The winter sun suddenly dimmed, and there was a whistle from the upper layer of the tree canopy, as if countless birds were flying high. The young hunter subconsciously raised his head and saw countless silhouettes of light and shadow flying above his head. He stretched blankly. Mouth.
"Fly... Pegasus!?"
"It's Yufengju, those damn mentally retarded are done!" Oldham complained loudly, "But I didn't see anything!"
"But they are in the sky!"
"I don't know, I only see pitch black!" The dwarf master replied badly.
The boy hurriedly straightened the dwarf's heavy helmet. "Oh!" Oldham exclaimed: "Gosh, I didn't notice this problem, maybe I was too anxious, thank you very much!"
"Hahaha, idiot dwarf!" Fei Ni's teasing spread from afar, and the elf girl laughed forward and backward.
"Ah, damn little girl!" Oldham blew his beard with anger. "You wait, I'll make you pretty."
"Coco, you can't beat me, dear Mr. Oldham."
The boy carefully avoided the center of these two men. He raised his head and looked at the battle that was taking place in the sky.
"Valkyrie Guard!"
In Valhalla, most people hid in houses or temporary shelters. The workshops and shops on the street also closed one after another, but everyone hid behind the doors and windows, silently watching the war that concerns their future.
But the moment the female knights on the canopy appeared, there was a small cheer from behind the whole city.
Shikoudi and Shijiagul stood proudly on the heroic horses burning with white flames. The spears in their hands were shining with the silver light in the poem. Behind the wing helmets, the braided golden hair was flying in the wind, They are holding small round shields, and behind them are hundreds of their sisters.
The heroine warriors from ancient times, the Valkyrie of Odin.
Shikoudi patrolled the battlefield with indifferent eyes, and when she noticed the oncoming nightmare army, a trace of contempt flashed in her lapis lazuli-like eyes.
"Sisters!" She pointed her spear at the opponents who were not in formation, and shouted in a majestic voice: "For Valhalla, for the Hall of Valor, charge!"
Silver lights poured down from the sky. The nightmare army, dragged down by Fini's premeditated use of sluggishness and gravity blessing, was unable to organize effective defenses at all, not to mention that they were not stronger than their opponents in individual strength.
In the era of female worms, the nightmare was still the most powerful existence among the twilight army, but that era, together with the glorious era in which the gods and people were buried, was long gone.
The attacking front arrow of the Valkyries seemed to be a sharp blade, directly passing everything in this army.
The nightmare fell down like it was raining.
"Victory!"
The people in Valhalla screamed with excitement.
The young hunter on the top of the city was also screaming, he was cheering and jumping for joy. Behind him, his father watched the scene in silence, but there was a slight ripple in his heart.
He couldn't help but recalled his boyhood, in that era, Eruin had two real heroes. Everyone has a hope of revival in their hearts. Under the leadership of the two adults, everything seems so beautiful.
The sweat on Baron Dall’s face converged into a stream, and the stream converged into a stream. His face was as pale as a piece of paper, and he looked back at Hollis with pleading eyes, but the wizards didn't even look at him.
Hollis was very disappointed with this person. He didn't expect the Nightmare to play any role now. There were so many Valkyries in his opponent, which they hadn't expected in advance.
And more importantly, this fortress looks intact, and the colleagues who were sent to perform the sabotage task before are estimated to have been more difficult.
He didn't expect the battle to evolve into this scene. This battle has undoubtedly fallen into a bitter battle, and now the only advantage is the army of crystal clusters on the ground. If the rumors are not wrong, the Tonigel people, whether they are the White Lion Guards, cavemen, or those centaur warriors, are far from the opponents of the crystal cluster.
He raised his head.
The canopy of Valhalla's tree is slowly opening, and a huge spherical cavity is revealed in the stretched branches and leaves. The squally wind on the top of the tree blows by, and thousands of sails actually sparkle with sparkling silver light.
That is the fleet of Tonigel people.
The fleet was so powerful that Hollis felt tricky. Its flagship was once the capital ship and command ship in the Kanaiqi floating fleet. The Kanaiqi people simply gifted their spare fleet directly to Tonigel. people. This is the only force on the battlefield that the opponent can determine the situation of the battle, and it must be restricted.
He snapped his fingers, and a small magic circle appeared not far away. A respectful voice came from the slowly rotating disc-shaped magic circle: "Dear Hollis, Gonzalez is waiting for you. Order."
"Let your fleet unfold and seize the upper hand."
