fierce attacks, seeing the moment when the opponent's flaw was the greatest, the swift eagle under Adolf's seat quickly hit a wind pressure!

In the face of this sudden attack, Ares's attack rhythm was disrupted, and even the balance was skewed.

Adolf seized this precious opportunity, a cold glint flashed in his eyes, and the war spear in his hand pierced out again.

At this time, the distance between the two of them, and the speed at which the spear stabbed out, it had become impossible to dodge.

The gorgeous breastplate on Ares's body was directly pierced by the war spear, and Adolf was suddenly shocked, and then the strength of his arms exploded instantly, wanting to take the opportunity to penetrate Ares's heart.

The pain in his heart caused Ares to scream on the spot, and a large amount of blood spilled from his mouth.

At the last moment, Ares, who had already smelled the threat of death, grabbed the grip of the war spear as quickly as possible, perhaps bursting out with his full potential at the moment of life and death.

At this moment, Ares's strength is unexpectedly strong.

After he grabbed the spear, no matter how hard Adolf tried, it was difficult to stab half a point again.

Adolf was also simply, seeing that he couldn't do anything, he directly drew out his war spear, and then quickly retreated a distance of dozens of meters.

As he pulled away, he had already replaced the weapon in his hand with a bow and arrow, and when he raised his hand, he was holding a series of arrows.

In the face of such an attack, Ares quickly cast a divine blessing spell, and the shield that appeared in an instant disintegrated the attack again.

Clutching his chest, Ares realized that he had just fallen into the other party's trap.

For a time, anger, humiliation, resentment...... All kinds of tastes came to his heart.

Ares took a deep breath and calmed himself.

In the next moment, Adolf saw that the other party's hand covering the wound on his chest was emitting white light, and he vaguely felt that something was wrong, and he forced it to kill again.

Unexpectedly, a violent force suddenly erupted from Ares's body.

The six-winged boast behind him suddenly opened, and Adolf actually saw with his own eyes that the other party's wings gradually transformed into a golden-white flame-like posture.

In the next second, Ares's hand covering the wound was released.

The next scene caught his eye, but it made Adolf feel incredible.

The wound on Ares' chest was actually healed!

Adolf was stunned, are these winged people too bullying?

It's already too much to be able to buff yourself and cast spell attacks, but now you can even cast healing spells!

As an enemy, this feeling can only be said to be too bad.

For a while, even Adolf, who had a peaceful personality, had an urge to scold his mother.

On the other side, Ares had completely opened his six wings at this time, and there was only a kind of indifference to the ants left in his eyes.