The entire battlefield is very large, but the legendary battlefield is just here, and at this moment, I don't know how many people are paying attention.But at this moment, I don't know how many people's jaws have dropped!
A Witch Priest has just fallen?
The so-called Guardian of God is actually just a face, and he didn't even take out a decent counterattack, so he returned???
At this point, everyone's mind may be filled with question marks.When did the legend become so unsatisfactory?
Even if there is still a gap in strength between the two, it is impossible to be killed by one blow like this!
Of course, no matter how much they were confused and shocked, the subsequent battle continued.The strong man of the iron tower did not hesitate, he took advantage of the delay of calling the gods and sacrifices, quickly approached Amun, and began to export violence.As a powerful half-step legendary peak warrior, he can represent the extreme combat power of the Thracians, and a mace covered with barbs in his hand has smashed the heads of many enemies.These enemies include not only humans, but also beasts, monsters, and wurms that ravage Thracian territory.Not to mention that at this time, he still has the blessing of the Triple Ancestor Spirit, and his own strength has reached an extreme, and the mace in his hand is just wielded, as if rubbing the air, it can ignite a flame.At this point, he is full of confidence, no matter who his opponent is, he can smash the opponent into meat sauce.But it turned out that all this was just his delusion!
Amon didn't even choose to dodge, let alone use legendary skills, but simply attacked against attack, and broke the strong with strength.He didn't show the battle body of the ancestor, in fact, he thought that this shoddy legend was not enough for him to take out the real hole cards, he just met it, and then, six more arms stretched out on his back, clenched his fists, and smashed it directly!
Rumble!
Rumble!
Rumble!
It's hard to describe the scene of the two fighting, at least, ordinary soldiers can't see clearly, all they can see is the dark clouds in the air being stirred, and the sound of thunder exploding.But this time did not last long, and when everything subsided, the strong man of the iron tower had been hammered into the earth from the sky by Amon, and a huge pit appeared, and in the center of the pit, there was a puddle of blurred flesh.Two legends, ahem, well, pseudo-legends, just dead!
And it all happened, in a matter of moments!
On the gentle slope, the face of the Great Witch Priest couldn't help twitching, and for the first time, he felt that this war had variables beyond his control.Of course, in fact, there are many variables that are beyond his control.The battlefield was large, and there were quite a few people who followed the legendary battles, but by no means all, at least, the chariot regiments of the Thracians did not stop charging.At this time, at least dozens of chariots had already raised their speed to the highest speed, and the knights driving were even more crazy, and the eyes of the majestic six-legged wildebeest flashed with scarlet madness.They were poured with a potion specially made by the witch sacrifice, and they were all in a berserk state at this time, even if there was a visible crisis ahead, it still couldn't stop them from running.The wheels rolled up, and countless blades broke through the air, and the whimpering was like the wail of death, and you can imagine what terrible damage the flesh could cause when it was twisted into this blade.Behind them, there were many Thracian cavalry ready to rush directly into the chariot when they broke through the defensive line.As long as they rush in, the danger of the Wyvern Knights will be infinitely reduced, and if this group of Wyverns really lands, it will only be slaughtered.And in front of them, the Thracian light cavalry that had been circling in a circle had already moved out of the way, revealing the position of the Breaker Legion.Even if these ancient Mongolian warriors were heavy infantry, wearing heavy armor and holding thorny shields, no one wanted to face this terrifying chariot onslaught.But they can't avoid it, and they won't avoid it.However, this battlefield collision was not destined to happen.The Red Dragon Atlas smashed into the center of the battlefield at this moment, and you can imagine what a terrifying impact that terrifying tonnage would have when it smashed into the ground from mid-air.The earth seemed to ripple like water, and both the heavy infantry defense circle of Gumon and the chariots of the Thracians were caught off guard, and the men turned on their backs.Of course, compared