Dozens of low-level mages rushed to the city wall. They were all imperial soldiers responsible for guarding Tide City, and they had also learned about the repair of magic cannons. Therefore, these people came up with two tasks. One was to see where the faults of the magic energy cannons were and to see if they could be repaired in a short time. Another task is to help the guards on the city wall suppress the Hawke Empire's offensive.
"No, the built-in energy source has been completely destroyed, and there is no way to repair it in a short time!" The mages quickly came to a conclusion.
"Damn it! How did they do it? There isn't even a single scar on this magic cannon. How could the fire crystal inside lose its effect?" A mage looked very puzzled.
"It may be that the low temperature caused the failure of the molten spar. I can't think of any other reason other than this." Another mage held his chin in thought.
"You mean these molten fire crystals are damaged due to the 'low temperature' in summer? Don't be kidding me! I was too hot to sleep last night! How could the molten fire crystals fail?" The first mage seemed unable to explain this. convince.
The second mage frowned: "How do I know this kind of thing? I didn't design this magic cannon. If you want to ask, ask the dean!"
"You!" the first mage was furious.
"That's enough!" A small officer standing next to the two of them yelled angrily: "You two should show me the occasion for your quarrel! The Yankees are about to attack. Since the magic cannon cannot be repaired immediately, , then do something for me to resist the Yankee attack! Damn it, why are the guys from the magic academy just chirping here?"
The two young mages looked at each other. They originally wanted to punish the officer who had offended them. But looking at the black mass of Hawke Empire soldiers and the gloomy faces of the surrounding Stoker soldiers. The two of them ultimately wisely chose not to have a seizure.
This scene has been repeated countless times on the walls of Haichao City, but no matter how reluctant the mages are, they do not dare to act as they please in the face of a formidable enemy. So in the end, these mages stood on the city wall obediently and began to use their own spells to suppress the Hawke Empire's attack.
Mages are the rarest and noblest group of people in the world. Ordinary people fear them, other warriors respect them, and even those in power in society cherish them. For example, if mages are taken prisoner, they will not be easily killed unless they have committed a heinous crime. This unwritten rule is common between the two empires.
Therefore, although these mages reluctantly obeyed the commander's orders and started fighting, their perfunctory performance was almost obvious. This once again angered the bloody fighting of the Stoke garrison.
"Pay attention! Your fireball didn't even kill anyone! Isn't a mage as useful as an archer?!" An officer couldn't help scolding.
"What's the matter? Controlling fireballs is much more difficult than using bows and arrows. Why don't you give it a try?" The mage rolled his eyes, looking careless.
"You are passively responding! You will be court-martialed when you return!" the officer was furious.
"Then please stay alive until I get back." The mage smiled sinisterly. He turned and walked to the officer's side and whispered: "I am a mage, so even those Yankees will not make things too difficult for me. If I cooperate, you can eat, drink and live a good life over there. But what about you? You are just an eighth-level warrior who has just entered the intermediate level. There are a lot of people of this level in the north. You What do you think will happen to you if you are captured?"
"You!" The officer tried his best to restrain his urge to strike him with a sword. He reluctantly said: "This city may not be lost."
"Don't lie to yourself. The main reason why we have been able to survive until now is that we have magic cannons to rely on. But now that the magic cannons have been destroyed, just relying on a few thousand of you to resist the Hawke Empire An army of 60,000? Idiots’ dreams must have a limit, right?” The mage made a bloody analysis and continued: “Moreover, the magic cannons are also handed over to you city wall guards at night. Fifty magic cannons They were all destroyed. Even if Tide City can hold on this time, you guys will inevitably be thrown out as scapegoats by the adults and killed. Oh, I'm sorry, I just realized that after saying this, you are all dead. . I speak too bluntly, please forgive me."
"..." The officer was silent, because the mage was telling the truth, and he had no way to refute it. He served the empire and fought bravely for the empire, but no matter how hard he tried, would he still be dead in the end
"If you are reincarnated, remember to be a mage next time." The mage looked at the officer's angry expression with satisfaction.
But after a while, all the expressions on the officer's face disappeared, and he said calmly to the mage: "If you are reincarnated, remember not to turn your back to the battlefield next time."
