As the dark mages escaped from the explosive war fortress, the Eagle whizzed past them.

Under the disturbance of the powerful air currents, the dark mages stood unsteadily in mid-air, and almost fell from the air.

They all looked at each other, and then they were all stunned.

What a weird thing that is~!

It has a pitch-black appearance, a slender body, wide wings, a tail like an eagle's tail, and a speed like lightning......

At first glance, I thought it was some unknown demonic creature.

These completely upended the dark mage's perception of the fortress of war.

In their mindset that has remained unchanged for more than a thousand years, the war fortress should not be like this.

Whether it is the Maple Leaf Danlin Illuminating War Fortress or the Lightning Squadron chasing and hovering in the sky at the moment, although the appearance is different, they still conform to the traditional concept of the War Fortress - a wide and solid base, and an obelisk of the magic circle running through the entire War Fortress. There are also hard, thick facades. and the powerful artillery above the war fortress.

The so-called ever-changing is inseparable.

No matter how much change there is, there should be a limit.

Let everyone have a basic mental capacity. But...... But the flying machine in front of him, which was as nimble as a loach, did not conform to the common sense of a dark mage. It doesn't even correspond to the common sense of magicians.

Someone even couldn't help but moan, muttering helplessly and desperately, "This...... This is so unscientific. ”

They couldn't even figure out how such a small space could be stuffed with a huge magic array monument.

Not to mention its breathtaking flexibility, which is no longer magic, but a miracle.

The dark mage, who was fleeing for his life in the air, watched as the war fortress, like a big bird, swooped down vertically with a sharp whistling sound.

At a distance of one hundred and ten meters, a shot was fired at the head of a black war fortress of the undead.

Immediately after, a brilliant firework erupted among the lookout posts at the spire of the war fortress.

In the rumbling explosion, all the people who had been sitting inside flew out like tattered ragdoll dolls. Caught in the blasted masonry and falling to the ground.

Everyone couldn't help but sigh, those unlucky eggs were definitely dead.

But at the same time, they were also faintly happy, because the big bird was only a few tens of meters away from the war fortress, and it seemed that in the next second, it was about to crash into the exploding war fortress.

Flying at such high speeds, crashing into the hard walls of a war fortress would be like an egg hitting a stone. Turned into a pool of blood.

But in the next moment, their eyes widened in surprise.

I saw that the big bird pulled up at an extremely incredible angle, and instantly changed from a vertical dive to a sideways flight, and its belly almost brushed against the hard thick walls of the undead war fortress. Skimming at high speed.

Some have even seen the belly of the large bird rubbing against the walls of the war fortress, creating a spark.

At this time, the dark mage in the attacked war fortress also saw the Eagle Style, and then even with the strength to feed, he desperately turned the angle of the magic guide cannon.

But when they turned the magic cannon and tried to attack the Eagle, the Eagle had already rolled to the left, and the fuselage sank downward, disappearing from the dark mage's sight.

To the undead in the air. Suddenly a nasty little thing appeared in the midst of them, buzzing around them like flies that could not be driven away.

The Dark Mage wanted to grab it, unscrew its head, rip its intestines out, and tear it to pieces.

But because the speed of the eagle is too fast, the flight is too flexible. The dark mages in the war fortress had no time to take aim when they saw it, and by the time they turned the magic cannon, the Eagle had long since disappeared without a trace.

The most hateful thing is that the pilots in the weird war fortress, whenever they approach the undead war fortress, always let out a crazy scream or laugh, as if to mock their incompetence.

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"Come hit me, come on~!" Pilot Ferreira let out a wild laugh.

At this moment, his spirit was highly excited, his eyes turned red, and he stared at the black fortress of war in the sky, his nostrils closed one by one, and he was panting heavily.

He kept muttering, "Who's next?" Baby, that's you. ”

Ferreira's gaze locked on an undead war fortress in front of him, and the corners of his mouth let out a "rude" laugh, and said affectionately: "Baby, don't be afraid, brother, I'm coming, don't run, don't run, let my brother and I come with a shot, just come with a shot......"