to the Thracians, the Gumon regiments were lucky, since they did not suffer subsequent attacks.And the chariot of the Thracians, after suffering the impact, was followed by the continuous tail attack and dragon claws of the red dragon Otras.When the smoke and dust slowly cleared, the Thracian chariots in the center of the battlefield were almost completely destroyed, and many soldiers died.And the red dragon Otras just raised his head, lightly swept his results, and slowly turned his head to look at the Gumeng camp.Strictly speaking, most of the Gumeng warriors present knew that this red dragon was the mount of his own highness, but if they knew it, they would face it.Facing a red dragon with dragon power still made them feel extremely oppressed, and at a certain moment, this battlefield even seemed very quiet.Until Amon descended from the sky, wrapped in the power of killing two pseudo-legends, and fell on the head of the red dragon Otras, he also looked at the remnants of the Gumeng army.From this height, he could see almost the entire Gumeng camp.He could see Reggie with a broken arm and Canute covered in wounds.He saw little Jack, who was badly wounded, with a dragon lying beside him.He even saw that in the full camp, at least eighty percent of the wounded soldiers, and only two or three out of ten were able to fight.Of course, these are not the most important things, the most important thing is that there is an atmosphere of gloom and confusion in the air, just by thinking about it, Amon seems to understand something.This group of warriors must have known the news of the fall of King Khakass, and Hell, otherwise, even if this kind of war was lost, they would not have been so languishing.At this moment, Amon especially understood what King Khakassia said in his letter, and he asked him to protect these hundreds of thousands of people who were willing to follow him.Yes, these guys still need someone to protect them, someone to lead them to victory!
Pursing his lips, Amon raised his voice: "Warriors of Gumon, I am here, your king, is here. ”"I, Amen-Odoyak, will lead you to victory!""
We will be invincible!!"
The red dragon turned his head and looked again at the Thracian camp, and Amun followed suit, and slowly but surely shouted out the famous words of Kelmar, "I will fight to the death!!
”The red dragon Otras began to charge, he gave up the advantage of flying, and just charged forward with his huge body, carrying Amun, you can imagine, what a terrifying power it was!
In the rear, Commander Kate was the first to react, he jumped in front of the war drum with a vertical leap, pushed the drummer away, held the drumstick himself, and struck it desperately.Knock knock!
A roaring voice resounded throughout the camp and was accompanied by his hysterical roar: "Charge, charge!"
”So Reggie rushed out with his broken arm and sword, and Canute rushed with a howl of his wounds, and little Jack roared and mounted the dragon and began to charge.As a result, countless ancient Mongolian warriors, whether they were wounded or not, rushed out, and the king who followed them seemed to rush to death, but also rushed to victory.At this moment, "I will fight to the death!"
”The declaration once again resounded on the battlefield, loud and firm.At this moment, the negative effects of King Khakassia's disappearance were finally erased, and these ancient Mongolian warriors became rebellious and tenacious, fierce and fearless.When they start to charge, they never care who the enemy is, and how many, they only care, where is the direction of the road?
In the sky, the young knights finally began to exert their strength, and they swooped down, but suddenly rose hundreds of meters in the air, as if teasing, leaving behind a group of Thracian warriors with javelins in their hands but bewildered.This was another mistake by the Great Witch Priest, he thought that the attack pattern of this group of dragon knights must be the same as that of ordinary dragon predators, all of them dived, pierced through the body with strong inertia and sharp claws, and then grabbed the sky.In this way, as long as the Thracian warrior seized the opportunity, he could be killed after all.But the group of flying dragons really drew an arc and flew up again, hundreds of meters above the ground, without giving a chance at all, even if a powerful Thracian warrior shot a javelin, but it was only a few scattered, and it could be avoided at will.Of course, the group of dragons left, but there was something left, which was a round ball the size of a baby's fist, which fell from mid-air and smashed directly into the ground.That's wildfire!
Rumble!
Rumble!
Rumble!
