On the aerial platform of Shenlong Pass, Wang Yong and the others were all disappointed when they put down their looks, and Nuo Sen gritted his teeth and said: "Damn, I didn't expect that Newman to be a mid-level warrior, and the two Thunder Eagles didn't kill him when they attacked together, it's really unlucky." ”

Wang Yong didn't pay too much attention to Newman's life and death, but said to Amy beside him: "I said how can Newman be so confident that he has to attack the Shenlong Pass, it turns out that this thing has hole cards." Amy, those two mid-level magicians are ours, is there any good way to kill them?"

Amy looked at Wang Yong and said expectantly, "Don't you have a good way?"

Wang Yong shrugged his shoulders and said, "You are the head of the magic group, I will listen to you now." ”

Amy giggled, but soon said with a sad face, "But you've got to figure out a way, right?"

Wang Yong spread his hands and said, "No, now it's all up to you, the head of the regiment." In fact, Wang Yong is not helpless, but he wants Amy to think for herself, because in this way she can grow faster in practice.

Amy hesitated for a long time, and said unconfidently, "Why don't we work in pairs and join forces to sneak attack like Daisy and Connie did last time?"

Wang Yong nodded with a smile and said, "Okay, just do it, I like this kind of thing when there are more people bullying fewer people." ”

Seeing that Wang Yong agreed with his idea, Amy was very happy, and that trace of unconfidence also dissipated, and proposed again: "In this case, in order to be more safe, I think we should transfer two intermediate Thunder Eagles to come over to support, first let the Thunder Eagle sneak attack, weaken the magic shields of those two guys, and then the four of us will attack the two magicians in groups of two, I think this should be able to kill them." ”

Wang Yong nodded and said, "Okay, that's it." With that, Wang Yong, Amy, Daisy, and Connie got together and muttered about the details of attacking and killing each other's magicians.

At this time, hand-to-hand combat had already started on the city, and it could also be said that the seaside side was beating the cannon fodder logistics soldiers of the Eternal Empire, and these cannon fodder were very breathless and helpless. Whenever they faced various well-known attacks, it was not easy to climb to the top of the ladder, and before they could step onto the city wall, they were slashed to pieces by the chaotic weapons, and fell heavily on the top of the city and smashed on the dense comrades below.

And the recruits on the seaside side, after the initial tension, when they used their weapons to cut down one enemy after another, they also gradually entered the state, no longer fearful, and kept slashing around the ladder.

When his comrades were shot by the enemy's crossbow arrows and fell to the ground, blood splashed on his body and face. It also aroused the hatred and rage of the soldiers, making them cruel and ruthless, piercing and chopping enemies one by one, and venting the resentment and hatred in their hearts.

As more and more ladders climbed the city walls, the bloody hand-to-hand combat became more and more intense, and when more and more enemies climbed the city walls to slash countless comrades and successfully occupy a foothold, the officers on the seashore would organize a charge, blood and stumps flying to regain that small piece of lost territory from the enemy.

Mu Sen looked at the fierce battle on the city wall with a blank face. Seeing that the two wings on his city wall had been damaged by three floors, he hesitated for a moment and said to the herald beside him: "Order the third and fourth wings of the first field regiment to go up to support, and replace the first and second wings to rest." After repeating the order, the herald ran to the flag of the Chinese army and used the flag to inform the 3rd and 4th wings on standby below.

The reason why Mu Sen issued the order to change the guard at this time. Because there was not much left of the enemy's first offensive echelon, and there was no danger of the city wall being captured, Mu Sen planned to let the recruits of the other two wings go up to get used to the bloody and cruel battlefield, and then meet the second wave of the enemy's attack.

The battle has been going on for almost an hour now. The soldiers on the front line also exerted a lot of physical strength due to excessive nervousness, and when the comrades of the 3rd and 4th Wings stepped up the city wall from the city gate tower, they scattered to the left and right, slashing and killing the enemies who climbed the ladder while gradually taking over the city defense. The soldiers of the 1st and 2nd Wings gradually retreated from the north and south ends of the city wall under the leadership of the officers. Between advancing and retreating, the cooperation of the four wings was very tacit, and did not give the enemy any opportunity to take advantage of it.

The soldiers who were ordered to withdraw and rest did not disperse in a hurry, but waited until the friendly troops arrived at the defensive position they were responsible for.

When the soldiers of the 1st and 2nd Wings walked down the city wall and were led by the officers to the open space in the rear, the blood of the soldiers who had just been extremely brave gradually cooled down. Some of the soldiers sat on the ground with their whole bodies paralyzed, some knelt on the ground and vomited, and some trembled and muttered to themselves.

The logistics soldiers who had been prepared for a long time and were waiting here with a large amount of clear water did not make fun of these ugly soldiers, nor did they mock them, they handed bowls of water to these warriors with respectful and warm smiles, and called the military doctor to treat and bandage the wounded soldiers.

Twenty minutes later, when the last enemy who dared to climb the ladder fell in a pool of blood, the soldiers and officers at the head of the city did not cheer or celebrate, but silently carried down the bodies of their comrades who fell on the city wall one by one and handed them over to the logistics soldiers to be placed in the rear, and saluted in line to send these heroic comrades on their last journey.

As for the corpses of the enemies, the soldiers unceremoniously threw them off the walls, and for those who were wounded and not killed, the officers would turn a blind eye and let the soldiers replenish their swords and then drop the walls.

After the walls were cleaned, the weapons and armor left behind by the enemy were carried away by the logistics troops, leaving only large areas of blood and a strong smell of blood.

Outside the city walls, countless corpses were scattered on the ground, blood pooling into bright red streams flowing down the mountain, and slowly swallowed up by the dry earth.

The 6,000 logistics soldiers of the Eternal Empire were used as cannon fodder, and almost all of them fell under the city walls, and the more than 500 logistics soldiers who fled back from a psychological breakdown were also slashed and killed by the Overseer as soon as possible to establish the army's might.

Newman didn't care about this, his cold and emotionless face didn't change in the slightest, he stared coldly at the soldiers on the city wall and the enemy commander on the aerial platform that was called an architectural marvel, not knowing what else was in his mind, and the two magicians Doyle and Dunbar also hid their arrogance, and raised their heads from time to time to look at the dark night sky, they always felt that someone was alive or something peeping at them. (To be continued......)