ff37; u85c0f; 8bf4; 66f4; 65b0; 6700; 5feb; 5c0f; 8bf4; 9605; 8bfb; 7f51; The undead war fortress hovered over the heads of Viji like a flock of hungry vultures, flying slowly.

They keenly watched the movements inside the city of Viji, and recklessly smashed all kinds of spells into the city to cover the attack of the Semitic army outside the city. Even the indiscriminate bombardment of worthless targets is a pass.

The Ruman garrison in Viji City was overwhelmed by powerful dark spells, and the slightest movement on the ground would immediately lead to several war fortresses attacking at the same time.

The Ruman soldiers had to hide in bunkers, dodging death spells from overhead.

Because the Rumans had no weapons to threaten them, and the artillery was hiding, the undead war fortress became even more brazen after attacking for a while.

They even lowered to a height of 100 meters above the ground, circled around the city of Viji, slowly turned the muzzle of the magic cannon, and fired non-stop at the city.

All kinds of deadly dark spells roared through the sky like meteorites from outside the sky, and finally smashed heavily into the city of Viji.

Once those spells fall and burst, they glow with green or black-purple light, illuminating the entire city as if it were a netherworld full of terrifying ghosts.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, the Semitic army that had been waiting outside the city early in the morning shouted and rushed towards the city of Weiji like a tide.

With the cover of the war fortress in the sky, the morale of the Semitic army was high.

Under the indiscriminate bombardment of the fortress of war, the most terrible artillery of mankind has been completely suppressed and cannot play any role.

As for the tens of thousands of defenders in the city, they are nothing to mention to the Semites, they have 500,000 elite warriors.

Isn't it a matter of minutes to eliminate tens of thousands of human local militias?

They won this battle~!

As long as they break through the walls and enter the city, the victory will be theirs, and this grand and strong city will also belong to them.

Just look at the towering castle in the center of the city. Just know how rich this human city is.

According to the governors, more than 300,000 people live in the city.

300,000 is simply an unimaginable number for these poor-minded Semites. They can count from one to a hundred, and they are already high-level intellectuals.

So much so that later, the governors had to use analogies to introduce the city.

They told the soldiers who sat in the well and watched the heavens that the population of their capital, the most prosperous city of Thunder, the holy place of milk and bread, was no more than that.

The soldiers were all red-eyed. Humanity is so rich. A mere border city can be compared to the capital of Thunder.

This is also too rich~!

And now. The city is like a ripe apple, about to fall into its own hands.

How this doesn't excite them.

With all their strength, they let out a cry like the earth shaking, and rushed as fast as they could.

At this moment. These Semitic soldiers had only one thought in their hearts: rush~!

Rush, rush, rush~!

Rush in~!

Rush to the city and grab their food~!

Rush into the city and rob their treasure~!

Rush into the city and rob their women~!

At the rear of the battle line, the Semitic commander Orlandini was also triumphant, and had already begun to think in his heart about how to use the artillery that captured humans. It's time to bombard the walls of humanity.

For the capture of these powerful artillery, General Orlandini offered a great reward greater than yesterday's: a soldier who could get a complete one, a promotion to the rank of officer, and a bounty of 1,000.

And the first to climb the walls of Vizi is a great reward.

Saying goes. Having money doesn't just make the devil grind.

As long as you have money, there is basically nothing in this world that cannot be done.

These poor and crazy Semitic soldiers were no exception.

In the excitement of the huge rewards, the Semitic soldiers fought bravely one by one. It took only ten minutes to cross the death zone that had been formed by yesterday's artillery fire.

The bodies of the dead Semitic soldiers were still lying on the ground.

The Semitic soldiers didn't even glance at the corpses on the ground, and without hesitation, they stepped on the blood and stepped over the corpses on the severed limbs.

In a few breaths, they had rushed to the first barbed wire fence outside the trench.

The spiral barbed wire is more than a meter in diameter, fixed in the middle by wooden stakes, and the barbed wire is densely packed with iron thorns.

The Semitic soldiers had never seen anything like this before, and when they rushed to them, there was some confusion.

Some soldiers first used their swords to slash at the barbed wire. But it turned out that those wires were like spider webs, not only tough, but also elastic. As soon as the sword went down, he couldn't cut at all, and even bounced the sword in his hand. I couldn't hold it anymore, and I almost injured my comrade-in-arms next to me.

Faced with that barbed wire, they were like dogs biting hedgehogs. There was no way to put their mouths out, and they all yelled in anger.

