At the southern end of the Macedonian defense line, the forward position of Maideola fell two defensive walls one after another, and the 200 soldiers stationed here were all killed by more than twice the elite of the steppe tribes, and even Lawrence, the legendary moonlight knight, died under the magic skills of the masked warrior Gulhan. m.

The elite soldiers of the White Horse tribe tasted the benefits, and continued to pour troops into this gap, like a wedge, being hammered one after another, nailed deep into place, and constantly piercing and penetrating deeply.

At the same time, the four squire knights of Lawrence, the moonlight knight, saw the knight lord they served fall into the hands of the enemy, and the crow sword array, which was already overstretched, suddenly appeared to stagnate and fatally flawed.

How could the four warriors of the tiger, leopard and wolf miss such a good opportunity, and the tacit understanding is incomparably at the same time, entanglement an opponent, first disintegrate the headache battle formation, and then fight one-on-one, and kill the prey on the spot after only a few moves.

The five hundred elites under the command of the old shaman rushed up and climbed over the third low wall, and with the help of the light of the torches, they saw that the high ground of the flat river, the garrison of the Macedonian defense line, and the barracks of the border army were gathered in groups like four-leaf clovers, and the number of them was no less than three hundred.

Composed of four military camps in a fortress with a capacity of 50 people, there are at least 1,500 people, supporting each other and guarding against the traps under their feet, which is really easy to defend and difficult to attack.

"This is the real first line of defense! The Macedonian defense line is known as an impregnable wall, and it is not unreasonable! However, our side is not without means to crack it, and the ground plough wheel chariot is ready!"

The masked warrior Gulhan opened his mouth to explain, his right hand was overexerted, all the capillaries burst, and it was extremely swollen, and he had not been effectively treated so far, and he was still waiting for the wound medicine from the rear.

As soon as the words fell, there was a team of ten grassland athletes with big shoulders and round waists, carrying log parts over three low walls on their shoulders and carrying log parts on their backs, and assembled them on the spot, roughly in the style of a flat carriage, and looked like a wheelbarrow in the Central Plains, with a cast iron ratchet surrounded by three people in the middle, and there was gunpowder mixed with sulfur, charcoal and saltpeter.

Ten steppe warriors lifted their plow-wheeled chariots, calibrated new attack routes, and at least four barracks and fortresses were satisfied, unleashing their secret weapons.

At the same time, not far away, there were also flaming ratchets rolling forward, no less than twenty in number, and marched forward with the momentum of crushing everything.

The musketeers and hand artillerymen in ambush in the small barracks and fortresses did not react at all, and they saw that the solid rammed earth buildings were scattered on the spot by this shocking weapon, and then as cannon fodder, they were overturned to the ground by the shock wave that erupted, some were buried alive and flattened on the spot, and some were blown away from a distance and fell on the hard ground, and they would be seriously injured if they did not die.

The remaining strength of these weapons was exhausted, and finally fell to the ground, and the main gunpowder compartment inside was ignited one after another, and suddenly an amazing pillar of fire burst into the sky, and the shock wave bloomed one after another, cutting off the surrounding intact rammed earth buildings.

It's just that the steppe tribe secretly learned the "black fire technology" evolved from the alchemy of the old enemy, and it taught the proud soldiers of the Macedonian defense line a good lesson, officially breaking through the first line of defense, and the steppe eagles who rushed to the front had already seen the ravines connected by iron cables.

On the opposite side is the border corps that has completely entered the combat state, not only a large number of musketeers, and even bronze heavy artillery with a range that crosses the Grand Canyon, but also knights with swords from noble backgrounds, and the general strength is at the level of a hundred generals with one enemy and one hundred.

The wise general Beo Wufu was taken aback by the secret weapon of the grassland tribe just now, and sacrificed more than 3,000 cannon fodder that wasted food and fresh water, and finally seized the opportunity to prepare to annihilate the enemy here with natural danger and equipment.

He knew that heavy trebuchets could do a little bit of a job, but his own bronze cannons would use roll call attacks to destroy these large, heavy creatures that were heavy and difficult to move before they could exert their power.

It's a pity that all he can think of is the advantage of his own side and the disadvantage of the enemy, and the wise men of the grassland tribe have also thought of it. The old shaman of the White Horse tribe put down his fearless dignity, shook hands with the old adversary of the Qingniu tribe, and sang a war song loudly with the pure "singing power" that the two had cultivated for sixty years, summoning thunder and lightning in the depths of the sky.

"Thundercloud chain lightning!"

The song shakes the atmosphere and awakens the spirits of the wind and the clouds. The shamans migrated to the Loba steppe of Eastern Europe with their tribes, and they did not simply take care of the spiritual world of the clansmen, but had long been exposed to and mastered the elements of magic, replacing the familiar aura of heaven and earth, and improving the "miracles" caused by war songs!

Thanks to the arrival of the ancient gods behind the Cross Cult, the era of surging waves that can be called the great tide of magical elements belongs to the miracle of the caster's unbridled wisdom and triggering a series of supernatural phenomena!

The knight walking on the other side of the canyon, the fierce general wearing steel armor, before he understood what was going on, was struck by a chain of lightning that suddenly split, after all, steel is easy to conduct electricity.

A powerful electric current ran through the body, instantly roasting them to seven or eight ripe, exuding a disgusting aroma of meat. Immediately after, these strange lightning bolts jumped through the surrounding crowd, as if they had opened a scope, and specialized in killing a large number of knights equipped with steel.

These people were the commanders of the musketeers, the natural commanders of the lower ranks, and once they were charred by lightning and fell, the soldiers who were originally full of morale suddenly became confused and at a loss.

What's even more disturbing is that the thundercloud chain lightning summoned by the chief priest-level shaman with the war song is only a prelude, and the sudden change in the stormy weather causes a light rain that seriously affects the gunpowder that is susceptible to moisture, and may be the wisdom of the grassland tribes who have learned lessons from their wounds after repeated battles with their old enemies in the Central Plains.

The second line of the Macedonian defense line was almost completely disorganized, and its morale was seriously reduced, and it was about to collapse on the spot.

Seeing that the obstacle blocking the tribe's western hunting had been stripped away, the old shaman of the White Horse tribe looked sideways at the old opponent of the Qingniu tribe, and couldn't help but feel very happy, quite happy to meet and smile and enmity.

At the same time, the prairie eagles did not know where to resist the planks, and quickly set up the iron locks, and kept pushing forward. Because these planks have grooves, they can be caught in the iron locks, and there are mortise and tenon joints between them.

As a result, the insurmountable moat, with the efforts of the prepared steppe tribes, became one broad road after another, at least able to pass quickly, instead of climbing the iron locks and being shot by the muskets on the opposite side, wasting the blood of the tribe in vain.

The Mengding warrior Gulhan still wanted to rush to the front, but his move was immediately stopped by the four warriors of the tiger, leopard, wealth and wolf, and surrounded the heroes who broke through the night raid, successfully captured the city wall, and opened the victory channel, and came to the tribal shaman.

"Gulhan, you have done a good job this time, and you should be credited with a great achievement. Now is not the time to be blindly impulsive, heal your arm as soon as possible so as not to leave a hidden disease behind. In the future, if the tribe succeeds in the western hunt, our family will still rely on your force!"