Black Dragon Code

Yug Angela saw such a battle for the first time.

The Kohor elite lineup, which was originally like a strong wall, was completely destroyed after the four-round strikes of the 24-pounder gun. The undead Knights rushed into the enemy line without hindrance, and after that, Endless skeleton soldiers also swarmed.

Until the end, she still couldn't understand. In Angela's view, the formidable power of the twenty-four-pound artillery was not great. Although the momentum was amazing, the actual lethality was not at all at all. A high-level magic was straightforward.

In fact, it is true, but the mind of the undead is completely different from that of the living. They have no sense of the twenty-four pound gun. Human beings are different. The psychological pressure on the soldiers is amazing.

The Kohor army didn’t expect that the undead would have weapons such as the "magic cannon". After three rounds of strikes, they would be able to stabilize the line and it would be considered elite enough, and the undead Knight would kill at the same time. The fourth round of shelling made the ordinary soldiers completely lose the desire to resist. Although the commander tried his best to restore the situation, many soldiers were still disintegrated due to fear-no one knows who the next shell will fall. On the head.

Rout will be contagious. When the wave swept across the frontline shield soldiers, Byff knew that the situation was out of control. He had to abandon some of the soldiers and retreat, otherwise the army might be ruined if it continues like this. Here, the undead are not afraid of loss.

It’s not that he didn’t think about breaking into the enemy’s line to behead the plan, but Angela has grown a lot, and is no longer the reckless man who took the lead in the past. The corpse dragon shrank very deeply. The human companion no longer exists, and he doesn't feel that taking the Knights around him is capable of rushing to the bottom in a sea of ​​undead bones.

Angela’s eye sockets burned with soul fire, sharing the vision of the undead Knights. She faintly had a foreboding that the wars of the Black Wing Empire would become very different in the future. She knew her father Caesar · Targeryan, with such a powerful weapon in hand, the Black Dragon emperor impossible relies on the sharp claw of the monsters to conduct war.

Do you want to hide it?

This thought came to the mind of the corpse dragon. She did not like this change. Swords, sharp claws and magic are the main themes of Aradia. For these weapons that are not driven by magic, Angela appears inexplicable Disgust, even... fear of the future?

The war ended with the enemy’s retreat. The undead searched for weapons, armor and living people on the battlefield. The sun gradually sank into the mountains. Angela looked at the blood-red sky and the crows that sounded in the distant woods. Ming, there was a rare mood swing, feeling a trace of depression.

As a core member of the Black Wing Empire, she is very aware of the production process of these artillery, and because of this, she feels more and more resistant, because the production process of these weapons is extremely simple and easy to mass produce. And an ordinary person can quickly become familiar with and operate it after a short training period.

In this way, is there a difference between powerhouse and the weak?

……

Jon Arthur hasn't came back to his senses yet.

He was defeated if he didn’t understand why. The skeleton soldiers were as weak as ants. They only needed to swing a sword to cut down a piece. There was no particularly powerful spellcaster to strike together, but the soldiers seemed to see Fearing the Demon King, he flees in embarrassment, he can't even blame others, because it is the Legendary soldier, Byff he gave command to give up the battlefield.

After discovering that the soldiers were in disarray, Byff promptly ordered a retreat, which was nearly ten miles away.

Until night fell, they chose a place close to the river bank to camp, the separated Knight and crossbowmen gathered along the torch, but there are still most centaur whereabouts unknown, and six thousand are responsible for the defense The soldiers of the undead only returned less than 4,000. This is the result of Byff's timely judgment, otherwise the loss will be even more serious.

But there is no denying that this is still a disastrous defeat, and now they have to face the difficult situation of being attacked by the enemy.

In the largest tent in the camp, the commanders gathered together, looking pale and looking at Jon Arthur, but the latter's face was actually not much better.

"Who can tell me how the undead would have magic cannons, and where did they get such things? Even in Trading City-States, magic cannons are strategic weapons that cannot be easily used. It’s even more impossible to move to the outside world. Is it possible that the Northland did it by itself? Or was it sold to them by the Zedi dwarves?"

Said, he glanced at Byff: "You were on the front line at the time, they had Many Young Sect Master magic cannons."

"There is no peeping of the caster, I can't tell." Byff held his head: "But according to the rumbling sound, there are at least 20."

"Impossible."

Jon Arthur frowned and said: "Even if you searched the entire Kohor City, you can't get so many magical cannons. They deliberately amplify the momentum and want to give our soldiers Cause psychological pressure-this trick proved to be very useful."

"No."

Byff shook his head and denied: "I will not be fooled by these little tricks, at least has two Ten magic cannons launch strikes on our array, but those magic cannons are a little different, Jon Arthur, I think you have to take a look."

The dragon hunter motioned for a few soldiers to come in, they Carrying a huge iron ball, it seemed to have been dragged back from the battlefield. It was still stained with mud, internal organs and blood, and the stench filled the entire camp. Jon Arthur's brows wrinkled deeper.

"What is this?" he asked.

"I don’t know, but the opponent’s magic cannon seems to fire this thing to strike."

"Are you sure?"

Jon Arthur hesitated Looking up and down, the magic cannon is a weapon that uses the core of magic power as its hub and relies on rune activation to launch an attack on the enemy. Therefore, after every war, the caster needs to be maintained and recharged, and it fires all The energy body will burst at the reserved target, and what iron ball will remain impossible.

"OK."

Byff showed off his shattered handguards. At that time, a cannonball rushed to his front door, but he raised his hand to block it in a defensive manner. Although this thing is very fierce, a single shelling cannot cause too much damage to the Legendary fighter, at most it makes his arm a little sore.

Next, Byff described in more detail the appearance of the enemy camp during the "Magic Cannon" strikes.

"Iron ball, red light and smoke."

After thinking about it, Jon Arthur shook his head and said: "This is not a magic cannon at all, but a kind of magic cannon as a template You were deceived."

"But its formidable power is equally amazing."

The Byff interface says: "No matter what weapon it is, we have already defeated , What are you going to do next?"

Jon Arthur glanced at him displeasedly. The word failure sounds particularly harsh to him: "We haven't failed yet." He emphasized: "Although we are caught The situation of being attacked by the enemy, but these disadvantages cannot change the final battle. The fairy forest can no longer sustain."

He said to Byff: "Build another line of defense to block the waste undead. This time I will cast Legendary. Don’t worry about it."

"Here, when Daro’s news comes, we will launch a general attack on the Fairy Forest, and Black Dragon dare to send a little guy to deal with this side. Regarding matters, I want him to know that we will be despised, this war will be won, and Quelkzad will protect us."