552 The Defense Line (2/2)

It would be suicide.

While he was looking, 60 heavily armed cavaliers were on the field. Yet they did not gather up to formation but scattered up. According to the number and order given to each of them, they gathered separately under the six fire flags and circled up the six armored clergymen. Then, the tower shields lowered down. The shields were then fixed by rivets driven by the pneumatic pumps on the rocks. The tower shields spread out their folded parts, which were joined together with other shields.

Surrounding the six clergymen, the cavaliers formed six temporary ”fortresses” with their shields and weapons. Those six ”fortresses” were six supporting points of the defense line against the demons.

The question was, would they hold? Among those organists watching the battle on the wall, many were experienced soldiers. And they couldn't help but feel doubtful.

The problem was not the temporary ”fortresses.” It could be said that they were quite wisely built. They could be very powerful by combining their power together to produce huge aether waves. They were like stings on the throat of the enemy. They would bring them pain and death if not destroyed.

However, the problem was that they do not have enough power to attack the enemy. They might be able to defend themselves, but they could not destroy the enemy's formation. They would be no more than six obstacles on the enemy's way. If the enemy could not destroy them, they could go around them. The enemy could even wipe them out after they passed them.

Ye Qingxuan soon understood the statics. ”I see…” looking behind him at the courtyard of the stronghold, he murmured.

”Grand Inquisitor, you are so smart.” Shi Dong smiled. ”You know everything about this sort of statics.”

”Just sensed the movements of the aether.” Ye Qingxuan smiled. ”This should be very effective to eliminate these demons. I have learned a lot from this.”

Just then, the ghosts had reached the line of the defense. Endless dark-green poured onto the defense line like waves hitting the rocks on the beach.

Endless dark-green waves.

Blood and flesh flew.

From behind the tower shield, the cavaliers raised their spears which were heated to a burning-red color and easily cut the ghosts into pieces. The dark-green ”waves” were separated by the ”rocks,” yet after the defense points, they gathered again and rushed to the gate of the stronghold.

This was the disadvantage of this tactic. Without enough attacking forces to eliminate the enemies, the defense line was useless. Yet behind the walls made up of the shields and surrounded by the heavy cavaliers, the purifiers raised their flags of fire again.

They shouted, ”Light of the heaven, fall upon here.”

The next moment, horns sounded.

Night on Bald Mountain! No one was more familiar with the melody than Ye Qingxuan. In the courtyard of the stronghold, the purifier musicians, gathering within alchemy metrics, played the magnificent symphony.

There were 40 musicians in total. With 40 Resonance Musicians, the aether waves were neat and strong.

On the top of the stronghold, the fire column began to circle around rapidly. Then, the fire soared up into the sky, tearing up the dark clouds. Endless aether fell from the sky and poured into the metric. A stake at the center of the metric began to burn, shining with hot light. Then it soared into the sky.

In just several seconds, there were 13 stakes up in the air. They gave off glaring light, rising above the wind and rain, shining in the sky like burning stars in the endless night. Then, the stakes rushed toward the ground, guided by the fire flags. The sound of the stakes piercing through the air generated hot airwaves as if they were burning aerolites falling from the sky.