She Is Not a Witch

The western border of the empire, the Grizzly Territory.

It was just dawn, and the morning fog in the mountains had not completely dissipated. The high fortress was shrouded in the fog and could be seen faintly. The alert soldiers were still standing on the city wall, patrolling back and forth from time to time.

Under the hill on the south side of the fortress, soldiers in gray military uniform lowered their waists, holding muskets, carefully passing through the shade of the forest, jumping over the puddles of water, and shuttled through the mountainside as quietly as possible. middle. With the help of the shade of the trees, they avoided the detection of the patrolling Griffin Knights in the sky, and approached the huge fortress standing on the side of the mountain step by step.

When it came to 8 o'clock, the sun slowly rose, and the white mist in the mountains gradually began to dissipate.

The squad leaders quietly walked through the gully where they were hiding, gestured to the soldiers, and then watched them nod one by one, and got the prepared reply.

Time passed by, these soldiers crowded in this narrow gully, hot and crowded, no one spoke, only heard each other's slow beating heartbeat, smelled the smell of sweat, and there was still Mixed with a little dew and earthy smell in the morning.

Some people began to close their eyes and take a deep breath, while others slowly touched the black gun body in their hands, checking carefully over and over again.

The golden sunlight passes through the gaps between the trees and slantly shines into the corners of the forest, forming a visible grating in the faint morning mist. Occasionally, one or two rabbits and forest deer cross the grass, gnaw on the green grass, and then look up Look around to see if there are any enemies.

The temperature in the gully is getting higher and higher, and the outside world is still silent.

"Boom—boom—"

The muffled sound of shooting broke the tranquility of the morning.

The screaming sound of piercing the sky pierced across the sky, fell on the city wall, and then exploded, splashing stones, and some soldiers guarding the city were also smashed to pieces in the explosion.

A long horn began to sound in the city, and then more rapid artillery fire sounded one after another, continuously bombarding the mountain fortress.

It's a pity that this effect is not good, because the defenders did not leave too many soldiers on the city wall, and their commanders were already familiar with this kind of attack and adopted a more multi-layered defense system.

Soon, counterattack artillery fire also sounded in the fortress, and the attacking artillery positions began to be bombed. Even with the interference of witches and mages, the bombardment of some artillery shells began to cause casualties.

The cannons that were finally brought into the mountains from the south were blown to pieces in the return fire, the soldiers who fired were killed by the bombs, and the remaining soldiers also began to evacuate.

But such a sacrifice has finally been exchanged for a rare opportunity.

A wall of the city fortress collapsed, revealing a rare gap.

In the past, when the attacking coalition forces rushed forward, this gap would have been guarded by heavy troops, and dense war machines had been erected and a line of sandbags piled up.

This kind of situation has been staged many times in the past few months of attack and defense. The general defending the city is not mediocre, but a new generation of generals in the western region of the empire. He has formulated many counterattack plans for this fortress. It will be quickly repaired by him, unless there is an absolute gap in strength, it is basically impossible to break through the elite army led by him on the battlefield.

However, today's situation did not develop as usual.

The moment the gap appeared, the crimson flare pierced the sky with a howling sound, and then the desolate attack horn began to blow.

The dark figures in the ravine leaped out and ran towards the gap at the fastest speed in their life. They held muskets and ran and jumped among the jagged rocks and bushes like crazy.

"Boom-boom-"

In the crenel of the city wall, the muskets erected began to shoot, black and red blood sprayed from the running figures from time to time, and then fell to the ground in pain, the thick blood overflowed from the covered palms, mixed in the soil, As they struggled and twisted, the gravel and dust were stained a deep red.

When the blood flowed more and more, he began to feel that the vision in front of him turned black, his consciousness gradually blurred, and his body also had the illusion of being cold.

Slowly, the soldier stopped struggling and lay motionless under the early morning sky.

The battle was still going on, and soldiers in gray uniforms ran past him. They charged into the exposed gap, climbed over the huge gray rubble, and then took up their guns to shoot at the enemy.

Blooms of blood bloomed on the gray military uniforms. The first soldiers to rush into the city were sieved by the concentrated fire bullets, but the successors also rushed up one after another. They quickly searched for possible bunkers, rolled and charged, and then Shoot.

The bullets hit the rocks and the ground with crisp sounds, and there were sounds of shooting and shouting everywhere. After dozens of people were sacrificed, the soldiers who rushed into the fortress finally began to counterattack and cover.

