Weapons reflecting the cold light were spreading along the horizon, and the raging tide was surging towards the walls!

"Kill!"

The sound of the charge was deafening, forcibly breaking through a scorching space with the rain line covering the sky, and even the calmest ground was trampled on with a bang!

"Wow!"

Rolling logs and falling rocks smashed people into a bloody blur, screaming and flying backwards. The boiling oil in the oil pot also poured down, pouring the soldiers of the city into a froth and falling to the ground wailing.

Another few frozen magic balls were thrown down in Ronald's hands!

After a few Ice Demon Rings, even if the soldiers were blessed with buff magic and covered with iron-clad wooden shields, they still wailed and broke their hands and feet, and even lost their lives!

Puff, puff!

The shallow moat was filled with severed limbs and thick waters of crimson blood. The smell of burning, the smell of blood, instantly filled the battlefield within a radius of kilometers!

But no one cared about this, and the soldiers on both sides responded to the call of the battlefield, their eyes widened, as if they were going to kill hard!

Flying mud and blood splashed wantonly at the feet of the Imperial soldiers! Rolling people, shouting with weapons held high, rushed to the city gate bravely.

On the wide city wall, which is more than 20 meters high, hundreds of siege ladders have been erected. Ignoring their fallen and pushed companions, the Imperial death squad, sword in hand, leaped up from the battlements and slaughtered the Falken soldiers defending the city!

Jingle Bell!

The sound of hand-to-hand exchanges on the city wall became more and more intense! The corpses falling from the city wall became more and more numerous! The screams on the city wall became more and more terrible!

Rumble! Hard, angular granite was pushed off the walls one after another, crushing the flesh and blood of the humans. Under the pressure of great pain, the faces of the unlucky ghosts appeared distorted, and some even had their stomachs cracked!

The fishy smell thickens the whole battlefield!

Among the corpses strewn and scattered under the city walls, scarlet organs and tangled intestines were scattered haphazardly under the city walls and in the moat. And the foul-smelling blood, like tentacles spreading and twisting, painted a strange image on the mud floor below the city.

Bang!

Suddenly, the entire wall seemed to tremble.

Catching a glimpse of the huge crack in the broken door panel, the soldiers who were struggling to resist the sticks quickly dispersed.

Bang! again.

The half-meter-thick stick and the heavy deadbolt finally couldn't withstand the pressure of the impact, and countless sharp wooden thorns cracked. The thick gates cracked with a creaking sound, and they fell to the ground.

The last siege vehicle smashed through the inner door, but it was also burned by a dozen fireballs and sent thick black smoke. Having exhausted the magic in their wands, their respective mage teams quickly withdrew from the battlefield and returned to their own positions, leaving only cavalry and infantry to fight bravely.

"Long live the Empire!"

An Imperial soldier roared, but the next moment a spear pierced his throat.

"Long live Falken!"

A Falken soldier stepped forward, only to be pierced through the chest by a sneak arrow. Immediately afterwards, several attacks from different directions struck rapidly, cutting the leather armor of the soldier who was still covering his wounds, cutting out a deep crimson!

Jingle Bell!

At this moment, the narrow alleyway between the inner and outer walls was full of soldiers who were fighting. The screams and shouts of killing were incessant, and the piercing friction of the blade pierced the eardrums unbearably.

No one cares about those, each other has only enemies in their eyes! Kill or be killed, almost at the moment of the exchange of weapons!

Blood will always be the main theme of the battlefield.

Under this eternal theme, the various voices on the battlefield converge together, like musical notes, to form an impassioned war song!

If we say, sound is the note of inspiration for the creator. Well, blood is the ink in the hands of the creator. The alleys and city walls are sheet music presented to the world.

Time, in a scorching and furious atmosphere, flies by.

The creator of the wellspring of inspiration squinted his eyes comfortably, feeling the trembling of his soul that only he could understand. In order to show the world that beauty, it used the splashes of bright red as ink, and wrote on the lanes and city walls.

Jingle bell, ah, hmm, help!

The endless fighting and screaming sounded as the notes were presented, and finally the ensemble was played into a perfect movement.

