On the evening of July 24, 443 Ayric, less than twenty hours after the capture of Shenlong Pass in Haibin Province, the desperate reinforcements and remnants of the Eternal Empire finally launched a counteroffensive against Shenlong Pass after integration.

The Eternal Empire Front, as Commander Hurt said before, after the soldiers had a full meal, the logisticians distributed all the spare weapons to the remnants of the soldiers who had escaped from the pass, armed most of them into the first wave of siege troops, and sent a large number of Overseers in this motley mixed force to prevent any soldiers from escaping and affecting morale.

Commander Hutt divided his troops into three offensive echelons, each of which was about 10,000 men, the first of which was the remnants of the enemy's physical strength as cannon fodder, and the 20,000 cavalry of his own headquarters were divided into two echelons by him, and when the cannon fodder troops were almost consumed, he would begin to launch a real and powerful attack.

In fact, if you strictly calculate, there should be an echelon, that is, a reserve composed of the logistics troops left in the big camp and a company's descendants, this force Hutt does not plan to use, because if it really reaches the point of using them, then even if they can barely capture the Shenlong Pass, they are not able to hold the enemy's counterattack before the reinforcements arrive, so Hutt is to use this reserve as a rear hand, and when it is impossible to do so, he will take the remaining supplies and horses north through the forest in order to protect himself.

Wang Yong stood on the city tower, watching the enemy's neat phalanx slowly approaching, the heavy and neat footsteps, all of a sudden were impacting everyone's endurance, and some soldiers who had been a little weaker had begun to wonder if they could resist the endless hillside and the endless influx of enemies.

When the first echelon of the Eternal Empire stood at a safe distance outside the pass, the atmosphere on both sides became even more tense and depressing, and Wang Yong's hands unconsciously oozed layers of fine sweat, and then looked at the soldiers on the left and right city walls, although their bodies trembled nervously. But everyone was gritting their teeth and holding on, without a hint of flinching in their eyes.

Regan swallowed his saliva and whispered to Wang Yong, "Ivan, should you say something? I'm going to be nervous to death now." The others nodded in agreement.

Wang Yong nodded, first took a deep breath, and then raised his true qi and said loudly to all his soldiers: "For the comrades who have sacrificed, for the relatives who are still alive, for the sake of living with dignity, kill!" Roaring loudly at the enemy's phalanx, venting his deep fears and uneases.

All the soldiers were infected by Wang Yong, and they raised their weapons one after another, shouting at the enemy not far away, 'Kill, kill!'.

With the incessant shouting of killing to vent all the negative emotions, the soldiers were no longer afraid or nervous, some were only more determined, as long as the enemy dared to attack, they would not hesitate to rush over and chop it into pulp, even if they fell first. They also believe that their comrades-in-arms will continue to move forward.

Nearly 10,000 roars, especially the roars of the most loud-voiced minotaurs, pierced through the clouds to the sky, and the entire sky was filled with murderous aura. The mountains also constantly echoed with the unyielding shouts, and each reverberation seemed to be the response of a deceased comrade-in-arms in the distance.

The officers of the Eternal Empire, who were still doing the last mobilization and morale boost, were interrupted by this thunderous roar. The little morale and indomitable determination that the soldiers of the Eternal Empire had just been inspired also dissipated, and their eyes were full of fear and uneasiness, and the Divine Dragon Pass was in their eyes. It's like a gate to hell, and people don't dare to approach it.

Chris had been observing the enemy's phalanx, and when his own shouts of killing sounded, Chris could clearly see through the lookout glass that the enemy's phalanx had begun to have some turmoil, but it was barely stabilized by a pair of overseers.

Chris smiled slightly, his smile was a little cold, he raised his head and looked at the hovering black dots in the sky, and said to the herald beside him: "Send a signal to let the air cavalry start the first wave of attacks, and you must not give the enemy a chance to restore morale." ”

When the herald heard this, he hurriedly took out the magic signal canister in his arms, and was about to go down the city tower to launch, but was stopped by Wang Yong and said, "Where are you going? The herald was stunned when he heard this, but after looking up, he realized that the castle tower no longer had a roof.

The herald cursed himself for being too nervous, then pointed the magic signal at the sky and twisted the mechanism, and with a muffled 'bang', a ball of light composed of magical elements flew into the sky, and exploded as it rose to its highest point, forming a cluster of twinkling stars.

Quentin looked at the exploding magic signal and said with a smug expression, "How is it? This bomb magic of mine is not bad, right?" No one paid attention to Quentin's show-off, because all eyes were on the little black dots in the sky that were getting bigger and bigger.

The black dots in the sky became bigger and bigger, until they were about five hundred meters above the ground, and the three of them formed a triangular formation, hovering over the enemy's phalanx, constantly wandering back and diving from all directions, while dodging the enemy's arrow rain as much as possible, while pouring magic that was not very powerful into the enemy's dense array.

After a few circles, an aerial bombardment squad of a dozen Thunderhawks and several Storm Herons rose to a safe altitude and circled in the enemy's array, waiting for the order to attack again.

The magic of the Thunderhawk and the Wind Heron didn't actually cause many casualties to the enemy, but this deterrent power and the fear of those unattainable abilities made all the soldiers more and more restless, and they could break their minds at any time.

Commander Hurt had heard that the enemy had flying beasts before, but he didn't pay much attention to it, because the magic of those low-level beasts was nothing to fear for large-scale legion battles, but when Hurt saw these flying beasts hovering and bombarding his array almost unscrupulously, Hurt regretted it, because he didn't understand until now that the enemy didn't want lethality, but the deterrent power of these flying beasts to the soldiers.

Seeing that the cannon fodder in front of him was in turmoil, looking at the morale of the enemies on the city wall who were cheering and shouting, Hurt knew that it was impossible to save the morale of the cannon fodder by saying anything now, so he did not hesitate to order the cannon fodder echelon to start attacking.

The officer in charge of commanding the cannon fodder echelon saw the Chinese army flag swinging, and when he got the attack order, he first frowned, feeling that the soldiers who had almost no morale and confidence rushed forward like this was to send them to death, and wanted to delay a little time to send people to boost morale, but when he saw the Chinese army banner constantly issuing offensive orders, he finally gritted his teeth and ordered a supervising team to cooperate with the officers to urge the soldiers to start attacking. (To be continued......)