Violent explosions accompanied by flames turned the area into a sea of fire on this rainy afternoon.So everywhere there were people running and wailing, either fighting the flames on their bodies or rolling directly on the ground, but the flames stained with the resin of the devil's tree were like demonic fires from hell, which could not be extinguished, and spread and engulfed the whole person.Everywhere there were six-legged wildebeests, and these strong, well-trained mounts could not resist the fear of fire, and they scurried in terror, trampling the bodies of many Thracian warriors in their pass.In a matter of moments, the otherwise orderly Thracian camp became chaotic, but this was not the end, but only the beginning.The whole battlefield was very large, except for the less than 20,000 people of the ancient Mongolian legion who were surrounded, nearly 300,000 Thracian young warriors were scattered around, because there were too many of them, they naturally formed several camps and distributed them in clusters.This gave the Wyvern Riders the best position to attack, and after the first dive, the entire group of dragons completely dispersed.They were divided into small teams, each in charge of a camp, and flew cross-fertically, constantly dropping wildfires and blazing flames, constantly dividing the Thracian formations of the entire battlefield, dividing, and dividing again.In terms of numbers, nearly 300,000 Thracian warriors can drown these fifty-nine dragoons with a mouthful of foam, but the battlefield is never a simple comparison of numbers.That is, these fifty-nine dragoons and the wildfire that had begun to accumulate since the establishment of the True Dragon's Lair turned the overall situation of the entire battlefield upside down and turned it into a burning sea of fire.Wildfires in the wasteland can be extinguished by the north wind or extinguished by igniting blades of grass, but in the same way, wildfires in the wasteland can also burn the plains!
This time, the bipedal Wyvern knights also proved that they are not just simple scouting troops, but also do not need to dive down and fight the warriors on the ground stupidly.They can also soar through the skies and drop wildfires to change the situation on the battlefield.All this seems to confirm what Amun said before he came, I will take you to change the mode of war.This war, starting from the charge of Amon with the remnants of the Gumeng legion, from the bipedal Wyvern Knights who did not hesitate to scatter wildfires and let the earth burn, the rout of the Thracians has become a foregone conclusion!
On the gentle slope, the face of the Great Witch Priest can no longer be described as difficult, but stiff, unbelievable, unimaginable.Even now, he couldn't understand why he had an absolute advantage in a situation that would be defeated in a short period of time.Why are hundreds of thousands of Thracian warriors vulnerable to only 60 reinforcements?
And that flame that burns the earth like an abyssal demonic fire, what is it?
All of this bothered Him so much that it even made Him tremble!
However, these are all things for later, because the red dragon is spraying dragon breath, carrying that terrible man, leading the Gumeng legion to kill here.This is the place where the king of Thracia is located, and it is the gathering place of all the tribal leaders.Here, too, the Thracian flag was erected.Now, the Gumeng Legion is about to trample on this place, and it seems that it is time for them to consider fleeing, especially the Great Witch Sacrifice, who is out of the initial self-confidence, and fear begins to spread in his heart.He is the Great Witch Sacrifice and the Coming of the God of the North Wind, and His Coming is no ordinary one.In order to circumvent the precept that the true God must not interfere in the war of the main material plane, he put in most of his will, but did not bring much divine power with him.At this point, he is in the form of a saint.There is no doubt that the Sage is strong in form, but the shortcomings are also particularly obvious: he has lost the immortal essence of the gods.In other words, if He is killed at this time, he is really dead!
And with the power he can exert at this time, he really doesn't want to face that terrible legend head-on.After a moment of silence, looking at the Gumeng legion that was getting closer and closer, the Great Witch Priest made the last decision, then flee!
And when a group of tribal leaders began to flee for their lives, the Thracian banner collapsed, and the sporadic resistance on the battlefield completely disappeared, and the Thracians found their long-lost fear, and they either fell to the ground, trembling, or drove their mounts and fled for their lives.At this point, there is no longer any suspense in this war, and with Amon leading the Flying Dragon Knights to the battlefield, it is only half an hourglass!