"Joint casting, how could there be such a degree of joint casting!" Because of the multiple shields on his body, Master Sacheri was one of the few people who was not affected by the slowing magic. He was not so surprised when he encountered the roar of gunfire, because those were magic props that he could understand. However, seeing ten magicians casting the same magic together was beyond his understanding of magic itself. This only shows one thing: the Chinese have very advanced theoretical research in many fields of magic.
"Can you dispel this slowing spell?" Garriott said.
"Yes, but the range of my dispel magic is not that large. I can only dispel a small number of people at a time," Sacheri replied.
"Don't worry about it. Let's disperse the strongest people in our team first, and let the other cavalry catch up slowly!" Garriott said. He now understands that those ordinary soldiers are useless in such an attack. Letting them attract attention here and create opportunities for the real masters is their greatest value.
Sacheri followed his instructions and dispelled the slowness spell on more than a dozen low- and middle-level warriors, including the black guards who were supervising the battle from behind. These people surpassed the other soldiers who seemed to be stuck in a quagmire and caught up with Garriott and the other two, forming an arrow head and rushing towards the Chinese infantry position.
They had just put some distance between themselves and the cavalry behind them when a huge fireball flew out from the Chinese wizard and hit the middle of the cavalry. The power of this fireball was greater than that of a 120mm pneumatic cannon. In the flames with a radius of more than ten meters, a dozen cavalrymen were directly turned into firemen.
Garriott was surrounded by two high-level warriors, six mid-level warriors, and twelve low-level warriors. He said, "Listen carefully, we are at a disadvantage in this battle. If we don't want to be bombed again on the way back, we must break through the enemy's formation!
We must change our previous strategy. I will deal with their experts who may appear, Sacheri will be responsible for blowing up the vehicles with guns, and Miguel will lead the others to kill the surrounding infantry. It would be best if we can kill their generals or mages."
Everyone nodded in agreement. In a blink of an eye, they were less than a hundred meters away from the Chinese. Those who had fired cannons had already retreated to the back of the team. Dozens of soldiers with swords, shields or spears came up to them.
Garriott thought they would line up to resist their attack, but they took oval balls from their waists and threw them at them. Sacheri originally wanted to use missiles to hit the balls like he did with artillery shells. Garriott and Miguel were even ready to hit them back at the Chinese battle formation. But they didn't expect the curve of the other party's throwing was low and flat. The balls flew towards them close to the ground. Not only were few of them hit by the missiles, but it was also difficult for the people on horseback to shoot. Most of them flew under the legs of Garriott and others' horses and then exploded into pieces of fire.
Under the explosion at close range, almost all the horses were killed, and even five low-ranking soldiers were killed. Most of the others were also injured.
After the smoke cleared, a group of dusty soldiers rushed out from the smoke, but they had all changed from cavalry to infantry. Fortunately, the Chinese were already in sight.
Garriott roared, his thick thighs slammed on the ground, and he spread his wings behind him and rushed into the Chinese formation. He was in mid-air, took a deep breath, and then opened his mouth. Along with his roar, a stream of orange-red flames spurted out of his mouth. The distance of this flame sprayed was 50 to 60 meters, forming a high-temperature cone area. As he shook his head, a large piece of flames sprinkled on the Chinese soldiers in the front row. Most of the soldiers with guns relied on the car as a cover, but Garriott's high-temperature flames directly ignited a car and the bodies of many soldiers around. Seven or eight soldiers were covered with flames, screaming and running.
Garriott smiled coldly, landed on the ground and kicked to avoid the bullets that were shot at him, then crossed the remaining distance again and jumped in front of several melee fighters. He stretched out his dragon claws and slapped several shield-bearing fighters who came up and sent them flying. He avoided the thrusts of several spearmen behind him, and with a strong slash of his claws, the necks of those spearmen were broken in half.
More melee soldiers rushed over. Garriott stuck out his forked tongue, licked the corner of his mouth, and laughed grimly, "In front of the power of the dragon clan, you are all scum."
He grabbed the calf of a corpse on the ground and swung it as a weapon, knocking away several sword and shield soldiers who were approaching, and then threw it hard, and the corpse flew out with a whistling sound, and three or four spearmen who were running behind were knocked to the ground together.
Garriott took a deep breath and prepared to breathe the green dragon again. At this time, a figure covered with wings of light descended from the sky, holding a red long sword and slashing at Garriott. The owner of this sword was obviously very powerful. The power of the sword alone made Garriott dare not catch the sword with his palm.
He had to step back a few steps to avoid the dangerous attack, and just in time he could see the appearance of the person coming.
Battle angel!
"Gabriel?" Garriott took a defensive posture, the flesh wings behind him dancing, and he looked a little anxious.
Gabriel, holding the Ares Armor, was a master very close to the Saint level, and was also well-known on the continent. Even if Garriott was in his prime, he might not be his opponent. Moreover, he had been ambushed by a great magician today and suffered a little injury.
Gabriel didn't waste time talking to him. During the confrontation, he continued to cast various buff spells on himself.
A blue-haired female mage came out from behind him. She waved her hands and a large amount of water mist enveloped the burning car and people. This was Xiao Mu, who had already advanced to a high level.
Garriott thought that he could not beat Gabriel, but if he relied on his thick skin and flesh to delay time, he would definitely be able to consume the master in front of him for a long time, leaving him no time to take care of other battlefields.
And as long as the rest of his team broke through the Chinese defenses, they would achieve their goal for the day.
However, Miguel and Sacheri were not so lucky, and they were also blocked. Miguel met a man with an imperial look. He held a long sword with lightning effect, and his strength was on par with Miguel. Therefore, he easily blocked Miguel.
However, Master Sacheli encountered entanglement with other mages. The ten mages who cast spells together no longer dealt with the cavalry behind them that were on the verge of collapse, but instead launched a magical counterattack against him.