Lord Roar

Chapter 401 tragic
In addition to the second frontier army in the middle, who looked like they had been beaten to death, the Flame Dragoon Army and the Wild Hunting Wind Army on both sides also looked crazy. All fighting spirit fighters went to the battlefield, and they did not protect those magicians and big shots. Well, they actually fought together with ordinary Beamon soldiers. You must know that before this, these fighting spirit fighters would usually look for specific opponents, such as the main battle race of Beamon, attack and kill Beamon priests or fight against the magic pets of the priests.

And the wind of the wild hunt actually transported the rare bird-wing ballista to the front line.

This kind of bird-wing ballista is not only rare in number, but also made by the skilled craftsmen and goblins of the powerful elf empire thousands of years ago. In the hands of Lothar Principality.

This time, five units were transported here, and the Principality of Lothar has spent a lot of money.

This long-distance ballista weighs up to 320 pounds. The heavy-duty crossbow string is made of spring steel, and it needs at least three strong men to tighten it with a winch. Although the rate of fire is low and it is not easy to carry, it uses torque as the starting device , and engraved the wind magic of the ancient elves, it can be said to be the best weapon for harvesting human lives on the battlefield, especially for attacking enemies gathered together. All steel plates can be cut off.

However, the cross blades shot by the Birdwing Ballista are all imitations, and they will not rotate for a long time after shooting, nor will they automatically fly back to the Ballista according to the original route.

Even though the crossblade used to launch the blow is an imitation, the bird-wing ballista is genuine. Although it is troublesome to transport, and it is slow to load and fire, every time it is fired, no matter whether the Beamon orc wears armor or not, it will Created a straight open area with hundreds of meters of broken limbs and arms.

And if one of these things is destroyed, there will be one less. Wind of the Wild Hunt has taken out this ancient long-range siege weapon, which shows that he really has a desperate heart.

Allen, who was watching the battle, was very itchy, and Fan Di, the little old man next to Moji, hoped that the other party would come up with two sets.

It's a pity that both the little old man Fan Di and the wild dwarf elder Migard shook their heads helplessly.

Although it was a long time ago, it can be seen how powerful the ancient elves are, and even two masters who are at the top of the industry cannot imitate them.

While Alan was amazed, a sinister thought also popped up in his mind.

After stepping into the portal of the Wild Hunting Wind Legion, Allen directly found Commander Lompard, who was bandaged all over his body and could not get out of the line of fire.

Seeing Allen find him, Lompard's nerves tensed up all over his body, because the guy in front of him was a robber, and he might have taken a fancy to the bird wing ballista.

Allen didn't want to snatch something from the friendly army. If he did, it would not only be bad for his reputation, but also offend the Principality of Lothel. After all, this thing belongs to Lothel's township treasure.

Allen, this guy always thought he had a good reputation.

"Let me have a good time?"

Hearing that the other party was not here to grab something, although Lompad was a little hesitant, he finally agreed helplessly.

Allen, who was brought to the front line by Lompard, walked behind the bird-wing ballista, kicked away roughly by two burly human strongmen, and poured out a lot of it from the necklace of different space Burn the bottle, and after opening the bottle cap, sprinkle the high-concentration alcohol inside on the cross blade.

Lompard and a group of human officers operating the bird-wing ballista tightened their hearts, fearing that this rude guy would be damaged by the bird-wing ballista.

Allen moved quickly, and before the people around him came up to stop him, he waved at Tilda, then slammed his fist at the hammer.

The cross blade spins fast, but fires slowly.

After Tilda ignited a rocket and fired it, she passed the crossblade propagating at high speed in mid-air.

With a "bang", the cross blade burst out with dazzling fire, and then countless sparks began to fly to the surroundings indiscriminately.

The flaming crossblade whirled and swayed flames, continuously cutting out a vacuum zone of hundreds of meters, and the surrounding Behemoth warriors were also splashed by the bursting flames.

"Haha!" Allen kicked over the iron box full of incendiary bottles and shouted, "Scatter it all on the crossblade and let the archers shoot rockets!"

A group of strong men operating the bird-wing ballista looked at each other, and Lompard nodded helplessly when he saw Allen looking at him impatiently.

A moment later, the crossblade, which was already extremely lethal in a straight line, flew into the crowd of charging Beamon orc warriors again with flames.

In addition to the stumped limbs and arms everywhere, there are countless black charred corpses.

The fighting lasted all night, with heavy losses on both sides.

Behemoth's army's giant war beasts and sacrificial pets all suffered casualties, but the casualty rate was not high, because after midnight, almost all the heavy crossbows of the second frontier army were fired. They seemed to be just trying to stop the orcs from charging. Instead of eliminating high-end armed forces.

Many grassroots soldiers died in battle, but they were still within the tolerance of the Blood Lion Prince. The Liger Guards, which were the attacking team, also lost several lives.

The casualties of the two armies of Beamon were very heavy. The two priests' magic pets were cut in half by the bird-wing ballista. The Bell bears among the main battle races suffered nearly a hundred casualties, and the fang wolf cavalry was defeated. a squadron.

However, the loss of the human race is even greater, because the priests jointly released the elemental shielding circle, the human magician is useless, and the large-scale war song halo of the Beamon priest cannot be swayed, especially the magic pet of the sacrifice, can only rely on Physical force for physical attack.

So this night's battle has almost become a regular armed forces battle.

Without the support of magicians, the human soldiers were inherently at a disadvantage. More than 2 people died in the Wind of the Wild Hunting Legion.

