Section 280 Trickery

The tug-of-war at the head of the city continues. The battle became more and more brutal, and both sides repeatedly tugged and persisted, and with each step forward or backward, the heels would be immersed in blood.

At this moment, the defenders on the front line are already a little unable to support it. The defenders of the city have realized that the greatswordsmen have been fighting for too long, they are tired, and they must be replaced.

Adel saw that a force had been assembled a little further away. It wasn't an elite greatsword warrior, but a relatively ordinary halberd-wielding soldier. The non-commissioned officer at the front of these soldiers had gray hair, a huge scar on his face, and a firm hand clenched his weapon.

Adel recognized it as his father, a determined veteran, an officer in the city's garrison. His force is made up entirely of battle-hardened veterans, and while not a select warrior like the Greatsword Warriors, it is a trustworthy force. The lords have always used them as their last reserves.

Since the old man has appeared here, this means that this is already the last defensive force of Gaohua City. Now, the Chaos Legion has launched an all-out assault, and while this siege tower is the heart and center of the battle, the fighting elsewhere is fierce. Even the lord has no other troops to send.

"Remember, brothers!" Adel could hear his father's voice, even though they were far away. "We fight for our families, for our friends!

With a flawless tactical move, the veterans replaced the retreating greatsword warriors, roaring and charging into the blood and smoke. Faced with this sudden counterattack, the Chaos Warriors had to retreat. The veterans were experienced, and instead of leaving the enemy with a gap to attack, they took the Chaos Legion by surprise. The Chaos Warriors were briefly in disarray, and the veterans took the opportunity to stab their halberds into the enemy's bodies, adding dozens of corpses to the city.

Adel sees his father engaged with a Chaos Samurai who looks like an officer. He dodged the opponent's tomahawk and then used his hook halberd to cut through the gap in the armor of the enemy's ribs. It was just a spin, and the Chaos Samurai who was still fierce and abnormal just now was left to howl. Taking advantage of the fact that the other party lost his balance due to the pain, the halberd stabbed into his throat, which was not protected by armor, and quickly ended his life.

But the bassy and mournful horn still resounds. Behind the retreating Chaos warriors, the crumbling siege tower resembled the jaw of a monster, and another wave of enemy troops had rushed out of the maw, as if deadly flames were spewing out of the dragon's mouth. However, this wave is more deadly than the flames. Adel recognized these as sadistic berserkers, the elite of the Chaos Legions, extremely dangerous and bloodthirsty warriors. By this time, these Chaos warriors had fallen into a bloodthirsty frenzy, and when they were in this state, they didn't care about casualties at all, and would fight until the last man fell.

Adel's heart sank, and he knew that his father's situation was dangerous.

In the blink of an eye, the shape of the battle was reversed again. The veterans lined up in a neat line, trying to fend off the enemy's charge with their halberds, and the berserkers slammed into the enemy array head-on with demonic grins on their faces. The impaled berserkers grabbed the halberd that pierced their bodies with one hand and slashed their heads with the other with their weapons.

In just a very short moment, the soldiers of the first column on both sides were all killed and wounded. The sadistic berserkers pressed the ranks of veterans, forcing them to retreat.

"No, no, don't!" Adel suddenly hated his incompetence. Then, with the perception of magic, he suddenly realized that a powerful magic was condensing in the air.

It wasn't the magic of the defenders of the city - for in the previous battles, the defenders had done their best, and almost all the magicians had run out of energy. Adel doesn't have to be on his cane to get his feet, but he can believe he's one of the best guys.

It's the magic of chaos!!The young magician suddenly felt a pang of utter despair. With such a powerful magical energy condensing, this will be a powerful spell, and once this magic hits the city, it means that the last resistance will also be defeated, and the Chaos Legion will be swept away!

Wait a minute...... There seems to be a ...... What's the problem?

The energies of the winds of magic are extracted, but these energies have not yet been controlled by a will. Adel suddenly discovers that the gods have blessed them - at this moment, the wizards of Chaos have made a fatal mistake - they have spent a great deal of energy extracting energy and weaving magic, but they have neglected to exert the control of their will.

Almost without thinking, Adel used his willpower to control the magic of the ownerless state. The enemy—the Chaos Wizard who was casting spells—did not resist at all, suggesting that he may have drawn power beyond his limits, and that he was no longer able to control his magic. Regardless, Adel caught the Wizard of Chaos making a mistake.

In the next moment, lightning erupted from the hands of the mage's apprentice, sweeping across the battlefield at the head of the city and leaping wildly from enemy to enemy.

That wasn't enough, that magic energy hadn't been exhausted yet.

