Civilization: Beyond Two Worlds

The elf arrow regiment was fully organized and entered the battlefield.

It slapped like a wave.

Powerful spells swept across their heads and slammed into the hard city walls. The two mage regiments used the sky as a battlefield. The ripples of the elements stirred in the sky, sparks were everywhere, and the electric snakes circulated. The elf archers did not change their faces and made steady progress.

And the rabble in the city were barely ready.

After seeing this scene, fear continued to spread - that terrifying spell was resisted by the mages, so who will resist the coming rain of elven arrows?

"Raise your shield! Raise your shield!"

The veterans are running back and forth, and their pressure is only high or small. The morale of these militias has been completely defeated. Perhaps a large-scale defeat or even mutiny will occur after a while. They have to repeat the words that they do not quite believe: "The wall It is the safest! Turn around and run now, you will be shot by arrows! You will be killed by the supervising team! Even your family will be implicated, so you can't escape!"

"Hold on! Hold on! When the reinforcements arrive, you can withdraw from the city walls! You don't need to fight, as long as you stay here, hold your shields, and don't get shot! Hold on to your battle shields!"

The roars of these soldiers echoed from the city walls.

Hong San was wounding the militiamen, one after another, and the faces of the corpses. He looked at them one by one, and read their names one by one. His state was very wrong.

Under the city is the incoming elf army, the elf arrow array will cooperate with the mage group to carry out the second round of long-range strike, and the third wave of the elf army's offensive must be on its way, and the more terrible **** battle is still to come.

And the people in the city are just a group of rabble who have been beaten.

The only trustworthy Hong San is now in such a state of madness.

Kant stood on the city wall and felt the wind blowing in his face. The wind smelled of blood and death. The dazzling magic brilliance was constantly exploding over the city. The rays of death were intertwined in the air, and he could hear the voices of his own soldiers. Sobbing in a low voice, this is war, and life withered like a mustard.

And now he is alone.

Hong San suddenly jumped up like crazy, grabbed the scar-faced veteran, pressed him against the wall, and roared in a low voice, like a wolf king who had lost many of his clansmen.

"Where's the archers? Where are the projection troops in the city! Where are the city defenses! Why don't you come!"

He asked with a grim expression.

The scar-faced veteran looked at him coldly and said in a cold tone, "I don't know."

Hong San was furious, raised his hand, and was about to slap it with a palm, but the other party was not afraid at all, and calmly said, "You know better than me how many people will die with this palm."

Kant came to Hong San, what happened?

Hong San turned to look at him, his eyes were red, and he said sharply, "This is them..."

Before he finished speaking, someone in the city roared, "Raise your shield!"

He only heard a humming sound from the bottom of the city, which was the low sound of thousands of bows trembling together. Kant looked back, but saw a black cloud rising outside the city, rushing towards the city wall like a swarm of locusts!

He pulled Hongsan and led him to hide behind the wall, holding up a large shield to protect himself. The scar-faced veteran also raised his shield and bowed to hide in another. A strong shield was propped up on the city wall, like the scales of a fish. Everyone hid under the shield, some looked at each other, some sobbed in a low voice, and more people waited sluggishly.

After a few breaths, the rain fell like a waterfall.

Kant only felt that his left hand supporting the shield sank, and in the successive muffled noises, the intensive impact was suppressed. He concentrated on the control elements and outlined the pattern of the iron wall protection. He only felt that the shield slammed, and the elf's arrows seemed to be attacked. Endless - Damn, and shoot in sections!

Kant looked towards the city wall, and screams were already heard.

The elf bow is strong and sharp, and in this round, there will always be people whose shields are deflected and then hit by arrows on their bodies. Even the entire shield is directly shattered by the continuous rain of arrows and becomes a living target. She shrank under the shield and shivered, not daring to move.

In war, the bow and arrow is actually a deterrent weapon.

