My Magic Age

Looking at the winding mountain road behind the mountains of Trum, a team of cavalrymen were galloping on horseback. Earl Horace was protected in the center by his personal guards. Several spider warriors climbed down the mountain wall and chased the cavalry regiments along the mountain road. Knight Disraeli's eyes dimmed for only a moment. He saw the soldiers of the heavy armored infantry regiment fighting bravely with the spiders on the north wall, and his fighting spirit rekindled in his eyes.

He raised the crusader sword in his hand and led the heavy armored infantry regiment to rush to the spiders who were fighting desperately on the north wall.

At this time, countless soldiers who fled back from the battlefield in the south had begun to move towards the north gate. This was the only way out for the Trum stronghold, but only by completely taking back the north wall could the north gate be considered a way out.

The fear brought by the spider warlords on the battlefield had spread to the north of the city, and soldiers who had fled back had already appeared on the north side of the city.

At the gate of the north city gate, there stood a row of lieutenants of the supervisory team holding crossbows. Each of them wore a metal mask on his face. The crossbows were not aimed at the spider warriors fighting fiercely on the top of the city wall, but at the soldiers fleeing back from the south.

When the fleeing soldiers saw the heavy armored infantry soldiers fighting bloody on the north city wall, a trace of shame appeared in their eyes, but they did not stop for this. They just lowered their heads with steel helmets. They seemed unwilling to watch the battle scenes. They were a group of cowards who had lost their courage to fight and rushed to the exit of the north city gate with the crowd.

These fleeing defeated troops were stopped by the lieutenant of the supervisory team at the gate of the north city gate. Hundreds of soldiers who had thrown away their armor and helmets crowded at the gate of the north city.

A soldier who ran in the front tore off the leather armor on his chest with both hands, and faced the crossbow in the hands of the lieutenant of the supervisory team with his chest. He was excited and rushed to the city gate desperately. The lieutenant of the supervisory team slightly raised the crossbow in his hand, and one finger was already hooked on the mechanism of the crossbow. As long as his index finger moved slightly, the crossbow arrow could penetrate the soldier's body.

"Young men, the crossbows in your hands are not used to point at your compatriots. Breathe more slowly, slowly raise your weapons in your hands, and let them go!" A voice came from the stone steps of the city wall. Quartermaster Felix squeezed in from the crowd with a crossbow on his back, preventing the upcoming conflict.

I didn't expect that this fifty-year-old man who usually looks serious and principled in doing things would make a choice that would leave a way out for the fleeing soldiers.

He stopped the supervisory team from enforcing military law. It can be seen that Quartermaster Felix has a very high status in the hearts of these soldiers in the Trum stronghold. The lieutenants of the supervisory team took back the crossbows in their hands without any hesitation.

The soldiers crowded around the north gate suddenly became like a group of ants on a hot pot, squeezing the lieutenants of the supervisory team against the stone wall of the city wall, running out of the north gate and fleeing down the mountain road. Felix stood at the city gate, looking at the soldiers who escaped from the city gate with a gloomy face. None of the soldiers dared to look at Felix. They lowered their heads and rushed out of the city gate in one breath.

Looking at the fleeing soldiers in a mess at the north city gate, I sighed lightly. If it weren't for Earl Horace's escape from the battlefield, causing some soldiers on the southern line to collapse, perhaps the defeat of the Trum stronghold would not have been shown so early.

A team of soldiers holding strong crossbows rushed over from the direction of the military supply warehouse and joined the battle on the battlefield near the north city wall. They were the warehouse guards gathered by Felix. These warehouse guards were well-equipped and usually responsible for guarding the important warehouse. Almost everyone was equipped with a standard strong crossbow, and the crossbow technique was very accurate.

The spider warriors on the north wall were shot in volleys, and many of them were injured. However, they were more willing to aim at the eyes and throats of the spider warriors, rather than the fatal parts on both sides of their bodies.

The Empire's standard crossbows were still very lethal to the spider warriors at close range. The key was to shoot at the exhaust ports on both sides of the spider warriors' bodies, which were the only weaknesses of the spiders.