"Low down, don't stop!"

The squad leader shouted amidst the noise of gunshots, and then he rushed out of the narrow bunker with a gun to make room for the following soldiers.

After that, one soldier after another rushed out of the bunker and charged towards the shooting enemy in front. They couldn't stop, they had to expand the results of the battle in the only time they had, and the bunker couldn't stay there, always leaving a place for the follow-up teammates.

Dazzling flames bloomed at the muzzle of the gun. In the shaking and sour vision, the existence of the enemy was covered by dust and flames, making it impossible to see clearly.

In the violent heartbeat, the teammates in front and beside him fell down from time to time, but the flames of the enemy's shots never diminished.

It was another painful roll, a sharp pain came from the left shoulder, and then it was ignored again. Lying behind the squad leader's body, he finally gained a precious respite, and at this time he also saw clearly the enemy who was shooting in the dust and flames .

Slowly, he fumbled for the musket in his hand, took a deep breath, then rolled violently, assumed the **** of the gun on the ground, aimed and fired.

A blood flower bloomed in response, and then the shooting figure on the opposite side fell down. Soon, the soldiers defending the army also reacted, and three bullets were shot at him after a few seconds, two of them were deflected, and one hit the ground. On the left arm, tearing it through.

Before he could scream in pain, he focused on aiming and shooting again, and hit another guarding enemy.

It's a pity that before he had time to smile for the last time, a bullet shot down diagonally from above, piercing through this young life.

The scorched black smoke and gunpowder smoke filled the air, staining the original blue sky with gray, the pungent smell spread everywhere, and there were dead bodies everywhere. Soldiers from both sides fought fiercely under the crenel of the city wall.

The shells fell into the ground, and with a huge impact, they brought up several floors of soil. Some soldiers were buried in the scattered dust, but they had to quickly wipe their cheeks and climb out to continue charging.

After the soldiers in front turned on the fleeting fighter, the positions of the southern coalition forces also began to support. The heavy cavalry in white armor roared forward in the narrow mountain road, and rushed to the gap where the gunfire continued.

The Griffin Knights in the fortress also rushed into the air with the sound of artillery. They didn't care about the battlefields of the battle in the complex terrain of the fortress, but went straight to the heavy cavalry charging down the mountain.

Compared with ordinary soldiers without any extraordinary abilities, these armored and sharp white lion heavy cavalry are the biggest threat.

On the gray sky, the 'Thunder Flame Arrows' filled with special kerosene shot down in the air one after another. The dark gold gun body broke open on the ground, and the crystal fragments exploded and detonated the kerosene, forming a spreading hot flame, drowning the people below. heavy cavalry.

The defenders who occupy the sky can always gain more and even crushing advantages on the battlefield.

But this time, they finally met an unprecedented opponent.

The dull roar of the propeller came from the distant sky, the body of iron gray, the wide wingspan, and the hanging continuous firing machine.

Special aircraft lined up across the silent sky, and the spreading roar seemed to announce the arrival of the end, so shocking.

Accompanied by the adjustment of the fuselage, these iron-gray 'giant birds' swooped down, and the suspended four-door continuous firing mechanism rotated rapidly, and bullets poured out one after another, smashing the griffin flying in the sky into white feathers and A sieve of blood.

The Southern Craft, a brand-new aircraft jointly developed by the southern archipelago and the wizards of the southern border, has achieved unexpected results after being equipped with war machines, and because the first batch of production lines were laid out in the southern province of Dragon Wing, it was named "Dragon Wing Machine" .

After being equipped with anti-gravity devices, the lift obtained by the wings can carry more weight, and the steel and war machines with strong defenses can also be installed on these dragon wings.

Paired with special enchanted bullets, and a repeating device with a skill imparted by Clanthia, the flying machine is a work of art, and it can also be a fearsome killer on the battlefield.

Accompanied by the roar of the dive that almost shattered the heart, these Dragon Wings rushed across the sky in front of the fortress, sweeping across the Griffon Knights who were interfering and shooting. Pulled into a line visible to the naked eye, the Griffin Riders who were unable to dodge in the future swept across and smashed into broken pieces of cloth.

"No!"

In the battlefield full of gunpowder smoke and roaring, the old knight riding on the golden-maned griffin was unwilling and enraged. He held a thunder gun in his hand and fired it out with a roar.

The dazzling electric light instantly illuminated the earth, and then disappeared.

