'Knock~~Knock~~~Knock~~~'

It was the sound of the war drums of Silvermoon Castle, which shook people's hearts and stirred up blood.

'Woo~~~~~'

It was the giant conch horn of the ice dwarves, and its voice was as desolate as the howling ice wind of the Frost Lands.

The Silver Moon Fort military formation is clearly formed.

The heavy shield warriors formed the first line, followed by pikemen and then longbowmen. On the left flank there is a phalanx of light cavalry, and on the right flank are crossbowmen.

In the rear, there is the cavalry supervising team, and then the commanding team.

Vobos is here.

There were a column of 15 high-level shield warriors standing beside him, a team of 50 mages with at least low-level and medium mana, and a team of 40 heralds, a total of 105 people.

In comparison, the battle formations of the Ice Dwarves are much wilder.

At the front are the beast townspeople, and in the back are the mud armor warriors, storm warriors, and ice warriors, and among these warriors are a mixture of giant beasts.

There are three kinds of giant beasts, one is the bison with thick fur and thick skin, the other is the giant bear, and the other is the giant wolf, and the common characteristic is that it is large.

For example, the bison, which is more than 2 meters tall at the shoulder, has exaggerated muscles on its body, and even the heavy fur cannot hide it, and at a glance, you can feel a wild sense of power.

And in the last position, there was also a group of elite ice dwarves, they were clustered around an ice dwarf general who was one meter six tall, with the same figure as the door panel, wearing heavy steel armor all over his body, and holding a fiery red war hammer.

With the beating of drums and horns, a bloody battle is about to begin.

When the strings in the hearts of both sides were tightened to the tightest, Vobos drew his sword to the sky and let out a thunderous roar.

"For the glory of the Golden God! War! ”

With this order, the Silvermoon Fort military formation proceeded in an orderly manner according to the expected tactics.

The first to strike was the regiment of mages who accompanied the army.

The number of mages was not large, only 50, all of whom were young, and the oldest was no more than 35.

Their average mana was at the low level, but when they were about to fight, all kinds of magic weapons, rune stones, and potions were used at any cost, and the strength of each mage was forcibly raised to the middle level.

The mage took the lead, but not for specific killing, but to change the battlefield environment.

A wave of head-sized yellow balls of light flew from the mage group, slashed a parabola in the air, and landed on the muddy ground between the two armies.

Big Mud Technique!

'Puff~Puff~Puff~'

When the ball of light hits the ground, it cuts through the mud like water, and the mud immediately becomes soft and sticky, like a ball of dough.

Each ball of light can create a mud pit with a diameter of about 10 meters, and 50 balls of light create a huge mud belt in the middle of the battlefield that cannot be ignored.

But this is only the first wave, and there will be a second wave, a third wave.

At the same time, the longbowmen, whose strength was averaged in the lower ranks, began to attack.

The so-called longbow is a terrifying weapon with a bowstring length of 1.6 meters, a bow force of more than 200 kilograms, and a maximum range of 450 meters.

With more than 1,000 longbowmen, they are the main force of the Silvermoon Castle phalanx.

'Stretch~Stretch~Stretch~'

The bowstring resounded like a thunderbolt, and the arrows infused with lunar power rushed up from the longbow array like flying stars on the ground, and with a terrifying roar, they pounced on the opposite ice dwarf army.

The ice dwarves certainly don't let them get beaten.

As soon as the dwarven general gave the order, these strong and savage creatures galloped towards each other like wild horses, and when the moonlight and arrow rain rose, the beastmasters also prayed loudly.

"The storm of the land of frost is raging in the sky~~"

An ice wind visible to the naked eye rolled up over the Ice Dwarf camp, and the ice wind passed through, and frost gusted through.

When the moonlight arrow rain met the ice wind, they deflected the direction one after another, so that ten percent of the power only exerted two or three percent.

But just one or two percent made fifty or sixty ice dwarf warriors lose their combat effectiveness, and the beast townspeople lost more than two hundred.

"Peng~~~"

The Silvermoon Fort military array sent out a second rain of moonlight arrows.

"Rumble Rumble ~~"

The phalanx of light cavalry on the left was activated, approaching the charging battle formation of the ice dwarves from the flanks, hundreds of horses galloped across the battlefield like a torrent, and the main weapon of the light cavalry was also the bow.

They march like a crescent moon, first charging close to the enemy's battle formation, and when they reach the nearest point, they shoot their bows and arrows, and then immediately turn their horses away, and at the same time take their arrows again and take their bows again, and when they get close again, they fire their arrows again.

And so on and so on, and the rain of arrows continued.

The spells of the Beastmaster wizards are limited, and their release frequency is far less frequent than that of the rain of arrows.

As a result, during the time when the ice dwarves were charging at their opponents, the bow and arrow strikes formed by the combination of longbowmen and light cavalry caused great damage to the ice dwarves.

One warrior after another fell, and the originally dense flow of people gradually became thin.

But this is still the first blow.

Under the continuous casting of spells by the mages accompanying the army, a swampy trench that cannot be ignored has appeared in the center of the battlefield.

Of course, the Beastmasters will not ignore this trench.

"Answer my call, O earth, and be resilient again!"

Streams of light were sprinkled on the mud, forming sturdy dirt paths on the mud, like bridges over a swamp.

The ice dwarf rushed over the bridge.

But after all, it still affected the speed, and many soldiers were squeezed into the mud and became live targets, and the rain of arrows on the bridge was the most dense, and it rained non-stop like hail.

Halfway through the charge, the Ice Dwarves lost nearly thirty percent of their warriors in a senseless manner.