The short interval was the rolling stones and logs piled under the city walls, so much prepared, but useless under the suppression of the enemy's forces. They just lay there in silence, letting the corpses fall on them, letting the blood spill on them.

Syllable.

Another headless corpse, staggering backwards, eventually falling on top of the pile of logs. And what killed him was a black-haired young man with cold eyes.

Ronald, after slashing open the chest of a spearman with a sword, has finally made up his mind!

If you don't phantom yourself, Fort Orleans will inevitably ...... Sooner or later, I will be noticed by the woman of Adra! Instead of hiding all the time, it is better to turn the passive into the active!

Ronald fought all the way to Victoria's side, approached her and whispered, "Your Highness Princess, don't summon the Red Dragon for the time being!"

Seeing the surprise in Victoria's eyes, Ronald suddenly condensed a chill!

"Come on!"

He resolutely jumped off the city wall! Like a big black eagle, he swooped down with a chilling killing intent!

Bang!

Where I landed, the earth seemed to shake!

What's even more terrifying is that an icy trajectory began to spread out in a fan along the magic sword of Ronald's pillar on the ground, freezing, and condensing cold crystals!

Click, click, click.

Ronald drew his weapon and looked up coldly. Following his slow but firm steps, the 90-degree fold angle of the fan in front of him was full of ice sudden!

The Imperial soldiers, who were still shouting and charging one moment, were condensed into ice sculptures with various distorted expressions the next. With Ronald's faint sound of touching the ground, the ice sculptures burst and shattered one by one!

The scarlet ice shattered to the ground, provoking a cry of fear.

"This, is this still Rona Kid?" Bruno, who caught a glimpse of all this, couldn't help but grunt in his throat, with a face full of disbelief.

"Don't worry, he's still him. The mage was lightly comforted, but he was also secretly surprised in his heart.

Can he actually condense an ice cube more than fifty meters away? Could it be that his magic power has already reached the level of a ** master? This, this is not his complete strength?

Angels, "legendary creatures" in ancient records.

Christine's eyes flashed with fascination.

Luo's real posture, is it as recorded in the book, with wings behind him, awe-inspiring and inviolable?

"Be careful!

Bruno's quick eyes and quick hands pulled his friend in a trance, and at the same time flew out a small knife, stabbing a swordsman who tried to sneak up on him.

After a stumbling moment, the mage hurriedly gathered his thoughts. Under Bruno's protection, he fought and retreated, running towards Blair, who was fighting his way to the enemy.

On Ronald's side, although his pace was slow, there was an unstoppable killing intent in his aqua blue pupils. The speed of time seems to have slowed down a lot around him.

With every step Ronald takes, the ice cube under his feet stretches out!

Gradually, there was not a single living mouth in the fan in front of him, and even the fanatical crusaders were forced to avoid a distance under the pressure of the strong man.

"Bow and arrow, bow and arrow!"

In the distance, the shouts of the Imperial Archer Commander were heard.

The arrows of countless bows and arrows were aimed at the black-haired man with a sword who was slowly walking forward.

Whoosh!

These three-edged arrows with barbs were all aimed at Ronald's fatal point.

Ronald's pace didn't slow down even a small step at all! In the face of such a dense and deadly rain of arrows, he didn't even stir up the Ice Mirror Technique!

Dingding.

Ronald's body resounded with a myriad of metallic crunches, and the deadly arrows only made a crisp sound when they touched the skin that was as hard as a diamond, but equally flexible, and fell to the ground.

The attack was fruitless, and the soldiers were stunned! They looked at the black-haired young man who looked like a grim reaper with an uneasy expression, and subconsciously retreated again and again.

The originally high morale of the emperors suddenly became sluggish.

This is the existence of the strong people on the continent that they did not expect! This is the power of the top powerhouses, one person, forcing ten thousand people to retreat!

Lardo, who noticed the subtle changes in the atmosphere of the battlefield, was the first to shout: "Long live Falken!" A wind ball, accompanied by his impassioned words, was thrown into the still stunned crowd of imperial soldiers.

