Chapter 135: Strangling
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What leads the animals to change is animal mutation, a level five divine magic. (Please search, the novel is better and faster!) It doubles the size of groups of animals and turns them into terrifying monsters. This scene caught the attention of the coalition forces and the defenders of Wing Night, both of whom saw the herd as a threat. Only Duke Oliver stood up in ecstasy, and he gave the order as quickly as he could, asking the army to stay away from the herd and never attack.
It took time for orders to pass on, but fortunately, the coalition forces deliberately vacated the area in front of the woods before the battle began. Otlan's defenders didn't have time to react, and when they drew men from the front line and rushed to the flank wall to defend it, there were already giant cheetahs climbing the wall. With a single leap, it grabbed the edge of the five-meter-high wall. The cheetah stepped on the wall again, and it overturned.
A volley of crossbows brought down the cheetah, leaving it to fall in a pool of blood and twitch. As the crossbowmen loaded their arrows, more behemoths climbed up. The hoplites rushed forward without hesitation and engaged in fierce hand-to-hand combat. They have to face a four-meter-tall gorilla, a five-meter-long tiger, leopard, jackal, and dozens of birds of prey that swoop down from the sky.
Ai Ye could tell that it was a well-planned attack. Within a minute, the priests under her command were under concentrated attack and were incapacitated. Huge beaks of all kinds take turns attacking priests and even dropping poisonous snakes carried by their claws or feathers. One priest lost both eyes and could only scream and roll on the ground until his head was crushed by an orangutan.
After a brief period of confusion, the soldiers barely managed to control the situation. They form a shield wall and engage in a tug-of-war with the beasts that climb the walls. Where no one noticed, six druids leaped out from under the bellies of the wild horses. They prayed quickly. Chant mantras. Then at the same time he stretched out his hand and pointed at the city wall.
Level 5 Divine Arts. Fossils are mud. It is a well-known siege spell that can turn large swaths of granite into mud. Under the combined action of six fossils of mud, the fifteen-meter-long city wall collapsed. The passage to the interior of Yongye Castle was opened, and the scales of victory and defeat tilted in an instant.
At this moment, Duke Oliver finally saw the scene he had dreamed of. With trembling lips, he ordered all the reserves to go into battle and attack in the direction where the walls had collapsed. One by one, more druids appeared, scattered throughout the battlefield. Druids wield the most powerful level of the Three Divine Arts. Summoning lightning to support the coalition forces. Continuous lightning fell from the sky, each lightning bolt taking at least one human life.
There were seventeen druids in the battle, and each time they cast the lightning summoning technique, they were able to summon ten lightning bolts at short intervals. There are several high-level druids mixed in, who choose level 5 magic and summon thunderstorms to attack. The range of summoning a thunderstorm is comparable to that of a fireball, and the number of lightning bolts summoned has increased to fifteen.
The defenses of Wing Night Castle are on the verge of collapse, and the druids near the walls are praying as they prepare to cast the second round of fossils into mud. Ai Ye was dumbfounded, watching the city wall collapse. The priest with two goddesses of the night fell into the dust. More soldiers were running around, and they didn't understand what had happened.
"Your time is over. Girl. Step aside, it's up to us next.
Gordon pushed Ai Ye away from his distraction and set up a sniper rifle. Cameron, who was on the side, was already ready, squinting at his target. Before Gordon and Cameron could shoot, two extreme range-extending fireballs pierced the sky and landed in the ranks of the coalition forces. While the fire wave was attracting everyone, Gordon and Cameron pulled the trigger.
Two druids not far from the city walls rolled over and fell, their heads bursting open. Their companion froze for a few seconds, and then two more bullets flew in, taking their lives. Gordon and Cameron had already activated the mute ring, and their whereabouts were not revealed at all. The rest of the druids immediately scattered in all directions, looking for cover as quickly as possible.
Once the support of Thunderbolt was lost, the coalition forces were once again exposed to the firepower of Wing Night Castle. William and Henry rushed to the city wall with elite warriors and stabilized the morale of the army in a short time. The Behemoths were a threat, but Randall condescendingly cast a spell and cast a level 3 spell to dispel the magic. Within the light blue spell effect, the beasts regained their normal size. The soldiers who had been on the defensive cheered, and in their opinion, ordinary animals were just game.
When the coalition reserves rushed to the breach, they saw flames up to seven meters high. Randall and Griffin had already taken the lead and cast a level five spell, the wall of fire, to seal the gap. The purple flames were enough to melt the steel armor, and not even arrows could pass through it. The soldiers standing in the front row desperately retreated, and they could feel the deadly heat.
"It's still my master's skill, isn't it?"
Gordon whistled and said happily to Aiye. Ai Ye's face was pale, she knew that her wishful thinking had all failed. But then an accident ensued, and a giant bird fell straight down and pounced on Randall, who was maintaining the wall of fire. It transforms into a human form halfway through, which is a druid's special ability, Wilderness Shapeshift.
