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Chapter 504 Air Bombing

"Even a kid wearing crotchless pants knows that infantry can't beat cavalry. Are you an idiot?" Downton rolled his eyes and raised his middle finger!

"Untouchable, do you have any cavalry?" Seeing Downton's contemptuous eyes, Placido was almost angry to death, "This Duke has fought more battles and killed more people than you have eaten pork!"

Downton's answer was simple, and he spat on the ground.

Just when the Duke was still about to say something, the Snow Man Knights wearing pure white armor ran out of the town. Under their crotches were undead war horses, and their green pupils were charming and strange.

"Death knight?"

"He actually has a cavalry? Where did this pariah get so many subordinates?"

"Did he get hit by Lady Luck's underwear? This shit is terrible luck!"

The soldiers whispered, looking at the lineup around Downton with envy. You must know that a year ago, this boy was impoverished and traveled dozens of miles every day to deliver messages for living expenses.

Downton has defeated two groups of powerful enemies, plus he was previously known as the Firebird. His reputation has now spread throughout Frankfurt.

"How can it be?"

Dofink was dumbfounded. He wanted to dig out his own eyeballs and stomp on them. As the first person to deal with Downton, he knew how poor this kid was.

"He has accumulated so much power in just one year. If ten years pass, he might really be able to become a king." Falfo's face turned ferocious, jealous to death, "We must not let him survive."

"Stop talking nonsense, let your Guards group go into battle, haha, are you afraid? Let me tell you, they are all at the Judgment level!"

Downton put his hands on his hips and laughed, with a completely triumphant expression. He deliberately made Placido angry.

"Damn it, come on, trample them to a pulp." Placido was going crazy. They were just a group of judges. What was there to be happy about? There were 400 judges in his bodyguards. The rest were all

It's a war level, so there's no pressure to crush these death knights.

Following the commander's order, the Guards regiment went into battle.

The distance between the two sides was less than 100 meters, which was not suitable for cavalry charge, but no one cared about this at this time.

"Death Knights, prepare to charge!"

The amplification magic spread Downton's voice throughout the suburbs. This was the promised signal. Celes quickly raised her staff and cast magic towards the sky.

Bang! Bang!

Two magic fireworks bloomed in the sky. They were extremely gorgeous.

"You crazy person who loves to show off!" the regiment leader cursed, and asked the herald to wave the flag, and the guards quickly integrated.

"Hey, why don't you send them out together?"

Seeing that there were a hundred people behind Placido, Downton joked.

"These are enough."

The leader snorted coldly. He understood what the Duke meant. He would defeat the cavalry and then attack the magic group. By annihilating them, he would be able to maintain long-range suppression.

"By the way. Who said start? Otherwise, if you charge first, wouldn't I suffer a loss?"

Downton roared in a serious manner, causing the entire audience to burst into laughter.

"He is indeed a country bumpkin."

"What the hell, I've never even experienced war and I've become the leader of a regiment. It's so irritating. If it were me, I would definitely do better than him."

"Earl Sequoia and the two grand captains died unjustly. They were defeated by such a junior brother."

The coalition forces laughed and the atmosphere became relaxed. Of course, their momentum increased. In their opinion, their side was sure to win.

Downton and Rosicky also laughed, because they heard a sharp crackling sound, which was rapidly growing from small to loud.

"what sound?"

Some magic users with good hearing subconsciously raised their heads, and then saw a small black dot rapidly expanding in their field of vision.

"what?"

Some people subconsciously rode their horses to dodge, but it was easy to avoid being surrounded by their companions and riding war horses, so they could only watch the black dots fall.

The black spot got closer, and everyone saw that it was a black iron block. They were about to ask how this thing got into the sky, when they saw it hit the ground, followed by a bang and a loud explosion.

It did not hit the cavalry group, but fell to the side, but the nearby cavalry still did not survive.

The goblin bomb exploded, and a large fireball instantly rose up, spread, and swept over a radius of more than ten meters. The nearby cavalry were immediately devoured. Before the screams could escape their throats, a powerful shock wave came and swept them away.

turn.

Everyone was dumbfounded. They didn't pay attention to the clanging dirt hitting the armor. They saw that a piece of the cavalry formation was missing, as if it had been chewed.

When the smoke cleared, a large pit three meters deep appeared. Next to it were more than a dozen seriously injured cavalry, bleeding from all their orifices, and some of their bodies were twisted and obviously had fractures.

"What's the matter?"

Placido straightened up, with a look of horror on his face.

Abagong squatted on the floor, using the Hubble telescope to observe the blasting effect through the bomb release port. He had a rope tied to his body to prevent him from falling.

"Let me see the effect!"

A Krupp reached for the telescope, but Abagon opened it.

"Why are you still standing there? Hurry! Hurry! Hurry! Fly towards 7 o'clock at low speed and drop twenty bombs!"

Abagong was anxious. If the enemies dispersed, their lethality would be much weaker.

