Slightly earlier, a small town in the territory of the Great Sage's Tower.

The revival army of the Frankish kingdom separated in the early morning. The remaining inhabitants of the town thought that this was the end of the matter and had nothing to do with them, but the army that was secretly surrounding them did not think so.

The alarm bell was too late to sound, and the messenger didn't even have a chance to shout. The brick walls used to defend against monsters and savages cannot stop the human army. They were suppressed before the inhabitants even thought of rebellion. The only thing to be thankful for is that the Marquis of Neumann, who showed up in person, did not hurt anyone. Just let the soldiers expel everyone to the square in the town.

"Townspeople, don't worry." Dressed in shining and mighty armor, the Marquis of Neumann, like a gentle old man, smiled kindly and said to everyone: "I have not come here to hurt you. By following the instructions of my soldiers, no one will be hurt and everyone will be able to survive the day in peace. ”

The morning mist lifted, and the morning sun shone behind the marquis, and the mighty armor shone brightly, reflecting the silver hair and silver beard. It should have been such a beautiful scene, but in the eyes of the townspeople, it brought an ominous chill.

Meanwhile, Maiel Kohler had just finished answering a question from the eldest princess, Mira Salian. A brutal tactic instantly surfaced in the minds of veterans who had been on the battlefield for a long time.

As long as the number of people is enough and they are willing to sacrifice, the interior of most magic towers is easy to break. Fill all the traps with your life, and then kill the tower master in one fell swoop. In a limited space, no matter how powerful a mage is, he can't resist an endless stream of enemies. However, the premise of everything is that you can storm the tower.

As a war fortress that protects the civilized world from the invasion of darkness, the magic tower is of course a strategic magic that is regarded as a forbidden spell when it is attacked by an army, so as to achieve the purpose of killing and injuring a large number of enemies. How to block strategic magic has become the most important issue for the attacking side.

Learn from the barbarians, drive the hostages to charge the enemy at the forefront of the battle line or siege the city. The nobles of the Lost World launched a war against the Magic Tower, and the most despicable tactic was to take a large number of ordinary people as hostages and scatter them among the army, making it difficult for the tower owner to cast the strategic magic of the Magic Tower.

The reason why strategic-level magic is considered a forbidden spell is that it is not allowed to be cast outside of the battlefield due to its ability to injure ordinary people by mistake due to its ability to mass-kill. And what about the large number of ordinary people on the battlefield?

We didn't force ordinary people to attack the tower, we just took it with us. That's the reason the attacking side will use. It seems to be a very legitimate excuse, but it does not diminish its despicable nature.

If the tower owner ignores it, he will directly ban the curse and wash the ground. Although he repelled the invading army, he would be the loser most of the time when facing pressure from the Wizards' Guild. No matter how you can discern it, there are ordinary people killed and injured in magic that shouldn't be used against them. The punishment for abusing the forbidden spell is unimaginably severe.

If you are afraid of the existence of ordinary people, you don't dare to cast forbidden spells. For the attacking army with the numerical advantage, the winner is already decided.

Either way, it's the worst war, and it hits the bottom of Mira Sarian. The anger in his chest burned out, accompanied by feelings of unease and disappointment. She didn't understand why. only knows one thing, if she doesn't vent this fire in her chest, she will regret it for the rest of her life.

With a step on her feet, Mira Sally landed on her tall military horse. To the two subordinates, he said in the language of the Lord of Mystery: 'Ochre, Qingyu, let's do it.' At the same time, he took out his usual flail and put aside his cloak disguise. The heavy armor of the gods bathed in sunlight, and it seemed like a cyan firefly flying through its body.

'Oh, it's finally our turn. ''Prepare for a killing spree, White Mist Warrior. Two temple warriors dressed as maids quickly took out square hammers and maces, and the same god-given heavy armor was displayed in front of everyone.

Mendelsohn was shocked when he saw this, and did not understand why the allegiance had dismounted and dressed in this way, and for a moment his thoughts were so confused that he could not even pay attention to the question of how the eldest princess could afford to wear such heavy armor. He hurriedly shouted and said, "Your Highness, if you want to break through, please get on the horse." The subordinates will open the way for you, and they will definitely fight their way out of the encirclement. The rest of the people were equally excited.

Mila Salian lifted the helmet behind her neck, looked at the crowd with murderous eyes, and said, "No, old Heyman, just follow me." I'm going to kill back. After speaking, as soon as the helmet was buckled, it was used as a tip, followed by two temple warriors, one in front and two in a triangular formation, killing towards the north.

The pace seems to be slow and fast, and every step is clearly visible to others. But Mendelsohn and others, who were in hot pursuit, couldn't catch up even if they ran wildly. The soldiers on the north side of the encirclement network subconsciously raised their spears flat, not waiting for the commander's orders. Because of the demonic actions of the eldest princess, they brought an indescribable meaning. In order to break the unspeakable oppression, the only way to stab forward is to raise the gun.

With a flick of her wrist and a low step, Mira Salian instantly reached the far left of the battle formation. In the stunned expression on the soldier's spear before he could retract it, she regained everything she was as a 'white mist'. Under the command of the Lord of Mysteries, the Captain of the Temple Warrior, as the strongest sharp blade, is not something that ordinary creeps can stop.

