"Are the statistics out?" said Kussler, in a deep voice. His mental state is not as good as Ancelotti, his hair is messy, the delicate armor on his body is damaged in many places, and the biggest scar is that he was cut by the Sect Master of Mei Sect with a sword, if it weren't for his armor being solid enough and his fighting spirit being strong, that sword could cut him in two.

"It's out. Marshal. The clerk's voice trembled a little.

"Say it. I can hold on. Kusler's voice was completely hoarse. After many days of fighting, constant fatigue and stress, the old commander's vitality was constantly weakening.

"During the five days of the Great War, our army attacked the city of Sfort almost for one hundred and twenty hours without stopping, and although it also brought considerable losses to the enemy, we suffered even more heavy losses. A total of fourteen legions disappeared completely, and the mage legions were all wiped out. The Scarlet Guards had less than seven hundred men left. Four of the ten dragoons other than you were killed and three seriously wounded, and only three remained combat-ready. ”

Every number was so shocking that every word the clerk uttered made Kussler's hands tremble.

"Give me detailed casualty figures. ”

"Yes. Including the magicians, our army participated in the battle with a total of 450,000 troops, killing more than 178,000 people, seriously wounding 14,000 people, and lightly wounding 96,000 people. The loss of mounts as food was more than 100,000. The Legion of Mages was wiped out, and less than half of the Blood Mages remained. The combat effectiveness remains less than half of the original. The loss of siege equipment was innumerable. The clerk almost gritted his teeth and said this. Five days, just five days, such a huge loss. It can be seen how thrilling this battle was.

In the midst of the ruin, the Froths did not retreat. They launched wave after wave of onslaught. However, until now, they have not been able to capture the city.

Ortega, the chief of the general staff of the Fro's army, said with some excitement: "Marshal, what should we do now? If it goes on like this, our army has no supplies. Food and grass are insufficient, and although soldiers can eat mounts, it is difficult for the dragon trainer and the remaining heavy cavalry mounts to exert their combat effectiveness without enough food. Not to mention. In addition to the dead, our troops were also wounded. And we don't have medicines. If this continues, within two days, non-combat attrition will occur on a large scale. Marshal, you have to make a decision early. ”

Cussler jerked out his sword and pointed it in front of him. "Grain and grass, there is it in the city of Sfort.

Pharmaceuticals. There are also in the city of Sfort. By this time, our army suffered such heavy casualties. If the city could not be breached, then it would be a complete rout strategically and would no longer pose a threat to Milan on the Eastern Front. I think every general here knows it. Once Milan fend off Landias' attack, what it means to us Flo. For Landias. We're just tools we can take advantage of. Far less than their allies like Popang. When the time comes, no one will come to our rescue. For the future of Floti. We cannot afford to retreat from this battle.

The blood of the warriors has stained the earth red. Let's launch one last onslaught, unsuccessful.

then become benevolent. “

Kuslerdi's voice became agitated again, but. After five days of fighting, none of his generals could maintain the same fighting spirit as he did. The Great Army of Flo. The remaining army of Flo, with a total combat strength of less than 200,000, finally launched their last charge.

Ancelotti's waist was straight. He was tired, but he was very excited.

Even he didn't expect it. Leading such a weak army can actually hold on to this time.

Five full days passed, and he watched one Milanese warrior after another fall beside him, and in front of them, there were more fallen enemies, and the losses of Fro were great, how could the losses of the Milanese Oriental Legion be small? Now, at least half of the defenders on the ground of the city were from the logistical supply troops brought by Gold.

The regular army of the Legion of the Orient in Milan lost more than 80,000 dead, and the rest were almost unwounded. The 100,000 people who were logistically supplied have also been put into the battlefield in several batches. as a rotation.

Sfort City's greatest advantage is in terms of supplies. They are well supplied.

Whether it's food or medicine, let alone five days. Even five months is enough to support.

The dead soldiers are gone forever, but Ancelotti knows that after this battle, as long as the wounded soldiers get back on their feet, then they are veterans with enough combat experience. The Eastern Army is no longer a weak army.