Seeing that it could not be destroyed, someone immediately tore open the wire without hesitation and drilled into the barbed wire, wanting to pass directly through the middle.

But they soon discovered that this was even worse than it had been before.

The sharp iron spikes on the barbed wire hooked their clothes, pierced their flesh and skin, and made it difficult for them to move.

Unable to drill forward, but backward, the iron thorns would pierce deeper, and the soldiers were trapped in the barbed wire, like fish caught in a net, screaming and shouting for help.

The Semitic soldiers' charge came to a halt, and hundreds of thousands of soldiers were barricaded in front of a simple barbed wire.

As the Semitic soldiers struggled through the barbed wire, a rough cry like a giant bear rang out from the deep trench in front of them.

"Bomb Drop~!"

Before he could finish speaking, wooden-handled grenades rained down from the trenches and rolled into the Semitic soldiers behind the barbed wire.

"There is an enemy in that trench~!" The Semitic soldiers immediately panicked, and instinctively raised their shields against their heads to defend.

The grenade hit their shields or armor and tumbled to the ground, their tails snorting with white smoke.

Looking at the swarthy iron eggs under their feet, the Semitic soldiers were a little surprised: what is this?

Could it be that the Rumans have no bows and arrows to beat stones, and want to kill themselves with iron?

Before they could react, the fuse in the grenade had burned to the end.

"Boom, boom......" Thousands of grenades exploded almost simultaneously.

The dull sound of explosions came and went.

Countless brilliant fireworks suddenly burst into the crowd.

Under the force of a huge explosion. The grenade shattered into countless tiny fragments in an instant, and then shot out at high speed.

In the light of the explosion, countless stumps and severed arms could be vaguely seen rising into the sky, and then falling to the ground like raindrops.

Along the side of the barbed wire, the originally dense crowd suddenly became a little thin.

After yesterday's battle, the Semitic soldiers were all bombed by artillery fire.

At this moment, hearing the explosion, the Semitic soldiers couldn't help but be frightened: ***. Their artillery is still firing.

They shouted, then turned and fled.

"Drop the bomb, drop the bomb~!" With a majestic and hoarse roar, grenades flew out of the trench in a steady stream. The explosion followed the Semitic footsteps.

Hardly trained orc grenadiers, with their enormous strength, can throw a standard wooden-handled grenade over a distance of a hundred meters.

The Flying Eagle grenade has been specially designed, and the body of the bomb is all engraved with intricate patterns, which is not only beautiful, but also in order to produce more fragments when it explodes.

This can ensure that after each grenade explodes, about 200 fragments will be produced, covering an area about five meters in diameter.

The lethality of this grenade is not great. But...... But the dense formation of the Semitic soldiers allowed the grenade to reach its maximum power. Soldiers within two meters of the explosion were certain to die, and those within two meters were either killed or wounded.

Especially the Semitic soldiers, who were stuck in the barbed wire and couldn't move, could only watch as grenades flew out of the trenches, snorted and landed beside them, and then wrapped them in the flames of the explosion.

After retreating a mile in one breath, the Semitic soldier calmed down a little when he found that the deadly little iron rod did not continue to fly over.

Orlandini's nose was crooked in the back. He could see clearly that the grenades thrown from the trenches were only a few dozen meters away, and the lethality was not as great as that of artillery.

As long as you speed up and rush over and jump into the trench, it will be useless to think of humans.

The soldiers fled in fright.

Orlandini said with a gloomy face, "Who is leading the attack?"

"Pioneer Mosta Billai. Someone next to him replied.

"Behead him. Orlandini gritted his teeth and said coldly, "His deputy will take over." ”

"Yes~!" the overseer walked off the battlefield with a fierce expression on his face.

A few minutes later, a bloody human head was brought to Orlandini, who didn't look at it, but kept a straight face. He ordered sharply: "Today we must take Weiji City, give the order, and those who retreat will die." Drumming, march~!"

The big men of the overseer team stood at the back of the attacking force with cold faces carrying big axes.

The retreating soldiers couldn't help but feel nervous.

Then, without waiting for them to react. The Semitic camp was once again filled with fierce drumming.

The officers' faces changed suddenly, and then they cursed loudly while waving the sabers in their hands, punching and kicking the soldiers under them. They were ordered to attack again.

Encouraged by the sharp saber, the Semitic soldiers instantly mustered up their morale and rushed forward again with a shout.

The pioneer officer who had just been promoted led by example, taking the lead and rushing to the forefront with a big banner.

The war fortress hovering in the sky also found a violent explosion on the battlefield, and flew out of the city one after another, bombarding the cobweb-like trenches on the ground with magic cannons.