Under this kind of offensive, everyone can only hold up their shields to resist, not daring to move at all. The constant impact on the shields increases psychological pressure and fear of the unknown.

But people can only be beaten passively.

So does the militia, so does the seasoned veterans.

So does Kant.

What a fuck.

Kant held a shield and was attacking. His shield was strengthened by elements and was much stronger than others, so there was not much pressure, but he still had to squat here and be beaten passively.

I was bombarded by spells indiscriminately before, and I could only hold my head and squat to defend. In this round of arrow rain, I still had to raise my shield and be shot. The feeling of the first war in my life was... suffocating.

Even though he has experienced two massacres, fighting and war are two different things.

In this war, he was just a small individual. The elf troops launched surprise attack tactics and pressed them round by round. They wanted to take Valentine City in one fell swoop, and they wanted to destroy all the city with the autumn wind sweeping the leaves. Resistance - they didn't even know there was a man in town named Kant.

Don't care either.

Yet this is war.

Even if you are mentally prepared for this, you only know the taste when you really face it.

The scar-faced veteran over there roared, "Green skin **** elf! Give me a massage!"

Enjoy the pain, but be able to mobilize the emotions.

The veterans burst into laughter, foul language, and endlessly.

Kant also scolded: "These pointed ears, remember it for Lao Tzu! Today's matter is not over, let them look good when they look back! When they cry!"

His heart is ruthless, **** it, if it's a big deal, he will go back to Earth and make a big wave!

The scar-faced veteran heard the words and laughed at him: "Yes, it's right to think so, now the elves are hitting us, and sooner or later we will hit them!"

Kant said fiercely: "It won't be far! Damn, my mother never beat me like this!"

The scar-faced veteran smiled even more happily: "Not far? Boy, you are very loud. If you can really make the elves cry, I would really like to see you, you..."

The next moment, Kant saw that the veteran who was holding his shield and chatting and laughing with him suddenly shuddered, and the opponent's shield exploded with blazing fire. Blade swept half of the Scarface Veteran's body into it and threw him out.

Someone shouted: "Captain!"

Kant was stunned for a while, then ran towards him subconsciously. The scar-faced veteran seemed to have sensed it. He turned his head with the last of his strength and looked at him, half of his face was bloody.

He tried his best: "Don't... don't move..."

The next moment, several arrows fell from the sky and hit his body.

Kant's pupils shrank.

One of them froze the other's body into a piece of frost.

It's an enchanted arrow.

The Elven Arrows use enchanted arrows - and they are mixed with normal arrows and used right away!

Soon, the defenders of the city wall also discovered this. The shields distributed can block most of the elves' arrows, but many enchanted arrows are not included! The fear has increased several times out of thin air, because no one knows whether the next shot will be a powerful enchanted arrow!

"Hold!"

Kant grabbed Hong San and shouted, "This battle can't be fought!"

Hong San turned his head and looked at Kant blankly, as if puzzled.

"...Damn, aren't you afraid of death!" Facing his gaze, Kant's face was a little unbearable, and he was very angry, he whispered, "If we can't hold it later, we will run! Keep it. Qingshan is here, don’t be afraid of running out of firewood, run now, go back and kill the whole family of elves—you know, I’m good at this!”

Hong San looked at him fixedly, and suddenly said, "Master, help me take revenge too."

Kant scratched his face with a scratch: "You deserve it too!?"

He said: "I don't want to avenge you. Why is it my turn to tell you this? Aren't you very good at talking? If you don't run now, will you wait to die?"

Hong San was slapped, but he didn't dodge or cry out in pain.

He glanced at the militiamen who were struggling under their shields and even crying, and said softly, "Master, when Huisha, did you ever leave your companions to run for your life alone?"

"Of course not," Kant said.

Hong San said: "I won't either... If they don't go, I won't go."

"I see that you are stunned!"