"Brother Ancelotti, the first batch of soldiers for our logistical supply has come up again. After most of the day's rest, they were in good shape, and the morale of the soldiers was high when they saw that we were about to succeed in holding it. Golden came to Ancelotti's side with some excitement. After this battle on the edge of life and death, the relationship between everyone has become a lot closer.

Ancelotti nodded with a smile, "That's great, Brother Jin, how long do you think this Flo man can hold out?"

Jin smiled coldly and said, "Although I don't know much about military affairs, I can also see from the number of cavalry on the other side that their logistics supply has reached the last moment. Without supplies, I'm sure they'll only be able to hold out for another three days at most. I really don't know how Ototake managed to completely cut off the logistics supply line of the entire Foluo army. ”

Ancelotti was taken aback, "What, Brother Jin, are you saying that the logistics supply of the Flo people was really cut off by Marshal Ye?"

Jin sighed lightly, "Although I don't know how many people came to Qincheng this time, but you have also seen that all those who belong to Qincheng are all strong people who are one hundred strong, you should ask your Marshal Ye in the future, I don't want to say much." Look, the Flo people are coming up again, and it seems that they still don't give up!"

That's right, as the Golden said, the Fro's army launched another charge, and it was the last large-scale charge under the command of Fro's commander Kussler.

The siege engines of the Fro's army have been destroyed by an unknown number of them, and a large amount of broken garbage is piled up in front of the city of Sfort. The Fro's army rushed forward, first detached into two legions dedicated to cleaning up the garbage, followed by the blood mages who began to perform their bloodthirsty magic. After five days of fierce fighting, the state of these blood mages has also dropped significantly, and the blood mist they released is not as thick as it was at the beginning.

Kussler and the three remaining dragoons flew in mid-air, spear in hand, and stepped under the wind dragon to let out a roar, throwing one wind magic after another at the city.

The Milanese warriors had long been accustomed to the attack of the Flors, and when they saw that the other side was attacking again, the Milanese soldiers at the head of the city immediately took action, archers, spearmen, catapults, and all defensive weapons were put into battle at the first time. With adequate logistical supplies and a system of rotational rest, the Milanese warriors in the city at this time were in a much better state of mind than the Flo soldiers.

Two hundred angry roars rang out at the same time, and almost at the same time, the roaring magic of two hundred claw druids had already rendered the entire city of Milanese warriors fighting.

Arrows, stones, rain. The biggest advantage of Sfort City is that the logistics are extremely well-supplied, although five days have passed, there are still plenty of arrows and stones in Sfort City. This is inseparable from the golden 100,000 logistics supply troops. The weapons and equipment transported from the logistics supply center in Florida to Dongfeng City were sent to Qincheng except for most of the excellent ones, and the rest were brought here by Jin.

Therefore, the entire city of Sfort was extremely well supplied with weapons and sufficient food and grass, so that the morale of the soldiers could always be kept high.

The fighting was always one after the other, and with each passing day, the morale of the Fro's army dropped a little, and the confidence of the Milanese warriors who successfully held the city increased a little, and after five days, the morale of both sides had already reversed.

At this time, who among the Milanese soldiers remembered that they were a new recruit? What about the elite army of Flo? It was no longer so terrifying in their eyes, at least after five full days, they still did not have the ability to break the city.

At the same time as the battle at the head of the city, under the city, two tall figures were sitting in a room less than twenty meters away from the city wall under the escort of twenty Eastern Dragon warriors. Exactly Ming and Purple.

On the first day of battle, Ming relied on his incomparably strong sub-god-level strength to destroy a large number of enemies, which also led to a large consumption of his own energy.

And Purple was in a similar situation to him, using a whirlwind laser slash to drain all his strength, so in the previous five days of fighting, they didn't become a part of the battle again, just rested here quietly.

Although Ming's consumption was large, it was better than Zi being evacuated, and after five days, the energy in his body finally returned to normal. Slowly opened his eyes, opened his arms, and stretched his body vigorously, and the bones of his whole body made a burst of firecrackers.

He heard the shouting and killing outside very clearly, reaching the sub-god level, and no matter which kind of senses he had, he was much stronger than ordinary people. Ming didn't hesitate for a moment, stood up directly, glanced at Zi, who was still in a state of cultivation, and slowly walked out of the room and headed towards the city.