The wings of a dragon wing broke off in the sky, and the fuselage was also scorched and damaged. It tumbled down from the sky with a broken and exposed engine and billowing thick smoke.

Black and red flames and thick smoke streaked across the sky in long flame tails, and fell on the city wall of the fortress, causing an explosion again, directly piercing the city wall and blasting it away.

After facing the dive shots of these Dragonwings, Ludes, the head of the Griffin Knights, had to lead the rest of the people to climb up urgently and spread out to avoid the fierce bullets and artillery fire of the Dragonwings.

Without the interference of the Griffin Knights, the White Lion Knights in white armor finally rushed into the fortress. Their solid armor and bodies were like an iron wall, resisting the continuous shooting on the street and becoming a bunker for the rear troops. And the bunker, began to rush forward rapidly.

The situation finally opened up, and the battle entered a fierce stage.

After disarming the defenses of the outer city walls, the Southern Allied Forces began to enter the city on a large scale. The battle in the sky still did not stop. The knights driving the griffins quickly dispersed after facing the attack of the dragon wings, and they kept spinning in the sky. Move to avoid the dangerous and ferocious artillery fire, then drop the lightning-wrapped thundergun as you miss the Dragonwing.

The sharp gun blade is enough to break through the steel shell of the Dragon Wing. With a flash of lightning, its internal devices are often directly destroyed. The powerless Dragon Wing fell to the sky with thick smoke, and many pilots who had no time to escape In this way, he was buried in flames and explosions with the Dragon Wing.

But there are also extremely determined pilots. After realizing that the crash of the dragon wing plane is inevitable, they will try their best to adjust the direction, let the dragon wing plane rush towards the direction of the fortress, and use the golden enchanted bullet to penetrate those strong fortresses and enemies. battalion until at last they ran into towering shooting towers and stone walls.

"Follow me!"

At the forefront of the fortress, Jaylann was wearing a lion's mane cloak and striding forward with a broad sword in his hand. His sword cut horizontally, sending out white waves of air, directly overturning the bullets and arrows facing him.

Facing this mighty Son of the Griffon, the defenders stationed trembled in fear, but they had to suppress their shock and kept shooting and blocking.

The dense bullets slanted towards him, and continuous sparks bloomed on the silver-white armor. Not long after, a ball of blazing fire flew out from the side of the high tower of the fortress, circled around, and rushed directly at the son of the griffin .

Dazzling and suffocating white flames submerged his figure, and the oncoming scorching air wave forced the knights behind him to retreat for the time being.

After a few seconds, the flames dissipated, and the knights behind were seeing the scene in front clearly.

Jailan used his sword to hold the big sword that was slashed head-on, and the person holding the sword on the opposite side had a similar face, the same blond hair, and even the same griffin armor and white lion cloak.

"Garson." Jailan looked at the pair of blue resolute pupils. This brother who is connected with his blood has become strange now.

The other party did not respond to Jailan's greeting, but frowned slightly, and continued to stare intently, and soon he launched an attack again.

The heavy sword was like a light feather in his hand, and he slashed nimbly and swiftly. The occasional cut marks directly cut through the stone walls and buildings beside him smoothly.

Facing this continuous and fierce attack, Jailan became more serious about closing his hands from the beginning. The snow-white holy sword was churning in his hands, and the overflowing white flames blew up the blond hair on his face, shaking it like a flame , the foehn brought by it made weaker people unable to approach, and could only watch the battle between the two sons of griffins from a distance.

With the passage of time and seconds, the situation on the battlefield changed rapidly, and the fight between the two became more and more intense. The air waves from the collision of the blades overflowed, and sparks rang out on the blades with sharp friction sounds. , The trembling vibration also spread to the arms of the two, and they felt numb for a while.

After another confrontation, the two separated again and stood facing each other.

"Stand back, Garson. Even though you are my younger brother, if you still stand in the way, then I have no choice but to be ruthless."

"Back off? My brother and brother, you are still so proud." Garson's eyes burst into anger again.

"What can the family do to you? You actually gave up the glory and dignity of a lion and knelt down at the knees of a woman. Is the sacred object in your hand so easy to use? It makes you so humble and ashamed!"

"So that's how you view this matter, my stupid brother." Jelan looked at the angry face on the opposite side, a trace of helplessness and worry flashed in his eyes.

"Oh, why, don't you still want to refute it?" Garson questioned the respected elder brother in the past.

