Before the master of alchemy could wake up, a roar could be heard from inside the ruined pit, which shook the eardrums.
The sound penetrated the cracks in the broken rocks, enveloping the dust flying in the sky, forming waves in circles.
The giant beasts were like soldiers who heard the charge order. Their slow speed suddenly increased and they began to charge towards the wall.
What's even worse is that these giant beasts grabbed huge gravel on the ground and threw it "lightly" towards Luta City.
Every time the giant throws, it kills countless ants.
At this time, the soldiers of the Tariq Legion were like a group of panicked ants. When they raised their heads slightly, they could see hundreds of boulders with a diameter of four to five meters, or even more than ten or twenty meters, pressing down on them.
The shadow of the boulder immediately enveloped them, giving them tremendous pressure.
"Get away!"
"Shield Bearer!"
"Don't mess up!"
Some poorly trained soldiers chose to dodge in panic, while others chose to step forward with shields.
The middle-level officers continued to gather soldiers, trying to fight against this meteorite. The shield-bearers wearing heavy armor and holding heavy shields not only resisted the zombie beasts, but also needed to be careful of the stones in the sky.
A small team was surrounded by several zombie beasts, when a boulder five meters in diameter fell from the sky.
"defense!"
The ten-capion captain raised his sword and pointed at the boulder that was already close at hand, and screamed loudly and emotionally.
The three shield bearers in the team turned around and saw the boulder. They gritted their teeth and pressed forward. They only had time to step forward and raise their shields. The three of them were hit by the boulder and flew dozens of meters away. Blood overflowed from the gaps in their helmets, but they managed to catch it. This boulder.
They fell to the ground. After a while, they slowed down and propped up their upper bodies to get up. In the end, due to exhaustion of both physical strength and magic power, they collapsed on the ground again, allowing their companions to pass by them and the passing zombies. The beast gave them a kick.
There are many scenes like this. The boulders thrown by the giant beast gate are like large-scale spell attacks by magicians, attacking the battlefield indiscriminately, dealing a heavy blow to the defenders.
Tariq's eyes were split with tears. He was a real man and could not bear to see his men being slaughtered without any resistance.
Even if the soldiers killed monsters many times larger than themselves, he still couldn't defeat them.
The magic power in his body exploded like a surge, and Tarik's body surface was covered with a layer of fierce golden light. He held the warhammer in his hand and rushed towards the front of the warriors.
At certain times, human generals will also charge, which can boost morale and save the defeat.
Tarik, who exploded with all his strength, exuded a terrifying aura of an extraordinary top powerhouse. The huge war hammer in his hand was filled with magic power. The attacks he swung were not solid impacts, but long-range shock waves one after another.
An impact that distorted the air flew out from the war hammer, causing a roar and tearing effect like a supersonic fighter jet, and hit a seam monster nearly ten meters tall.
The huge impact attached to the attack directly beat the zombie beast into a bloody foam, and the effect was like an animal hit head-on by a tank shell.
The soldiers nearby were soaked in the black and smelly blood. Instead of being annoyed, they cheered excitedly, and the movements in their hands became more and more fierce!
Tariq was like a god of war. In just one minute when he rushed into the battlefield, he swung his war hammer and killed dozens of monsters that were at least five meters tall.
After seeing his invincible posture, the soldiers around him regained their fighting spirit and cooperated with the war weapons from the rear to chop off the heads of the monsters who tried to attack Luta City!
Smoke and dust were everywhere on the battlefield, and the shouts of killing shook the sky, but there was a dead silence in Luta City.
In the banquet hall of the high tower, many nobles shrank like mice. Every time a boulder flew a thousand meters and hit the shield of Luta City with a loud bang, their heads shrank slightly.
They rolled their eyes and looked above their heads with beating hearts, fearing that the shield would suddenly disappear and those huge rocks would just smash down and smash them into meat pies!
Compared with these nobles who were greedy for life and feared death, the ordinary people in the city who had no information channels from the beginning were even more at a loss.
They could hear the noise outside, and they could also stand on the roof and see the huge monster slowly walking in the distance.
Feeling hesitant in their hearts, after the initial hysteria, they are now numb. Their voices were hoarse from shouting, and their bodies couldn't raise their spirits. The boulder hitting the shield was like a tool to remind them of the beating of their hearts.
Tariq, who was killing everyone on the battlefield, waited and waited, but still didn't wait for the signal. No matter how fast he killed, he couldn't match the huge number of enemy troops.
What's more, it was extremely difficult for him to deal with any of the giant beasts that were pacing around.
At every critical moment, Tarik always admits that those mages who usually think highly of themselves can indeed solve the problem.
A green flag suddenly rose on the wall of Luta City. Seeing this flag, Tarik finally breathed a sigh of relief, cleaned up the monsters around him, and prepared to return to the wall.
The appearance of the green flag means that the alchemist master has been awakened.
drop!
Tick!
Suddenly, a layer of drizzle fell from the sky, and the drizzle covered the entire battlefield.
"Huh? This is..."
Tarik turned around and walked a few steps towards Luta City before his body stopped in place. The weathered lines on his face were pulled together and he looked up at the sky.
In addition to the flying boulders and monsters being thrown from afar, there was also a pure white goshawk circling in the sky.
Goshawks circled and danced in the green mist, and the sudden drizzle fell from this light green mist.
A drizzle of pure life energy fell on the battlefield, and all the soldiers marked as targets received the favor from Xiang En.
The tired body has received slight relief, the depleted magic power is slowly being replenished, and the suppurating wounds are also recovering.
The "fatigue" that knocked down the soldiers was wiped out by the rain. They climbed up from the ground one by one, raised their heads, and stared at the white birds circling in the sky.
The pure white that appears on the cruel battlefield is like an unbeliever seeing a real god, so shocked that he cannot even suppress the sadness and admiration for him in his heart.
There are no gods in the Austin Empire, because this world has never had the concept of gods. People themselves can achieve miracles that change the world. They will only worship the strong or the stars from the void.
The sun that shines on the earth is regarded by them as faith.
But today, the soldiers of the Tariq Legion have gained a new belief, which is not a single person, but a sudden salvation in adversity.
The pure white goshawk hovering in the sky left an imprint on the hearts of every soldier.
After a moment of silence, the noise of the battlefield filled everyone's eardrums again.
The soldiers whose morale was restored again continued to kill enemies and continued to be buffed by spells.
In a manor dozens of kilometers away from the battlefield, Xiang En's face was slightly pale. He was slumped on the ground with two working magic eye totems beside him.
The gold-level spell that covered the entire battlefield drained all the magic power from his body in an instant, and he felt a strong sense of deficit, just like dozens of times a night. It was so uncomfortable!
However, the effect was very gratifying. The Tarik Legion, which had been tortured to death by the boulders and airborne troops, regained some of its vitality.
After he recovers a little, he can figure out the specific effect of the auxiliary spell in legion combat
I will continue to write. I am waiting for the arrival of May, and I will have full attendance in May.
I'll probably finish it when I finish writing it in May. I came up with a very interesting idea, so I won't talk about it yet.
I have been exercising for 12 days and feel good. I have also read serious books for five days, and I have learned a lot about writing books.
I'm so high!
(End of chapter)