In the air, Kusler looked coldly at the battle situation below, the Milanese became stronger than at the beginning, although the Flo army launched a ** attack like a tide, but whether it was those not high-level magic or arrows and stones flying out of the city, they all sent huge casualties to the Flo army, and corpses kept appearing, and life gradually left. These are Fros's sons, and seeing this scene happen with his own eyes makes Cussler's heart ache like a knife, but what can he do? If he can't win the battle in front of him, then the blow to Fro's will only be even greater.

"Ready, let's treat the Milanese to a taste of the Wind Forbidden Spell. I don't believe that those magicians in Milan still have the ability to block. ”

This is not the first time that the forbidden spell has appeared on the battlefield of this campaign. Like Chu Ming lifting the ground, Purple's Whirlwind Laser Slash and Ye Yinzhu's Void Sound Blade, all of them are forbidden spell-level damage.

On the side of the Fro Kingdom, the only one who can really cast the forbidden spell is this Purple Star Dragoon, Marshal Cousler. Of course, it wasn't him who activated the forbidden spell, it was the elder of Wind Dragon City who stepped down.

After many days of fighting, the physical exertion of the wind dragons was undoubtedly enormous, so the strength of a single dragon mounted by Khusler was no longer enough to launch a forbidden spell. After all, the wind dragon is not a high-ranking dragon clan, even if it is at the elder level, it is not possible to launch a forbidden spell relatively easily like a silver dragon like Liji. However, there are three other wind dragons here, and their addition also turns the difficulty into a reality.

A deep dragon whisper rang out in midair, a position that neither magicians nor archers could attack on the other side of Sfort City.

The four dragons chanted at the same time, causing the earth wind elemental in the air to condense. The condensation of the wind element is different from the magic element of other attributes. They appear in a constant state of circling, and whether it is a magician who sings magic, or a dragon, it is these hovering wind elemental cores, and in the hovering, they borrow the power of these wind elementals. Only by using one's own energy as a guide can one emit powerful magic.

The wind in the air became more and more violent, and what Khusler wanted to cast was one of the most domineering large-scale forbidden spells in the wind magic forbidden spell, with the power of the four wind dragons at the same time. At this point, they can do this horrible magic. When the time comes. Nine massive tornadoes will appear at the head of Sfort City. A hurricane that would sweep away all fortifications would be devastating for the Milanese.

This is not the first time that Kusler has cast a forbidden spell, and it is precisely because of the forbidden spell he has launched. It caused heavy losses to the magicians of the Eastern Legion. After the first battle, there were still more than 200 magicians left in the city. But without the help of the three powerhouses of Ye Yinzhu, Zi and Ming, every time Kusler launched the forbidden spell, he had to rely on the magic defense shield jointly launched by these magicians to resist it. Although they successfully resisted the power of the forbidden spell several times, their mana was depleted in the face of the terrifying power of the forbidden spell. One by one, the mages of the Overdraft Land have also left this world.

However, they also use their own strength to minimize the power of the forbidden spell, otherwise, they will really let a forbidden spell fall on the city of **Disfort. That's tens of thousands of casualties. Most importantly. The forbidden spell has a high chance of destroying the walls. At that time, the Eastern Legion will really have no strength to resist the army of Flo.

The last time Khusler cast a forbidden spell was two days ago. After two days of rest. His rider companion had already accumulated mana to a certain extent, and with the help of the other three wind dragons, he had suddenly increased his mana to the limit. Maximize the power of this wide-ranging forbidden spell.

The hurricane in the sky continued to increase, and the Milan generals at the head of the city naturally saw it, and Ancelotti's face changed greatly, of course he knew what kind of state the magicians under his command were in now. As one of the largest attack outputs in this battle, the remaining eighty or so mages were all deeply tired at this time, and the forbidden spell came again, what power could they use to block it?

"It seems a bit far. As Ancelotti was at war with heaven and man, urgently thinking about whether to let the magicians launch their final defenses, a deep voice rang in his ears.

When Ancelotti looked sideways, he was pleasantly surprised to find that the three-meter-tall giant had come to the city without knowing when. Although five days have passed, five days ago, the scene of the mountain giant Mina Li Champion of the three armies, with the strength of his arms, has already been deeply imprinted in the hearts of the Milanese warriors. Seeing his appearance, the city suddenly cheered.

