Section 190: Whose hand is the deer killed?

After climbing the city wall, the old evil immediately changed back into a human form, and then pretended to wipe his hair in a chic manner, but in fact, he secretly wiped the cold sweat on his forehead. Don't look easy to say, but in fact, his escape is not easy, just look at the way he came, at least hundreds of big trees were destroyed under the other party's magic bombardment, and there are thousands of sharp arrows inserted in the route of the old evil's escape, in fact, there are a few arrows that should have been able to hit the old evil. But he used his tail to pull away the arrow.

Seeing that the people chasing after him were all dumbfounded, who would have thought that the druid's transformed demonic beast could actually use its tail to shoot arrows? If they hadn't seen it with their own eyes, they wouldn't have believed it.

However, after all, the other party is also the elite of a hundred battles, and after seeing that he couldn't catch up with the old evil, he didn't blindly chase under the city wall. Because then you are likely to be injured by the feathered arrows that shoot from above. Of course, they will not give up on this, but will go back to their own preparations.

The unloaded saddle was reinstalled, the sword was unsheathed, the arrows were replenished, and the line was formed. There was not much time, and they were once again aggressive, and they were fully armed to the front of the castle.

The old man in the lead was angry this time, completely deprived of the graceful demeanor he had just had, and was just like an enraged bull. He was also depressed to death now, and he had thought about whether he shouldn't get that kraken out here, just because he was afraid of being seen by the people in the castle. But considering that the Kraken had been locked up for months, and that his body was extremely weak, and he would never see the sun again, if he died of illness on the way forward, he would be doomed. Coupled with the fact that the old evil pointed out that his water source was several miles away from the castle, with dense woods in between, and his own people sentry back and forth, the old man finally decided to get the person out and let her go, so as not to suffocate her.

But who knows, at such a juncture, someone will still find out. If he had known that this was happening, he would never have let the Kraken out. Now that it is finally exposed, the old man regrets it in his heart, and he can't wait to die headlong.

Because he knows in his heart that it's not just a matter of one person or a few people. If such a kraken, with the power of the person behind him, even if he throws a few scapegoats and compensates for something, he can almost calm the anger of the elves. But the problem is that in order to catch this kraken, they directly destroyed a village where the kraken lived, and more than 300 krakens were killed like this, leaving this one.

Just to complete that mission, they lost more than 1,000 people at once, and all of them were elites, after all, the krakens are not easy to mess with! Fortunately, the elven king has recently dispatched a large army to encircle and suppress pirates, otherwise they would not have found a chance to attack.

Although it is cool to kill people, if this matter is exposed, it is completely conceivable how angry the elves will be. When the time comes, let alone them, even the mastermind behind it will definitely not be able to escape the end of the whole house, if it really comes to that point, I am afraid that the heads will be thousands of people who will fall!

As soon as he thought of such a serious consequence, the old man's cold sweat directly wet his back. So when he came to the front of the castle, he shouted angrily at the old evil: "Young man, don't you know that curiosity kills cats?"

"Hehe!" the old evil smiled slightly, and said, "Of course I know, but I know better, curiosity only occasionally kills cats, but most of the time, it is a mouse like you who dies!"

"Mouse?" said the old man angrily, "I want to see what big waves you damn rat can make!"

After speaking, he no longer dealt with the old evil, but directly ordered: "Attack me, completely destroy everything in it for me, I only have one request, that is, no chickens and dogs will be left!"

"Yes!" the leading knight immediately replied loudly, and then he immediately took over the command, first drew his long sword, pointed at the opposite city gate, and shouted, "Magician, break the city gate, and then match the archers to suppress the ranged soldiers on the city wall, and the others line up!"

As he spoke, he slapped his horse to the front of the front 500 cavalry, then slowly lowered his armor and drew his cavalry spear, and as he moved, the other knights followed suit.

When all the knights were ready to charge, the leader roared proudly, "All for the honor of God!"

"All for the honor of God!" shouted the rest in unison.

"Kill!" Then, the 500 knights gathered into a torrent of steel, and with lightning speed, they went straight to the direction of the city wall. At the same time, the magicians behind them also began to chant magic together. The 200 archers also hurried after the cavalry, ready to use their bows and arrows to suppress the long-range attacking units on the city walls after entering the firing range.

