Lord of War

  There is such a sentence on the Marvel Continent.

  On the battlefield, only magicians can deal with magicians.

  Because the magician’s strategic deterrence is too great, although their attack range is not as far as the archer, but they have a large-scale lethality that the archer can’t do. Especially the large-scale magic circle formed by the mage legion, the power is even more terrifying-but in this level of war, the magicians are not used to kill each other, but to contain them.

  So the correct interpretation of this sentence on the Marvel Continent is that only the magician can interfere with the magical array of the magician on the battlefield.

  It is precisely because of this that magicians are the most precious talents on the Marvel Continent, and they are usually only seen in wars of a certain weight level. At the moment, this is a secret contest between the two lords, and it is obviously not up to the scale that requires a magician to take action. Most nobles who can have a real place can afford to raise one or two magicians, although their strength is not high. , But by no means an apprenticeship level.

  As for the nobles with real power, there will never be less magicians, but the strength is high or low. On the contrary, those powerful nobles have different magicians under their command, and some even have only one or two. But the strength of these magicians is unparalleled. Basically one is used as two or three, which is not too big. The problem.

  Asuna has three magicians under her command, all high-ranking silver, similar to her own rank, all belong to the level of being able to break through to the lower-level gold at any time.

  The enemy did not expect that there was a magician in the current war, which was completely beyond everyone's expectations!

  A four-level magic fireball burned more than 30 people. Although it was because of the concentration of the number of people, this also proved the terrifying ability of the magician on the battlefield from the side. At this moment, the second renju fireball had also whizzed out. The target of the attack this time was about 180 meters in front of Cecilia. This position was also the place where the arrows were shot the most.

  After the three fireballs blasted down, the flames produced were enough to burn everything around. Several human-shaped torches that could not dodge ran out from behind the trees, screaming and falling down. Cecilia didn't know how many people were killed by the renju fireball this time, but if an opponent who was prepared and defensive came along, she shouldn't fall down so many people like the first time.

  Only William, after observing the shooting frequency and number of arrows, he meditated in his heart: fifty.

  At least 50 people, few people died and many injured.

  Cecilia's small face was pale, and the two consecutive casts of fireballs almost emptied the magic power in her body. William’s judgment has always been very accurate. With Cecilia’s level he can only cast fireballs three times at most, and then fainted due to exhaustion of mana. This is not a good thing for a magician—at least, in the Marvel Continent. All magicians on the Internet think so, only Sean doesn't think so.

   And Cecilia has also tried, the depletion of magic power will indeed cause a stronger reaction than a hangover, but it will also stimulate the growth of magic and mental power, although it is slow but it is indeed effective. It's just that she is currently in the war, and she can't really exhaust all her magic power, because it will make her a burden and a burden. What Cecilia fears most is to become a burden and a burden to Sean.

  Her gaze searched on the battlefield, and then fixed on Sean who was about one hundred thirty or forty meters ahead.

  Shaun smashed an arrow that was shot at him. Several steel-winged guards immediately rushed up and erected their shields to protect Shaun and Anno. The surrounding northern barbarians also seemed to have found the backbone, and they began to turn like a precision gear, forming a steel barrier, and the two who were protected in the crowd were their new and old generations. The unitary length.

   "Youchang, I'm sorry..." Anno panted, still showing a smirk on his face, but a little bit more embarrassed, "I couldn't complete the task..."

"Shut up!" Sean roared roughly, and he threw the long sword in his hand to the ground. At this moment, this magic weapon worth more than ten thousand gold is not even as important as Anno in his eyes, "Hurry up. Lie down for me, it hurts like this, why are you doing so desperately!"

   "The meal is full, I will do my best." Anno still smiled smirkly, with no sign of weakness, only sincere.

Sean didn't speak, just stretched out his hand to break the arrow that hadn't been drawn out of his body. This technique was only learned after Tindes led the First World War. Those veterans also knew a little bit of battlefield first aid. . After this last night, he took off his clothes and tore them into strips of cloth, and then bandaged them on Anno's body, but the means to stop the bleeding was still a little worse after all.

   "Youchang, this, it really hurts." Annuo was still smiling, with a grinning appearance. He was talking about the arrow, "I'm tired, I'm afraid I will fall asleep when I lie down."

   "Don't sleep!" Sean shouted in a deep voice.

A fancy dress was broken into rags. In addition to Anno, there were a dozen other people who were injured, ranging from light to heavy. Sean’s clothes were obviously not enough to wrap up. Priority should be given to those with slightly more severe injuries, but the most serious ones. Wei had already died on his knees, but he still held the shield with his body, holding on to the last promise. All the northern barbarians did not speak, they were like silent volcanoes, not not erupting, but the time had not yet arrived.

