The monks of Holy Dragon City in the sky were getting further and further away, and were about to leave the range of the main camp.
Following the order from the commander of the Third Wizard Legion, figures immediately flew out of the military camp that spread for dozens of miles, chasing the monks from Holy Dragon City who had already gone away.
On the ground, various colored light balls kept rising into the sky, trying to stop the warship from moving forward, but their range was limited, and they disappeared halfway into the sky.
As for those low-level wizards, they didn't even have a chance to take action and could only watch the enemy go away.
On the contrary, the figures of those wizards flying in the sky gave everyone a lot of confidence, hoping that they could successfully intercept the enemy!
This invasion mobilized almost half of the Continent Ring's wizard knights. The strength of the wizard army cannot be underestimated. The wizards who can fly to pursue them are all masters above level six.
In the Wizarding Continent, such a character can completely control a small country, build a wizarding tower, and enjoy treatment comparable to that of a national master.
But in the huge legion, they are just a part of the war monster. When the real war comes, they must impose orders and prohibitions!
While enjoying the benefits of war, they must also bear corresponding responsibilities, not to mention that there are more powerful wizards above their heads.
Suddenly, the whole camp was in a state of uproar.
The sky was full of pursuing figures, and the ground was filled with the roar of horse hooves. The knights put on their armor in the shortest possible time and rushed out of the camp with weapons in hand, running wildly on the ground like silly dogs chasing pheasants.
Behind them, a large number of soldiers followed closely, trying to surround and kill the enemy after they landed.
The green grass was in a mess after the crowd of war horses trampled over it, crushing them all the way into the distance.
A firefight has begun in the sky.
The flying battleship continued to emit dazzling light and exploded into balls of fire in the air. The pursuing wizards turned into charcoal and fell one after another.
If there were not densely packed gargoyles in the sky to help share the firepower, I am afraid that with only a few waves of coverage shots, all these wizards would be hit, and chasing the enemy would become a joke.
The further they pursued, the more surprised the wizards became.
Facing this energy weapon with astonishing speed, the wizards simply couldn't dodge in time, and all the protective methods they used to protect themselves lost their effectiveness.
When technology develops to a certain extent, it can completely crush monks in some aspects, especially on cruel battlefields. This kind of high-efficiency killing is the best embodiment.
Where did this enemy appear from, why had they never come into contact with each other during previous battles, and what kind of weapons did they use?
The pursuing wizard's heart was bleeding.
Looking at the companions who are constantly dying around them, each one has a great reputation, but they die silently here, no different from ordinary cannon fodder.
Once you die, everything in the past will disappear. If it were placed on yourself, wouldn't the same be true?
Some people feel timid and start paddling. It doesn't matter if they can't catch up with the enemy. The most important thing is to save their own lives!
But there are also wizards who are extremely excited. They know that the opportunity is rare. Once they successfully intercept the enemy, they will definitely receive generous rewards!
There are also wizards who don't have that much thought, and just think that this matter is about face. Letting the enemy leave like this is undoubtedly a slap in the face.
Sometimes face is more important than life, and you have to defend it even to the death.
However, the battleship's attack was so intensive that the wizards were so anxious that they couldn't move forward at all. They could only fall behind the battleship not too far away, like cunning wolves. They waited until the enemy showed their flaws, then pounced on them to give them a blow.
A fatal blow!
The Holy Dragon City monks who were hung under the battleship now became the primary target of the enemy's attacks. Sorcery spells with various negative effects were thrown at them, making the Loucheng monks exhausted to deal with them.
While gritting their teeth and holding on, the monks from Holy Dragon City were also constantly fighting back, repelling the approaching wizards one after another.
If it weren't for the armor's ability to resist magic, and if it weren't for the jade talismans on their bodies, they might have been beaten to pieces.
The battleship pilot also noticed this situation, and after consulting his companions, he suddenly began to accelerate, leaving the pursuers far behind.
The pursuing wizard cursed loudly and had no choice but to bite the bullet and continue the pursuit, getting further and further away from the third legion's camp.
If this situation continues, it is estimated that it will not take long to reach the front line of the confrontation between the two sides. Once the monks of Holy Dragon City cross, the wizards must be mentally prepared to be surrounded and annihilated if they want to continue the pursuit, and even
It may trigger a new war.
No one can bear this risk and responsibility.
Knowing this, the pursuing wizards began to use special tactics, risking their lives and constantly closing the distance. Once they got close, they would bombard them indiscriminately.
Even the dense beams of light emitted by battleships cannot stop these guys with ferocious faces and crazy and irrational behavior.
The previous scene reappeared again. Fireballs continued to fall from the sky. Several Loucheng monks had lost consciousness and fell on the ropes swinging in the wind.
The griffins that were hung up were not spared. The wizards would rather kill them all than allow them to be taken back to the enemy camp.
The monks of Holy Dragon City who were hanging in the air were in great distress. If these griffins were killed, then their work tonight would be in vain!
"Damn it, why haven't we arrived yet? Where are the bastards who are responsible for the response?"
The Holy Dragon City monk who was in charge of commanding the operation just cursed in his mind, and then saw pieces of light beams like fireworks flying from the ground under his feet. They avoided the path of the battleship like long eyes and landed directly on them.
into the chasing team of wizards.
The pursuing wizard was caught off guard and immediately fell into chaos.
"Boom!"
The next scene was really like fireworks. Huge explosions sounded in the wizard camp one after another, almost lighting up the entire sky, and the chasing wizards dropped like dumplings one after another.
The battleship took the opportunity to escape pursuit and sailed away in the night.
The pursuing wizards were furious and rushed to the ground to see what was attacking them. However, they only saw some self-destructed metal objects scattered in the surrounding grass.
This is an unmanned micro-missile launcher that will self-destruct after use, leaving a pile of debris for the enemy.
Watching the enemies disappearing in the night sky, the wizards were speechless.
In front is the defense line where the two armies are fighting. If we continue to go deeper, we are likely to be surrounded by a heavy siege. No one dares to take this risk.
In desperation, the wizards could only return in anger.
As for the knights who were chasing on the ground, they had stopped midway because their horses simply could not withstand such an intensity of pursuit. If they continued, their horses would die of exhaustion!
The pursuing soldiers secretly breathed a sigh of relief. If they continued running like this, they would really vomit blood.
After the wizards returned to the camp, the losses caused by the night attack on Holy Dragon City were also calculated. Not only were all the griffons snatched away, but nearly a hundred high-level wizards died during the pursuit!
As for the other losses, no one cares about them, because these two losses alone are enough to make the listener feel heartbroken.
When the enemy's invisible battleship was mentioned, the wizards involved in the pursuit had a look of fear on their faces. They really didn't want to fight such an opponent on the battlefield.
The senior commander of the Third Army was so angry that he gritted his teeth, but he had no choice but to order to strengthen defense inspections. Those who dared to neglect their duties would be killed without mercy!
Good things don't go out, but bad things spread thousands of miles. This incident quickly spread throughout the wizard camp, and the Third Legion became the laughing stock of the incident.
In a large camp with hundreds of thousands of troops, hundreds of griffins were taken away from home. Not to mention that outsiders would laugh at it, even they themselves felt that it was unjustifiable.
In this dull atmosphere, a group of powerful wizards hurriedly arrived, and the person leading the team was none other than the Blood-Eyed Wizard.
He looked in the direction of Holy Dragon City from a distance, with a faint cold light flashing in his eyes.