Adel's hands were wrapped around spiritual flames. He unleashed a huge fireball, and the siege tower turned into a hot hell in the blink of an eye. The Chaos warriors who were still in the siege tower let out a howl of pain, and the flames of magic engulfed a qiē, and the heat of the flames even melted the armor of steel. The flames continued to fire, and this time Adel fired it at the enemy forces gathered beneath the city, turning into a sea of burning and screaming. The flames of hunger continued to spread, and even the Chaos Warriors who wanted to continue their attacks had to stop and dodge the raging heat.

This gave the musketeers and crossbowmen at the head of the city the best targets to attack. Steel arrows and bullets knocked down a large area of the enemy.

Knot...... It's over...... Adel used the last of his strength. Two crossbowmen rushed in surprise, holding their exhausted hero and slapping away the remaining flames that burned his robes. Before Adel passed out, he saw his father, along with several veterans, stab the last of the recalcitrant sadomasochists to death on top of the city.

A short time later, the Chaos Wizard Lord, Marven, greeted the Bloodfang Lord's raging fury in his tent.

The Chaos Legion was really just one step away from victory just now. At one point, victory was so close that it was within reach of an outstretched hand. But two magic spells at a critical moment changed the entire battle situation. Someone must be held accountable for this mistake, and the person who seems to be most responsible is undoubtedly the leader of the Chaos Wizards, Marvin, a follower of Tzeentch.

The Bloodfang Lord is a Chaos Lord who is favored by the Sadists. One only needs to look at his appearance to get a sense of this. The Bloodfang Lord wore a charcoal-black, layered armor with a sadistic sigil embedded in his breastplate made of some kind of glowing stone. The crocodile-like shoulder guards glowed with a false glow, proving that this was a precious piece of magical armor. He hunched his back and leaned forward in a menacing manner, the Chaos Lord's signature body language.

The Bloodfang Lord's face was very strange, too many scars were engraved on that face, and the face that should have been calm and handsome had been distorted to the point of complete distortion. Perhaps it was the fact that he had received too much sadistic pampering, or perhaps the severe trauma he had received on the back of his head (the scar was so conspicuous that he couldn't even grow his hair out) that he was tormented from time to time by pain - the pain made the muscles on his face cramp all the time. So it's easy to see why everyone thinks that the Bloodfang Lord always looks like he's about to lash out.

Of course, for the Chaos Lord, there is far more praise than ridicule.

The Bloodfang Lord narrowed his blood-red eyes and looked at the cunning Chaos Wizard in front of him. A deep murderous intent condensed in his body. Even in the midst of chaos, the horrible presence of the abusive is terrifying - they never give any reason when they kill people. As many people know - and this is true - for the abusive warrior, the difference between an enemy and a comrade is which one is killed first.

“...... That's just the way it is. Marven ended his defense with this sentence. Marvin speaks fluently, well-reasoned and full of linguistic facilitation skills. But he also knew that the Bloodfang Lord might not have heard him say anything at all. The warrior of the Sadomasochism needs nothing more than to satisfy his bloodthirsty desires. Marven lowered his eyelids seemingly respectfully, his gaze resting on the Bloodtooth Lord's hand.

The hand was clenching the tomahawk, and the knuckles of the fingers were already turning white from the exertion. This shows that he may break out at any time and kill Marven.

"You're lying!" said the Bloodfang Lord unhurriedly, he didn't even point out what Marven's logic was wrong, so this sentence was a bluff. But the bluff of a terrorist warrior is more dangerous and deadly than a retort to the point. Because reasoning or something, it's obviously a joke for sadistic believers.

"Their magic is too powerful...... Marven said. "This city is ...... There were many more troops stationed there than usual. It's the same with magicians. ”

"They are not as numerous as your men, and Sagas has already told me about this. "Maybe it was reason that prevailed, or maybe it was Marven's humility that satisfied the Bloodfang Lord, and the Bloodtooth Lord's grip on the battle axe relaxed.

"Quantity is not enough, quality can make up for it. Marven replied. "Half of my men are apprentices, and the city should be full of experienced magicians. ”

He is talking about a fact, a fact that is extremely misleading.

"Lord Bloodfang, you've given us too little time...... It was you who launched the offensive in advance. According to the original plan, we should have been in the White Castle at this time. ”

This is still a fact, although the logical conclusion of this fact is not a fact.

"I need time...... It will take time to mobilize manpower. Now, because I'm on the front line, I've slowed down my ability to gather my subordinates. Marven sighed. "I'll wait patiently for a while, and then we'll have overwhelming power to let those southerners taste what real magic is. ”

“......”

"In addition, I have a little mention yì...... Of course, just mentioning yì. The enemy seems to have gathered all the mages here, perhaps that means there aren't many magical forces worth mentioning in the small castles scattered around?"