The Ice Dwarf General in the rear saw all this, and clenched the warhammer tightly with one hand.

The only piece of consolation was that most of the dead were beast townspeople, and that the damage of the true Ice Dwarven Warriors was acceptable.

On the other hand, Vopos was also anxious.

His gaze looked at the approaching beasts, these guys were covered in hard and thick mud armor, and the rain of arrows was completely ineffective against them, although the number was only about 40, but the momentum after charging was simply invincible.

So far, only one hapless bison has been trapped in the mud, the rest have already rushed through the mud and are quickly approaching the shield warrior wall on the front line!

He knew very well that flesh and blood alone would never be able to stop these savage beasts.

But luckily, he still has a few cards out of the picture.

Seeing that the distance between the two sides was getting closer and closer, Vupos waved his hand and issued an order.

"Bless the shield battle!"

"Dispel the mud armor!"

The military array suddenly resounded with the prayer of the shaman, and with the singing, one after another golden light fell from the sky and fell on the heavy shield warriors in the front row.

"My lord~ in the name of the third golden rule, give us the power to expel the aliens!"

When the golden light fell, the heavy shield warriors were dyed with a thick layer of brilliance, just like the golden warriors who descended from the heavenly realm to the human world.

The military mage threw the dispersal spells at the beast one by one.

Of course, the beastmasters will not sit idly by, and immediately cast spells to replenish the armor of their behemoths.

Between the two spells, the behemoth and the spells released by the behemoth crashed into the wall of the giant shield like a tsunami.

'Bang Bang~~~'

With a dull thud, the shields shattered, the golden light splashed like raindrops, and the human stumps scattered in all directions, and hot blood gushed up.

In the face of the wild beasts, the first row of giant shield warriors could not resist at all, even if they accepted the blessing.

This is also the result of the opponent being blocked by the mud and unable to charge at full speed.

However, the blessed shield warriors still showed great strength, and they used their lives to successfully block the momentum of the giant beast's charge.

The beast only flew into one row, and when it reached the second row, it could no longer do anything.

The pikemen in the shield knew that the opportunity had come.

"Roar~~~~"

Nearly 1,000 people shouted together, and at least three people stabbed an iron spear more than 5 meters long and as thick as an arm forward with all their might!

With this stab, the blood of every spear warrior almost boiled, completely ignoring the damage to the body, and spewing out all the power.

'Puff Puff~~~'

The mud armor on the bodies of many giant beasts was forcibly pierced, and in the wailing, clouds of hot blood mist evaporated.

However, the vitality of the behemoths was so strong that the pain did not make them fall, but also made them extremely violent.

The Behemoths began to charge left and right in the Silvermoon Castle formation, trying to inflict more casualties on their opponents, while the Giant Shield Warriors and Lancers did their best to stop and destroy the savage creatures.

In the rear, the longbowmen ran out of arm strength and retreated to repair and prepare for hand-to-hand combat.

The light cavalry on the left rushed forward, swapped into scimitars, and slotted back and forth behind the behemoth. The crossbowmen on the right also rushed forward, aiming their crossbows at the ice dwarven warriors behind them, raining down waves of crossbow arrows.

The warriors of Silvermoon Castle tried their best to strangle their opponents, and the Ice Dwarven warriors naturally fought back with all their might.

At this moment, every warrior has exerted his strength to the extreme, and the blood of every warrior is boiling.

At this moment, every life was consumed like mustard, but the total power that erupted on the entire battlefield moved the gods.

The blood mist wafted on the meat grinding ground, the roar echoed in the burning mountains and forests, and the spirit and strength of every warrior rushed to the pinnacle of life!

The battle is stalemate, blood is flying, and lives are consumed.

What is frightening is that the balance of victory in the war is tipping in favor of the ice dwarves little by little!

For no other reason, those savage beasts are too terrifying, and those ice dwarves are too tenacious to fight.

These alien races who have come south from the land of frost and bitterness are as ruthless and cold as ice!

If Vobos had no other tricks, the Silvermoon Legion would have to avoid being defeated.

Does Vobos have one?

He also had one, that is, he rushed up with his personal guards.

But he has a personal guard, and the Ice Dwarf General also has it, and he may not be the opponent of the Ice Dwarf General.

So, it seemed inevitable that the battle would fail.

On the slope near the battlefield, Lawson couldn't help but tremble slightly when he looked at such a battlefield, and felt a strong shock.

I feel the smallness of life, but also the greatness of life.

But his mission is not to come to the theater.

He's waiting for a hint from Orekja.

After another two minutes, a voice sounded in his heart: "Lawson, look at the pool of blood on the back of that bison." ”

He squinted and looked closely, and sure enough, he found the target: "Found you!" ”

It was a muddy field, near the edge of the grinder, and the blood on the surface was half a foot thick, steaming hot on a winter afternoon.

And a very inconspicuous rattan lay in the pool of blood, wriggling slightly, like a snake hidden in the water.

Lawson took a deep breath and shouted to the Silver Moon Ranger beside him, "Brothers, it's time for us to play!" ”

The qualifications of the official mage have been stabilized, and in this battle, he doesn't mind another knighthood!

So, how do they quickly get into the center of the battlefield and hunt down the Neverwinter King?

Lawson has a way.

Look at the target location and unleash spells.

The power of supernatural impermanence. The Big Crowd Jump!

Together, with the spell, with Lawson and the nine Silver Moon Ranger beside him, he rose extremely quickly, and after crossing a wide and high parabola in the air, he crossed hundreds of meters and quickly fell to the center of the battlefield!

The landing point is less than 30 meters away from the King of Neverwinter and takes less than five seconds.

(End of chapter)