The tone sounded as if he was lyrical to his lover, and the disgusting man was about to vomit out the food of the day before yesterday, but his eyes flashed with the fierce and greedy light of a jackal, and his hands were firmly pressed on the control platform, and at the same time, he kicked the pedals of the control wings with his feet.

The Eagle suddenly began to climb vertically, feeling the smooth flight of the Eagle from the sharp change in acceleration, Ferreira's hands stroked the control platform, and said affectionately: "Oh, dear, you are so obedient. I love you to death. ”

With the eagle's high-speed maneuver, the bright red scarf around Ferreira's neck hung down, he let go of one hand and grabbed the beautiful scarf, put it on his lips and kissed it affectionately, and said, "If you want to hit, you must hit, you must hit." ”

With the whistling sound of "Ang'ang", the Eagle rose from the low altitude like an assassin and rushed towards the fortress of war in a blind spot that the dark mage could not see.

"Ready, ready, closer. Ferreira leaned forward, staring at the black base of the Undead War Fortress above her head, muttering "Closer, closer......".

The size of the undead war fortress rapidly expanded in his eyes, and at a distance of more than a hundred meters, the huge size of the war fortress had almost filled the entire line of sight.

Ferreira immediately roared: "Fire~!"

As his words fell, the eagle suddenly trembled, and the cannon located in the lower part of the nose immediately erupted a flame. A muffled sound exploded in the cockpit.

In the blink of an eye, the base of the war fortress above his head exploded, and an orange flame burst out like a flower.

"Haha......" Ferreira trembled and let out a burst of hysterical laughter, shouting: "Did you see it?

Are we geniuses?"

From the cockpit behind him, there was a muffled snort, and then a voice said coldly, "I see." ”

It was the co-pilot on the Eagle - the fire controller. Specialized in reloading and firing. And to fight against dark spells, he has another class. Pastor's Priest.

However, because of the eagle design, he can only sit in the cabin, which is extremely lame compared to Ferreira's position. He could only keep his head down and fire as Ferreira instructed.

In addition, Ferreira was like crazy, and kept yelling and screaming.

Therefore, although he is a gunner. With Ferreira, he has made many achievements, but he has not been in high spirits.

The base of the Undead War Fortress was pierced by this cannon, and smoke billowed out of the gap.

Due to the simultaneous penetration of the base by shells. The magic array located on the base was also destroyed, and as a result, the war fortress lost most of its power in an instant.

Although the dark mages inside did their best, the war fortress still trembled and fell to the ground.

At this time, the Eagle was already roaring, and it was about to crash into the base of the war fortress, Ferreira's foot stomped the pedal hard, and at the same time, both hands poured mana into the control platform.

Eagle style an agile roll. Flying out from under the pierced pedestal, it rushed into the air grazing the undead war fortress.

In the moment of passing by, Ferreira's cockpit roof was facing the window of the war fortress, he raised his hand and gestured a middle finger to the dark mage in the war fortress, and shouted at them frantically: "Is it cool?

Through the glass window at the top, he could clearly see the panicked dark mages inside the undead war fortress.

At this moment, there was a sound of clicker metal colliding in the back seat. Then there was a metallic crisp sound.

A brass shell shell, emitting gray smoke, jumped out from behind the barrel.

A pungent smell instantly filled the cockpit.

Kicking the scorching shell to the side, the loader in the back seat skillfully untied the retainer on the shell storage gun mount, grabbed a shell in his hand, and without looking at it, he casually stuffed it into the gun chamber, locked the gun door with a bang, and said in a deep voice: "Loading is complete." It is possible to fire again. ”

"Ahh You're so good, Summer, I love you to death. What would I do without you? Ferreira didn't look back, and shouted joyfully to the loader in the back seat.