"That day you wounded your father, defected, and made the Salius family a shame. I don't know how many Western nobles talked and laughed behind their backs."

"Really, then let them laugh, I think they will cry one day too."

"You..." Hearing the elder brother's almost rogue and self-defeating answer, Garson was so angry that he couldn't speak.

"You are the only one who can't beat me. I taught both you and Black's sword skills. I am even more familiar with your sword preferences and reactions than you yourself."

"You're playing tricks on me, Jelan." Garson finally stopped calling him brother, but called him by his first name.

"It doesn't matter if I tell you, Black and I split into two groups, each leading the family's legion to suppress the incoming enemy army."

"So, you arrogantly chose me to go this route. You are really confident, Carson."

After getting the answer he wanted, Jailan no longer struggled, and raised his sword again.

The brilliant and blazing holy sword was raised high, the rising white flame spread out in an instant, and then slowly pressed down. Obviously the speed of the blade cutting down was so slow, but it gave people an extremely depressing aura, which was unbearable. Dodge, unstoppable, yet irresistible.

Facing the glorious holy sword that released power, Garson felt the air in his lungs and surroundings being pulled away. A scorching and suffocating feeling filled his body, wanting to move, and his legs seemed to be filled with lead and iron. Very heavy.

In the peripheral vision reflected in the pupils, the blade of the white flame is getting bigger and bigger, and the burning breath is getting heavier and heavier. Garson feels that his hair and eyebrows are already burning, and his eyes seem to be covered by the dazzling white flame. devoured.

Almost with the last bit of strength in his body, Garson raised the legendary sword that was close to the sacred object in his hand, and poured magic power into it.

A dull impact sound exploded between the two of them, like a giant hammer hitting a rock, and then the gathered high-temperature white flames pressed down violently, brushing over Garson's cheeks and body.

A few seconds later, Jailan took a step back, put away the big sword in his hand and stuck it on the ground.

Opposite him, Garson slowly knelt down on the ground with a dull sword, and fell limply on the ground, stirring up some dust.

After staring at Garson silently for a few seconds, Jaylann drew his sword and walked to the battlefield ahead again, fighting with the western border coalition forces entrenched in the city. The younger brother, who had lost the strength to resist, was **** by the accompanying knights and escorted to the rear position and barracks.

He will spend a long time in the cell, and when he comes out again, the world may have changed a lot.

The roaring roar of the dragon wing continued, the lasing thunder and Feijin's bullets intersected in the air, and above the gray rock fortress, the street fighting began.

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"Brother Shen!"

"Um!"

Shen Changqing was walking on the road, and whenever he met someone he knew well, he would say hello or nod to each other.

But no matter who.

There is no unnecessary expression on everyone's face, as if they are indifferent to everything.

To this.

Shen Changqing is already used to it.

Because this is the Zhenmagic Division, an organization that maintains the stability of Daqin. Its main duty is to kill monsters and ghosts, and of course there are other side jobs.

It can be said.

In Zhenmensi, everyone's hands were stained with a lot of blood.

When a person is used to seeing life and death, he will become indifferent to many things.

When he first came to this world, Shen Changqing was a little uncomfortable, but he got used to it as time went by.

Zhenmus is huge.

Those who can stay in Zhenmusi are all powerful masters, or those who have the potential to become masters.

Shen Changqing belongs to the latter.

Among them, the Zhenmagic Division is divided into two professions, one is the Guardian Envoy, and the other is the Exorcist.

Anyone who enters the Town of Demons starts from the lowest level of Demon Slayers,

Then he was promoted step by step, and eventually he was expected to become a guardian envoy.

Shen Changqing's predecessor was a trainee demon slayer in the town of magic division, and he was also the lowest-ranked demon slayer.

Possess the memory of the predecessor.

He is also very familiar with Zhenmusi's environment.

It didn't take long for Shen Changqing to stop in front of an attic~www.readwn.com~ Unlike other places full of chills in the town of magic, the attic here seems to stand out from the crowd, in the **** town of magic In the company, there is a different tranquility.

At this time, the attic door was open, and occasionally people came in and out.

Shen Changqing just hesitated for a moment, then stepped in.

Enter the attic.

The environment has changed in vain.

A scent of ink mixed with a faint smell of blood hit his face, making his brows furrowed instinctively, but then relaxed quickly.

There is almost no way to clean off the **** smell on everyone in Zhenmusi.

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