Bright Era

The Norman Fort suddenly came alive.

Amidst the white snow, twelve triangles of alloy made of triangular horses protruded from the ground, and the horses were densely covered with half-foot-long metal thorns. Even if the middle-level monster hits these sturdy and heavy horses, it slammed its head A **** end. There was a bleak halo on all the Juma, and obviously the twelve Triangular Juma, which stretched for dozens of miles, had been blessed by magic runes.

Behind the triangular horse-rejection, with the sound of ‘kaka’, one after another pure steel infantry lances measuring several meters in length rose from under the snow at forty-five degrees. The continuous heavy spear arrays of infantry made a soft buzzing sound in the mad cold wind. Obviously, these spears were made of stainless steel with excellent toughness.

The battle against the horse and the long spear formation are all carefully crafted by the alchemists of the Western continent using the technology of Primordial Sorcerer. If the alien siege team wants to overcome these seemingly simple obstacles, they must slow down and lose the impact. The speed of the alien army is to face the cruel blow of countless city defense ordnance on the city wall.

What's more worrying is that the positions of these triangles and spears are not fixed. Driven by the magic circle, these city defense equipment wandered around along the pre-laid track, appearing in time in the required areas. In history, the siege team that rushed to charge by foreign races suffered a lot from these seemingly humble city defense equipment.

The twelve-headed icefield mammoth roared loudly, exhaling heat, and slowly dragged a wooden city with a base of more than three hundred meters in length and width forward. A tower of more than two hundred meters high stood on this wooden city. Leon was standing on the observation deck on the top of the tower, looking coldly at the city defense equipment that was shining in the snow dozens of miles away, and suddenly sneered. Up.

"Still these old-fashioned appliances! I really don't know what those humans have been doing all these years."

"If our soldiers were charging, and they suddenly raised these rebellious horses and spears, our soldiers would surely suffer a heavy loss. But now that our army has not approached, they would raise these things in advance. They are showing off. Huh?"

Yin Qingyue frowned and looked at the rebels and spear formations in the snow, and then she shook her head incomprehensibly: "Perhaps, there are other conspiracies? But anyway, this time we have goblins. Our help."

Leon looked coldly at the huge trebuchet made by a giant that was slowly advancing under the drag of a large group of orcs. He shook his head disapprovingly: "The war is still done with swords and flesh and blood. , I can't trust these green-skinned dwarfs."

He grabbed a token made of white bone and threw it away. Leon shouted loudly, "Go to a 10,000-person team and smash those obtrusive things to me!"

The low sound of the horn gradually spread, ten thousand people wearing heavy armor, holding a thick iron shield in their left hand, and holding a big hammer in their right hand, the violent dwarves made a low roar, and moved forward with excitement one by one. The broken leg ran away. Unlike common dwarves, these violent dwarves with some animal blood flowing in their blood vessels, their hair and beards are blood red.

They exhaled heat, and ran forward excitedly, while constantly raising their heads to look at the sky, being alert for bows and arrows or other deadly things that the defenders on the first wall of the Norman Castle might throw.

But the defenders on the city wall didn't move at all. They just stood behind the wall, watching these dwarves eagerly rushing towards the triangle and spears. Even the bowstrings of many archers didn't open, they just watched the dwarves approaching with a gleeful smile.

The thick snow makes it difficult for these violent dwarves to run. They are no more than one meter tall, but the snow is up to one meter. As the dwarves ran, they also erupted their anger to shatter the snow in front of them, which made them run like a group of industrious groundhogs, no matter how funny they were.

Funny and funny, these dwarfs, who smashed the snow while running, are really not slow in running. They shouted and squabbled, and they ran over thirty miles in more than two quarters of an hour, panting, and came to those triangles that were taller than them.

The violent dwarves lined up in front of the triangle rejection. They clamored to the defenders of the Norman Castle a few miles away, and then they used the sledgehammer to destroy these chilling rejections. horse.

But they just raised the hammer, and the snow under their feet suddenly moved. Accompanied by the loud sound of'clangor', large iron thorns two meters high sprang out from the ground. The dense iron thorns made these dwarves have no space to dodge, and these dwarves never dreamed of when the Norman Fort had such a vicious organ ambush. During the Hundred Years Land Island War, the Norman Fortress line absolutely did not This kind of hot stuff!

Ten thousand dwarves were stabbed by sharp iron thorns-they entered their lower body, and they let out a miserable howl, iron thorns higher than theirs pierced from their sky spirit cover, raising their helmets The top is up.

