The knight in the abyss

Chapter 396 Air Attack
When the battle on the city wall came to a stalemate, there was a deafening scream in the sky, forcing the archers on the watchtower to cover their ears.

"Vlod!" the defenders heard the herald's growl as soon as the screeching ended. "Beware the top of your head! Archers! Stop them!"

A flock of crows seemed to be flying in the sky, but they quickly grew larger as they approached.These flying demons have huge black wings, a humanoid body structure, and vulture-like bird claws, plus an unbearably loud voice.

The archers on the watchtower immediately turned their targets, and these demons flying in the air were a greater threat.Without the support of projectile firepower, the soldiers on the wall immediately felt pressure increased. The enemy rushed to the top of the wall at a much faster speed than before, but it was difficult for the defenders to improve their killing efficiency.

"Damn it, where's our mage?" Tanis once again entered the complaining mode. He frantically waved the weapon in his hand, and his swordsmanship had been severely deformed due to the decline in physical strength.

"They've been working all the time, it's just that you've shut yourself in a metal can, so you can't feel it." Another human warrior with slightly elf features was speaking, holding a strange crescent-shaped long knife in his hand, With a single dance, the enemy can be disembowelled.

"What?" the knight roared, thrusting the blade into the chest of a coward, and then smashed a big hole in the face of another original demon with the hilt, "I didn't see any lightning or fireball..."

"He's talking about the wind, my friend." Hobison, the monk who was also fighting, was no longer as graceful as before, but his voice was still unhurried, "If it weren't for magic, you and I would have been stunned by now gone."

What the monk said was not false.Most demons have a terrible stench, and though most people struggling to survive in the abyss are used to it, dwarves—dumb and weak demons—elevate body odor to the level of a weapon, and they can A yellow-green gas is expelled from every pore on the whole body. It smells similar to... the smell of mixing the excrement of several different mortal races together and heating it in a cauldron.

It is useless to be in it just by holding your breath, unless you have an extremely strong will and physique, otherwise you must tightly cover your nose.The strong wind that blew up at no time prevented the soldiers from taking such actions, but let their hands continue to hold their weapons, and this was the result of the defenders' spellcasters.

"Okay, but don't they have something else to do?" Tanis yelled angrily, "Or just get rid of those vrou demons!"

"Of course they have." The monk jumped into a large group of demons, swiped two kicks to knock down all the enemies around him, and then used his fist to kill the fallen demons one by one, smashing Say it again, "But once the casters make a move, it means that the situation is already very bad."

In the skies, too, the battle continued.The vlo's objective was clear: to destroy the four counterweight trebuchets atop the fortress.The commanders of the demon legion will not even move their eyelids when they use this thing to smash cannon fodder, but if it is used to attack elite large demons, the effect is still very good. Before putting the main force into battle, these heavy defenders must be eliminated The threat of city equipment.

The protectors are not without air force - all the loves have the ability to transform, and they can all fly after transformation, but Pascole's garrison is mainly humans and elves, and there is only one army in the city that happens to be resting here. The Hong Yan Ai assassin patrol team is all fighting on the city wall at the moment.

Moreover, even if they really dare to take off into the air to fight, they will be surrounded from all directions in an instant because of their absolute numerical disadvantage, so the heavy responsibility of blocking these flying enemies falls on the archers.

This time, however, gravity is no longer the archer's friend. It makes the arrows flying into the sky lose their aim and become less powerful.However, some archers have special magic attached to their bows, which can not be affected by this disadvantage.

Narciso, the half-elf, held one such weapon.His sight locked on a swooping demon, and the right hand holding the bow moved steadily along with the target's trajectory. At the same time, a small whirlwind began to gather on the bowstring, as if helping the user to draw the bow.

His longbow was enchanted by his mother herself, every arrow he shoots will be blessed by the wind, there will be no deflection and deceleration before hitting the target, and the half-elf itself has both the strength of a human and the agility of an elf, Let him give full play to the power of this magic weapon.

When the longbow was pulled to the maximum, Narciso let go of the finger that drew the bow, and the flying arrows made a loud sonic boom, piercing through the target's body like a bolt of lightning.Flomo, who was still diving just now, immediately began to roll irregularly, falling towards the ground uncontrollably.

"Pretty!"

The surrounding elves applauded, but Narciso didn't pay attention to the final outcome of the demon, his eyes were already fixed on the next target.The half-elf fired again, and this time it hit the target too, but this time it missed the killing blow.The figure of the demon dangled in the air, still maintaining its flying posture.

After all, the Flo demon is a real middle-level demon with a very tenacious vitality. If it is not shot through the heart, the flying units in these demon army are enough to withstand dozens of longbow attacks. Power, under ideal conditions, the probability of death when a group of Vlomo launches an air strike together is not high.

But they are demons after all. Once they are put into battle, don't expect them to act according to their original plan.Visibly enraged by the half-elf's attack, the vro gave a sharp growl, turned and lunged at the watchtower, trying to tear the half-elf to pieces with its sharp front claws.

What greeted it was a dense wall of arrows.The shooters are already suffocated because the enemy is too high and too far away, so naturally they will not let go of this target who actively entered the range.The Flomo, who was approaching rapidly, was filled with arrows all over his body in an instant, and then slammed into the wall of the watchtower, and then rolled and fell, knocking over a few unlucky cowards.

The human part of Narciso made him want to poke his head out and spit at the vro's corpse, but the elf part of him thought that would be inelegant.He quickly locked on to the next target, and drew the longbow in his hand again, but felt a sense of powerlessness in his heart—there were too many enemies, even if all the defenders had a magic longbow like him , and it is impossible to prevent the demons from achieving their goals.

Flomo's black wings instantly covered the trebuchets, like vultures landing on a corpse.These demons used both hands and feet, scratching and biting, and when they took off again, there was only a pile of debris left in place, and the powerful defense machinery no longer existed.

In the distance, the low and terrifying horn sounded again, and the tide composed of demons began a new round of surge.

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