"Die~!" said Shard, lazily replying, grabbing the shell casing that was rolling on the ground and stuffing it into an iron bucket that could only be opened in one direction. More than a dozen shells have been filled there.

Ferreira laughed and exclaimed, "You're so right, Charles. Hey, I've caught another undead slutty little bitch, where do you think we're going to shoot it this time?"

If it had been before, Charles had to draw a cross on his chest and reverently report his thoughts to the god of light, but now the loader only shrugged helplessly - he was used to Ferreira's madness, and in fact he had always suspected that the pilot was really a madman.

On the ground he was normal, but once he was in the air, Ferreira felt like he was on a stimulant, yelling, stomping his feet wildly in his seat, and swearing all sorts of obscenities. At the same time, the Eagle is manipulated to make extreme maneuvers.

Ferreira was even more desperate in battle, although the latest artillery mounted on the Eagle had a range of three thousand meters, and the best range was more than one kilometer, but Ferreira, a madman, preferred to fight closely.

And if it is close, it can't be closer, he always rushes to a distance of two or three hundred meters from the war fortress of the undead clan before firing the cannon, in such a close distance, it is naturally a hundred shots.

Firing so close is just to show off to the dark mage when you get close to the target after a shot, and clearly tell the undead clan: It's Lao Tzu who hit you, what can you do?

It's because of this that the dark mage is angry.

For Schalde, it's not a war, it's a play with life.

Charles had long seen that Ferreira was extremely arrogant and ostentatious in his bones, and his brain was abnormal.

But his flying skills are really very good, and the seemingly dangerous close movements are easy to play in his hands.

"Where did the company find such a superlative?" said Charles in confusion.

"Then it's head-on," Ferreira shouted, maneuvering the eagle into the air. Then a somersault nose down, spinning and diving bravely.

Since the undead's thinking had been mistaken at the time of design, their war fortress had been an idiot from the start.

It wasn't designed for aerial combat at all. Instead, it is used as a mobile fortress that can fly.

As such, it has a lot of disadvantages. In Lord Luo's words, this thing looks mighty, but in fact, it is a sieve from top to bottom, full of flaws and loopholes.

The best direction of attack. It's at the bottom of it, where the magic array is. And there is not much armor protection, as if it were a soft lower belly of a person. As long as one shot goes down, it penetrates the base. Destroy its magic array. Then the fortress of war will lie still like a dead dog.

When it doesn't move, the rest of the time, whether it wants to drip candles, use a leather whip, or tie it with tortoiseshell...... You can abuse as much as you want.

The second is the top of it, because it is not only the defensive blind spot of the War Bastion Magic Cannon, but also the location of the enemy's bridge command, if you are lucky. A single shot can wipe out all the mages inside.

Again, it's the rear. The turning of the magic cannon on the fortress of war was extremely difficult and slow. Look for the point of the magic cannon, then turn behind it and kick it as hard as you can in the ass.

The screeching of the Eagle tearing through the air sparked the idea of the Dark Mage on the War Fortress, who captured the Eagle's graceful form.

The black war fortress began to maneuver to the left and fled.

"Hey, don't run, bastard~!" Ferreira scolded in the cockpit, constantly adjusting the direction of the eagle. Trying to aim the nose of the plane at the war fortress below, sticking out his tongue and licking his chapped lips, Sensen said, "You can't run, little girl." ”

Compared to the Eagle type, the war fortress of the undead is too clumsy, and in Ferreira's eyes, his target is like a fat woman weighing four hundred pounds, shaking her fat ass. 'Run' on the street.

All he needed to do was flick the tail fin, and the eagle-like muzzle would lock onto the target.

At a height of more than 100 meters above the head of the undead war fortress, Ferreira shouted angrily again: "Fire~!"

In the rear cabin, Charles pulled the trigger hard.

The eagle shuddered, and the cannonball erupted from the cannon, smashing accurately on the war fortress, tearing one of its walls apart in the explosion.

