Devil's Journey

Chapter 137 Attacking the Camp Wall
Leila turned her head and looked at the succubus Ya'er standing beside Julian on the throne. She couldn't help frowning. It wasn't because the opponent's spell was cast incorrectly, but because she realized that she was a little jealous.

It seems that this kind of jealousy shouldn't exist in her heart, but it actually appeared, making Leila quite irritable, and even a little emotional. It is probably the kind of bloody fight in front of her, but her husband Hold the grievance of Xiaosan you love me behind your back.

The cannon fodder little devils rushed up, and some of the bronze-rank elite little devils were officers of the cannon fodder team, wearing the better-looking chain armor they bought, and grasping the magic abyss magic to bless them. The filthy weapons drove the cannon fodder forward bravely.

He encouraged the little devils with low and evil demonic language. The words were generally similar to appointing officials and rewards, as well as stimulating and intimidating such as breaking the camp and killing, retreating and being killed, and so on.

Very old fashioned and practical pre-war motivation.

Anyway, the little devils with poor brains can't understand too many other things, especially under the blessing of a scarlet halo, the little devils can't remember anything else, and their minds are all about rushing in and killing.

Ya'er exhaled softly, her beautiful face was a bit tired, Julian quickly stretched out her arms to wrap her arms around Ya'er, then gently asked for her warmth, and at the same time reproached with some distress: "They are all worthless little devils, why do you have to do this?" It was a waste of mana, you must be tired."

"I just want to help you." Ya'er lowered her head and rested her head on Julian's chest, and said softly, with a touch of fascination in her eyes. After transforming into a succubus, Ya'er unknowingly became more and more used to it. My own identity, the identity of a demon, and the sense of identity with human beings are gradually disappearing inadvertently.

At the same time, I have become more and more fond of the 'gentle' Julian. Of course, Ya'er also knows that Julian may not be as 'good' as he said, but at least he is not so bad, except maybe a little lecherous Besides, I haven't done anything bad.

Ya'er didn't realize that she had subconsciously beautified Julian as much as possible, just like shooting an arrow first and then drawing a target. The soul erosion from the magic marks and magic lines only became a little slower, not ineffective.

Of course, Julian's strategy is not useless, at least it speeds up Ya'er's love speed, and what's even more amazing is that as Ya'er gradually returns to her heart, her strength is getting closer and closer to legend, and Julian is temporarily still Did not figure out the reason, could it be because of his charm?
Just when Julian was hugging Ya'er tenderly, the cannon fodder team had already rushed up the ramp. Because of the narrow terrain, two thousand little devils formed a long and crowded charge formation, and many ladders were discarded. , the little devils rushed up to deliver the head in a mess.

The walls and gates of the Gnoll camp are all made of tall and sturdy logs, covered with dark brown rammed earth, and strengthened with special witchcraft, which actually blocked the bombardment of those legal demons, with only a little damage unimportant place.

On the seven or eight meter high barracks wall, under the cover of the heavy shield hand, the wolf man archers continuously pierced the deadly arrows into the chaotic little devils, and some powerful elite archers even aimed at them from a long distance. Those French demons who took turns shooting.

But the effect is not too great, because the distance is long, and the demons are also prepared, but it is better than nothing, even if the demons are not shot, they can still give some interference.

The little devils gathered outside the camp wall were not intimidated by those deadly arrows. Under the blessing of the group's exciting spells, the timidity of the little devils was almost suppressed to the lowest level, and they all looked like big devils. Confident and arrogant.

Amidst the howling sound, little devils climbed up several wooden ladders that were built in a hurry. These dexterous monkey-like little devils flapped their short wings to help them climb quickly. From time to time, some little devils were caught The arrow pierced through the vitals, and then fell down the wooden ladder.

But it doesn't matter, there will be more little devils with scarlet magic eyes, bravely crowding and climbing up, afraid?nonexistent.

A few elite little devils who know some low-level magic will also randomly throw some similar small fireballs, secondary frost blades, poisonous smoke bombs, etc. on the top of the city.

However, the impact of the little devils is doomed to be futile. After all, the strength of the gnolls defending the city is not weak. The strength of adult and strong wolves is similar to that of orcs, and they are all bronze-ranked. Most of them are black iron ranks, and it can be said that the whole people are soldiers.

Among the 1000 wolf men, there are more than [-] wolf men who can fight with crude weapons, and more than [-] of them are bronze-rank wolf men. This force can already dominate one side in the mountains.

But it is a pity that the strength of the attacking demon army is even stronger. More than 3000 of the more than 1000 demons are of the bronze rank.

What's more important is that the demons are willing to die. For Julian, these demons can be used as waste after they die, and they can continue to glow and glow as materials. It means that the days to come will be sad.

On the top of the city, some heavily armored wolf man warriors wearing thick iron-inlaid leather armor, holding iron-inlaid large shields and chain hammers, smashed the heads of all the little devils who climbed up the wooden ladder.

Layla stared closely at the little devils who kept attacking the city with ants, but were hammered to death one after another, thinking about the timing in her heart.

"Send an order to let Berg lead the spell-casting team forward thirty steps, bombard the city with spells, and shoot three rounds of rapid fire."

At the same time, Leila ordered the demons of the commando team to be ready, because there are many types of demons and it is difficult to command, so Leila simply divided them into the cannon fodder team and the flying team according to the combat habits of the demons. Commandos, spellcasting teams, etc., then led by different demonic officers.

The commando team has the largest number of demons, um, the most except for the cannon fodder team. More than 600 bronze-rank demons who are good at melee fighting are gathered together. A dozen silver-rank demons are officers, each leading thirty or forty demons. Standing in front of the formation and ready to attack at any time.

As the eighth master, Lihuo Moberg, although he has not advanced to gold, has high qualifications after all, so he has become the commander of the spell-casting team, but his status is higher than other demon officers in the spell-casting team.

The commander of the commando is a demon-killer with two horns on his head and a demon tail behind him, but he has no magic wings, wears a dark plate armor, and is a little taciturn. Although he likes to kill, he is not lacking in reason. The demon officer used.

(End of this chapter)