Noble Emblem

Hundreds of golden arcane missiles fell like raindrops on the camp suspected to be the command post and nearby.

Each golden arcane missile is no less powerful than the great fireball spell used by a master-level fire-based mage.

If we use more modern words to describe it, hundreds of mortar shells plowed through the opponent's command battalion.

The large pit filled with the smell of fire was filled with charred corpses.

The effect of this wave of arcane missiles is no less than that of a real meteor shower. After Beta was promoted to Legend, there was a qualitative leap in both melee and magic abilities.

There was a short-term commotion in the enemy's frontal formation, but the commotion soon subsided.

"Fake command post."

Although he was slightly disappointed, Beta thought it was normal. Real and fake command posts were very common in wars. Beta himself had used such tricks before.

"Keep charging!"

Beta shouted loudly, and the 10,000 infantrymen in the rear rushed down like a flood from a bursting embankment.

The rebel formation responded immediately. Several lines of resistance horses were set up, and spearmen and shield soldiers immediately stepped forward.

This kind of formation against cavalry is also very suitable for dealing with infantry charging down the mountainside.

The archers fired the first volley of arrows. The arrows flew upward in dense numbers, but unfortunately, Beta and the others were on high ground, and the arrows barely reached their height and became powerless, causing almost no effective damage. Only a few unlucky soldiers were shot in vital parts, such as their eyeballs and balls.

At this time, the bed crossbow was also loading arrows.

Beta waved his hand, and the mist from the Mist Riding Technique spurted out again, wrapping the entire army.

This time, there will be no mage group to disperse the fog.

The ten bed crossbows had been cocked again at this time, but facing the fog with a diameter of two kilometers blocking their sight, they could not find the target at all.

Kaduode was at the rear of the military formation and his face turned livid when he saw this scene.

At this time, an aide came over and said, "Lord, please leave first."

"You think we'll lose?"

"The mage group is gone." The staff smiled bitterly: "Although the enemy's troops are not as strong as ours, they have quite a lot of methods, and the Dragon Knight is indeed like the legend, with the ability to change the situation of the battle. I already have a bad feeling. ”

Kado was also wearing the clothes of an ordinary soldier at this time. He stared hatefully at the huge white mist billowing down, where murderous intent was surging.

"No matter what, let's test-fire the dragon-slaying crossbow." Kaduode said bitterly like a gambler: "What if I hit it?"

Ten arrows hit the thick fog and disappeared instantly without any reaction. The fog was still rolling down, almost approaching the foot of the mountain.

"Lord, if you don't leave, it may be too late."

"We have 200,000 people, and the other side only has 10,000." Kaduode waved his hand heavily: "I think it is impossible for us to lose."

"Lord, if our morale collapses, let alone two hundred thousand, even if it is one million, we will lose!" The staff pulled Kaduo and roared: "Now you retreat first, if we are really defeated, we still have If we have a chance to stand up and be captured by the enemy, we will be really doomed."

Looking past the dense military formation in front of him, Kaduode gritted his teeth and quietly left with a few soldiers.

At this time, a person who looked very similar to him, dressed in fine clothes, stood where he was just now.

Kado thought he was walking in secret, but he didn't expect that there was a pair of eyes high in the sky that could see the entire battlefield.

It noticed that it quietly left Kaduode and the others, flapped its wings, and followed them in the air.

Soon, the thick fog reached the foot of the mountain, and then joined the rebel front line.

Almost all rebels believe that the white mist is just a means to obscure their vision, and its main purpose is to weaken the effect of their long-range strikes. After all, the other party is also in the fog. If the fog is poisonous or has any disgusting effects, the other party will definitely be affected as well.

With this thought, the rebel front line stood behind the horses, holding up heavy shields, waiting to engage the enemies in the mist.

But they didn't expect that the moment they entered the fog, their field of vision became horribly narrow. Their arms were stretched out and they couldn't even see their fingers clearly. Moreover, their hearing was also greatly restricted, and they could hardly hear any sounds. If they hadn't been able to touch the comrades next to them with their hands, they would have thought that they had entered another mist-filled alien plane.

The uneasiness is fermenting at an extremely fast speed. After all, no matter who it is, if they lose their vision and hearing in an instant, they will definitely have extreme fear.

The same goes for the rebels who were surrounded by the fog. They were thinking about retreating, but suddenly they felt the vibrations on the ground getting louder and louder. After a while, they saw a huge dragon claw with golden scales appearing. On the top of his head.

Solilana did not attack at all. She just continued to move forward. Every step she took with her four legs could take away the lives of at least twenty enemy soldiers.

Those who were trampled to death by her were turned into pulp.

The tight defense line against horses and the formation of spears in front of Solilana was a joke.

Moreover, the enemy was in the fog and had no idea what was happening.

Using Solilana as the breakthrough point, the royal army's 10,000 infantrymen, like a sharp knife, entered the enemy's formation, like cutting into soft cheese, without encountering any decent resistance at all.

The encirclement line of 200,000 people is very long. The fog radius of nearly two kilometers can only cover a quarter of the enemy army at most.

But that's enough.

Those enemy soldiers who were not affected saw that their own people were shrouded in the fog. After a while, as the fog moved forward, many people reappeared from the fog. They made frightened sounds, threw away their weapons and ran away to both sides. Even if the supervisors killed them, they could not stop their retreat.

And where the edge of the fog passed, there were still many corpses left behind.

What happened in the fog?

Looking at the collapsed comrades, watching them running away as if they had encountered a demon, the morale of the soldiers next to them dropped uncontrollably.

Soon... many of the soldiers who were not enveloped by the fog quietly threw away their weapons.

The fog stopped for a while and began to move towards the left wing of the military formation.

At this moment, the rebels on the left threw away their weapons, turned around and ran away.

In their eyes, that white mist has become a demon that can swallow lives and souls.

Morale was low and the army was defeated like a mountain.

The winner was decided almost as soon as the mist reached the foot of the mountain.

Without the constraints of the mage group, powerful magicians and powerful professionals with large-scale destruction capabilities can change the outcome of a war.

Beta is both a spell caster and a powerful dragon knight.