5c0f;8bf4;9605;8bfb;7f51; The war fortress of the undead is like a group of hungry vultures, hovering in groups above the head of Vizi City, flying slowly.
They keenly watched the movements in Weizi City, and unscrupulously threw various spells into Weizi City to cover the attack of the Semitic army outside the city. They even bombarded worthless targets indiscriminately.
The Ruman garrison in Weizi City was pinned down by powerful dark spells. The slightest movement on the ground would immediately attract simultaneous attacks from several war fortresses.
The Ruman soldiers could only hide in bunkers to avoid the death spells coming from above.
Because the Ruman people had no weapons that could pose a threat to them, and their artillery was hidden, the Undead War Fortress became even more unscrupulous after attacking for a period of time.
They even lowered to a height of 100 meters above the ground, circling around Weizi City, slowly turning the muzzles of the magic cannon, and firing continuously into the city.
All kinds of deadly dark spells roared across the sky like meteorites from outside the sky, and finally hit Weizi City heavily.
Once those spells fall and explode, they will always shine with green or black-purple light, illuminating the entire city as if it were a ghostly realm filled with terrifying ghosts.
Taking advantage of this opportunity, the Semitic army that had been waiting outside the city early in the morning shouted and rushed towards Weizi City like a tide.
Due to the cover of the war fortress in the sky, the morale of the Semitic army was high.
Under the indiscriminate bombardment of the war fortress, mankind's most terrifying artillery has been completely suppressed and cannot play any role.
As for the tens of thousands of defenders in the city, they were nothing to the Semitic people. They had half a million elite warriors.
Isn’t it just a matter of minutes to eliminate tens of thousands of human local militias?
They will definitely win this battle~!
As long as they break through the city wall and enter the city, victory will belong to their Semitic tribe, and this grand and solid city will also belong to them.
Just by looking at the towering castle in the center of the city, you can tell how rich this human city is.
According to officials, more than 300,000 people live in this city.
Three hundred thousand people is an unimaginable number for these poor-minded Semitic people. If they can count from one to a hundred, they are already high-level intellectuals.
So much so that later, the officials had to use analogies to introduce the city.
They told the soldiers who were sitting in the well and looking at the sky that their capital, the most prosperous city in Leishan, the holy place where milk and bread flowed - Leibao had only this many people.
The soldiers immediately became red-eyed. Human beings are actually so wealthy. A mere border city can be compared with Lei Shan's capital.
This is too rich~!
And now, this city is like a ripe apple, about to fall into your hands.
How doesn't this excite them.
They used all their strength, roared like the earth was shaking, and rushed as fast as they could.
At this moment, these Semitic soldiers have only one thought in their minds: Charge!
Rush, rush, rush~!
Rush in quickly~!
Rush to this city and grab their food~!
Rush into the city and grab their treasures~!
Rush into the city and snatch their women~!
At the rear of the battle line, the Semitic commander Orlandini was also very proud and was already thinking about how to use the captured human artillery to bombard the human city walls.
In order to capture these powerful artillery pieces, General Orlandini offered a huge reward even bigger than yesterday: as long as a soldier can complete one of them, he will be promoted to one level and receive a reward of one thousand.
And the first person to climb the city wall of Weiji will be rewarded with a huge reward of ten thousand gold.
As the saying goes, money can do more than just make the world go round.
As long as you have money, basically there is nothing impossible in this world.
These poor and crazy Semitic soldiers are no exception.
In the excitement of the huge reward, the Semitic soldiers fought bravely one by one. It only took more than ten minutes to cross the death zone composed of yesterday's artillery fire.
The bodies of the dead Semitic soldiers were still lying on the ground.
These Semitic soldiers didn't even look at the corpses on the ground. They stepped over the bloody water without hesitation and stepped over the corpses with broken limbs.
In a few breaths, they had rushed to the first barbed wire outside the trench.
Those spiral barbed wire fences are more than one meter in diameter, fixed with wooden stakes in the middle, and densely packed with iron thorns.
The Semitic soldiers had never seen anything like this before, and when they rushed forward, some confusion arose.
Some soldiers first used their swords to slash at the barbed wires. However, they found that the wires were like spider webs, not only tough but also flexible. With one strike of the sword, they could not stop cutting, and even cut the wires in their hands.
The sword bounced. I couldn't hold it tightly and almost injured the comrade next to me.
Facing the barbed wire fence, they were like dogs biting hedgehogs. They had no way to bite, and they all screamed angrily.
Seeing that it could not be destroyed, someone immediately tore off the wire without hesitation, got into the wire fence, and tried to pass directly through the middle.