Randall was caught off guard and rolled into a ball with Druidall. When it comes to hand-to-hand combat, Randall is far from an opponent. In just one turn, Dalle rode Randall underneath him. He pulled out the dagger from his back with his backhand and raised it high. Before the dagger could fall, a gold coin whistled and slammed into Dale's forehead, nearly knocking him unconscious. Wren, who arrived later, swung his sword and sliced open half of Darle's body.
Blood gushed out and spilled onto Randall's body, almost turning her into a bloody person. The dying Darler staggered away a few steps, and he reluctantly looked back in the direction where the gold coin was flying. Dahler saw the huge statue of the goddess of the night, and Curt standing on top of the statue. Curt waved his hand indifferently as a permanent tip for Dale. In Curt's hand, the Staff of Gathering reflected the sun.
Dalla foams at the blood in anger and wants to tell SΓΉ Curt that his mission has been accomplished. Under his interference, the two walls of fire were being extinguished. More than 1,000 soldiers of the coalition army are about to break through the city defenses, and even the top ** division can't stop them.
"The gunners lined up, aiming ahead. The sword and shield men cover, we just need to hold on until the cavalry arrives. β
Before Dahler's death, he saw Otlan's commander, Rodney. Rodney ordered twenty mercenaries with guns to line up. Behind the mercenaries were two hundred of the most elite warriors. Armed with round shields and long swords, they were ready to fight. All of them seemed to be in order, and the more than two hundred people didn't seem to know that they were going to face more than a thousand new forces.
Eventually, the wall of fire was extinguished, and the coalition forces howled and charged. They were convinced that victory was in their hands, and that Wing Night Castle should be vulnerable without the protection of its walls. Gunshots rang out, densely packed like drumbeats. The first coalition soldiers to fall had absolutely no idea what had happened, and they thought they had been hit by a crossbow. More people then rolled to the ground, blood splattering.
The gun spat out tongues of fire thirty times more than the crossbow, and the power of the bullet was even greater than that of the arrow. The mercenaries used a rain of bullets to block the fifteen-meter-wide gap and carry out a one-sided massacre. At a distance of more than ten meters, the accuracy of the firearm is already irrelevant. The mercenaries changed two magazines, leaving the gap in the wall with corpses.
It was only a matter of minutes, and several spells flew through it. By the time the low-bullet mercenaries began firing, Randall and Griffin rebuilt the wall of fire. On both sides of the ruined wall, a large number of archers arrived, shooting indiscriminately from a high position. Some coalition soldiers rushed into the wall of fire, screaming and falling. Individual warriors who rushed through the wall of fire were knocked over by bullets, and those who hesitated were crushed, trampled, and killed by falling arrows or stones.
"Please remove the wall of fire, thank you. β
When there was a slight tremor on the ground, Rodney said very politely. Randall and Griffin did as they were told, and the mercenaries fired a final round of shots. The morale of the coalition forces has collapsed, and half of them are turning to flee for their lives. Valen galloped with two hundred heavily armed knights, bypassing the mercenaries and sword and shield men in formation, and swooping down on the discouraged enemy. They clenched spears in their hands, like the scythes of death.
The only remaining order of the coalition forces was ruined in the first wave of the charge. The knight drove his horse and ran over the crowd, his spear snapping as he picked off the enemy. Under Rodney's leadership, two hundred sword and shield men followed, slashing and slashing the defeated coalition soldiers. Valen led his cavalry along the city walls to sweep away the enemies who were still besieging the city.
The only ones who had any hope of holding back the cavalry were the Silver Lancers. They are the best of the best, able to form walls of iron with giant shields and spears. Due to the unsuitability of the equipment for the siege, they were left outside the city. The bear-killers who dismounted suffered heavy losses, and most of them died under the city walls.
Following Duke Oliver's orders, two-thirds of the Silver Lancers began to advance. They were to stand between the besieging forces and the cavalry of Valen. The cavalry no longer had long spears, and straight swords alone could not break through the shield walls and gun arrays.
Valen knew this, and he was ready to sacrifice. If the cavalry does not hesitate to charge and even crash into it with men and horses, then any defensive formation is a floating cloud.
"For Aotran!"
Valen lifted his mask and roared to encourage his men. The knights repeated his words in unison, with a heart of death. When the distance between the two armies was still a hundred meters, Curt stretched out his staff of gathering energy. A massive amount of magic was stirring inside the staff, and he had just finished the level five spell, the wave of mana.
In the next second, a thick pillar of light pierced the sky. The Silver Lancers disappeared into the earth-shattering explosion, and only a few people on the edge were catapulted by the air flow, surviving. Valen tugged at the reins of his horse in horror, not daring to rush into the rising cloud of fire. He looked up hesitantly, looking at the dragon sword raised by the goddess of the night. At the tip of the sword, Curt let out a sigh of relief.
"Won. β
He muttered to himself:
"But my job is just beginning, 'beep' the uncivilized druids. (To be continued......)