Black-haired Knight King of Chaldea

Chapter 309 Defending the City

"Boom!"

The cannonball engraved with the magic formula was fired, and the black hole of the muzzle exaggeratedly emitted hot white smoke, and the cannonball turned into a magic light beam, and rushed towards the flying dragon army.

The flying dragon team in charge of the guerrilla roared, separated three flying dragons, and used their bodies as shields to bear the damage instead of the death squads that destroyed the city wall.

The dragon scales were scorched by magic power, the heat was overloaded, the flesh and blood were scorched, and they gave off a foul smell.

The flying dragon let out a wailing sound, couldn't control its direction, and slammed into the city wall, bursting into a mass of blood.The near-death collision had an effect, and the city wall trembled exaggeratedly as if it had been attacked by artillery fire.

"Don't stop! The shelling works! Keep shooting!"

Second Lieutenant Buwanaba screamed loudly. He was not tall and looked like a teenager, but now he looked even younger because of his anxiety.He himself also picked up a rifle that had been enchanted by the French caster, and shot blindly at Fei Longhai.

aim?Not required.There are too many enemies, no matter how you fight, you can hit them.The difference is a matter of efficiency.Save bullets?Save a fart, you have to save your life first and then talk about the future problems!

If you fight like this, you may not be able to win!
No matter how hard the French army tried, they were first frightened by the numbers, and then mentally stressed by the frequent harassment of flying dragons in the past few days.

The previous attack by the flying dragon had an effect, the magic shield in the sky became thinner and thinner, and it trembled every time the flying dragon attacked the city wall.

(No way. It's over.)
Every time the protective shield trembled, every French soldier trembled in his heart.

"Hmm...the efficiency is a bit low...then, Yu will do it himself."

Seemingly sensing the disadvantage of the flying dragon in the siege battle, the dragon rider sighed, pinched the flying dragon's neck with his legs, and commanded it to charge down.

Generally speaking, for army commanders, the most taboo thing is to go deep alone, especially go deep alone.

However, this [General] is obviously not suitable for the dark servant in front of him.

I saw him tugging at the reins in mid-air, stepping on the flying dragon's head with one foot, pushing hard, and jumping up.

The flying dragon's head, which he used as a stepping stone, exploded. The flying dragon turned into a corpse and hit the city wall at high speed like a shell.

However, the moment he touched the city wall——

puff!
It's not a crashing sound.But the sound of tearing.

The body of the flying dragon was deformed.

The crimson blood seemed to have turned into some kind of alien existence, and the half-frozen blood turned into sharp piles, turning the body of the flying dragon into something like a huge meteor hammer.

The bloody piles and nails mercilessly crushed the masonry they came into contact with, and in an instant, more than half of the city wall collapsed.The black-clothed servant stepped on the falling and flying bricks and took off again with his strength. The dark figure had already stood on the city wall.

Holding a spear in his hand, two silver arcs suddenly appeared, and all the French soldiers around him lost their heads.From the part where the neck should be, the blood was pumped by the heart and sprayed out along the incision!Like a circle of cruel blood fountains!Flying into the air, the blood fell along the gravity, and turned into countless fine blood swords. The blood spikes that had been seen once before appeared again, and the surrounding French army suffered heavy casualties.

The black-clothed servant rolled up his cloak and made a rather noble appearance. On the ground behind him, the blood pooled into a river, and as his magic power infected it, it turned into sharp spikes and pierced out from the French army's feet. , through the body, and finally pierced through the throat and head, completely piercing the person into a column of human flesh! !
In just an instant, more than 30 people were already pierced by the stakes beside the pitch-black servant!Skewered by blood piles, like meat kebabs waiting to be grilled, while making a muffled sound of gurgling, while waving their arms wildly with the last strength!

Dance of death!

"Wow! No way! I don't want to die!!"

Where had the French soldiers seen such a terrifying sight?

The fear of death, the fear of the death of comrades-in-arms, and the fear of unknown powerful monsters all emerged, crushing the mood of the French soldiers.

A soldier suddenly wailed like this, dropped the cannonball in his hand, and was about to run into the city.One person's actions instantly inspired everyone's courage.

In many cases, everyone is not [don't want to do it], but [don't want to be the first to do it].As the saying goes, shoot the bird that stands out.Especially for things like escaping, under normal circumstances, escaping should be dealt with by military law.When encountering a deserter, the general has the right to shoot him down.So no one dared to take the lead in running.

On the contrary, if there really is one who takes the lead, then others...

Visible to the naked eye, the soldiers broke up on the stormed eastern wall.There was a whooping sound, and everyone fled in all directions.

At the beginning, there were some silly French soldiers who were worried about being dealt with by the military law standing blankly beside the artillery, not daring to escape, but the kind-hearted soldier next to him slapped him on the back hard and shouted: "Look! What a god! Run! Your life is at stake!"

In a word, the rationality of the remaining people was crushed, and the entire city wall was in chaos.Some people were even crushed to the point of falling, trampled to death, or pushed off the city wall to death.

Very tragic.

The fear of these people has reached the limit.

No matter who it was, even Second Lieutenant Buwanabah sat on the ground with a puff, his teeth chattering, his legs were too soft to move, he could only rub his buttocks and move back.

"Don't, don't come here! Please, don't, don't kill me... Wow... Please!"

He doesn't care about dignity anymore. If the opponent is a human being, he still has the power to fight. He won't be so useless. However, if the opponent is a follower, or a follower with extremely exaggerated fighting power, he has no intention of resisting. None, I just want to beg for mercy, begging the other party to show mercy.

"Huh, spineless guy."

He sneered, looked at the city wall under his feet, and ignored him.

This kind of spineless guy will definitely die in the subsequent melee, he is very sure.There's no need to kill him specifically.

Besides, the guy with backbone, isn't he here?
The black-clothed servant snorted and aimed at the city wall itself.

Blood flowed on the city wall, and as weapons of the servants in black, they all turned into sharp spikes and spread down the city. In less than a moment, most of the solid city wall collapsed, and Second Lieutenant Buwanaba was also involved in the fall of the city wall. , was suppressed by layers of bricks and stones, and fell into a coma.

"Hey, this is too exaggerated. Hey. I'm in a hurry or I'm late."

Between the ruined walls, thick smoke rose, and in the blood mist, a tall man pushed through the clouds and broke in, while sighing with self-blame.

The battle ax in his hand fell, and the blond man pointed at the black-clothed servant opposite him.

"Let me ask you, are you the enemy general?"

"Hahahaha, interesting, finally an interesting guy came. That's right. Yu is the commander of the Southern Legion, the vanguard of the Evil Dragon Legion. Do you... want to be [punctured] by Yu too?"

In the smoke screen, Sakata Kintoki's body stood reliably in the ruins of the ruins, he was speechless, and said angrily: "In other words, it's enough to knock you down! The conclusion is so easy, but it's a big help! After all, I'm not good at thinking!"

As he spoke, he kicked up and kicked out the huge fragments of the city wall that weighed seven or eight kilograms. The black-clothed servant smiled disdainfully, dodged to avoid it, and snapped his fingers.

After destroying the city wall, the defensive enchantment had already opened a big hole. He gave the dragon army an order to rush in from here, and then he picked up his spear and pointed it at the opponent.

"Come! Come here!"

The only ones who can stop the followers are the followers!

(End of this chapter)