But they soon discovered that this method was even worse than before.
The sharp iron thorns on the barbed wire hooked their clothes and pierced their flesh, making it difficult for them to move.
They couldn't get through, but when they retreated, the iron thorns would penetrate deeper. The soldiers were trapped in the barbed wire, like fish caught in the net, and they kept screaming and calling for help.
As a result, the charging pace of the Semitic soldiers came to a halt, and hundreds of thousands of soldiers were blocked in front of a simple barbed wire fence.
While the Semitic soldiers were struggling in the barbed wire, a roar as loud as a giant bear suddenly sounded from the deep trench in front of them.
"Drop a bomb~!"
Before he finished speaking, wooden-handled grenades flew from the trench like raindrops, rolling down among the Semitic soldiers behind the barbed wire fence.
"There are enemies in that trench!" The Semitic soldiers immediately panicked and instinctively raised their shields on their heads to defend themselves.
The grenade hit their shields or armor and rolled to the ground, with white smoke rising from its tail.
Looking at the dark iron eggs at their feet, the Semitic soldiers were a little surprised: What is this?
Could it be that the Ruman people no longer have bows and arrows to hit rocks, so they want to kill themselves with iron blocks?
Before they could react, the fuse in the grenade had burned to the end.
"Boom, boom boom, boom boom..." Thousands of grenades exploded almost simultaneously.
The dull explosions came one after another, continuously.
Countless brilliant fireworks suddenly erupted from the crowd.
Under the huge explosive force, the grenade shattered into countless tiny fragments in an instant, and then shot out in all directions at high speed.
In the flames of the explosion, countless stumps and broken arms could be vaguely seen rising into the sky, and then falling to the ground like raindrops.
Along one side of the barbed wire fence, the originally dense crowd suddenly became a little sparse.
After yesterday's battle, all the Semitic soldiers were badly damaged by artillery fire.
At this moment, hearing the explosion, the Semitic soldiers were all scared out of their wits: Grandma, their cannons were still firing.
They shouted one after another, then turned and ran away.
"Drop bombs, drop bombs~!" Accompanied by a majestic and hoarse roar, grenades flew out of the trench in an endless stream. The explosions closely followed the Semitic people's footsteps.
Orc grenadiers who have gone through hard training can throw a standard wooden handle grenade a hundred meters away with their huge strength.
The grenades of Flying Eagle Company are specially designed, and the body of the grenade is engraved with complicated patterns. This is not only beautiful, but also to produce more fragments when it explodes.
This can ensure that each grenade will produce about two hundred fragments after explosion, covering an area of about five meters in diameter.
The lethality of this grenade is not great. But...but the dense formation of Semitic soldiers allows the grenade to exert its maximum power. Soldiers within two meters of the explosion will be killed without a doubt, and those beyond two meters will either die or be injured.
Especially those Semitic soldiers who were stuck in the barbed wire and could not move. At this moment, they could only watch as the grenades flew out of the trench, landed next to them with a hiss, and then enveloped them in the explosion of fire.
After retreating for a mile in one breath, the Semitic soldiers calmed down a little when they found that the deadly iron rod did not continue to fly towards them.
Orlandini was so angry at the back that his nose was crooked. He could see clearly that the grenades thrown from the trenches were only a few dozen meters away, and their lethality was not as powerful as the artillery.
As long as you speed up and rush over and jump into the trench, it will be useless for humans to do this.
These soldiers were so frightened that they fled back.
Orlandini said sullenly: "Who is leading the attack?"
"Vanguard Mostabile." Someone next to him replied.
"Behead him." Orlandini gritted his teeth and said sternly: "His deputy will take over."
"Yes~!" The person supervising the battle team walked off the battlefield with a fierce expression on his face.
A few minutes later, a bloody human head was brought to Orlandini. Without even looking at it, Orlandini gave a stern order: "Vizi City must be taken today, and those who retreat will die. Drum roll."
, March~!”
The big men supervising the battle team were holding big axes and stood at the back of the attacking troops with cold faces.
The soldiers who retreated couldn't help but feel nervous.
Then, before they could react, a fierce drumbeat sounded again in the Semitic camp.
The officers' expressions suddenly changed, and then they shouted curses, waved their sabers, and punched and kicked their soldiers, ordering them to attack again.
Encouraged by the sharp sabers, the Semitic soldiers instantly boosted their morale and charged forward again, shouting.
The newly promoted pioneer officer set an example and took the lead, holding the flag high and rushing to the front.
The war fortresses hovering in the sky also noticed violent explosions on the battlefield, and flew out of the city one after another, using magic cannons to bombard the trenches on the ground like spider webs.