Kant grabbed his collar and shouted: "These people are not the same thing as knights! These people recognize you as the boss and just want you to protect them. If you can't do it, they won't recognize you, just like today That morning! Where the **** do you get that sense of responsibility and love? You have no obligation to protect them!"

Hong San pushed Kant's hand away and said softly, "It's the same thing."

Just as he was about to say something, he suddenly heard a dull sound across the sky, and when he looked up, a heavy boulder flew out of the city, whistling towards the elf army.

A light flashed in the eyes of the Aurora people: "The war warlocks are starting to fight back!"

Huge projectiles flew out from the city wall and even all over the city, covering the elf arrow formation.

Some scatter a lot of fist-sized stone balls, some are mixed with the brilliance of magic, all kinds of ammunition should end, the elf marksman outside the city shoots with bows, and the mage team also joins in intercepting, but the offensive of the war machines is still disrupted The attack rhythm of the Elf Arrow Formation has pulled back a little bit of the situation.

Hong San raised his shield and looked out, speaking very fast: "The elves launched a surprise attack, the mage followed the cavalry to attack lightly, launched a spell-casting array, launched a magic attack, and then the army's arrow regiment quickly arrived at the battlefield in a chariot for the second time. Round of offensive, the infantry that came after should be the third round, so the war machines of the elves should be left far behind, at least there will be no chance to play a role today..."

Kant asked, "So what?"

Hong San replied: "So it depends on how much preparation Mayor Nick has made for this war. The key to defending the city today is the war machinery in the city, which is our only advantage, especially after the arrival of the Elf Infantry... War machines are the greatest threat to infantry formations!"

Kant thought thoughtfully: "So this round, the elves may also want to test the strength and number of war machines in the city. Then, the enemy's mages will change their goals."

As expected, the elf arrows still kept their bows and arrows on the city wall, but the bombardment spells gradually ceased. The experienced spellcasters judged the general location of the war machinery in the city through the trajectory of the ball. Immediately, the brilliance shone, fatal The streamer of spells swept across the sky.

The mage group in the city also responded immediately, resisting the attack of the elves.

But they can only do so much.

The number and quality of casters are inferior to those of the enemy, so they have no initiative and can only passively intercept and defend, because they do their best to defend against the opponent's attack, how can they fight back?

- But the firepower removal and interception defense around the war machine is a fierce confrontation of the mages with the most extreme means, and it has nothing to do with the vast majority of people. Everyone can only stare at the fireworks.

The west side of the city wall was the worst. They didn't even have to watch the fireworks. They could only shiver under the arrows.

Hong San took a few glances outside and sighed: "The enemy's projection troops entered the battlefield first, and the infantry arrays may be hurrying behind, and the elves dared to place the archer troops directly outside the city to launch an attack. According to common sense, this is The most stupid tactic, as long as a cavalry rushes out of the city, it can crush this group of archers... But the elves are so strong that conventional tactics are meaningless at all."

"The mage regiment still has spare strength, and the cavalry troops guarding the mage are also ready to go, not to mention these archers, the elite Dragon Tooth Army Arrow Corps, the third-rate cavalry assembled from the city, even if it is a surprise attack, It is estimated that half of the elven arrows will be shot to death halfway, and then the other half will be hacked to death with a two-handed sword..."

"The elves... are really too strong."

There was despair in his tone: "This battle...there is no hope."

Kant said: "So going...there will be hope in the future, trust me."

Hong San calmly said: "I naturally believe in you, but for a person like me, it doesn't matter if I run away or not. It's you who shouldn't be involved in this war, it's too early..."

Then he heard Kant say, "Wait a minute, this..."

Hong San said to himself again, "I know you're going to scold me, but...but I don't know why...it's just...well, I don't know what to say."

Kant said: "...you wait first."

Hong San sighed: "You don't have to persuade me, I'm a hopeless person, I..."

"Hey!"

Kant punched him out of his self-pity. He pointed outside the city and asked Hong San: "I just want to say that the elves are very strong, but this kind of operation is a bit excessive, right?"

