But just when Walter was puzzled, a ball of flame suddenly burst out from the arrow, and then another arrow with a blue light fell at the same position.

As soon as the arrow landed, a strong wind suddenly rolled up. The wind helped the fire, and the flame suddenly turned into flames, and then it spun towards the square formation of the iron barrel.

The flames suddenly rushed into the iron barrel square from the gap below the big shield. The guards who were holding the shield were instantly scared by the sudden flame, and Walter was no exception.

Walking on the flat ground, a flame suddenly popped up from under his feet, and he was drilling straight into his crotch. Who can't be afraid? And that flame is not a 50 cent special effect, it has warmth. The hot flame grinds the armor and instantly makes the armor hot. The next moment, the shield guards shouted pigs in pain...

This call is not the key to the problem. The key is that their shield-holding hands were also instinctively reacting, and some positions were immediately tilted, but once it tilted, it would naturally reveal a gap and flaw. The initiator of all this - Frank, who wanted this gap and flaw!

I saw an arrow as fast as thunder and lightning, and accurately shot the gap in the once-in-a-lifetime opportunity!

Wow! Ah! With a miserable howl, the guard died on the spot!

Immediately afterwards, like pushing down a domino, a chain reaction occurred. The pain caused by the burning of flames was caused by the arrow, the space exposed after being killed by the body was softened, and the body was pushed by the companion's guards and even caused a lot of helplessness caused by fear.

These reasons are the fuses of their death, because these reasons have led to them revealing more or less flaws, and these flaws have become opportunities for Frank's attack.

As long as Frank discovers which guard has moved the big shield due to these various reasons, even if it only reveals a little gap in their hands, he can use this gap to hit the target.

After shooting one of them, the square formation will immediately collapse, and the other guards will be shot and killed one by one!

Seeing the guards beside him being shot and killed one by one, Walter's expression seemed to have seen a ghost. He was frightened, afraid that his next target would be himself.

He roared desperately and ran towards the rear of the battlefield in a panic. His previous brave and fearless appearance had already been thrown to an unknown Java country.

However, fate is always cruel, and it is useless to concentrate on defense in his heyday. Now, when he is about to escape with a collapse, he cannot escape Frank's deathly pursuit?

Frank still shot into the throat with one shot, but he just passed through the back of his neck...

Walter didn't understand until his death, why did the archer's arrow carry magic?

However, he finally understood one thing, that is, the person who could kill him Walter was born!

———I just like the dividing line that seals the throat with one arrow——

Apart from Frank, the archers guarding the city of Borton were still shooting wildly.

But the Saint Marlow soldiers were extremely powerful. They used their shields to push the arrow curtain forward crazily. Seeing that they were about to approach the city wall, Mellon ordered again: "The Magician Corps retreated and meditated, and the Great Shield Corps should pay attention to cover! The Engineers Corps are ready!"

Hearing the order, the soldiers of the Big Shield Corps supported shields as high as humans, forming a black wall of defense. The unprepared soldiers immediately hid under the shield.

At this time, the archers of the Saint-Malo army had already arrived at their attack site in the rain of arrows. They kept shooting arrows on the city walls to cover the siege troops.

Shooting up from under the city wall is much more difficult than shooting down from a high place in the city guard. Their range limits the need to be close to the city wall. The bow must be lifted very high, and the strength to pull the bow is also consumed more.

However, the archers of Borton City on the opponent's wall can use the protection of the city wall and the big shield to fight back, but no matter how weak the geographical advantage is, they cannot withstand many people.

The St. Malo archers gathered under the city and shot archers desperately against the people on the city walls. Gradually, the waltz soldiers were killed and injured.

The water magicians in the Borton City army and the priests in the city also began to cast spells to save people, while those without healing spells used the potions donated by the Eisen family to treat injuries and relieve injuries.

For the Waltzers, the battle to defend the city has only officially begun...

Looking at the Saint Maro soldiers who were about to attack the city, Boer said to Haixin and the others: "In a while, the enemy will continue to surge up to the city wall. You must be careful and pay attention to safety. If you really can't stand it, retreat to the city."

"Okay!" Hai Xin and the others responded at the same time.

At this time, Duke Mellon's order was heard again: "Be careful with the Corps of Engineers! Attack from falling rocks!"

Hai Xin looked down through the cover and found that the Saint Marlo soldiers had already begun to set up ladders. The stones of the Engineering Corps fell from the thirty-meter-high city wall. The stones as big as watermelon hit the person carrying the ladder and the flesh and blood were flying everywhere, and the brains were splattering.

But the archers in Saint-Malo are not vegetarians. The engineers are aimed at them as soon as they show up. The rainy arrows hit the city walls, and the engineers are more and more casualties.

Under the suppression of the St. Malo archers, countless ladders were laid on the city wall. The people on the city wall watched the ladder tremble, and they knew that there must be many people climbing on the ladder.

"Put down the ladder with a bumping pole!" Duke Mellon roared.

Hearing the order, the engineers quickly picked up a long pole with a u-shaped hook that was bent outward with a four or five-meter long U-shaped hook. The eight of them pushed out the ladder on the city wall with force. The ladder and the people attached to the ladder flipped to the ground, smashing the people below to wail.

Although the engineers kept pushing down the ladders, there were still too many ladders. The decisive element of siege was speed. Use speed to reduce casualties and capture the city walls with speed. Setting up ladders must be decisive and fast, and taking advantage of the cover of archers to take advantage of the city.

At this time, many Saint Marlo soldiers were already shouting and rushing up the ladder. Duke Mellon shouted: "Pulley Corps! Sword Corps! Attack!!"

The spearmen and swordsmen rushed up with their weapons and shouting, and the bloody hand-to-hand combat began!

Boer and Hai Xin and others also joined the fight. For a moment, the magic and martial arts generals came out. Whenever they met their Saint Maro soldiers, they were killed one by one. They ran around the city wall. When they saw that their soldiers were in danger, they immediately went over to rescue the siege. They were like tigers going down the mountain, invincible.

On the other hand, Duke Mellon kept giving orders. Under his command, Waltz soldiers and various weapons to defend the city were emerging one after another, which made Haixin and the others dazzled.

Things that can be smashed, such as rolling stones and logs, are desperately smashing under the ladder like money, and things that can be poured down from time to time, with boiling boiling water, boiling tincture oil, making the other party's skin burst into pieces, crying for parents.

After splashing the tincture oil, the archers even ignited the tincture oil with the lit fire arrows. The soldiers and ladders stained with the tincture oil burned violently.

Under the entire city wall, there was a sea of ​​fire smoke, and the flames burned all over the soldiers like firemen. They screamed and fluttered, and finally fell to the ground weakly and burned into a pile of coke.

The smell of burning corpses in the air spreads around. This smell is mixed with an extraordinary stench, like the smell emitted by burning leather products, and the stench is filled with a hint of sweetness, just like the smell of barbecue.

When Hai Xin and the others thought of human flesh and blood barbecuing in the fire... uh... waves of nausea surged into their hearts and almost couldn't control their vomiting.
Chapter completed!