The three Krupps responsible for dropping the bomb did not dare to neglect. They grabbed the goblin bombs one by one and threw them down. Fortunately, they were giants. Otherwise, it would have been a waste of time to move the bombs with human strength.

call out!

The elongated whistle sounded again. When everyone looked up, they saw the black spots gradually getting bigger.

"I am Dipolo!"

The cavalrymen cursed. Those in the middle wanted to run but were squeezed and couldn't escape. Those on the sides could hide, but it was difficult to disobey military orders. This was a battlefield. If they moved arbitrarily and caused loopholes in the formation and were caught and broken by the enemy, they would be cut down.

head.

The military judge rode around on a war horse and was responsible for this.

The goblin bombs fell so fast that before the regiment commander issued an order, they had already landed in the cavalry formation.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The fireball exploded, the flames roared, the shock wave raged, and the horses fell out. Screams and wails became the main theme.

Everyone looked at all this and was dumbfounded, sweating profusely.

The huge explosion, the torn body and internal organs, and the magicians running with panic on their faces, this scene is like a scene from hell.

Not only the elite Schalke, but also the Templar Knights subconsciously covered their ears until the explosion was over. Seeing that less than one-tenth of the cavalry were standing on the battlefield, their faces all turned dull.

expression.

"Knights of the Holy Snow Falcon, charge!"

Duobang would not let go of this kind of fighter opportunity. The Death Knights were like a white blizzard, instantly drowning the remaining soldiers.

"Quick, the magic team intercepts!" Placido yelled. It was his most important force. If it was defeated, it would be all over. So he roared at Falfo, "Quick, send out the Templar Knights."

If it were normal times, Falfo would never hesitate, but not now. He had to figure out what the other party had done. And when he looked in the direction of the knights, he found that they all looked shocked. No one wanted to go out and die.

"The magic group, intercept the opponent's magic. The Abomination Corps, the Barbarian Corps, prepare to charge."

Rosicky directed and looked at the Hill Giants. Once they attack, he will ask Di Maria to dispatch.

The magic group stopped after the first wave of offensive. Because the goblin bomb fell on their heads, the soul shield was deployed, but this defense was not without blind spots.

In the chaotic explosion, the ubiquitous shock wave completely ravaged their phalanx.

The shield soldiers were right in front, but they were unable to do anything. Instead, they were still dodging further away.

"What on earth is going on? Jin Chan, fly up and have a look!"

Placido was going crazy. Before the fighting even started, the two most important regiments had been crippled, no, annihilated.

The predecessor of the Death Riders was the Knights of the Holy Snow Falcon, whose members were all composed of dragon-slaying ranks. Although they were downgraded due to corruption, their experience and strength were unmatched by these people, so there was no suspense. The remaining soldiers were slaughtered, crying and going

They ran back, but unfortunately they couldn't catch up with the horses no matter how fast they were.

The magic group was in bad luck. With bombs and magic attacks, they were completely wiped out in less than a minute, and all of them were reduced to limbs and arms.

"Charge all of them and kill them!"

Placido bit his lip and ordered a charge, but no one moved, not even Schalke. They all stood there, watching the magician sitting on the ground, covered in blood, climbing up

, his lower body was gone, and his internal organs were dragged behind him. It was simply miserable.

"Damn it, charge!"

Placido scolded angrily.

The hill giant was not afraid of death and began to run wildly. His thighs hit the ground, as if drumsticks made of the leg bones of the giant beast were beating war drums, making a loud roar.

The Abominations and Ogres formed a formation, and Dimaria also stood up, but after all it was not their turn to take action.

"Quick, fly in a straight line and drop the bomb!"

Abagong is proficient in calculations, and his knowledge of wind resistance and inertia is not difficult for him at all. Downton started asking him to study these as early as the moment he decided to establish an air force in the air.

The hard work paid off, and almost 90% of the bombs fell in the enemy's formation. Especially now, the bombs were completely chasing down the giant corps.

The giants activated their talents and turned into gold and gray. They actually did not fall to the ground during the wave of attacks. They only bleed from their seven holes. However, their internal organs were obviously injured because their running speed slowed down.

"Throw bombs, throw them again!"

Abagong was shocked when he saw it and urged him quickly.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Amidst the explosion, everyone witnessed a killing spree. Among the running giants, people continued to fall to death and were blown into pieces of flesh. A corridor of flesh and blood was sparsely smeared.

"Firebird, burn them!"

Downton had a deep understanding of the defenses of these giants and did not let the abominations take action.

"It's over, it's all over!"

Placido slumped in the carriage, his face ashen as death. Decades of accumulation were destroyed in one blow. This huge blow even made him forget to fight back.

In fact, there was no way to fight back. Apart from Super Beast and Schalke, he had nothing.

The soldiers had no intention of listening to the command. They were all staring at the sky and twisting their bodies uneasily. They were afraid that the iron blocks would fall down and were ready to escape at any time. (To be continued...)

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