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War in the Wasteland 262 Lich Chinamos (4)

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    This is really a fight over a disagreement!

    The alley closed quickly like the tide, blocking everyone's view of the lich.

    Xiu Yi rode the nightmare bone horse and slid aside. He had to see the city destroyed and people dead.  At first, he lost his life to a young boy and had to transform into a lich.  When I met him, I wanted to persuade him to surrender, but if I hadn't reacted quickly, I almost got into trouble again.

    When Xiu Yi thought about this incident, he was full of resentment.

    But this is no longer a problem. He doesn't believe how capable this guy is. Can he kill all these 70,000-plus barbarians?  Moreover, there are more than 70,000 barbarians. With this nightmare bone horse, the number of people here will more than double!

    Xiu Yi laughed coldly and looked at the skeleton just now.

    The horn has sounded.

    This delayed sound of the horn made everyone not sure what to do, and they were somewhat caught off guard.

    However, Xiangshuai breathed a sigh of relief. The horn sounded so timely.

    Although most of the people here today are the elites of Hekai Continent, it does not mean that they have the same thoughts.  Able to remain extremely calm in the face of any crisis!

    The rescue force in the city was only less than ten thousand people, but there were as many as seventy or eighty thousand barbarians outside the city.  And this is still in the area behind the Thunder Mountains. This is an inaccessible place and the territory of barbarians.  It can be seen from their tough folk customs that with a wave of their arms, they might be able to gather 70,000 to 80,000 troops in one day.

    There is no food or water in the city, and there is only a half-dry well.

    If these barbarians do not attack, the hungry rescue army may do something in less than three days.  Although he is the supreme commander of the army, no one has much confidence in this kind of thing.

    If Yang Dashuan doesn't provoke Xiu Yi, Xiang Shuai also has his own plan in mind.

    After all the soldiers rest for a night, they will either break out tomorrow or wait for others to attack There is no way to do this.  But since the fight started tonight, it wasn't up to me.

    Taking a deep breath, the first battle of this night battle will naturally be handed over to the elves.

    No one can get used to fighting at night better than the elves, of course, Behemoth¡¯s wolves can too.  It's just that there are really too few wolves here. Compared with the 70,000 to 80,000 barbarians on the other side, a casual squeeze can make these werewolves no longer even scum.

    The horn sounded, and the barbarians surged up like a tide.

    The first ones to come up were not the infantry, but the wave of salon knights.

    ¡°Perhaps it¡¯s because I suffered a lot in the morning and now I want to regain some face.  So the moment the horn sounded, Sharon had already tightened his teeth, and his wings, which were no less than a giant dragon, immediately flapped, causing the torch to sway left and right.

    As the vanguard, the ten saloon knights suppressed the momentum of their flight and passed by the city wall.

    Imitating human dragon knights, each of the salon knights holds a three-edged dragon spear in their hands.  At the moment when he got close to the city wall, he charged like a knight, promptly took out the dragon spear in his hand, and stabbed to death the half-elf who dared to stand in front of him.

    Many half-elves suffered losses in the morning. After learning that the barbarians were likely to attack at night, they also made many temporary shields.  But these shields made of pieces of wood nailed together were useless at all. The dragon spear was smashed into dregs with just a punch.

    The kite-shaped shields of the dwarves are pretty good, but these half-elves don't have the strength to lift them.

    For a time, there were wailings all over the city wall.

    "superior!"

    Seeing this scene, Xiangshuai couldn't bear it anymore.  Tilting his head, a row of archers came out immediately.

    After most of the half-elves on Brokeback Mountain had used the ancient fire system, the bows and arrows were almost extinct on Brokeback Mountain. Today, Xiangshuai actually returned to his original nature and sent archers in this kind of battle. This can't help but surprise Yang Dashuan.  .

    If your own slave warriors face these dragon knights, apart from sending out thunder griffins to intercept them from the middle, they can only let the elven musketeers shoot at them one by one.

    "Is it possible that these archers have some skills?