In their eyes, Ming is almost a god-like being.

Ancelotti noticed the increasing hurricane in the air, and Ming, who had just recovered his strength, naturally saw it, and with the strength of his divine beast, he could naturally see that the general had a large-scale wind forbidden spell. What he said was a bit far, for his own lightning attack.

In order to control the overall situation and get out of the range of all Milan's attack methods, Kusler and his dragoons were in the air at a height of thousands of meters. Although Ming's one-eyed thunder was powerful, the distance of a kilometer was still a little farther.

"Mr. Ming, have you recovered?" Although Ancelotti knew that Ming was Ye Yinzhu's subordinate, he didn't dare to slack off at all, and hurriedly stepped forward to Ming's side and asked respectfully.

Ming smiled honestly, nodded, and said, "My body is fine, is the marshal worried about those reptiles in the sky?" Leave it to me. ”

As he spoke, the light in Ming's eyes suddenly became stronger, and the two eyes gradually merged into one, recovering his one-eye, and then, he raised his hand and gently wiped it at the one-eye, and suddenly there was one more thing in his hand.

It was a pointed hammer, a pointed hammer that didn't seem to be anything unusual, with a faint layer of lightning light circulating on it, and the bursting energy fluctuations seemed to be suppressed by some kind of force.

For Ming's big hand, such a short-handled war hammer was like a toy in his hand, he gently brushed it, and then looked up at the wind attribute forbidden spell that was condensing in the air in the distance, Ming smiled coldly, "It's been a long time since I let this guy attack." I'll give you reptiles for the first time. ”

"Drink—" Ming yelled, and the surrounding Milanese soldiers were shocked to a state of temporary deafness almost instantly. Immediately after, they clearly saw that Ming's body turned blue-purple in an instant, and the huge power of thunder and lightning converged towards his right hand at an unparalleled speed.

Raising his head, Ming's single eye had completely turned into a blue color, not a blue like water waves, but a blue condensed by the power of countless thunder and lightning.

"Wind-storm-of-hammer-. With the shouting of four words, each word exits, the thunder and lightning light on the small short-range war hammer in Ming's hand will be a little stronger, when the last hammer word is pronounced, he raises his hand violently, and the short-range war hammer with a distorted light, with an incomparably huge thunder and lightning power instantly erupted, turning into a phantom and going towards the air.

How could a weapon that could be used by a divine beast like Ming be ordinary. It was Thor's Hammer, known as the strongest artifact, although this Thor's Hammer was only one-half, but just think about the strong defense of Thor's Hammer Fortress to know how domineering this artifact is.

is also the hammer of Thor, and the one in Ming's hand is not much different from the one owned by the Orc Thunder God tribe in terms of power. It's just that Thor's Hammer Fortress relies on a special magic array, with Thor's Hammer as the core, to create a forbidden demon realm there. And although Ming did not have the support of the magic array, the pointed Thor's hammer he used was always kept warm in his single eye.

You must know that the mountain giant is known as the son of Thor, and the thunder element he possesses in his single eye is incomparable for the artifact Thor's hammer.

Therefore, the special attack of Thor's hammer launched by Ming will never be less powerful than the storm hammer launched by the Thor tribe with the magic array to attract the round-handled Thor's hammer.

Kusler felt the increasing force of the wind around him, and his heart was a little more proud, he was not wrong in his judgment of the Milanese magician, he was convinced that it was almost impossible for the Milanese to resist in the face of this large-scale forbidden spell that was attacking with all his might.

As long as you can enter the city, open the gates. Well, the war can be over.

Despite the heavy losses of the Flo army, as long as there is a strategic advantage, everything can be redeemed.

At this moment, Kusler suddenly had a strange feeling, he found that the entire space seemed to be distorted, and a special aura came from below, and when he looked down, he happened to see the dazzling thunder and lightning light on the wall of Sfort City.

Naturally, Kusler didn't know that it was the thunder and lightning energy caused by the mountain giants, but with the strength and eyesight of the Purple Star Dragoon, Kusler could understand at a glance what kind of powerful power it was.

"Oh no, stop the spell. Shocked, he immediately passed the news to his Warcraft companions. It's a pity that after the forbidden spell starts, how can it be so easy to stop?

