Hundreds of golden arcane missiles rained down on the tent that was suspected to be a command post and nearby.
Each golden arcane missile is no less powerful than the big fireball technique used by a master-level fire-specialized mage.
If we use more modern terms to describe it, it would be that hundreds of mortar shells 'plowed' the opponent's command battalion.
In the big pit filled with the smell of flames, there were charred black corpses.
The effect of this wave of arcane missiles is no less than a real meteor fire rain magic. After Beta was promoted to Legendary, both his melee ability and magic ability had a qualitative leap.
There was a short-term commotion in the enemy's frontal formation, but the commotion soon subsided.
"Fake command post."
Although slightly disappointed, Beta felt that it was normal. True and false command posts were very common in wars, and Beta himself had used such small tricks before.
"Continue to charge!"
Beta shouted loudly, and the 10,000 infantry in the rear rushed down like a flood that burst a dike.
The rebel formation reacted immediately, several refusal horses were erected, and spearmen and shield soldiers stepped forward immediately.
This kind of formation against cavalry is also very suitable for dealing with infantry running and charging down from the mountainside.
The archers began to fire the first volley of arrows. The rain of arrows flew upwards densely, but it was a pity that Beta and the others were on a high ground, and the arrows barely flew to their height, and they became weak and could hardly cause any effective damage. Only a few unlucky soldiers were shot at vital points, such as eyeballs and testicles.
At this time, the bed crossbow was also shooting arrows.
Beta waved his hand, and the mist from the fog driving technique spewed out again, enveloping the entire army.
This time, there will be no mage group to disperse the fog.
The ten bed crossbows had been wound up again at this time, but facing the fog with a diameter of two kilometers blocking their sight, they couldn't find the target at all.
Kadode was at the rear of the army formation, his face was ashen when he saw this scene.
At this time, a staff member came over and said, "Lord, you should leave first."
"You think we're going to lose?"
"The mage group is gone." The staff smiled wryly: "Although the enemy's strength is not as strong as ours, the opponent has quite a lot of means, and the dragon knight really has the ability to change the situation of the battle just like the legend. I already have a bad feeling .”
Caddod was also wearing the clothes of ordinary soldiers at this time. He stared bitterly at the huge white mist that surged down, and murderous intentions surged inside.
"No matter what, try shooting the Dragon Slayer Crossbow." Kadode said bitterly like a gambler, "What if I hit it?"
Ten arrows shot into the dense fog and disappeared instantly without any reaction. The fog was still rolling down, and it was 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 party only has 10,000." Ka Duode shook his hand heavily: "I don't think it is possible for us to lose."
"Lord, if morale collapses, let alone 200,000, even if it is 1 million, we will lose!" The staff pulled Kadod and roared: "Now you retreat first, in case we really lose, we still have If we have a chance to stand up, if we are captured by the enemy here, we will really be finished."
Looking over the densely packed army formation in front of him, Kaduo gritted his teeth and quietly left with a few soldiers.
At this time, a person who looked very similar to him, dressed in fancy clothes, stood where he was just now.
Cardo felt that he was walking in secrecy. He didn't expect that there was a pair of eyes in the sky, which could see the situation of the entire battlefield.
It noticed that Kadode and the others had quietly left, flapped its wings, and followed them in the air.
Soon, the fog reached the foot of the mountain and joined the front line of the rebel army.
Almost all the rebels believed that the white mist was just a means of obscuring their sight, and the main purpose was to weaken their long-range strike effect. After all, the other party is also in the fog. If the fog is poisonous or has some disgusting effects, the other party will definitely be affected as well.
With this in mind, the front line of the rebel army stood behind the horse, holding a heavy shield, waiting to engage the enemy in the fog.
But they didn't expect that the moment they entered the fog, their field of vision became terribly narrow, their arms were stretched out, and they couldn't even see their fingers clearly, and their hearing was greatly restricted, and they could hardly hear any sound. If it weren't for being able to touch the fellow robe next to them with their hands, they would have thought that they had entered another misty alien plane.
Anxiety is fermenting at an extremely fast speed. After all, no matter who it is, if it loses vision and hearing in an instant, it will definitely cause extreme fear.
The same goes for the rebel army surrounded by fog. They were thinking of retreating and leaving, but they suddenly felt the vibration of the ground getting louder. After a while, they saw a huge dragon claw with golden scales appearing on top of his head.
Sorilana didn't attack at all, she just kept walking 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 turned into flesh.
The tight line of defense against horses and the formation of spears in front of Sorilana are just a joke.
What's more, the enemy is in the fog and has no idea what happened.
Taking Solilana as a breakthrough point, the 10,000 infantry soldiers of the royal army entered the enemy's formation like sharp knives, 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 troops at most.
But that's enough.
Those enemy troops who were not affected saw their own people being shrouded in mist. After a while, they moved forward with the mist, and many people reappeared from the mist. Even if there are supervisors who kill them, they can't stop them from fleeing.
And where the edge of the fog passed, there were still many corpses left.
What the hell is going on in the fog
Looking at those collapsed comrades, watching them flee as if they had met a demon, the morale of the soldiers next to them dropped uncontrollably.
Soon... Many of the soldiers who were not shrouded in fog quietly dropped their weapons.
The fog stopped for a while and began to move towards the left flank of the army formation.
This time, the rebels on the left threw away their weapons in unison, turned around and ran away.
In their eyes, that white mist has become a demon that can devour life and soul.
Morale was low and the army was defeated.
Almost when the fog descended to the foot of the mountain, the winner was already decided.
Without the restraint of the mage group, powerful magicians, as well as powerful professionals with mass destruction capabilities, can change the outcome of a war.
And Beta is both a spellcaster and a powerful dragon knight.