On the Seven Towers

"Joint casting, how could there be such a degree of joint casting!" Master Sacheri was one of the few people who was not affected by the slow magic because he had several shields on his body. He was not so surprised when he encountered the gunfire. Because those are magic props that he can understand. However, seeing ten magicians performing the same magic together exceeded his understanding of magic itself. This only illustrates one problem: the Chinese have very advanced theoretical research in many fields of magic.

"Can you dispel this slowing spell?" Garriott said.

"Yes, but the range of my dispelling magic is not that wide. I can only dispel a small number of people at a time," Sacheri replied.

"Don't worry about it. Let's disperse the strongest ones in our team first, and let the other cavalry catch up slowly!" Garriott said. He now understands that ordinary soldiers have no role in such a blow. Let them attract attention here and create opportunities for real masters, which is their greatest value.

Sacheri followed the instructions and dispelled the slowness spells on more than a dozen low- and middle-level warriors, including the black guards who were supervising the battle at the back. These people crossed over the other soldiers who seemed to be stuck in the quagmire and rushed to join the Garriott trio. Formed an arrow and rushed towards the Chinese infantry position.

They had just put some distance between them and the cavalry behind them when a huge fireball flew out from the Chinese mage and bombarded the cavalry. This fireball was more powerful than a 120mm pneumatic cannon. In the fire with a radius of more than ten meters, A dozen cavalrymen were directly transformed into pyromen.

Garriott now has two high-level people, six mid-level people and twelve low-level people gathered around him. He said: "Listen to me, we are at a disadvantage in this battle and don't want to be beaten by the opponent on the way back. Explode once, and we must penetrate the enemy's formation!

We must change our previous strategy. I will deal with their possible masters in a while. Sacheri is responsible for blowing up the cannon-carrying vehicles. Miguel and the others are responsible for killing the surrounding infantry. If they can kill their generals, Or a mage, that would be best. "

Everyone nodded in agreement. In the blink of an eye, they were less than a hundred meters away from the Chinese. Those who had fired cannons earlier had already retreated to the rear of the team. Facing the direction in which they were charging, dozens of soldiers holding swords, shields or spears came forward.

Garriott thought they would line up to resist their attack, but he didn't expect that these people took out oval spheres from their waists and made a throwing motion together, and dozens of spheres were thrown towards them. Sacheri originally wanted to use missiles to hit the balls like artillery shells. Garriott and Miguel were even ready to hit them back into the Chinese battle formation. Unexpectedly, the curve of the opponent's throw was low and flat. Those balls flew towards them close to the ground. Not only were few hit by the missiles, but it was also difficult for the people on horseback to take action. Most of them escaped. The horse legs of Garriott and others then exploded into pieces of flames.

Under the close-range explosion, almost everyone's horse was directly killed, and even five low-level warriors were killed. Most of the others were also disappointed.

After the smoke, a group of gray-headed warriors rushed out from the smoke screen, but they all changed from cavalry to infantry. Fortunately, the Chinese are already close at hand.

Garriott let out a roar, his thick thighs hit the ground, and with the wings spread behind him, he rushed towards the Chinese formation. The other person took a sharp breath in mid-air, then opened his mouth, and followed him Roaring, a streak of orange-red fire shot out from his mouth. The distance of this flame spray was fifty or sixty meters, forming a high-temperature cone-shaped area. As he shook his head, large swaths of flames spread toward Most of the Chinese soldiers with guns in the front row relied on cars as bunkers, but Garriott's high-temperature flames directly ignited a car and the bodies of many surrounding soldiers. Seven or eight soldiers, with their bodies covered in flames, screamed and ran and shouted.

Garriott smiled coldly, landed on the ground and kicked, avoiding the bullets fired at him. Then he crossed the remaining distance again and jumped in front of several melee warriors. He stretched out his dragon claw and slapped several of them. The shield-wielding warrior who came up was shot away. He avoided the thrusts of the spearmen behind him, and with a powerful stroke of his claws, half of the necks of the spearmen were broken off.

More melee soldiers around him rushed forward. Garriott stuck out his forked tongue, licked the corners of his mouth, and smiled ferociously, "In front of the power of the dragon clan, you are all scum."

He grabbed the calf of a corpse on the ground and brandished it as a weapon. He smashed away several approaching sword and shield soldiers, and then gave it a strong blow. The corpse flew out with a roar, and the three or four spear soldiers running from behind were knocked to the ground together.

Garriott took a deep breath, preparing to breathe the green dragon again. At this time, a figure covered with light wings descended from the sky, and a red sword in his hand slashed at Garriott's head. The owner of this sword was obviously very powerful. The power of that sword alone made Garriott dare not pick up the sword with his palm.

He had to take a few steps back to avoid the dangerous blow, just in time to see the appearance of the person coming.

Battle Angel!

"Gabriel?" Garriott made a defensive posture, and the flesh wings behind him were dancing, making him look a little anxious.

Gabriel, armed with the God of War, was a master very close to the Saint level, and was also famous on the continent. Even if Garriott was in his prime, he might not be his opponent. What's more, he had been ambushed by a great magician today and was slightly injured.

Gabriel didn't waste time talking to him, and continued to cast various buff spells on himself during the confrontation.

A blue-haired female magician came out behind him, and as she waved her hands, a large piece of water mist enveloped the burning car and people. This was Xiao Mu, who had already advanced to a high level.

Garriott thought he couldn't beat Gabriel, but if he relied on his thick skin and flesh to delay time. He could definitely consume the master in front of him for a long time, leaving him no time to take care of other battlefields.

And as long as the other people in his team broke into the Chinese defense line, they could achieve their goal today.

However, Miguel and Sacheri were not so smooth, and they were also blocked. Miguel met a man with an imperial look. He held a long sword with lightning effect, and his strength was on par with Miguel. Therefore, he easily blocked Miguel.

The Sacheli Mage was entangled with other mages. The ten mages who cast spells together no longer dealt with the cavalry behind them that were close to collapse, but fought against him with magic.