Four wind-headed dragons. The incantations they chanted had no chance to stop. The next moment. An incomparably surging thunderbolt rushed up in an instant.

After the appearance of the one-eyed, his eyesight could not be compared to that of the elves. He could naturally see who was at the heart of the forbidden spell. Therefore, the poor Earth Wind Elder naturally became the target of the Stormhammer.

Boom. The roar wasn't very strong, but it was almost just a moment, and the majestic Wind Dragon Elder. A dignified ninth-level dragon. It's already burnt black.

Dragon magic forcibly interrupted. Powerful concussions and the power of thunder and lightning. In the thunder god tribe totem, the power that erupted under the full power of the mountain giants was almost close to the super artifact, without any suspense. With such a simple hammer, the body of this ninth-level dragon had already turned into flying ashes.

Kusler's reaction was not unpleasant, and he suddenly felt a strong crisis, and he immediately jumped up from his mount, the dragon, but. His movements were still slightly slower by half a beat. A strong paralysis instantly spread throughout the body. This was followed by a flurry of vertigo in the brain. I don't know anything.

After all, the strength of the purple-level powerhouse is still good. Most of the power of the Storm Hammer was blocked by the ninth-level Wind Dragon Elder, and all Kusler endured was the aftermath, but even this aftermath still shook him and fainted. The strongest artifact. The power is not the same.

At the same time, there were three other wind-based dragons affected by the ground, as an eighth-level dragon, the strong aftermath of thunder and lightning swept them and their dragoons on their backs for the first time. Almost the same as Kussler. They fell into a coma at the same time.

The stun effect of Mjolnir's hammer is much stronger than the slow and powerful spear throwing of the Dryad Druid, not to mention a frontal attack, even if the aftermath of the outbreak can still cause so many strong people to suffer at the same time. It can be seen that it is strong.

The three dragons and their dragoons fell to the ground at the same time as the Dragoons and Cousin. And the pointed Thor's hammer seemed to be pulled by a special ground wire, and returned to Mingdi's hands.

However, Kusler and the others are also lucky, after all, the dragon land demon resistance is much stronger than that of humans. And they bear the aftermath of the Stormhammer. Therefore. By the time the three-headed dragon's body fell halfway to the ground, they had already come to their senses, feeling the strong force of gravity. The three-headed wind dragon was suddenly shocked. Hurriedly raised his earthwind attribute energy to the limit, and spread his wings wide.

Counteract the momentum of the fall as much as possible.

But. The dragons weighed too much. Coupled with the heavily armed dragoons, it was not easy to slow down such a huge momentum. In particular, Kussler fell to the ground and accidentally smashed into a wind dragon.

The sound of broken bones. Clearly emanating from the base of the wings of the three-headed wind dragon. When the three wind-type dragons endured the severe pain, they landed on the ground with a total of four dragoons. Their dragon wings had also broken from their roots, and such injuries were extremely serious for dragons. After being wounded by the Dragoons in front, the Florians finally lost all their Dragoons.

When Cousin woke up, he suddenly realized. It turns out that it is so beautiful to be alive. Although he did not fall to the ground, he was caught by the dragon. However, the concussion of his body and the aftermath of Thor's hammer had put a great load on his already extremely tired body.

The battle on the side of Sfort City was still fierce. But at this moment. Not sure why. But the Marshal of Flodi could no longer raise a trace of war in his heart.

He knew that there was no chance for this war. The moment the last forbidden spell was interrupted, it was already doomed to lose the last chance for Flo to enter Milan.

There is no news of logistical supplies until now. Not to mention supplies. Not even a single message came, and even the 50,000 troops he sent to meet him were not heard from. An army of 500,000 people, when I brought it out, it was a whole army of 500,000 people. But now, how much land is left?

In the face of the Milan Oriental Army, such a weak army, but what did he do?

Fail. Fail. Still a failure, even Khusler himself was a little puzzled as to why this battle had turned out to be the way it was.

Originally. He was appointed in Florence, the capital of Floro, and became the generalissimo of the whole army, with great spirits, blood guards, blood magicians, and hoplites. A nationwide concentration of battle magicians. Coupled with the steel torrent composed of a full 500,000 army, this army built with the strength of the whole country did not bring half of the benefits to Flo.