In the alleys of the Trum stronghold, many brave warriors were still stubbornly resisting the spider warriors. They were the real elite combat teams of the Trum stronghold. These combat teams were beaten back by the spider warriors, and the group of spiders quickly occupied a part of the southern area of ​​the Trum stronghold.

Four Spider Warlords were rampaging in the streets and alleys in the southern part of the Trum Stronghold. Fortunately, the stone houses of the military camps were built very densely. The stones mined were not polished at all, and the stone houses were sharp. The Spider Warlords did not dare to rush too hard to prevent the sharp protrusions on the eaves of the stone houses from cutting his huge abdomen.

In the Trum Stronghold, the bed crossbow was the only weapon that could pose a threat to these Spider Warlords. When the Spider Warriors cleared every alley, the first thing they destroyed was the wooden bed crossbow carts. Although these bed crossbows were powerful, they were extremely easy to damage. The Spider Warriors only needed to swing the moon blade axe in their hands with all their strength and chop the bed crossbows a few times to dismantle them into pieces.

The Spider Warriors poured into Trum like a tide...

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"It's our turn, Katarina, follow me, I think we should do something!" I said to Katarina.

Then I jumped down from the arrow tower, stretching my body freely in the air, feeling the slight changes in air flow under the arrow tower.

At this moment, I seemed to have returned to the days when I was in the caravan, sitting on the Thunder Rhino and following the caravan on the road every day. If you want to climb down from the Thunder Rhino's back, don't expect that big guy to stop and let you use the soft ladder on the rhino's back leisurely. From then on, I learned from Kuz how to jump down from a high altitude without hurting myself.

I saw very clearly those spider warriors struggling to death on the north wall. The Disleri Knights and the heavy armored infantry regiment had already rushed to the top of the city. The huge crossbows and the Disleri Knights made those spider warriors completely unable to fight back.

I think Knight Disraeli probably wants to protect this way of life for the warriors in the Trum stronghold. No matter who it is, anyone with a discerning eye can conclude that the battle in the Trum stronghold is already showing signs of defeat. There are a total of four Spider Warlords with the strength of the second level leading nearly a thousand Spider Warriors into the city. With such a powerful force, there is no team in the Trum stronghold that can compete head-on with the Spider Warriors.

At this time, unless a certain Construct Knight Order under the account of the Grand Duke of Samoyed can descend from the sky, no one can save this battle.

Catalina was obviously following me, but when I landed smoothly, I saw her blocking my body, staring at me with big, beautiful eyes like rubies, and opening her arms to stop me and asked, "Where do you want to go? Qige asked me to watch you. You can't do whatever you want in Trum. The base is very dangerous now. You can't walk around at will."

How could I be afraid of her? I took a step forward, my face almost touching hers. My warm breath blew on her face, making her blush to the root of her neck in an instant. She shyly looked around with the corner of her eyes, and when she saw that not many people noticed us, she tried her best to slow down her breathing.

"Jijia, don't make things difficult for me. You know, if I don't take good care of you this time, Qige will scold me to death!" Catalina said to me in an almost pleading tone. Looking at the weak appearance of the red-haired girl in front of me, my restless heart calmed down.

I touched my nose, smiled awkwardly and said, "I want to find a hidden place and open the portal. You are very familiar with this place, so you will definitely find such a place, right?"

I couldn't help but reach out to touch her white and smooth face, but Katarina dodged it first. She glared at me angrily, and her eyes seemed to blame me for being so frivolous in public. Seeing my unrepentant and playful appearance, she just bit her lip slightly and whispered to me, "That's no problem, come with me!"

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The sky became gray because of the dark clouds for several days. The hot and humid weather is the unique climate of the Yerro plane in summer. There is a smell of blood in the air, mixed with the smell of some burnt leather. The shouting and killing outside the window is getting weaker and weaker. The imperial army in the Trum stronghold is retreating step by step. The entire southern area of ​​the stronghold has completely fallen into the hands of the Nibru spider people.