    Soon Yang Dashuan noticed that these half-elves, like Lailan, were pure-blooded night elves.  The nobles of the high elves all have signs, and there will be traces of magic patterns on their bodies.  These magic patterns cannot be fabricated by just forging them. They often symbolize a kind of identity and strength!

    For example, these tenThe night elves were all wearing leather shorts and half-length vests. From their exposed skin, you could see black and green lines, forming intertwined thorns and green leaves.

    The magic patterns of female night elves will be relatively rare, but most of them are concentrated in places covered by clothing.

    The shooting talent of the high elves was indeed not blown away. While Yang Dassuan was still sizing up these night elves, he had already taken action.  They only heard the silver strings of the magic bows in their hands trembling wildly, and the sharp platinum silver moon blades were already spinning, pulling out a rapid white light in the dark lights and shooting at the salon knights passing by the Red City!

    After all, the Sharon Knights are in the air, and their flying speed is too fast.  Although the speed of the platinum silver moon blade is not satisfactory, it is still lagging behind the flying units in the air.

    "Isn't this guy obviously trying to slap himself in the face?" Yang Dazhuan sneered.

    The flying unit in the air is fast, small and difficult to aim.  Even the elf fireball technique has to be shot carefully to deal a range of damage, leaving the opponent with no way to escape.

    " Letting these archers deal with the salon knights, Xiangshuai's confidence is too confident.

    Yang Dashuan rubbed the 'Ring of the God of Fire' on his right hand, wondering if he should summon the rock puppet to catch these salon knights off guard.

    But if the other party is alert, it will be difficult to deal with it.  You must know that among the rescue army, only Xiang Shuai has an air force

    After the arrow was fired, these elves were not embarrassed at all. Instead, they raised their hands again.  Others didn't even see how he took action, and another 'zheng' white light flashed in the air.

    This platinum silver moon blade was faster than the previous one. Almost in the blink of an eye, the two white lights collided.  The two moon blades drew a crossing arc, like a pair of scissors, grazing in front of the leading salon knight's throat, so fast that it was even dizzying!

    A stream of blood jumped into the sky from the headless chest.

    ¡®Puff¡¯

    There were two muffled sounds on the ground, and the head and headless body fell to the ground one after another.

    Before it was over, the night elf pulled out a moon blade from his bag at an extremely fast speed.  The semicircular moon blade turned in a circle in his hand, was quickly placed on the string, and then he pulled the bow and popped it out!

    This time it was Sharon who fell!

    Of course, his head was still chopped off.

    Yang Dashuan hurried over in a hurry, and the clever slave raised the torch at the side.

    The wounds on the corpse were extremely smooth, without any rough cuts.

    "These are the best archers in our empire. They can rely on arrows to shoot in the air with the effect of the magic equipment 'Psychic Guidance Arrow'." Xiang Shuai noticed the shock in Yang Dashuan's eyes and explained.

    After he finished his sentence, five more salon knights fell from the sky one after another.

    It is disrespectful to come back without reciprocating. When the Sharon Knights rushed into the sky, the barbarian army also began to charge, and together with the remaining two hundred or so Sharon Knights, they seized the air superiority of the entire Red City.

    After seeing the night elf's sword archer, hundreds of spears suddenly fell from the sky.  These spears were arranged into a square formation, aiming at the target, covering a range of up to ten yards!

    After all, the attacks from the sky to the ground were more difficult to prevent, and the sky was dark. It was not until the spears whizzed down from the mid-air that the night elves reacted.  The nimble elf rolled on the spot, barely avoiding the spear that landed on the ground.  The sharp spear tip splashed clouds of dust on the ground, and the three-sided spear head was all buried in the soil.

    In such a wave of attacks, six of the sword archers were nailed to death with spears on the spot, and only two of the remaining ones were unscathed. The other two left and right hands were nailed to the ground, and the blade of the blade directly broke the tendons of their hands.  It is estimated that they will never draw the bowstring again.

    In the blink of an eye, six sword archers died. This result made Xiangshuai almost jump up.  Even so, a pair of green eyes were also blood red.

    Amid the raging raging of the Salon Knights, several more groups of fully armed half-elves stood up. Yang Dashuan took a look and almost stopped being happy.
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