Chapter 125: Bombardment and indiscriminate bombing

Lear couldn't help but laugh as he watched the elated magic students unleash all kinds of magic under the cover of the Dark Devils and the Death Camp warriors.

The magic students of the Byron Imperial Academy of Magic are all magicians with strength ranging from level two to four, and when have these magic students living in the ivory tower released magic on a large scale so coolly.

There are strong warriors to protect their safety, the sparse arrows flying in the distance are blocked by the soldiers before they can fly close, and the long arrows that fly in front of them are also blocked by shields, they just need to chant spells, cast magic, recover their magic, and continue to chant spells.

Clusters of fireballs fell from the sky, strings of whirlwinds rose from the ground, and ice bullets, ice arrows, and ground thorns were mixed together indiscriminately, blasting the gate of the bandits' lair to shreds.

And the Holy Knights of the Temple of Light had just stood on the hillside not far away, pouting as the gladiator soldiers and magicians led by Lear staged this farce of attacking the mountain.

Where is this attacking the mountains to eliminate bandits, is it just playing with children!

Two hundred magicians, although the level is not high, but they are also magicians, the dilapidated mountain gate aimed at the bandits has been bombarded for two hours, and the mountain gate has long disappeared and turned into ashes, but the magicians are still happy to bombard indiscriminately, and even the ground has been cut down by three inches!

Alex's mouth was crooked, Master Magician, can't you change places and extend a little deeper into the enemy? There are no living people in that place! Isn't magic worthless? Don't you want money for the "Rejuvenation Pill"? The Templar Knights watched the Magician Master swallow the "Rejuvenation Pill" like eating jelly beans, and their noses were almost crooked.

The bandit leader of the Bulyue Mountain, Agno, is going crazy, these magicians are too bullying, but I have never seen such a bully, it is simply abuse, abuse.

One wall was knocked down, and then another one was raised, and two hundred magicians collectively released magic, even the average army of 10,000 people is not so extravagant, is it easy for us to be bandits? A few days ago, a guy named Dax came, saying that he was the great prince of the empire, and the eldest prince promised that as long as he got rid of an upstart duke who had a grudge against him in Yanjing, he could be incorporated into his subordinates and could be named a nobleman......

Agno was extremely excited, gathered nearly 10,000 bandits on various nearby hills, and vowed to give the noble lord who offended the eldest prince a good look! By the way, he can also make a vote, which nobleman is not pot-bellied and rich, maybe this noble lord has a few beautiful wives and daughters, and he can be the wife of the village......

Agno only now found out that they had been used, and the army of the Grand Prince had disappeared, leaving them with nowhere to flee, but these fierce and vicious fellows pursued them all the way to their lair.

Who are these Qiu Ba masters? They pick up people's heads without asking for anything, and it is said that there are still a few officers and soldiers who have broken their heads and bled because they have beaten their heads! Could it be that they are the descendants of ogres, and they cook people's heads as snacks......

Acino was thinking nonsense, and the other bandit leaders shouted: "Boss Agnor, we can't stand it anymore, where are there so many magicians over there, who are you letting us provoke, is it His Majesty the Emperor's Imperial Forest Army? or the ace troops of the four major legions......

Agno was distraught, he hadn't seen so many magicians since he was so old!

"Surrender, Lao Tzu is surrendering!" he yelled: "The elite legions of the empire who came to attack us are clearly the empire's elite legions, and if we don't surrender, we will only have a dead end." ”

The bandit leaders couldn't help but shudder when they thought of the soldiers with their heads pinned to their waists and their eyes as cold as death, even the ace army of the empire was probably not so cold-blooded.

"Surrender, surrender! Fuck the prince, they didn't even give us a copper or a grain of grain except for a verbal promise!"

The bandits made noise, they were originally a plate of loose sand, and if they fought a smooth battle, it would naturally be smooth, but when they encountered the "death camp" and the black devil army that were more vicious and cruel than them, they had already been frightened.

At the foot of the mountain, Dardanelle watched in bewilderment as the magic students unleashed all kinds of magic without stopping, the wooden fence on the top of the mountain had already been blasted into powder, and even the rocks were shattered under the rampant fire, ice, and lightning magic. There are dozens of magic students behind them who are using up their magic power under the cover of soldiers and resting and meditating in place.

"Lord Lear, I'm afraid there won't be a single ant left in that place," Dardanelle said, "why don't you send someone in there and kill all the bandits......

Lear laughed and said, "Master Dardanelle, we are soldiers and nobles of the empire, not executioners, let alone butchers! There are more than 10,000 of those bandits, are we going to kill them all?"

Dardanelle looked at the "death battalion" soldiers on both sides with cold expressions and cold and indifferent eyes, and almost everyone had several heads hanging from their waists, and muttered, "If they are not butchers, then they are demons crawling out of hell!" But he did not say it: "My lord, what do you mean?"

"You'll understand in a moment. Lear had a smile on his lips, and the old magician felt a chill. In fact, Lear was also depressed! Since the promulgation of the policy of rewarding merit with heads, the reaction of the soldiers of the "death camp" was simply unexpected.

In order to fight for the enemy's head, these soldiers did not even care for their lives, and in order to move more quickly and cut people more neatly, they threw heavy armor everywhere, wearing only light leather armor, and some simply went into battle shirtless.

In a confrontation with a group of undisciplined and low-fighting bandits, half of them were slightly or seriously injured, and a few restless fellows fought each other for their heads!

What a headache!

At this moment, a white flag suddenly rose on the top of the mountain, and the bandits shouted loudly: "Stop fighting, we surrender, surrender ......"

"Wait a while, wait a while and then surrender!" I don't know which magician roared: "The 'Hui Qi Pill' that Lord Piaoxiang has equipped us with hasn't been exhausted yet? Anyway, eating the 'Hui Qi Pill' will help increase the magic power! Lao Tzu has already increased a lot of mana in the past half a day, hahaha......"

The bandits' noses are crooked, and this battle is so hard that they are not even allowed to surrender.

The noses of the gods of the Temple of Light are also crooked, I have seen the waste, I have never seen such a ruined family, our Temple of Light is begging to help others fight in vain, but there is no benefit at all, but other magicians?

Lear's nose is also crooked! Uncle, my elixir didn't pick it up from the road!

(It's cool to watch, just vote for wood, and the back is more exciting.) There is a change at about six o'clock in the evening, ask for tickets, collect, recommend...... ）