The gauze curtains were blocking my body. I hid in this stone house and saw with my own eyes that not far from the window, the battalion commander of the fifth battalion, Rogoff, was pierced from top to bottom by a four-meter-long black iron spear and stood upright next to the arrow pile on the street. He held two woodcutting axes in his hands and kept hitting the purple blood, and a blood stain condensed on the ground.

Under his thick eyebrows, there were a pair of bell-like eyes, staring straight at the direction of the southern city of Trum, as if at the moment before his death, he still had not given up the idea of ​​driving the spiders in the stronghold out.

I have to admit that he is a warrior. In this battle to defend the city, he very resolutely chose to live and die with Trum. It's just a pity that he finally failed to fulfill his wish in his heart, accumulate enough military merits in exchange for a noble status, return to the small town where he was born, and become a baron to seduce the mayor's young wife.

Watching the spider warriors running past the window, the warriors who didn't have time to escape fell into a pool of blood one after another. The breathing of the twenty-seven orc warriors in the stone house became heavy. They tried their best to restrain the murderous intent in their hearts. Although this is a very secret room, I am still worried that the spiders outside will find us in advance. Now we are in the center of the Trum stronghold, hiding in the basement of a tavern on the north edge of the school field.

If it weren't for Katarina who was familiar with everything here, who would have thought that this stone house with no decoration on the outside was actually a tavern. And it was built on the north side of the school field.

In the basement of this tavern, I opened the portal to the heart, and sent the wind magician Qi Ge, the beastwoman warrior Kalancuo, the tauren Luka, and the dwarf consultant Bernd out of the portal. Then more than 20 orc warriors carried large oil drums and followed Kalancuo out.

The disgusting smell of corpse fire oil filled the whole room. On the wooden table in the middle of the secret room was a rough parchment. I had marked all the important buildings in the Trum stronghold on this simple map. I took a charcoal pencil and drew a curved arc on the parchment along the east wall area of ​​Trum.

I asked the twenty or so orc warriors to gather around the wooden table, pointed to the simple map on the table, and assigned them tasks: "The first group of orc warriors will follow the line along the east wall of the stronghold and must avoid the burning corpse fire oil. Once this stuff sticks to your body, you must use a knife to cut it off with the skin. Don't hesitate. The longer you hesitate, the larger the area of ​​the burn will be."

"As for chasing those spider warriors..." I silently glanced at the body of Rogoff, the commander of the fifth battalion, hanging on the black iron spear outside the window, and then said: "It depends on the favor of the goddess of luck. In principle, I don't need any spider slaves and captives!"

The dwarf Bernd touched his beard on his chest, hesitated, coughed and said: "Wait, Jijia, we still need some spider slaves in our underground caves. These spider slaves are naturally powerful. As long as we sign a slave contract with them, these big guys still look very honest, and they are naturally adapted to dark caves. I designed a trailer suitable for driving in underground caves. It is currently in good condition. Those spiders are naturally suitable for hard labor in dark caves. Oh! I need more spider warriors!"

"If possible, then catch two alive." I said this to the orc warriors.

Regarding the proposal of the dwarf Bernd, it is still necessary to respect it. This former dwarf warrior has managed my underground warehouse in an orderly manner.

However, seeing the killing of the spider warriors in the Trum stronghold outside the skylight, I couldn't help but clench my fist and add: "Kill them if they resist!"

I tapped the charcoal pencil on a point at the foot of the east city wall, and continued to say to another orc team: "Here, just climb up along the mountain road, you can reach the top of the cliff of Trum Mountain. I need you to deal with the giant spiders there."

Then, I said to Katarina beside me: "Later, you go to the north city wall to find Felix. No matter what, you have to find a way to get the warriors in the city who are fighting with the spiders to retreat to the back. The farther the better. I can't be too long, because this is not something I can decide alone. It depends on those spider commanders..."

Kalancuo folded her hands in front of her chest. She sat quietly on the chair with her legs folded together, squinting her eyes, and listened to my entire plan quietly from beginning to end. Then she looked up and asked me: "Ji Jia, how are you going to lead the four spider commanders together?"