Chapter 948 (1/2)
”My holy cross...”
Looking at the ”sea of fire” covered by sunken warships and flames, the mercenaries hiding behind the wall piers on the city wall were stunned one by one, and their faces were cold sweat.
The trembling ”black blade” swallowed spittle fiercely, and his right hand holding the hilt was trembling: ”it's the first time I've seen such a... Scary thing in my life! Do you think those elves have been burned to death?”
”I don't think so.”
The silver blood on the corner of his mouth was livid and almost suffocated, staring at the sinking spirit warship in the distance: ”at most, it just frustrates their attack momentum...”
”Frustration?”
”HMM.” the silver blood nodded in a daze, and a strong calm color flickered in the pupil: ”our enemy... But there are 100000 people!”
100000
The mercenaries around held their breath one after another, and their faces showed fear - not to mention the 100000 troops in front of them. Even if they were told that this was the open door of the fire prison, no one would be surprised that the enemy was the demons pouring out of the door.
”Woo woo - - -!!!”
Just as the mercenaries on the wall were still in a daze, the sound of a hasty horn suddenly came from a distance; The Byrne knights on each tower sounded their horns.
”It's a gathering horn - everyone returns to their posts and is ready to fight!” the expression of silver blood is unprecedented dignified, and directly puts his sword into the hand of the mercenary beside him:
”Take your weapons and the enemy will attack soon!”
”What?! these long eared people can't wait to die?” black blade spat fiercely: ”go, fight with them, hold it up and get ready to fight hard!”
The mercenaries turned around one after another and hid orderly in the back of the city fortress and the wall pier. They took out their messy bows and heavy crossbows from their backs, hunched their necks and poked half their heads out of the wall pier.
No matter how low morale and no fighting spirit, these people are still mercenaries licking blood with a knife. Professional soldiers who earn money by killing themselves have much better fighting quality than the militia who have not received much training.
The nervous silver blood widened his eyes, pressed his hands on the edge of the wall stack, and stared at the burning ocean that seemed to burn everything.
The sweat soaked in the palm drips from the fingers torn by the cracks in the wall.
A quarter of an hour later, a very dense dark shadow appeared in the sea of fire - hundreds of small boats, like a school of fish gathering on the sea, crossed the gap between the flames and approached the shore at a speed visible to the naked eye.
The blood of silver with a sudden contraction of pupils finally saw the face of the enemy.
Simple scale armor and leather armor, slender long knives hanging at the waist and long guns in their hands... As Isaac Grantham described, these arrogant Elven warriors disdain defensive weapons such as wearing shields.
They rely more on their own reactions, as well as their agile and well-trained bodies.
At the front of the ”fish school”, an elf warrior wearing only a linen robe stood in the bow of the ship, holding a long knife and holding his head high, as if everything around him could not hurt him.
At this moment, the elf warrior standing on the bow suddenly turned his head and showed a ferocious ”smile” towards the silver blood.
with one 's hair standing on end!
Clearly across the distance of a port, even people can't see clearly, but the silver blood has the touch of being ripped and beheaded by the other party.
”Ah... Go to hell!”
The hysterical cry came, and the silver blood looked quickly and saw an auxiliary soldier howling in a trance behind him, aiming the crossbow at the direction of the port.
”Stop it!”
But it was late... When the silver blood opened its mouth to block, a small ”black spot” had roared into the air. After an arc in the sky, it swooped down to the port.
At that moment, the elf warrior standing at the bow of the ship suddenly looked up and focused on the ”black spot” attacking him
Then... Draw the knife.
”Bang --!”
At the moment when the long knife came out of its sheath, the falling fire oil tank had broken, and the steaming water vapor formed a large ice curtain in the air.
The broken ice curtain turned into countless ice crystals, scattered and falling from the top of Ogan's head; The chief inspector with a grim smile waved his knife to the circular fortress in front of him:
”Attack!”
”For his highness Rodriguez!!!!!”
In the uniform cry, thousands of Elven warriors turned off the ship, jumped into the cold water, and rushed to the circular fortress of the port with the rising tide.
Even in the messy scattered formation, the Elven warriors still maintain a certain degree of order - the elves in the front row hold a full four meter long gun with both hands and bend down to charge; The Elven warriors in the gap of the gun array drew their swords one after another to cover the long gunmen on their side.
The Elven warriors at the end of the scattered array put away their long knives, took out war bows and weapons similar to heavy crossbows from the small boat, and assisted the remaining elves to turn the small boat back and use it as a shield to cover the long ladder.
Obviously so messy, but it looks so neat and orderly.
”The first line of defense - prepare to meet the enemy!”
Under the city wall, Lucian, who held high the Golden Lion Flag on black background, stood above the wall, held the sword handle in his right hand, and shouted to the eboden urban defense army behind him: ”resist the defense line, don't retreat!”
”Behind you is your city; behind the wall is your family!”
”The day the city is broken is the day your family is destroyed - if you run away, the mercenaries on the wall will not protect your family!”
”Fight to the end for yourself!”
”Bloody battle to the end -- -- --!!!!!!”
In the continuous roar, the flag of the sea was raised on the whole port position.
In order to prevent this temporarily built defensive position from being defeated by the enemy in an instant, and to guard against the enemy's forced break in the military array by the ”four court warriors” who master the ”way of Samurai”, two-thirds of the sky wing demon hunters who came with Loren were placed in the defensive stronghold on the position.
The purpose is to delay the momentum and speed of the enemy's attack as much as possible and let them hit their heads before attacking the circular fortress!
The scarlet eyed soldiers of the urban defense army lay behind the wall, clutching their shields and crossbows, carrying short halberds behind them and chain hammers around their waists.
Eboden's soldiers are not as old-fashioned and pay attention to the sense of honor as the knights in other regions; This kind of weapon, which is either dead or disabled when hammered down, is the most practical for them.
Battle begins with fifty steps!
”Buzz --! Buzz --! Buzz --!”
With the endless shadow shuttling through the air and the roaring of tearing the air, the charging Elven warriors and the soldiers of the urban defense army hiding behind the wall continue to fall; Or fell on the muddy beach, or fell into a pit full of barbs behind.