However, these trenches are dug very deep and have a zigzag shape. Dark mages can't see what's going on inside even if they stare out their eyes from high in the sky. They don't even know if there is anyone inside. Therefore, they only
Can explode randomly.
Although this random bombing had no visible effect, it was later discovered that few grenades flew out from it.
The Semitic army successfully approached the barbed wire fence. They struggled to step on the bodies of their comrades who died on the barbed wire fence and strode across.
The people at the front jumped into the trench one after another.
Orlandini breathed a sigh of relief, nodded and said: "Okay, half the victory is won if we get in."
With his superior force, even with a mass of people, he can pass through the ditch. In order to capture Weiji City, he could sacrifice 100,000 people without hesitation - Weiji City is a northern fortress. As long as the strategic location is captured,
Once you get down here, half of the north is already in your hands.
The Shen army could march straight in and march to the city of Ruman, the capital of the Ruman Empire.
The soldiers of the Orc Grenadier Regiment in the trench looked up at the war fortress flying majestically above their heads, breathed out angrily, and greeted the female relatives of the dark mage above them in the oldest language of the Orcs.
The soldiers of the Grenadier Regiment wore steel armor and carried heavy thick-backed machetes on their waists. Grenade bags were circled around their waists. There were also several grenades in the leather satchels on their waists.
But now most of them are empty. During training, the officers told them not to save money.
There are as many grenades as you need, but a well-trained grenadier is very rare.
Seeing more and more Semites pouring into the trench, the Orc officer blew his whistle and shouted: "Retreat, retreat."
The mission of the Grenadier Regiment is not to engage in close combat with the enemy.
The orc soldiers threw the remaining grenades in one go, then turned around and ran back.
Seeing the explosion taking place in the trench, the war fortresses of the undead lowered their height one after another, hanging over the trench, and carefully searching for the humans inside.
When they were searching for tunnels at a height of tens of meters above the ground, no one noticed that several black figures in the sky broke through the clouds and swooped down.
It wasn't until the whistling sound caused by their high-speed flight was transmitted to the ground that the Ruman soldiers in Weizi City noticed the abnormality.
Nine graceful war fortresses lined up in a row and rushed down towards the undead war fortress hovering at low altitude. At this time, they were only three to four hundred meters above the ground.
The Ruman soldiers could clearly see their streamlined shape with a pair of wide wings.
A red light suddenly flashed from the front of the swooping war fortress, and the three undead war fortresses covering the Semitic soldiers on the trench suddenly exploded, and a ball of orange-red flame enveloped the upper part of the undead war fortress.
Immediately afterwards, the rumbling explosion sound was transmitted to the ground and fell clearly into the ears of every soldier.
Because it flew too low, the hit war fortress almost exploded and hit the ground at the same time, breaking into several pieces and sending up smoke and dust all over the sky.
Only then did the other undead war fortresses realize they were being attacked. Their first reaction was to speed up, flee the battlefield, and fly to a safe place before talking about anything else.
At this time, a burst of warm cheers erupted in Weizi City - the air support they had been waiting for finally arrived.
The Lightning Squadron led by Capelle roared and swooped down from high altitude, almost reaching the height of the city. Then like a kite turning over, it directly pulled up the nose of the aircraft, drew a large V-shaped trajectory in the sky, and flew up to high altitude again.
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Light and flexible, like a seasoned goshawk.
Compared with them, the war fortresses of the undead are simply a group of shambling old sows pregnant with eighty piglets.
The undead war fortresses that were attacked were all like frightened rabbits, hiding far behind the Semitic camp before turning around again.
After the initial panic, the Dark Mage finally discovered that there were only nine weird war fortresses that attacked them.
Seeing their strange appearance, the dark mage gnashed his teeth in hatred. It was these human war fortresses that bombed Ryder City, leaving the High Priest of the Undead and them disgraced.
A shrill scream suddenly sounded on the battlefield, and more than forty dark black war fortresses suddenly roared, and they rushed up like mad dogs.
The Lightning Squadron quickly dispersed, maneuvering in groups of three at high speed in all directions.
In terms of speed, the war fortress of the undead was far behind them. Coupled with the wide wings, the Lightning Squadron was extremely flexible when turning.
There is no unified command in the undead war fortress. They fly randomly in the air, grabbing any target and holding on to it. But their clumsy movements are like hippopotamuses.
When the seven or eight war fortresses of the undead tribe had just surrounded them from all directions, the men of the Lightning Squadron easily got rid of them with a sharp turn, and still had room to fire two cannons at the undead tribe.
Spells and cannonballs flew across the sky, like meteors streaking across the sky.