"Ahh

"Hmm......"

It was only after a terrible scream that the soldiers woke up.

Led by him, the soldiers shouted: "Long live Falken!"

The clink, the crunch of weapons suddenly rang out, and screams and exclamations poured into everyone's ears again. But this time, it was the Falkens, who were inferior in numbers, who took the initiative on the battlefield!

Seeing that there was no one in front of him, Ronald suddenly sprinted.

Ice Blade!

The ice edges on the ground no longer gushed out, but in the rapid sprint, countless fine but sharp ice blades radiated out around his body, killing the Imperial soldiers for a while.

The Great Knight Anthony, who had been expressionless and lifeless, suddenly lit up with his eyes!

"Drive!"

He spurred his horse and galloped towards the black-haired young man who was wantonly killing!

Just as Ronald was killing unscrupulously, he suddenly heard a rush of pace, and immediately felt a strong killing intent attacking.

"Die!"

Ronald saw a crusader with steel armor on his right shoulder, pick up his axe, and his body began to spin wildly. Under that high-speed rotation, the burly man gradually turned into a whirlwind, sweeping towards him with a fierce killing intent.

All of a sudden, the sound of the two men's weapons clashing like iron clanged non-stop.

Feeling the tremor coming from his wrist, Ronald sneered, the corners of his mouth cursing in a sarcastic arc.

The next moment, "Jianyi-Meteor" was already ready to launch. Ronald decided to give the enemy a dismount, and the sacrifice was this guy who stood in the way.

Seeing that his proud combat skill "Whirlwind Slash" was easily defended by the enemy, the axe man's eyes widened angrily, he let out a loud shout, and suddenly raised his battle axe to prepare to split.

However, when he raised his hand, he saw his opponent's swift figure flashing. Immediately after him, he caught a glimpse of the sword light, and before he could make a dodge movement, the axe man felt a chill in his chest.

Ronald's speed at the moment is like a meteor.

The weapon broke through the wind and swept by. In just a moment, he brought out a half-moon slash and a rising dragon slash, easily slicing the belt of the axe man's shoulder armor, and taking advantage of the situation, he cut into a deep bloody wound, freezing his wound into a bruise.

But the surge of blood broke through the coagulation speed of the ice crystals!

While!

With the crisp sound of the shoulder armor falling to the ground, the axe man puffed out angry eyes and fell to the ground.

Blood lines quickly poured into the air.

Bang!

The gloomy canopy suddenly lit up, and several bolts of lightning rushed down into the sky and landed on the city wall.

Seeing that General Bruce's masterpiece was again, Ronald quickly shifted his gaze to the three Crusader swordsmen who were charging towards him.

Before he could take a step, a group of crusaders with fanatical intent in their eyes roared and rushed to kill. Unlike ordinary soldiers, these church warriors have little protection, but without exception, they all have more or less magical fluctuations.

"Long live the Most High God!"

Behind him, the morale of the enemy army erupted into high spirits.

"Inspirational", "Morale-boosting", "Pray", etc., several support skills are inspired from the squad leaders in the Order. With the combination of these skills, the crusaders became more morale-boosting and even more crazy!

Looking coldly at the madmen, Ronald leaned forward, took the initiative to rush into the enemy group, and slashed the swordsman who rushed to the front with a swing of his sword. At this time, there was a sudden horn sound of "woo" in his ears.

"Retreat, retreat!

The Imperial Commander's short commands burst into his ears.

Ronald looked around and found that the Imperial soldiers, who were still rushing forward just now, immediately began to retreat towards their own position in an orderly manner. Even the crusaders, who were still shouting arrogantly just now, began to retreat rapidly.

And at this moment, Ronald's feet are full of bright red.

Gotta got, gotta got.

A hurried sound of horses' hooves reached Ronald's ears at an inopportune time.

Bite!

The blades of the swords collided, giving birth to a crisp sound. The killing intent that reflected a bleak white light poured out along the broad blade in the knight's hand.

The two swords intersected again, and Ronald's enchanted sword was provoked into a gap, and the person took several steps backwards!