The flail known as 'Morning Star' whistled with wind and thunder, striking the soldier's left arm. The force not only knocked the soldiers on the far left side of the line into the air, but also knocked down the entire platoon. Limbs were broken, fractures, internal organs were shattered, and with just one blow, a queue of soldiers was abolished. With another step, the soldiers in the second queue suddenly retreated, and the formation had dispersed.

Ochre Xiang and Qingyu rushed forward and entered the formation, only sweeping left and right, so that people could not be defeated. Suddenly, a corner of the encirclement net was loosened, and the people of the revival army who followed Her Royal Highness the eldest princess to kill.

Maiel Kohler, who was standing in the southern encirclement, looked at the disintegrated northern encirclement and said angrily: "Damn, the people who defend the north are stupid, and they actually let them break through." Kill them like this, should they be said to be too kind, or too stupid. Don't chase yet, don't chase yet! It would be no good for Mira Salian to escape. ”

The powerful blow of the temple warrior Changbai Mist was not directly faced, and it was difficult to understand. In the eyes of the rest of the encirclement, all the credit should be given to the magic flail, which only stirred up their greed for treasures and overwhelmed what little sanity remained. Before Maiel Kohler could command, the others were already in pursuit with a scream.

Unclear on both sides, Mendelsohn thought that they were fighting a retreat and morale would inevitably be low. The army of the Marquis of Neumann thought that they were in pursuit, and the greatest treasure was in front of them, an eldest princess, and a magic flail. While morale was high, they kept catching up with the rear of the Royal Revival Army and eating away at the enemy.

If it weren't for the fact that two Templars came to the rescue from time to time, showing great mobility and skill, the people of the Revival Army would have collapsed much faster.

Although Mira Salian did not care about it, she ran as hard as she could, just wanting to get back to the magic tower as soon as possible and stop everything that might happen. But the team was still caught up and blocked by greedy enemies from time to time, and the heroic posture of the eldest princess could not scare anyone back for a while.

Going back in time, all the townsfolk were tied up and divided into all the queues. The Marquis of Neumann personally led the legions and advanced to the Tower of the Great Sage.

During the march, the Arcane Eye at the top of the Magic Tower reappeared. But other than that, the tower owner didn't react otherwise, just watched the soldiers line up.

Marquis Neumann waited for the deployment of the army for a long time, and from the return of the previous emissary, and the current reaction of the tower owner, he believed that the rookie magician who had been in the tower for less than three years might have been hiding in a corner and shivering.

Looking at the army in front of him, no one could not help but tremble at this. He had amassed more than half of the Frank kingdom, and apart from the crown, he felt like an uncrowned king.

When everything was ready, the Marquis of Neumann sent an emissary according to the custom of the land. The emissary holding high the white flag represents non-armed negotiations, and it would be despicable to kill such a person, and it would be despicable to use such a person to make any small offensive moves. So the messenger went smoothly into the magic tower and said in a loud voice:

"Your Excellency, Lord Tower, on the orders of Lord Neumann, Marquis of the Kingdom of Frank, I have come to declare the intention of war. However, the Lord did not like to sacrifice human life, so he ordered me to persuade the tower owner to surrender. I hope that Your Excellency will accept the goodwill and go out of the tower and surrender to my lord. ”

Lin, who was standing in the hall on the first floor, calmly listened to the messenger's proclamation, and said, "I have not offended the marquis in any way as war should be. If you want to raise up an unrighteous teacher, then I will have no choice but to resist. Please come back. ”

After receiving the answer, the messenger no longer looked serious, but said in a relaxed and regretful tone: "It's a pity, I appreciate the knowledge and wisdom of the tower master, and I really don't want to see such an evolution. ”

"Will you lay down your arms, then? I'll consider sparing your life. ”

The envoy smiled at the tower master's arrogant speech and said, "See the truth on the battlefield." With that, he turned and left.

"What a personable young man, it's a pity." Lin looked at the departing back and shook his head slightly. The figure also faded away.

The messenger who returned to the main array conveyed the meaning of the master of the magic tower. Knowing that this battle was inevitable, the Marquis of Neumann did not change his graceful posture, but only raised his forearms and swung forward lightly.

The sound of the horn of attack was long, spreading to every corner of the battlefield and echoing in everyone's chest.

For the nobles, it was a war of plunder, and the target was the wealth accumulated by the tower owner and the bribes that the marquis promised to give to everyone. So they send their men who can be sacrificed to be at the forefront, to be the first line of attack on the magic tower, or to launch a small nobleman who can be sacrificed to take the lead. They just have to wait, and then share the fruits of victory.

For the soldiers, the village extermination incident more than two years ago has been brought up again. The despicable character of the tower lord who does all kinds of evil is the most frequently mentioned matter in the army recently.

They believe in what a painful thing it is to live in this territory. But they completely ignored the townsfolk who were caught and tied up and knelt at the front of the queue. If it really hurts, how can this group of people be used as a shield against strategic magic?

The offensive began.