The Ruman soldiers on the ground had no time to appreciate this. The exciting bugles sounded again, and the officers blew their whistles loud and harsh.
There was no threat from the air. The soldiers shouted and rushed towards the trenches and city walls to resist the Semitic army.
The artillerymen also pushed the artillery back into position, quickly fixed their aim, and fired at the Semites as fast as they could.
The Lightning Squadron rushed left and right in the air. Due to the one to five numerical gap, Kapelle could only try to entangle them.
Whenever the Lightning Squadron approaches the limit of its range, it will immediately be attacked by five or six magic cannons at the same time.
In the continuous air battles with the Maple Leaf Danlin people, the undead tribe has not made progress. They have now learned to fight together - war is the best teacher. Not all those who pass the exam will survive, but all those who fail will survive.
Dead~!
Kapelle looked back and found that his team was being chased by a black mass of more than a dozen war fortresses.
As they chased him, they fired continuously, and rays of light from dark spells flashed past in arcs, forcing him to keep turning and maneuvering.
The undead also know that their magic cannon is unlikely to hit the opponent, but this kind of continuous shooting can disrupt the enemy's actions.
Capelle was secretly worried: This is not the way to go.
At this time, the figure of a big bird suddenly appeared.
It swooped down from the zenith directly in front of Kapelle, as fast as lightning. When Kapelle caught a glimpse of it, it was still the size of a fly. When he turned his head to look at it, he was already as big as a pigeon.
Kapelle's pupils suddenly shrank. He recognized it as the Eagle Pose and was rushing towards him.
The Eagle suddenly rolled, with its belly facing upwards, the nose of the aircraft pressed down, and it accelerated and dived downwards.
"What does this guy want to do? Is he crazy?" Capelle looked surprised and asked the adjutant next to him.
"Yahoo~!" With a crazy scream, the Eagle and Lightning One passed by.
Kappeler could even see clearly the pilot in the Eagle cockpit. He had a bright red scarf wrapped around his neck.
Capelle and his adjutant took the lead, and through the rear window saw the Eagle flying in a flipped flying posture towards the undead war fortress that was chasing after him. In the blink of an eye, the distance was only two to three hundred meters.
A small ball of fire burst out from under the Eagle's pointed nose, and an orange-red light flower burst out from the front of the undead war fortress flying in front, obviously being hit.
Then, the eagle rolled ninety degrees, whizzing through the middle of a dozen undead war fortresses.
The undead tribe also discovered the small Eagle Type, and more than a dozen magic cannons were about to fire. But at this time, the Eagle Type had disappeared, and the dark mage could not even find its shadow in the sky.
However, Capelle was condescending and could clearly see that in just a few seconds, the eagle had already made a circle in the air. It turned back and flew quietly a few hundred meters behind the undead.
Then, it lifted up from a low altitude, aimed its nose at a war fortress that was flying over his head, and hit the base of the war fortress with one shot. Then it rolled continuously and flew several hundred meters to the side in a slippery manner.
outside.
The movements are extremely smooth, like flowing clouds and flowing water.
Kapelle noticed that the attacked war fortress was spinning around in mid-air. Apparently, the fool didn't notice what was going on and gave it a severe beating.
"This guy is as flexible as a fish." Capelle rubbed his green chin and said, "It's interesting."
That thing is simply an agile assassin, moving quickly and flexibly, and always attacks from the enemy's rear. Every time a shot is fired, it is a critical hit. It is really easy to use.
At this time, the dark mage also realized something was wrong.
Their war fortress was often attacked inexplicably. There was nothing in front of it, but a big hole suddenly exploded in the shell.
They stuck their heads out and searched around but couldn't see anything. The dark mage even thought he had encountered a ghost.
A war fortress was bombed three times in a row, and the shells on both sides were completely penetrated, revealing the magic formation pillars engraved with complex magic patterns inside.
The frightened dark mage no longer cared about looking for traces of the enemy. He controlled the damaged war fortress and flew staggeringly towards the Semitic camp.
The other mages held their staffs and looked around nervously, ready to jump into the air and escape at any time.
Suddenly, a ball of fire exploded from the exposed interior of the war fortress, and the violent explosion penetrated the magic pillars. After a burst of magic power, the war fortress lost control and rolled to one side and plummeted.
The dark mage immediately escaped from the crashing war fortress and flew into the air.
Just as they were in a daze, a black shadow rushed past them with a roar, and they seemed to hear an arrogant scream at the same time.
Only then did the dark mages clearly see that they had shot down their eagle-style. After seeing the bird-like appearance of the eagle-style, the dark mages had only one thought in their minds: This is impossible~!
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