   "You return to William." Sean continued to say in a deep voice, "Bring all the wounded back!"

   "Youchang! I can still fight!" Anno was anxious.

   "This is an order." After Shaun left the last sentence, he immediately left the battlefield and rushed towards an enemy he was staring at.

  After performing light body surgery, Sean's speed was extremely fast. He just touched his toes slightly on the ground, and the whole person flew out, leaping over a distance of tens of meters below this point. This is not a question of explosive power, but Sean’s weight tends to zero infinitely, so there is no hindrance. Several arrows of misjudgment are shot behind him, and then Sean’s long sword is swung. A head fluttered up, and the archer's forward stature even ran a few steps before he fell down.

   behind.

The steel wings of the fourth squad escorted 17 other people including Anno to quickly retreat back. Some of these people were seriously injured, and some were injured very lightly, but in fact, apart from Anno and others Apart from a few, the remaining people still have the strength to continue fighting. It's just that Sean knows that Anno is not a teacher's child, and he will definitely not return to heal his injuries, so he can only be suppressed and sent back.

  From the heart, Sean doesn’t want Anno to die so soon.

  This is a rare Northland barbarian who is extremely intelligent.

  Ahead.

  Alfred in a black armor, holding a flame-like halberd in one hand, rushed to the forefront of the battle line with an order of "being ready". He is like a tiger rushing into the flock of sheep. The red light shining and flowing between them will inevitably take the life of at least one enemy. It is not that there is no archer shooting arrows at him, but even the three-sided armor is broken. Arrows can't shoot through his heavy armor, let alone the ordinary arrows in the hands of these archers?

  As long as it was not an arrow aimed at his head, Alfred completely ignored it by relying on the heavy armor on his body. Compared to Sean's lightness and swiftness, Alfred's open and close movements are as brave as a **** of heaven.

  Forty soldiers with steel wings, like wolves and tigers, just followed Alfred's back and rushed to kill. Most of the time, they couldn’t get any exploits. Alfred would have rushed over and crossed the opponents when they found a person. When the flames flashed, they were divided into two pieces. , So that when they found the enemy, they immediately threw the spear in their hands.

  I learned this hand from Anno.

  For these northern barbarians, the spear in the right hand and the heavy shield in the left hand are simply not worth a visit. And with Alfred as the leader, the courage of these northern barbarians is even more fearless. Most of the arrows they shoot are blocked by heavy shields, and the few that hit the body are only slightly injured, as long as they don’t hit the key. , Unlike Anno, they still have the power to fight again. Only a few of the arrows accidentally broke the arrows with too much force, will they feel the intense pain on their bodies.

  A sharp knife led by Alfred, from right to left, like a cheese slice, ploughed the enemy fiercely.

  The flames burned out by Cecilia’s fireballs formed a watershed, just like William’s previous paintings.

In the inner circle of the line of fire, it was Sean who was clearing his opponents. After Anno and the more injured Northland Barbarians were sent down, nearly 30 Northland Barbarians immediately returned to the front and began to assist Sean in cleaning up the remnants. Enemy. They learned from Anno's one-handed gun, as long as there is an enemy's trail, it is thrown with one shot. Even if the enemy is not killed, it is enough to start the enemy out.

  Because there will be Sean rushing over to intercept.

  As for the outer circle of the line of fire, after being ploughed by Alfred once, he has already started ploughing a second time.

As for the first front on the left, William was the least worried, because with the cooperation of nearly a hundred archers and twenty steel-winged soldiers, it was the front that collapsed the fastest, waiting to be with Alfred. Left and right pincers to the center, and the enemies remaining in the inner circle have absolutely nowhere to escape.

  It's as easy as catching turtles in an urn.

  Although the war is still going on, William knows that the outcome of this battle in the south has been decided from the moment Cecilia fired a ball of fire.

  It’s just that his face is a little disappointed, because of this battle, there is no expectation of officials.

With William’s strength, of course, it can be seen that these archers, except for the slight cooperation in the initial formation, after being counter-attacked by him, they are completely in a situation of fighting each other, without a little cooperation, and even close combat troops have not appeared. . No matter how stupid the commander was, it was impossible for him to make such a mistake, so William knew that his troops in this situation were completely ignored by the opposing commander.

  A war without a commander is not a war at all in William's eyes.

  Instead, massacre.