After many years, everyone who has fought against Cecil's army and survived will firmly remember a nightmarish sentence, that is—
The bomb fell.
But Heaton didn't know this at this moment.
He didn't know what those things that fell from the sky were—they didn't look quite the same as the "sky fire" fired by the Cecilians, they were not wrapped in light blue light clusters, but fell like stones, and he didn't know the sudden What the hell did the voice say from high above mean, because the word "delivery" seems to have been invented.
But he was still instinctively aware of the danger of those things.
The dean of death of all things immediately raised his hands high, and powerful dark lightning instantly condensed into shape in the air, and countless densely packed black electric snakes gathered into a thick storm, sweeping across the sky with the momentum of thunder, trying to sweep those Everything that fell from the sky was wiped out.
This was his instinctive reaction, but the moment the lightning storm touched those things, he realized that he had made a big mistake—
Those falling objects contained a power far stronger than "Skyfire", and the sweep of the lightning storm instantly detonated all the falling objects!
He only saw a dazzling glare flashing, and then the glare instantly spread to the entire field of vision. A terrible chain explosion occurred. Hundreds of falling objects were detonated intensively in the sky above Hongfeng City, causing chaos. The primordial energy of the order surges in—
From a distance, people could clearly see a round of bright novas formed by arcane flashes and shock waves suddenly appearing in the sky above Red Maple City, and the magic shock generated by the simultaneous activation of hundreds of arcane explosions gathered an egg. This huge cloud seems to be slowly approaching Hongfeng's city shield, and there is a weak black arc that seems to try to stop it, but it is instantly swallowed and extinguished by the powerful energy surge , Just a few seconds later, the energy "egg" full of destructive aura touched the dome node of Hongfeng's shield.
The fallen priests inside the red maple shield saw an even more terrifying sight.
A boiling fire cloud slowly pressed down from the sky. It first touched the red maple shield, and the shield, which had been dimmed by the continuous shelling of the Cecils, was overloaded and ruptured in an instant, and then the fire cloud began to lick the shield. After the collapse, the remaining magic cloud and the high-rise buildings in the city, the illusory and hot flames began to burn from top to bottom, and the solid towers and fortresses melted like wax...
"The shield is broken!!"
Someone finally exclaimed, but the exclamation only lasted for a moment and then stopped abruptly. Heaton saw a bright flash of light flashing nearby—after losing the protection of the shield, the shelling of the Cecilians began to directly bombard On the city wall of Hongfeng, those chariots have already approached enough to shoot accurately. Where the flash of light passed by, only a piece of broken bricks and tiles and some fine crystals are left.
The dark patriarch became a little dazed. What happened before was too sudden, and the city fell too quickly. It seemed that in just a moment, he and the army of gods and evils he had managed to organize were about to be destroyed. He looked at On the plain outside the city, he saw that the cold and ruthless steel machines were still faithfully executing the will of the manipulator: March, fire, continue to march, continue to fire...
No, it shouldn't be like this!
Heaton suddenly became furious. He let out a loud roar that didn't sound like a human voice. The black robe all over his body was instantly burst by dense crystals and twisted and swollen limbs!
In order to achieve perfect evolution, and to adjust himself to the best posture, he has been deliberately controlling the progress of his abomination, but now, he finally gave up this suppression.
The great evolutionary path must be implemented—the ideal he has fought for all his life, his exhaustive plan, the new world he has pursued so far... How can he be defeated by a pile of cold and soulless steel? !
The ragged cluster giant suddenly jumped down from the city wall, and rushed towards the steel chariots that were still performing close-in bombardment like a furious demon god, and the soldiers controlling the chariots had already discovered this reckless intruder. Several chariots decelerated and turned in an instant, and the turret pointed at the huge target higher than the roof of the chariot in a burst of creaking mechanical operation, and then the acceleration track flashed, and the crystal shells were fired.
boom! boom!
With several loud noises, two shells hit the target. Heaton smashed one of them into the air with his huge fist, but the other exploded on his shoulder. The terrible explosion knocked him (it should be it now) ) staggered in the impact, the entire arm was wiped out in the flash, but it only took two steps forward to regain its balance, and a new arm has been wriggling and regenerating quickly among the broken flesh and blood.
The giant with powerful vitality raised his arm and pointed at the chariot closest to him. Countless thick vines pierced the ground in an instant, entangled on the track and turret of the chariot, and there were bursts of roaring inside the steel machine. , broke free from the vines one by one, but another black lightning fell from the sky, piercing through the side shield of the chariot, piercing through layers of steel and the core of the engine inside, finally stopping this tireless machine down.
These machines seem to be no more than that.
A burst of joy rose in Heaton's heart, but in the next second, successive explosions struck from all directions, completely submerging it.
The chariot destroyed by it was one, but behind that one was ten, and behind the ten was a hundred, and behind the hundred was an artillery regiment, supported by naval guns, loyal magic corps and white knights .
Amidst the roar of artillery fire, Heaton felt that his body was rapidly torn apart. Neither his powerful body shield nor his limb regeneration ability could resist the attack equivalent to the concentrated bombing of hundreds of great magicians. In the consciousness of being about to collapse, Heaton Still those great plans come to mind, still its grand ambitions.
However, War Machine is not an army of nobles. It has never cared about personal ambitions and blood—no matter whether the ambition is noble or not, and whether the blood is humble or not.
The sixth company eliminated the small accidents on the way of attack and continued to move forward.
The war machine is working faithfully on this scorched earth.