"Obviously, may the brilliance of knowledge be with you, sir, bless us easily defeat these hillbillies. Please wait and see."
"Be careful, your opponent is not as weak as you think. I ask you not to take the initiative to attack, try to contain the opponent within the effective range, so that the Tonigelians expose their flanks."
"As you wish, my lord."
Hollis nodded in satisfaction. Although the Banciaians were also mortals, they had a long history of voluntarily becoming vassals of the Sassards, and they were much easier to use than these wild people.
At least they understand the importance of obedience and discipline.
The two huge silver fleets in the sky are looking for their own best positions. The Sasald’s fleet obviously has a lot of advantages. They arrive on the battlefield first, and start their formation first, while the Tonigal fleet But they are still leaving Hong Kong slowly in formation.
"what?"
Hollis was suddenly taken aback.
He saw the Tonigel's fleet attack three by one, flying around outside the port like a swimming fish. This is the classic ground attack formation in the Bugga's naval tactics.
They were clearly still under the attack range of their own fleet, directly ignoring the threat above their heads
"Are the Tonigal people crazy?" Hollis flashed that thought.
The next moment, the Tonigel's fleet fired.
Magic and cannonballs swept across the battlefield like a hurricane, causing a devastating blow to the marching army on the ground. Hundreds of giant crystal clusters were wiped out in this wave of fire.
"No!" Baron Dall's face was almost distorted, he rushed up and grabbed Hollis' arm: "What are your fleets doing, stop them!"
Hollis shook off the guy, and directly fixed him in the air with a spell: "Shut up, I know what to do, you damn idiot!"
In fact, he does not need to give orders. As an experienced old captain, Gonzalez will never give up this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. The Tonigal fleet formed a flashing diamond in the sky, and their muzzles almost all pointed to the ground. No one would show mercy to opponents who would not counterattack.
"Open all gun doors!"
"Let the wizard apprentices all go to the deck!"
Gonzalez dangling his cigarette butt and walked directly onto the deck, giving orders to the entire fleet through the magic circle of magical communication.
He picked up his pocket watch, pointed at the ticking pointer, and said loudly: "I will give you three minutes, and prepare for the salvo in three minutes!"
The Sazard's fleet turned slowly, revealing a neat battle line. Dozens of frigates turned to the flanks along with the main battleship they led, and the sailors opened the artillery doors, revealing countless black holes. Of the hole.
The magic cannons are being pushed up into the cannon positions one by one, and the enchanted ballista on the deck has also adjusted its direction. Each magic array is equipped with war-ready wizards, and the crystals on the heads of the wands in their hands are shining brightly. The brilliance.
"time up!"
"Fire—"
A wall of clouds seemed to rise above the sky. The flames flickered between the clouds, and countless gunfire and magic suddenly broke through the rolling smoke clouds, forming a silver light trail, leading to the Tonigel fleet under the canopy of Valhalla.
Then a deafening roar resounded across the sky.
But the artillery fire did not hit the Tonigel's fleet.
A pale green light barrier slowly unfolded from the entire canopy of Valhalla, "The fortress defense system is deployed, ready to withstand the first wave of attacks, the attack arrives, and the energy transfers to 13.11... 12.07... 11.9... 10.0%, magic power After the reaction is over, the loss report shall be re-stated."
A dazzling flash broke out above the light barrier, but after the explosion of magic and artillery, the smoke slowly dissipated-Valhalla stood still, and the silver fleet under its shelter stood still.
"Hahahaha, they are not our opponents at all!" Monica was rolling on the crystal console excitedly, she waved her fist and screamed at the calm-looking girl: "You are amazing, Valhalla!"
The girl just sorted out Valhalla's damage report blankly, which was a piece of white paper.
Above the city, the young man pressed his chest with a pale face, but he let out a long breath at the last moment. This time, he did not scream, nor yelled excitedly, but suddenly put down his hands calmly, and his hands-clenched his fists.
At that moment, there seemed to be something in the young man's heart, something he had never imagined before.
He finally saw it, it was Eruin's power.
Above the air, the wizards were silent.
The huge fleet of Sasalders was silent for a moment, and even for a moment forgot the second round of shooting.
Hollis watched this scene sinkingly, he slowly stretched out his hand, and a red jade-like staff emerged out of thin air, appearing in his slender snow-white palm.
"I should have known this a long time ago. This is the real power of the jihadist fortress—" He turned his head and glanced over his colleagues one by one: "Come with me, it's time for us to play, let the mortals see Sassa The true power of the elders."