As soon as the old evil saw that the other party was attacking the city like this, he knew that something was wrong, and immediately ordered: "Go down the city wall!"

With his order, the spirits and cyclops on the city walls withdrew one after another, giving each other an empty city head, and they could shoot whatever they wanted.

As soon as the spirit and cyclops ran to safety, they heard a loud bang, and the other magicians released a burst of fireballs, which instantly blew their wooden gate into sawdust. The open gate of the cave was like a beautiful woman full of temptation, attracting the 500 strong men, and they rushed towards the city gate as if they had taken an aphrodisiac.

After the mages knocked down the walls, they began to bombard the city, and the archers also entered the firing range at this time, and the rain of arrows scattered on the city. If someone is there at this time, it is guaranteed to become a hedgehog immediately. It's a pity that the old evil has already withdrawn the people, so the other party's attacks are just good-looking, but they have not caused any actual losses. Their only real result was to open the city gates.

Seeing that the city gate was opened so easily, and the other party was so frightened that he didn't even dare to stay at the city wall, the old man suddenly showed a contemptuous sneer on his face, and said in his heart, it turned out that he was just a bluffing guy, and he didn't have any strength at all? Why was he so frightened by such waste that he paid money to avoid disaster? Could it be that his courage has really become smaller?

However, just when the old guy was proud, an accident happened. He saw with his own eyes that his elite cavalry of 500 people had just reached the city gate, and he had not had time to enter it. I heard several loud noises, followed by a burst of heaven and earth, countless flying sand and stones, stumps and broken arms, and they were directly thrown into the air. More than 500 sturdy men turned into minced meat in an instant, and they could no longer be found.

But it turned out that the old evil buried the goblin mine in the open space in front of the city gate, and he knew that the wooden gate of his castle would definitely not be able to block the attack of the master, whether it was spells or fighting spirit, it could be easily destroyed, so that was the weakest point of the castle, as long as others attacked the city, they would definitely attack it first. That's why he put almost all the few goblin mines in his hand there, there were about 20 of them, which was already half of his current inventory!

The power of the dense detonation of so many mines, it was definitely not an ordinary horror, I saw that the open space in front of the city gate was stunned to blow up a large pit many meters deep, and even the city wall was affected to a certain extent, and even collapsed a small piece. Just look for this power, let alone five hundred human cavalry, even if the sword master is there, I'm afraid that if I don't die, I will have to peel off my skin!

More than 500 knights disappeared out of thin air, and those people on the opposite side, without exception, were all stupid on the spot, they didn't know what was going on even if they wanted to break their heads.

But just as they were still in a daze, they heard a heavy hoof sound coming. I saw more than a dozen heavily armed bull kings rushing out of the city gate. Each of these creatures was three or four meters tall, elephant-like, covered in iron armor made of spirits and cyclops, and six sharp blades three feet long and one palm-wide were mounted on either side of them, and even their horns were marked with sharp steel knives. Where are these ordinary brute bulls? From a distance, they are covered in silver and shining, they are simply twelve metal monsters.

After the bull rushed out, it rushed straight at the opponent's archers. When the archers saw it, they felt that they were shooting, but unfortunately their bows and arrows were so powerful that they couldn't penetrate the iron armor on the brute bull's body, not even tickling. Seeing this, where did the archers still have the courage to fight? they all turned around and ran, they all knew that if they delayed a little longer, they would definitely be trampled into meatloaf by the brute bulls, and now the only chance to survive was to rush into the woods, rely on the dense trees, and influence the actions of the brute bulls, and at that time, maybe they could find a way to defeat this group of perverts.

However, they were apparently too early in their joy, for behind the bulls there were 200 steel golems commanded by the spirits. While the archers and mages were in a daze, crossbow-wielding spirits and cyclops reappeared on the city, and they began to shoot at the fleeing archers. It's just that the range of the spirit is too short, relying on the advantage of the height of the city wall, so it can barely shoot the archers who don't run, and after the archers withdraw, they can only drive the cyclops to smash stones.

When the old man saw this posture, he also knew that his general trend had gone, and it was impossible to beat the other party again. These brute bulls alone were enough for them to pack, not to mention the 200 steel golems and two dozen cyclops behind them. So he hurriedly retreated, intending to escape from here first, but when he turned around, he suddenly saw a terrible scene that made his soul scatter!

(To be continued)