Chapter 228: Devil's Mouth Army Academy (3 more)

Unconsciously, the painting style on the side of the Devil's Mouth is crooked.

Originally, the defenders held a number of mobilization meetings, but all the soldiers who went to carry the line in the first wave had a suicide note written in advance.

With the help of the School of Physics, their general reaction was:

That's it?

The demons are still those demons, and the line of defense is no longer that line of defense.

A space mage tower sits in the town, and with a powerful mage, suddenly they really feel the happiness of the defenders a hundred years ago.

Once again, the reason why the Fa Ye is noble is that his ability to play is rare in the world.

When the fire subspecies demon came, he sprayed it with ice.

A brute force demon like the Giant Bull Demon is coming, and that is the Bondage Trap and Acid Combo.

The other party tried in vain to win by quantity, that is, Yang called the beast electrotherapy package, more than 100 [Tesla towers] waiting, and there were no bad reviews.

Under the premise that the magic defense system has been able to defeat eighty percent of the opponent's troops, the one who has the life to pass through the first magic defense line is basically immortal and has half a life.

It is often at this time that it is the turn of the original arrogant soldiers of the fortress to strike.

"Proud soldiers? How can there be such a thing! Tell you! Don't talk nonsense! We are loyal admirers of the masters of the school of physics. ”

"That's it!"

"I am Miss Acefield's most loyal admirer."

So said the macho men who once upon a time even looked down on the elite troops of the Empire.

Seriously, the human heart is also flesh.

It's not a last resort, who will come here to throw their heads and spill blood?

Behind him is the lives of family members and friends, so everyone is brave enough to be heroes here.

In his bones, who is willing to sacrifice in vain.

Suddenly, there was a super thigh of the physics school to hold, and everyone's rationality immediately prevailed.

It is no exaggeration to say that the application for becoming a follower of the second generation of disciples of the School of Physics can be stacked from the ground to the level of the city wall.

In just one week, the hearts of 200,000 soldiers have taken on the shape of the School of Physics.

For this reason, Marshal Karl, who couldn't cry or laugh, even had to ask Wren again: "Can you make the lethality of your magic trap group a little lesser?" ”

"Huh?" Wren's first instinct was to doubt his ears.

"No, this, the main thing is that you have all been prevented. My little cubs are prone to slacking off. Carl himself was embarrassed.

It's not a joke that it's easy to slacken your armament in peacetime.

Soldiers who are accustomed to living in an extremely high-pressure environment can easily go from one extreme to the other. This is not good for long-term defense work.

Wren blinked, and he was happy...... Let Harry sit free.

After all, when it came to the trap, even he wasn't as fanatical as Harry.

Not blowing or blacking, he recently found several gray hairs on the head of 17-year-old Harry.

That guy is only 17 years old!

At worst, signs of death from overwork are not a good thing.

Wren came downhill: "Since this is Marshal Easley's request, I have no opinion, just say that the mana consumption on my side is too large, and some of the towers will enter the energy-saving mode, and more demons will leak over." Attention to the troops on duty. ”

"Okay, thank you so much! I will also inform the generals below. ”

So, all of a sudden, it became "oops, I leaked again".

The lack of magic power of the Mage Tower secretly spread, which made many soldiers nervous, and some senior generals secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

If the allies are too strong, they will have no sense of existence.

Of course, this kind of reasonable and leaky work is not good for Ren's disciples.

There is no system to help distribute the power voltage, and a series of lightning flashes past, and there is still no grass. After all, there are 108 Tesla Towers.

On the ninth day, nearly 10,000 middle- and lower-level demons poured in.

"Attention! There is a problem with the enemy! ”

I don't know who shouted, and the defenders' nerves immediately tensed.

Obviously there was a dense area of terrifying thunder like a torrential rain plowing ahead, but for some reason, hundreds of medium-sized demons escaped. After their companions were shattered like glass, they burst out of the lightning-strewn thunder prison.

"Meet the enemy! Archers shoot freely! ”

It's not ordinary archers who bend bows and arrows, these official, and even high-level rangers, are at least a captain outside. But in the mouth of the devil who is full of talents, they are just the most ordinary archers.

A round of black black arrows rose into the sky, and then poured down with skulls, crucifying a third of the demons to the ground in the blink of an eye.

But there were still a large number of demons in the darkness showing their hideous faces, and they pounced viciously.

"Throw guns!"

With a short spear throw, with the blessing of the adventurer's extraordinary strength, the long blade pulled out bright arcs. These more lethal throwing weapons pierced the bodies of many demons, bringing out strings of filthy blood.

The battle that has not been seen for a long time seems to be even the air becoming hot.

The melee shield guard raised his sturdy shield and slammed into the swooping demon.

In a brief moment of contact, the spearheads of the spearmen in the back row lit up with an elemental glow, stabbing through the gap in their shields towards the terrifying being opposite.

It was a short but intense battle.

In the heat of battle, casualties are inevitable.

Although the death ratio of 18 to 281 could not be called a big victory, there is no longer the frivolity on their faces from the previous days. Instead, it is all about prudence.

On the Mage's Tower, Wren and Carl watched the scene in silence.

Karl was expressionless: "Actually, that's pretty good. They can see blood and make real warriors. ”

"Oh? Have you ever heard of [monster farming]? ”

"Huh?"

"I mean, I can control the number and strength of the demons that rush over, so that the recruits can achieve the purpose of training."

Marshal Karl completely failed in the management of expressions this time: "Wait! Can Your Excellency control such a thing? ”

Wren shrugged: "To me, it's no different from a human playing cockfighting. ”

Carl once again refreshed his understanding of the power of Tesla's archmage.

The enemy in his eyes is enough to inflict no low losses, and in the other party's heart, it is just an experience package for the training of recruits?

He asked tentatively: "I believe Your Excellency can control the number of enemies." But the strength ......"

"It's easy! Although I can't decide what demons come every day, and how many, I can suppress the power of the other party by displaying my flag or not. If it were me, there would probably be a chaotic state of chaos on the spot. ”

Carl only had two words left in his mind [outrageous] that kept replaying: "That ......"

Wren stretched out his right thumb and rubbed his index and middle fingers.

Get!

Although Carl knew early on that this archmage paid attention to 'fair trade', he never thought that this big man was running wild on the road of adding money to the layman, and he would never look back!

(End of chapter)