There was a deep blood trough on the iron thorn, and the hot blood of the violent dwarf spewed out along the blood trough, and the snowy ground quickly turned into a red and dazzling blood ground. The wailing of the violent dwarves and the weird sound of their muscles and bones being chopped and severed by iron thorns when they were struggling, made the alien army approaching in the rear roar in anger.

The sound of ‘clang’ came again, and the iron thorn slowly retracted into the ground. The snow was wriggling strangely, and it was obvious that these undefeatable iron thorns had been driven by the magic circle and moved to other places. And these triangles and spear formations also slowly retracted to the ground, and the surrounding snow and mud squirmed randomly, and no one could figure out where these things were moved, or simply did not move in place.

Leon's face turned iron cyan, and he flew a guard beside him from the observation tower with an angry punch.

Then a heavy hammer hit the back of Leon's head heavily, and Leon's helmet was almost shattered, making Leon's eyes black, and the bones on the back of his head groaned overwhelmingly. Also standing on the watchtower, the commander of the violent dwarf alien in the alien army, a violent dwarf king who was nearly two meters tall saw his tribe being sent to death by Leon with a word, and he drew his warhammer cleanly and headed towards Leon. Smashed past.

If it weren’t for Leon’s armor, it’s the ultimate holy artifact forged by the Temple of Odin, and the powerful blessing of the priest of the Temple of Odin, the hammer of the violent dwarf king would have already beaten Leon’s head. A ball of meat sauce.

"Leon, you son of a bitch, why don't you let your people go to death?" A hammer drove Leon, and the violent dwarf king raised his warhammer with his red eyes and chased Leon to kill him.

The other generals of the foreign race grabbed the violent dwarf king who was in a frenzy, and hurriedly pushed him to the ground.

Leon, who was nearly killed, was so angry that his eyes turned green. He hysterically pulled out his sword and was about to chop off the head of the violent dwarf king. Seeing Leon's behavior, the generals of the Titans who had been friends with the dwarves immediately went violently. They screamed and rushed up, and they wanted to fight Leon desperately.

The high-ranking generals of the foreign race were in a chaos. Fortunately, the priests of the Temple of Odin were in battle. They managed to suppress the chaos. But whether it’s Leon or the Furious Dwarf King, these Each of the generals became bruised and swollen, and some even had several bones broken.

Yin Qingyue stood aside and squinted at the infighting of these alien races. The corner of her mouth was slightly hooked, and a sneer flashed across her face. These crude and impulsive alien races have such distinct weaknesses. It is not too easy to control them and use them.

With a shallow smile, Yin Qingyue walked to Leon, her gentle words soothed his anger. Under the mediation of her clever skills, after Leon promised that the violent dwarven aliens could give priority to the selection of trophies this time, the violent dwarf king also put down his warhammer angrily.

The alien corps has approached the first wall of the Norman Castle, less than ten miles away from the wall.

This distance is already very dangerous. Some powerful magic weapons and magic crossbows made by humans can already damage enemies at this distance. But for the aliens, this distance is also the most convenient location for them to charge. Only ten miles away, they can rush to the wall in a few breaths, reducing the damage to them by the crossbow on the city head as much as possible. .

All the gazes of the aliens, the gazes of all the defenders on the wall were focused on the huge trebuchet.

The goblins hurriedly tossed on the trebuchet for a long time, and finally a stream of electricity was sprayed from the trebuchet, and eight sturdy legs emerged out of thin air on the heavy base of the trebuchet, like the arms and legs of an octopus. The eight extremely sharp long legs plunged heavily into the ground, sinking into the ground tens of meters deep.

Accompanied by a deep roar, the long throwing rod of the trebuchet automatically bends backwards, and the electric light flowing on the trebuchet is even more dazzling.

The kobold servants of the brigade came up and handed a basket of magic spars to the goblins. The goblins are busy filling these magic spars into the huge orb in the middle of the trebuchet. With the filling of the magic spar, a group of dazzling thunder light gradually appeared out of thin air in the huge hemispherical slot at the end of the pitcher.

Accompanied by the piercing sound of ‘chi chi, the diameter of the thunder light rapidly increased, and in the blink of an eye it skyrocketed to about 20 meters.

Kaka Vinci yelled, and didn't know what kind of rune he had hit the catapult. The shot was thrown forward with a sudden shock, and the thunderball with a diameter of 20 meters immediately made a loud noise. The sound of thunderstorms drove a heavy electric light and smashed the walls of the Norman Castle.

It was only a ten thousandth of a moment later that a terrifying wave of electric light spouted over the Norman Fortress, and then a cloud of mushrooms rose high. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to the starting point (qidian.com) to vote for recommendations and monthly tickets. Your support is my biggest motivation.)

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