Then, the officer ducked sideways. Then the mage who was facing him just now was hit by a sudden flying stone. This guy was smashed into meat by the huge stone without even making a groan. Only half of his body was still exposed and twitching unconsciously.
"Bah! Idiot! You are just a low-level mage, but you really put yourself in the sky? People on the battlefield don't care whether you are a mage or not!" The officer got up and couldn't help but spat and cursed at the mage's body. .
Although the stone made a lot of noise just now, not many soldiers were moved by it. They were all numbly carrying out their commander's orders like emotionless machines, shooting arrows one after another at the soldiers of the Hawke Empire. However, the other two mages saw the scene where the officer refused to save him. They kept looking here, not knowing what they were thinking.
The long siege ladder has been set up on the city wall, and the officer also drew his long sword: "The enemy is coming up soon. Get ready! Let these northern idiots know how powerful we are!"
"Ouch!"
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Rondo exerted all his strength, and his huge body gained an upward speed under the power of his arms. Rondo used this speed to jump directly from the siege ladder to the city wall.
"Kill him!" The officer waved his sword and was the first to rush forward.
"I just killed an officer under the city, why did another one pop out now?" Rondo frowned his thick eyebrows, and then fought with five or six Stoke people.
Although the local people are much larger than themselves, how can Rondo's strength be comparable to them? With his strength, he would have no problem even becoming a captain. However, this man has never been reused because of his bad temper, disobedience to discipline, troublemaking, bravery and many other shortcomings. It wasn't until he met Kordak half a year ago that this man became the greatest officer in his life - squadron leader.
"Drink!" Rondo let out a mighty battle cry, and then swung his huge two-handed sword in a circle. The Stoker soldiers who originally besieged him and the officer were killed by him with one sword.
With Londo's violent cleaning, many Hawke Empire soldiers also took the opportunity to climb the city wall. Gradually, the Stoke garrison on Tide City became a little unable to withstand it.
"I surrender!" A low-level mage shouted loudly when he saw Rondo coming towards him in a menacing manner.
"Surrender?" Rondo was stunned. Surrender before the battle is over
"I am a mage, and I now ask you to give me the treatment that a mage deserves!" The mage revealed his identity with a bit of pride.
But he didn't expect that Rondo's eyes turned red when he heard this. He directly cut off the head of the proud mage with a sword. Then he cursed at his corpse: "Damn it, mage, you are so arrogant! Our leader was seriously injured because of the conspiracy of you Stoker mages! Let's take a good breath today!"
In fact, the reason why Rondo worked so hard today is because he has not participated in the war for a long time. On the other hand, it was also because the mid-level mage officer who severely injured Kordak last time was not only not executed after being captured, but was instead served with delicious food and drinks by the Hawke Empire. Except for the lack of personal freedom, his life is even more nourishing than that of Tarondo.
At that time, this guy was so angry that he wanted to make a scene, if Heizi, Eberron and Vera hadn't tried their best to stop him. I'm afraid this guy is going to go straight to General Manhattan's military tent!
snort! Intermediate mages can't be killed, and prisoners can't be killed, so we should be able to kill these low-level mages who are attacking us now, right
As soon as he thought of this, Rondo began to fight while looking around with his bell-like eyes. Whenever he saw a Stoker in a cloth robe, the guy seemed naked. Female color. He pounced like a wolf. Along the way, he actually killed three low-level mages!
"Haha! Another sissy in a cloth robe! Can you show me another trick?" Rondo approached the fourth mage with a grin.
"I am a mage, I surrender, and I demand the treatment a mage deserves!" the mage said with a trembling voice.
"Don't mention the treatment to me. Here, the only treatment for a mage is death!" Rondo raised his two-handed sword. This giant sword had already curled up after an unknown amount of time of slashing. Moreover, the originally sharp blade had been completely covered by blood, turning into a blood-red weapon.
"Go to hell!" Tired of beheading every time, Rondo decided to split this guy in two from top to bottom.
The giant sword fell with unparalleled power, but a dark long sword suddenly appeared. Soon enough, at that critical moment, the low-level mage saw that the black sword just lifted it lightly, and then completely relieved Rondo of his strength. Moreover, Rondo, who was as strong as an ox, seemed to He stumbled as if he had hit a wall, and almost sat on the ground.