But the trenches were dug deep and zigzag, and the dark mage could not see what was inside even if he stared out his eyes in the air. I don't even know if there's anyone inside. Therefore, they can only blow up indiscriminately.

Although the indiscriminate explosion had no effect, it was later discovered that very few grenades flew out of it.

The Semitic army approached the barbed wire, and they strode over the corpses of their comrades who had died on the barbed wire.

Those at the front jumped into the trenches.

Orlandini breathed a sigh of relief, nodded and said, "Okay, it's half the victory." ”

With the superior strength he has, even if he uses people, he can also pile up trenches. He could sacrifice 100,000 men without hesitation in order to capture the city of Viji, which was a northern fortress. Strategically important place, as long as this place is taken, half of the north has already fallen into their hands.

The flash army can drive straight into the city of Ruman, the capital of the Ruman Empire.

The soldiers of the Orc Grenadier Regiment in the trench looked up at the war fortress flying overhead, spat out in anger, and greeted the female relatives of the dark mage above their heads in the oldest language of the orcs.

The soldiers of the grenadier regiment were dressed in steel armor, with heavy thick-backed machetes pinned to their waists, and grenade bags were circled around their waists. There are also a few pieces in the leather satchel on the waist.

However, most of them were empty at the moment, and during the training, the officers told them that they must not be economical.

How many grenades you need, but a well-trained grenadier is very rare.

As more and more Semites poured into the trenches. The half-orc officer blew his whistle and shouted, "Retreat, retreat." ”

The mission of the Grenadier Regiment is not to engage in close combat with the enemy.

The orc soldiers threw the remaining grenades in one go, then turned and ran back.

Seeing the explosion in the trench, the undead war fortresses lowered their heights and hung over the trenches, carefully searching for the humans inside.

When they searched the tunnel at an altitude of dozens of meters above the ground, no one paid attention, and several dark shadows in the sky broke through the clouds and swooped down.

Until the whistling sound from their high-speed flight reaches the ground. The Ruman soldiers in Viji City only noticed the anomaly.

Nine graceful war fortresses lined up and rushed down towards the undead war fortress hovering low at a low altitude, and they were only three or four hundred meters above the ground.

The Ruman Soldier could clearly see the streamlined shape of them with a pair of wide wings.

The front end of the dive-deep war fortress flashed red, and the three undead war fortresses that were covering the Semitic soldiers on the trench suddenly exploded, and an orange-red flame enveloped the upper part of the undead war fortress.

Immediately afterward, the rumbling explosion reached the ground and fell clearly into the ears of every soldier.

Because it flew too low. The war fortress that was hit exploded almost at the same time as it smashed to the ground, breaking into several pieces and raising a cloud of smoke and dust.

The other undead war fortresses realized that they had been attacked, and their first reaction was to speed up, flee the battlefield, and fly to a safe place to talk about other things.

At this moment, there was a burst of cheers in the city of Viz, and the air support they had been waiting for had finally arrived.

Capelle's squadron of lightning swooped down from the sky with a roar, almost to the height of the city. Immediately, like a harrier turning over, he directly pulled up the nose of the plane, drew a big V-shaped trajectory in the sky, and flew back into the sky.

Light and nimble, like a seasoned goshawk.

Compared to them, the war fortress of the undead is like a group of eighty piglets. An old sow with a faltering step.

The undead war fortresses that were attacked were all like frightened rabbits, hiding far behind the Semitic camp before turning around again.

After the initial panic, the dark mages finally discovered that there were only nine strange war bastions that had attacked them.

The dark mages gritted their teeth with hatred at the sight of their strange appearance, it was these human war bastions that bombarded Ryder City, blowing up the undead high priests and their disgraces.

A piercing and terrible scream suddenly sounded on the battlefield, and more than forty dark war fortresses suddenly roared, and they rushed forward like mad dogs.

The lightning squadron quickly dispersed, and a group of three maneuvers around at high speed.

Compared to speed, the war fortress of the undead is a lot worse than them, and with the wide wings, the lightning squadron is extremely agile when turning.

There was no unified command in the war fortress of the undead, and they flew in the air scattered, grabbing a target at random and biting it. But their clumsy movements are like hippos.

As soon as the seven or eight war fortresses of the Undead Clan were surrounded from all sides, the people of the Lightning Squadron threw them off with a quick turn, and there was still room to fire two cannons at the Undead Clan.

Spells and cannonballs flew across the sky like meteors.

