Heroes of Silver Moon

Sensing more than a dozen barbarian spellcasters advancing towards the city wall with their spell shields, Simon felt a bit of a toothache.

Unlike the barbarians, he was the only legal professional in the entire lord coalition army.

Normally, these low-level spellcasters would naturally be beaten by him, but now he is wrestling with the enemy's three master-level spellcasters, and he doesn't care about them at all.

In other words, if there are no other countermeasures, these low-level spellcasters will be the last straw to crush them.

"Did those people see it?" Simon asked Siegel, pointing at the sneaky and slowly approaching barbarian spellcaster.

Siegel nodded, but his face showed doubts and incomprehension. In his opinion, those barbarians were just ordinary, how could they be pointed out by Simon.

"Those are spellcasters among the barbarians, don't let them get close!" Throwing Siegel a rifle and the remaining hundreds of bullets, Simon closed his eyes again and focused on fighting against the three master spellcasters of the enemy. By.

Hearing that it was the caster, Siegelton was taken aback, quickly reloaded the rifle, and aimed at the barbarians.

After this period of fighting, they all saw how Simon harvested the barbarians on the battlefield, and they all knew the dominance of the mage on the battlefield.

If this group of spellcasters were allowed to approach, they would probably suffer heavy casualties immediately, and then the barbarians would mount the city wall and start a **** battle.

Therefore, Siegel looked resolutely, stared at the front sight of the rifle, and then pulled the trigger.

boom! A bullet hit.

Although blocked by the shield, the barbarian caster was still taken aback, and quickly turned around and retreated in large strides.

How precious is the life of the caster! How can you put yourself in danger because of these lowly ordinary people?

Siegel's marksmanship has always been very accurate. Among the dozen or so core officers in Simon, his marksmanship is almost the most accurate, even Harris is not as good.

One shot at a time, although none of the casters were killed or injured, but they were also successfully kept from approaching.

In other words, these barbarian spellcasters have no intention of approaching at all.

As long as the gunshot rang out, even if they didn't hit themselves, they would retreat a certain distance collectively. Those who were hit would re-bless their shields, and those who were not hit would take a breath and continue to sabotage.

"Hmph!" The three barbarian great shamans who were secretly fighting with Simon also noticed this situation, but they could only sulk in their hearts.

Because humans do have weapons that can threaten these low-level shamans, and these shamans do carry out orders.

Although they were passively sabotaging their work, spellcasters were more expensive after all. Even if they told the chief patriarch about this kind of thing, the chief patriarch might not punish them at all.

On the battlefield, without the assistance of Siegel, although the speed was slower, under the control of Harris, the trebuchet was still throwing quartz bottles.

The barbarians who were not close to the city wall were constantly harvesting their lives by the arrows of the lord's coalition forces and the explosion of mercury fulminate.

The barbarians who were attacking the city continued to die under the spears of the armed militia. Occasionally, some barbarians successfully climbed the city wall, but they were hacked to death by the light infantry of the regular army who had been waiting for a long time.

Under this three-dimensional offensive, the 40,000 barbarians who attacked in the first wave were defeated after only 10,000 remained.

But before the lord coalition forces on the city wall cheered and rested.

The second wave was stronger, and the barbarian army with a larger proportion of professionals surged up again.

The secret contest between Simon and the three barbarian great shamans came to an end quietly, and the four had only one-third of their mana reserves left.

Of course, because the mana reserves are different from ordinary people, the mana in Simon's body is still sufficient.

However, he didn't dare to use these mana casually, because he didn't know whether the three master spellcasters of the barbarians would attack again. The entire coalition army is in danger.

Those low-ranking shamans of the barbarians who fished in troubled waters and slacked off at work also took the opportunity to slip back. Continuously using the shield, the mana in their bodies is also consumed violently, and they need to rest as soon as possible, this is their argument.

Although he knew that these **** still had at least half of their mana in their bodies, Watts did not force these low-level shamans to attack again.

Now that human spellcaster has nothing to do, it's just a joke to clean up this group of low-level shamans, and they seem to be immune to counterspells, if they really attack these low-level shamans, they will be killed by then. Even rescue was too late.

Again, how precious is the life of the caster! For those ordinary clansmen, or warrior-type professionals, the more dead points, the more dead points!

The contest between the mages ended for a while, followed by the peak duel of the two armies.

Without the participation of the caster, the outcome can only depend on themselves.

The advantage of the barbarians lies in the large number of people and their high spirits. Although the lord coalition forces have experienced a battle and suffered serious physical exhaustion, they still have the city wall as their backing.

And Simon, the bitch, even played a side ball and started making more mercury fulminate powder directly on the city wall.

In a **** battle, under the explosive attack of mercury fulminate, the barbarians finally fled.

Leaving a lot of corpses, less than 10,000 people fled back.

The lord's coalition army also paid the price of 5,000 casualties. In addition to the previous damage, the loss of the 20,000 coalition army has reached nearly half.

The city walls and the ground were completely soaked in blood, with dark red everywhere. The coalition forces transported the bodies of the war dead to make room for the city walls. As for the corpses of those barbarians, they directly threw them down the city walls.

On the ground outside the city wall, there are dead bodies of barbarians everywhere~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Arrows stuck upside down on the ground, and bomb craters blown out by mercury fulminate, it is a chilling scene.

It was too late to feel emotional, and the third wave of barbarian army arrived as scheduled. When they saw more than 30 adult trolls in the front, all the faces of the lord coalition army turned pale.

Adult trolls are three meters tall. They have fat belly and wield giant sticks that can smash people into flesh. Moreover, each adult troll is a master-level barbarian professional. Their physical strength is even stronger than Human master fighters are several times stronger.

It is no exaggeration to say that if it is a normal battle, these thirty or so trolls alone can defeat the entire coalition army.

All the master fighters in the coalition army, including Simon's father Valery, and the old knight Sivir, put on their full-body plate armor, and came to Simon's side with solemn faces, begging to let them attack.

Now, only they can try to stop these trolls who can smash people into flesh!

Simon was silent for a moment, took out a pile of iron blocks from the space ring, and rubbed out an anti-tank rifle on the spot.

Looking at the alchemy crossbow, which was more than ten times bigger, the people who had already decided to die suddenly showed strange expressions.

It always feels like there is no need for them to die!

Quickly rubbing it out again, the anti-tank rifle had a bullet with a diameter as wide as two fingers, and Simon aimed and fired.

boom! A troll immediately fell to the ground.

I don't know if it was because of the loud noise, or because the troll fell to the ground in response, all the master fighters were shocked and looked at this killing weapon in fear.

If you can kill a troll with one hit, you can kill them with one.

Even if they are wearing full-body plate armor, even if the plate armor has been enchanted by alchemy.

But it's useless, this shot can smash everything!