The huge dragon shadow flitted across the clouds, and the crystal-clear vertical pupils reflected the city that was gradually disintegrating under the artillery fire.
"Use natural disasters to deal with natural disasters...
"Anyway, 'express' is an interesting word."
…
In the rear command vehicle, Solderling's figure appeared on the holographic projection above the magic net communication terminal. The Iron Rangers led by him brought first-hand information from outside the battlefield: "Observed crystal clusters everywhere Rogue out of control phenomenon—the crystal cluster command node in the Red Maple area has disappeared!"
Gawain nodded, and Amber's figure emerged from the air next to him, and the half-elf lady sighed: "It seems that the guy who jumped from the city wall and singled out the tank before is the enemy's supreme commander—reckless!" ah."
"Perhaps the transformation of crystal clusters will always affect people's reason, even those priests of the death of all things will be no exception."
Going into a group of tanks alone is so reckless that it makes one's scalp tingle. Gawain thinks that even Gawain Cecil himself and those first-generation irascible old pigeons might not dare to do this... After much deliberation, This reason can only be attributed to the damage to the cranial nerve caused by the crystal cluster mutation.
"Order the attacking troops to establish a position immediately after controlling the gate of the Red Maple City, block the gate, and the rest of the troops will attack and switch to defense, and the burners will be warmed up. The next step should be to deal with those out-of-control infected crystal clusters," Gao Wen said. Turning around and ordering, "Pay special attention to the east side. The crystal cluster giants returning from Boulder City are the largest elite force in the Red Maple area. Even if they are out of control and weakened, they may pose a threat to us, although I don't know why they haven't arrived yet. , but it must not be taken lightly.”
In addition to the order, Gao Wen also had some doubts in his mind - in his original battle plan, the biggest challenge and pressure the legion had to face was at the later stage of the battle, when the elite enemy army besieging Boulder City entered the battlefield and attacked its own position from the flanks At the moment, it is said that the crystal cluster army not only has the strongest combat effectiveness, but also the commander is suspected of being transformed into the Kingdom Army or the Eastern Realm officer, who is far superior to the dark priests who don't know how to fight. Once they enter the battlefield, Serbian The Cyr Legion must allocate a considerable part of its forces to deal with the pressure on the flanks.
But for some reason, until the Red Maple City was broken, and even until the cluster giants in other places began to lose control, the elite enemy army that was supposed to appear did not show up, and the Iron Ranger squad placed at the eastern intersection did not even see that one. The shadow of the enemy.
Of course, this allowed the Cecil Army to avoid additional losses and pressure, but it also made Gao Wen full of doubts—
Why don't they show up? Could it be that this change of family... this tactic of besieging Wei and saving Zhao didn't work
With this worry in mind, after the order was issued, Gao Wen immediately activated another magic net terminal. Above that terminal, Wright's unusually tall and strong figure emerged from the holographic projection.
"The White Knights are on standby," said the Patriarch, who was on the front line, in a deep voice, "and are ready to perform missions at any time."
"Go to Boulder City immediately to check the situation," Gao Wen said, "I'll go with you."
The offensive operation in Red Maple City is over, and the next thing to do in the direction of Boulder City is a rescue mission.
Rescue, of course, should be done by priests who are good at saving lives and healing the wounded—considering that the situation over there is unknown and the task difficulty may be relatively high, then the priest who can fight the most should be sent there.
As a low-level patriarch who advocates doing things by himself, Wright insisted on going to the battlefield in person, so Gawain also arranged for him to participate in today's operation. Considering that there may be unexpected complications in Boulder City, Gao Wen Wen decided to go there himself.
Ten minutes later, three armored trucks with Cecil's emblem and runes of the Holy Light, engraved with prayer scriptures and holy patterns, and equipped with Holy Light Shock Turrets left the frontline stronghold, accompanied by soldiers in charge of escort and combat missions. There were twenty-two Warhammer-i tanks with extra burners and six Iron Ambassadors, plus a full infantry battalion.
Inside the armored truck, Wright, wearing a thick white knight armor, carefully checked his warhammer and the Holy Light Shock Cannon on his arm. Gao Wen who was at the side greeted him.
Such a scene made Gawain always feel that Wright was a substitute messenger...
He had to say something to dispel his unfounded associations.
"Wright, what do you think of this war?"
"I don't have much opinion on the war, I'm just a priest," the patriarch shook his head, and replied with the same straightforwardness and simplicity as always, "If I have to say it, I can only regret... This is a war without any What a catastrophe, where too many innocents died and one of the most fertile parts of the kingdom was laid waste... ”
"The land after burning will always grow new shoots," Amber on the side rushed to say before Gao Wen could speak, and then glanced at Gao Wen, "Is that what you said?"
"Yes, new shoots will grow from the burned land..." Gawain exhaled slightly, but looked at the desolate wilderness outside through the crystal blocks inlaid on the truck compartment.
Even in this polluted land, there are still green plants spreading and growing. After all, the evil pollution is only aimed at humans, and the vegetation has not been affected. In the wilderness on both sides of the road, he saw large expanses of luxuriant fields—those were once the property of the local noble lords, and only the scattered ears of wheat and a little bit of brown rice after harvest belonged to the untouchables, but now, the nobles on this land Gone, civilians are gone, god-like human beings no longer need the food that has cost countless blood and sweat, the precious farmland is just like this, and the weeds start to crowd the place where the seedlings are growing more lush than food.
This place was not burned, but in Gao Wen's eyes, it also suffered another kind of burning.
Both the royal family and the power of the Eastern Realm were burned out in the karmic fire of this war.
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