The Ruman soldiers on the ground had no time to appreciate this, and the stirring trumpets sounded again, and the officers blew their whistles loudly and loudly.

There was no threat from the air, and the soldiers shouted and rushed to the trenches and walls to fend off the Semitic army.

The artillerymen also pushed the artillery back into position, quickly fixing the aiming back. Fire at the Semitic as fast as you can.

The Lightning Squadron rushed left and right in the air, and due to the difference in numbers to five, Capelle could only entangle as much as possible.

Whenever the Lightning Squadron approaches the limit of range, it will immediately be attacked by five or six magic cannons at the same time.

In the continuous air battle with the Maple Leaf Danlin people, the undead clan is not without progress, and they have now learned to fight together - war is the best teacher, and those who pass the test may not all survive, but those who fail the test are dead~!

Capelle glanced back. It was found that his squad was chasing after the Black Press, and there were more than a dozen war fortresses.

As they chased, they fired continuously, and the light of dark spells flashed in an arc from nearby. forced him to keep turning and maneuvering.

The undead also knew that their magic cannons were unlikely to hit each other, but this kind of continuous fire could disrupt the enemy's movements.

Capelle was secretly anxious: this is not the way to go.

At this time, the figure of a large bird suddenly appeared.

It swooped down from the zenith directly in front of Capelle as fast as lightning, and when Capelle caught a glimpse of it, it was the size of a fly, and when he turned his head to see it, it was as big as a pigeon.

Capelle's pupils shrank suddenly. He recognized it as an eagle and was rushing towards him.

The Eagle suddenly rolled, belly up, nose pressed down, accelerated down, and dived downward.

"What is this thing trying to do? Is he crazy?" asked Capelle, looking surprised, to the lieutenant next to him.

"Ahh~!" With a frantic scream, Eagle and Inazuma One passed by.

Capelle could even see clearly the pilot inside the hawk cockpit. He wore a bright red scarf around his neck.

Capelle and the adjutant took a step forward, and through the rear window, they saw the Eagle rushing towards the undead war fortress that was chasing after him in a flipped flying attitude, and in the blink of an eye, there were only two or three hundred meters left.

A small ball of fire erupted from under the eagle's slender nose, and an orange-red flower of light immediately erupted from the front of the undead war fortress in front, which was obviously hit.

Then, the eagle rolled ninety degrees, whistling through the middle of a dozen undead war fortress groups.

The undead also discovered the small eagle type, and a dozen magic cannons just wanted to fire. But at this time, the eagle-like figure had disappeared, and the dark mage could not even find its shadow in the air.

However, Capelle was condescending, but he clearly saw that in a few seconds, the Eagle had already turned in a circle in the air. Turning around again, he quietly flew a few hundred meters behind the undead.

Then, it was pulled up from a low altitude, and the nose was aimed at a war fortress flying over his head, and a shot was fired at the base of the war fortress. Then another continuous roll, slippery to the side of the flight a few hundred meters away.

The movements are extremely smooth, like flowing water.

Capelle noticed that the attacked war fortress was now spinning around in mid-air, apparently the fool had not noticed what had beaten it.

"This guy is as nimble as a fish. Capelle rubbed his blue chin and said, "It's kind of interesting." ”

It was an agile assassin, quick and agile, and always attacking from behind enemy lines. Every time a shot goes down, it's a critical hit. It's so easy to use.

At this time, the dark mage also noticed that something was wrong.

Their war fortress was often attacked inexplicably, and when there was nothing in front of them, a large hole suddenly exploded in the shell.

They poked their heads out and searched everywhere but couldn't see anything, and the dark mage even thought he had encountered a ghost.

A war fortress was bombed three times in a row, and the shell on both sides was pierced, revealing the magic array pillars engraved with intricate magic patterns inside.

The frightened dark mage didn't care to look for the enemy's traces, and manipulated the damaged war fortress, staggering towards the Semitic camp.

Other mages held their staffs, nervously looking around, ready to jump into the air and flee for their lives.

Suddenly, a ball of fire exploded from the exposed interior of the war fortress, and the violent explosion penetrated the magic circle pillar, and after a burst of mana shock, the war fortress lost control and rolled to one side and fell vertically.

The dark mage immediately fled from the soon-to-be-crashed war fortress and flew into the air.

While they were in a daze, a dark shadow rushed past them with a whistling sound, and they seemed to hear an arrogant scream at the same time.

Only then did the dark mages see clearly that they had shot down their eagles, and after seeing the bird-like appearance of the eagles, the dark mages had only one thought in their hearts: this is impossible~!

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