Of the five bird-wing ballistas, two were damaged and one was taken away. Lompard looked bad.

Because in addition to being snatched by the Bimon Olephant under the cover of the magic pet, there is another one that was smashed by Allen Yiyi with too much force, and the other one was ignited in advance by flaming arrows. burnt out.

Lompard suddenly remembered the title of Alan's Son of Chaos, where there is him, there is bad luck.

The Flame Dragoon Legion and a group of miscellaneous troops had the least casualties because of the intervention of the Holy See Winged Knights.

In addition to their powerful mobility, these winged knights can also hover in the air. Because they use the magic of penetrating darkness, they will not be affected by the elemental shielding circle. Unfortunately, all of them are single-target attack spells.

But even so, they also sniped and killed many Beamon main battle races in the air.

When the sun rose the next day, the largest legion battle since the beginning of the war finally came to an end.

The three armies of the human race are united into one, and they will not retreat.

Bimon continued to divide into three armies, preparing to encircle the human army with the momentum of encirclement.

However, under the command of the blood lion prince, the Beamon orc warriors did not rush forward, but moved forward in a fan-like manner with his cautious posture, and did not charge again.

When the Beamon orcs thought that the human race was tired and began to treat the wounded, the human race army launched a charge again, and this time the barbarian race also joined the battle with the battle guardian beast.

In terms of high-intensity and continuous combat, the orcs have a great advantage over the human race. Unfortunately, after the barbarians intervened, this advantage was evened out.

Nearly a thousand battle guardian beasts, [-] barbarians, including the four major tribes and other elite warriors as the vanguard, began to attack the Beamon army. The human army sent all the archers and other long-range suppression arms to cover, including the winged knights, etc. Followed by.

The bloody battle began again, and it continued for another day.

This time the losses on both sides were even greater.

The barbarians died in countless battles, and many brave barbarian fighters fell on this hot land where they were born and raised.

The blood snake tribe among the four tribes was almost wiped out, and chief Billy was seriously injured and fell into a coma.

Under the leadership of the previous generation chief Johnny, the lion tribe resisted the Beamon war behemoth, losing more than half of it, and Johnny's battle guardian Beamon behemoth was also beaten to death.

The Nighthawk Tribe cooperates with the Holy See Wing Knights to kill the main battle race of Beamon.

The female barbarian warriors led by Giselle wandered around on both sides of the battlefield to support and rescue the wounded.

After nightfall, the two sides finally died down, and the barbarians retreated to the human army.

Behemoth also began to shrink his troops and gave up the strategy of encircling the three-way army.

The two sides faced each other thousands of yards apart.

If we talk about last night's battle, Beamon's loss is still within the acceptable range of the blood lion prince, but after dawn, he went through another day of bloody battle, and the death rate of the major legions has exceeded his estimate, and this loss The level is completely what should appear in the final decisive battle between the two races.

If it is said that Behemoth suffered heavy losses, then besides heavy losses, the morale of the major legions of the human race is even lower.

One night, one day, and a whole day of bloody battles, the Beamon orcs did not take a step back.

The grassroots soldiers of the human race don't know why the top commanders asked them to countercharge in this strategically meaningless place, and even paid such a high price. Is it just to protect the chief tribe?

The grassroots soldiers couldn't figure it out, and couldn't figure it out.

Humans had no more troops than Beamon, and their individual combat power was even worse, and magicians could not support them. Moreover, after a day and night of fighting, the losses of the human race were far higher than Beamon's.

Morale was extremely low, and almost everyone lost their fighting spirit. Outside their homes, on this empty and wild ancient plain, they fought against the enemy outside the country, but there was no hope of victory.

And the Great Pope, who rushed to the front line from the Holy Light Castle, has long lost his previous calm appearance.

He originally wanted to fight for three days for the Bloodhoof Tribe, even if it was only two days as Allen said, but after only one day, the loss far exceeded his expectations, and the major legions could not last for two days at all. .

The weather, the location, and the harmony of people, none of them take advantage of it, and the human soldiers are not suitable for a decisive battle with the orcs in the open terrain of Yimapingchuan.

At this time, the Pope was very remorseful, regretting that he easily listened to Allen's proposal.

If they fought a defensive battle in the Fort of Holy Light as planned, even if the loss was so high and the death rate was so high, at least they would be able to wipe out a lot of orcs' vital forces, and there would be continuous support from the rear, but what about now?

The orcs just lost some main battle races, a few priests and a few magic pets.

Although there were tens of thousands of piggies and wolf cavalry corpses left on the battlefield, the morale of the opponent was still high, while the morale and fighting spirit of one's own side plummeted.

In the military tent, Hachas suggested hoarsely: "Leave the two legions behind and return to the Fort of Holy Light. Now, there is still time!"

The Pope opened his mouth, and Alan's annoying face appeared in his mind,
At this time, the Great Pope thought of the Son of Chaos who defeated the Cavalry Beast Legion with zero casualties, the Chief Bloodhoof who defeated the [-] Beamon advance army in half a day, and thought of the one who cut Beamon behind the enemy. The heavy hob meat finally shook his head slightly.

Hathas sighed and asked, "How long will it take!"

"One day!" The Great Pope gritted his teeth and said, "One day later, I will personally go to the front line to supervise the battle, and the two giant dragons of the Holy Mountain will also assist you in defending!"

Hathas did not speak, nodded silently and left the military tent.

There was nothing for a night, and the two sides did not make any further contact, not even sending out scouts.

On the second day, the soldiers of the two clans took up their weapons again, formed a battle formation, and were ready to go.

(End of this chapter)