Kusler's heart was already a little dead, and he couldn't even feel angry as he looked blankly at the Froslav warriors who were still charging.

Ming left the cultivation room. There was only purple left in the room, and although the purple land consumption was not necessarily much greater than Ming, his own strength was one level worse than Ming after all. The sub-god level and the purple level are not at the same level after all, therefore. Naturally, his rest also needs more time to take place.

At this time. Suddenly. A dazzling brilliance erupted from Zi's body. He opened his eyes suddenly, his eyes were full of surprise, and purple magic patterns continued to appear all over his body. Without his own urging. His humanoid body had turned into a transparent amethyst. Layers of amethyst demonic mist continued to seep out of his body, and every time he fluctuated his energy, he would clearly feel the power returning.

Originally, Zi was still a long time away from returning to his peak state, but at this time, he clearly felt that the earth energy coming from the depths of his blood and soul completely recovered the energy he had lost almost instantly, and it was difficult for him to understand what was going on, but the earth energy in his body was still constantly sublimating.

Amethyst Bloodline Awakens. Each time it will bring more powerful power, and with the appearance of huge power, the muscles and meridians of Zi's body are constantly expanding. Clusters of dazzling purple light continued to erupt from his body. He had already reached the peak of the ninth level. Supported by this huge amount of energy. Finally, he launched a strong attack towards his ultimate goal.

Suddenly. Purple understood. He understood why there was such a great deal of power, and he thought of his partner. Brother of his own.

That's right, it's Ototake. It must be Ototake. Only when his power suddenly rises to another level. It will bring me such great benefits through the same natal contract.

Ototake. What the hell have you done, how can you bring me so much energy!

When I first signed the contract with you, I always wanted to help you with my energy while improving myself, but you gave me more land than I gave you.

Yes. Zi's guess was right, the source of his power at this time was Ye Yinzhu. He wasn't the only one who had received this tremendous amount of energy. There are also ground lightning and thunder hidden in Ye Yinzhu's body.

The big dark red cocoon. The cocoon, rendered with spring and warmth, finally stopped flickering brightly. Everything was fused into one in silence, and the cocoon had become a solidified entity, as soft as silk, accompanied by the sound of even breathing from within, and the dark red cocoon gently pulsed here. It was as if my heart was beating.

The gong sounded on the battlefield, and Foro finally sounded the overture to the retreat. The tides of the Flora army retreated as quickly as they charged. All that was left behind was corpses scattered almost all over the battlefield.

Khusler had no other choice, as his deep, hoarse voice announced the retreat of the camp. This military operation in the whole of Flo can be regarded as a complete end. The sheer attrition made it extremely difficult for the Flos to attack again.

Kusler's choice is undoubtedly the most correct, if he does not retreat at this time. When those mounts run out of meat. Even if the Florians tried to retreat, they would lose the physical strength to retreat.

A full 200,000 corpses were left behind. The Flo people departed. All that was left was a strong smell of blood and a large number of corpses.

Ancelotti naturally does not chase when the spies return. When it was announced that the Froths had truly retreated. The city of Sfort suddenly became a sea of joy and triumph. Milan won. The victory of the Eastern Legion, the final withdrawal of the Flors, the greatest threat to Milan, finally left the battlefield, and the joy was almost indescribable, despite the exhaustion of the warriors. But at this moment, their spirits have reached the peak of excitement.

Long live Milan. Long live the Eastern Army, long live Marshal Ye. Countless shouts continued to resound throughout the city.

This offensive and defensive battle. This tragic battle. It was not just the relationship between Milan and Floro, it also destroyed the situation of the war that had already fallen to the ground. The balance of victory began to change from tilt to balance, the Milan Empire. In a very unfavorable situation. He finally regained a little initiative.

Ancelotti immediately gave the order. Send a large number of scouts to follow the Fro's army, keeping an eye on their movements. In case the Froths kill a back horse pistol, at the same time. Almost all the living forces in the city were dispatched. Bury the corpses outside the city on the spot. Luckily, it's winter. Otherwise. With such a large number of corpses decomposed, it is likely to bring plague disaster to Sfort City.