Hong San looked around and saw smoke and dust everywhere, and some of the cavalry guarding the mage had already instigated the reins and rushed towards the city wall.

Kant wondered: "Their archer brother can only fight with third-rate cavalry - can their cavalry jump directly to the city??"

Hong San's face suddenly turned pale.

He shouted: "Not good! The third attack was not infantry... it was cavalry!"

Kant still wanted to ask questions, but the next moment, he understood that as the elf cavalry slammed close, the elf mages immediately stopped bombing the war machinery in the city. Like a rain of light, it fell toward the open space in front of the city wall!

The mages of Valentine City also showed their due decision and reaction ability, intercepting and dispelling spells came quickly, but the elf mages were stronger than humans!

Many light groups broke through the interception and fell into the ground. Then, the ground tossed and turned, swimming and reshaping, and soil slopes rose from the ground, extending toward the city wall, flat and thick enough to make the cavalry slacken!

The mages in the city reluctantly launched dispersal spells, and the extension of the earth slopes was dispelled, but the next moment, the wizard mages launched a massive attack, and the powerful spells were directed at the city wall defenders, war machines and even the buildings in the city. Splashing, making the defending mage group in chaos!

In a section of the city wall that the mages had no time to care about, an earth **** stretched up and hit the city wall.

The elven cavalry from the hurricane rushed up the dirt slope.

War is primarily a duel of magic. The powerful magician can suppress the other. For the army of the weaker magic, the gap in casting power will be filled with the lives of soldiers.

The tall war deer leaped vigorously and rushed up the dirt slope.

The highly skilled cavalry followed closely behind.

The veterans shouted hoarsely, urging the soldiers to raise their spears, but the attack of the elves was often unexpected, and how could the rabble, who had been killed by two rounds of long-range strikes without morale, face stronger and more intimidating cavalry ? Fear has spread.

The veterans roared and scolded, and finally kicked the militia aside, roared and gathered together, standing side by side, holding their spears, their eyes crazy, and they were ready to fight.

But they already knew their end.

The elves who were about to rush up also saw the result.

Because half of the sergeants of the arrow regiment had already threw away their bows and quivers, pulled out their two-handed swords, and sprinted towards the **** of the earth. The sergeant of the arrow regiment can take the opportunity to expand the victory, and even the mage will come up.

Once the elven spellcasters are on top of the wall... it's all over.

The veterans roared and screamed.

The elven cavalry headed by him held a war spear and showed a cruel smile. He was about to rush to the wall to establish the greatest feat of this siege battle.

But the next moment, he saw a human appear on the top of the city, facing him.

Humans, small and stupid, sometimes have courage... but sheer courage is meaningless.

He erected his spear, intending to pierce the opponent's body in one go, but saw that the left eye of the black-haired human shone with a heart-pounding golden glow.

The man stretched out his hand and held down the soil **** extended by the Ascension of Magic.

The next moment, the cavalry suddenly felt that he was sinking, and the riding beast stepped on the air and fell towards the city.

In an instant, the dirt **** that was neither long nor short disintegrated, and the cavalrymen on it fell down one after another, huddling with each other, falling and kneeling. The cavalry behind the overwhelming force collided, and a huge traffic accident occurred.

Hong San took out a large box from the tower, Kant opened it, took out the two gas canisters inside, threw his arms towards the cavalry pile below, and then pulled out two spears from his waist.

Mage sneak attack, arrow raid, cavalry raid, determine the enemy's resistance strength, determine the enemy's spell caster's combat strength, determine the number of war machines, make the best use of the situation, tactical deception, advance layer by layer, everything that happens in this siege is in the spirit of the elves. In the deduction and calculation, there was no accident.

until now.

Kant pulled the trigger.

Explosion, fire, shock, and blood.

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PS1: Two in one chapter, five thousand words, good night, good night.