Ferreira clearly saw a black-robed man blown away from the fortress of war by an explosion. Rolled to the ground and fell.

"Babble~!Hit again, hit again~!" He exclaimed excitedly, "How many are these?"

"Fifteen. Charles said in a calm voice from the back seat, "But you only shot down two." ”

Ferreira seemed to have been stabbed, his face immediately turned gloomy, and he said angrily: "It's not because the artillery is too powerful. Hicks, that bastard, will only load me with a forty-millimeter cannon. ”

Charde's tone was cold, and he said unceremoniously: "One hundred millimeter caliber, our plane should be disintegrated as soon as one shot is fired." ”

Hicks pursed his lips helplessly, looked at the sky outside the window, and suddenly shouted: "They retreat~!"

Through the glass window, Charles also saw the war fortresses of the undead gathered outside, firing at the lightning squadron that was pursuing them, and speeding westward, apparently trying to escape.

The Lightning Squadron chased for a while before stopping, watching the undead depart, and Capelle didn't seem too lazy to hunt them down.

Ferreira's eyes showed a fierce light, and said, "Let's catch up, I will kill one more to become a trump card." ”

"I'll warn you," said Charles in an old-fashioned voice, "we only have enough Demonic Crystals for ten minutes. If you don't want to land in the camp of the demons, it's best to retreat now. ”

Ferreira seemed to have been slapped on the back of the head, his expression suddenly fell, and he said with a sad face: "Bastard, why didn't you remind me earlier, I wouldn't have played if I knew it, my trump card flew." ”

Sharde said coldly: "You deserve it." I've already warned you three times twenty minutes ago. ”

The Sky Lightning Squadron is still circling in case the Undead War Fortress is back in action.

On the ground, the battle in the trenches of Viji was in full swing.

Orlandini committed 200,000 Semitic soldiers to attack the trenches surrounding the city of Viji from three sides.

There were still 200,000 men on standby in the rear, and as soon as the front opened a gap in the city of Viji, the reserves rushed into the city and completely occupied the important northern town.

At this time, in order to resist the Semitic attack, the defenders of the city of Weiji were all pressed out, and the elite soldiers of the Eastern Legion fought with the enemy in the trenches.

Even militia and volunteer teams of citizens were pulled up the walls.

Neyan's Orc Panzergrenadier Regiment played a key role in the close-quarters scramble.

The Ruman soldiers held the front to stop the Semites, and the orc grenadiers held bundles of grenades and threw them in the rear, and the Semitic soldiers cried wolf.

Although the Semitic have superior forces, it is difficult to play in the ** formation composed of narrow trenches and barbed wire.

The artillery, under the command of front-line observers, blocked the roads for Semitic reinforcements with ferocious fire, while constantly covering the trenches where the Semites had gathered over and over again.

But Orlandini, who was in command in the rear, did not care about the sacrifice of the soldiers, but nodded in satisfaction: the goddess of victory had lifted the corners of her skirt to him.

There are hundreds of thousands of Semitic soldiers on the battlefield, while the Rumans only have 20,000 or 30,000, and the Rumans can resist for half a day, or even a day, and can kill tens of thousands of Semitic soldiers.

But what does it matter, he has enough soldiers to fill this flesh mill until the Rumans are brought down.

However, the Rumans of Viji City did not have the capital to fight with him.

So he won.

Orlandini smiled triumphantly and said leisurely: "That Lorraine's "On War" is right about one thing, concentrating superior forces is the key to victory. ”

The Semitic generals let out a burst of sarcastic laughter, and one of them said happily: "I think that in the future, Lorraine can incorporate this battle into his example, and use the defeat of the Rumans to prove his theory correct." ”

The Semitic generals burst into laughter, which was so ironic.

At this moment, in the sky south of Weiji City, two rows of blurred black dots appeared, arranged in two triangles in front and back, slowly flying northward.

Looking at their formation, they look like migratory birds.

But the weird thing is that it's October and migratory birds are supposed to fly south, not north.