Chapter 305 Enemies Coming from the Sky
In the sky are two groups of flying brigades consisting of a total of 107 Wind Kings.
These wind kings, the younger ones are 2 years old and the more mature ones are already 3 years old. Their physiques are not inferior to those of ordinary war horses. Their wings are spread out and have a wingspan of at least 5 meters.
They are arranged in three rows in the sky, like an island flying in the sky.
A flying force of this size can definitely be discovered as long as the defenders are not blind.
But the problem is that the thousand heavily armored soldiers carrying the ladders to attack the city and the projectiles from the trebuchets have attracted too much attention, and this flying brigade flew in from the mountains.
"The crossbowmen prepare to attack the air——"
"The crossbowmen prepare to attack the air——"
The order came from the tower and was passed to everyone In the ears of the soldiers guarding the city, they followed the order and raised their strong bows and crossbows, aiming at the enemies in the sky.
Many crossbowmen stood in the open space behind the city wall.
Thoreau is one of them.
As a member of the city-defending soldiers, he has been in the army for 3 years and has been training for 3 years.
I thought I would face bandits, horse thieves or mobs in my first battle, but I didn't expect to encounter such an enemy.
He had just followed the order and fired an enchanted crossbow at the city. Before he could confirm the results, those groups of... seemed to be called hippogryphs or hippogryphs?
Blocked the sky and the sun.
If given the choice, Thoreau wanted to turn around and run away, but the thought of the vicious appearance of the supervising team made him shudder.
Following the order, Thoreau pointed the crossbow in his hand at the sky. The high angle made his neck feel sore and his hands were a little stiff.
“Shoot——”
The order came and Thoreau subconsciously pulled the crossbow. At this moment, his thoughts seemed to be emptied along with the crossbow arrows.
Will it take effect?
He wasn't sure, he just hoped that this shooting could drive away these damn monsters!
But the wind kings in the sky were not panicked at all.
"Ha, the first wave is indeed a feather arrow shot." As the commander of the flying brigade, Hoyaz raised his right hand high, opened his palm, and pressed it down:
< br>"Give them some color!"
The originally dense formation suddenly dispersed. The Wind Kings flapped their wings, and as the magic flowed, biting storms burst out from under their wings. Come!
The storm had a light cyan texture, 1, 2, 3...
A total of 107 storms gathered in one place, as if a giant palm belonging to the gods was pressing down in the air.
The crossbow arrows and arrows flying in the air solidified in the strong wind, and then rolled back like tattered firewood.
The falling arrows had no direction and just hit them randomly, but under the pressure of the wind, their power was not weak.
Thoreau stared dumbly at what happened. Before he could react, the strong wind had already entered his throat and blew into his eyes, forcing him to close them tightly.
The fine sand blown by the strong wind hit the body, making a loud sound, and the exposed skin felt stinging.
The sound in his ears was more intense than the cold winter wind, causing his ears to gradually malfunction.
It was obviously summer, but the wind still took away all the heat from his body and made his body start to tremble.
After the news passed, Thoreau opened his eyes and saw a hellish scene.
There was blood all over the floor.
Some people had several arrows stuck in all directions on their bodies, their wounds were torn by the strong wind, and they were bleeding. For a while, they couldn't really die, and they were struggling and twisting on the ground.
Some people's bones were broken by arrows shot from across the sky, their chests were as soft as cloth bags, and their mouths sprayed with broken internal organs and blood.
Another person was hit by a crate blown by the strong wind. The crate happened to contain the steel string of the crossbow, which cut the person into pieces.
At this time, Thoreau could slowly hear sounds, not only his own heartbeat, but also the crying on the ground.
He checked himself all over.
Fortunately, he was not injured.
Fear filled his body and mind, and the monster in the sky was getting closer and closer. He turned around and prepared to escape - yes, he couldn't escape from the fortress of Sighing High Wall, but he Now I just want to escape this nightmare.
But someone was faster than him, dropped the crossbow in his hand and ran back.
Then, the machete of the supervising team made his head fly high, and he landed reluctantly in front of Thoreau with wide eyes.
"Don't panic, it's just magic. You can't use it a second time in a short time!" The officer shouted: "Put your weapons in place and prepare to shoot again!!!"
That's easy to say!
Thoreau cursed in his heart, but after seeing the fate of his escaping companions, he loaded his crossbow.
Footsteps sounded. On the troop transportation road, the crossbowmen on the city wall were removed, and rows of heavy-armored guards began to rush up.
"Get ready, they won't do anything to us. The hippogryph will be a waste once it lands!" The officer's words came again.
The facts seemed to confirm the officer's speculation. As more and more heavily armored soldiers appeared on the city wall, all kinds of spears, halberds and axes shone coldly in the sun, forming a steel jungle.
The group of monsters that had reached less than 60 meters from the city wall stopped.
Their formation suddenly changed, and the originally neatly arranged formation turned into a triple ladder from high to low.
"Everyone has it, prepare to throw the spear, open these cans!!!"
Hoyaz's voice sounded.
On the Wind King's back, Lennon slowly raised his throwing spear.
Sitting on the back of a hippogryph is different from throwing a spear on the ground. It cannot rely on the power of the earth. At this time, the strong Lennon has the greatest advantage.
He took a deep breath, his heart beating faster and faster, searching for his target - the cross star above his head, the one with the best armor is you!
Five years, from the age of 14 to 19, 2,000 days in a row, 500 times a day, a total of 100,000 times of spear throwing training, the results will be verified at this moment.
"Throw——"
Lennon raised the throwing spear behind his shoulder, and used his waist to drive the arm to rotate. The sharp spear shot out of the air, and the hole at the top brought out a sharp whistle. sound!
He could clearly see his own among the spears.
4, 3, 2...
1!
With his last breath, the spear finally approached the target of the cross star above his head. The man reacted very quickly and immediately raised a hand shield.
However, the power of falling from high altitude, the strength of the spear itself, and the unique spear tip still easily penetrated his shield, penetrated his arm, and penetrated his chest, carrying thick blood. Suddenly fell into the city wall!
The guy with the cross star on his head lowered his head in disbelief, looked at the wound on his chest, and then slipped to the ground.
This scene appeared all over the city wall. The iron cans wearing heavy armor fell down in an instant, and scarlet flowers bloomed.
There were shouts from all around, and Lennon also let out an unabashed cheer!
From a high position, Lennon could clearly see that the opponent's crossbowmen and archers were ready again and ready to shoot at any time.
But he didn't panic at all, and neither did the entire flying group.
They began to swoop downward.
Because at this time, clouds of thick green smoke had exploded——
The tip of the throwing spear exploded!
The hollow design at the top of the throwing spear is to carry the snake-head fruit among the twin snake-faced fruits. Thick green clouds and mist spread and instantly enveloped the entire city wall, and a burst of sizzling sounds sounded.
The armor on the tin cans began to be eroded, and screams came one after another.
"What, what, cough cough!!!!"
"Eyes, my eyes!!!!"
Coughing will only make them worse if it affects their injuries. The coughing became more violent, and his eyes were unable to open due to the poisonous smoke. In panic, the heavily armored soldiers on the top of the city were completely in chaos.
No one can stay on such a wall.
Those who are closer to the trail can use their memory to retreat to the city, but not everyone is so lucky.
They ran around randomly and collided with each other. Some people who couldn't bear it simply jumped off the city wall rather than endure the torture.
At this moment, a strong wind surged up and rushed out of the city tower, blowing away the thick green smoke that originally filled the city wall.
"Don't panic, you saw it, it was Lord Wanda who took action!"
The officer shouted loudly, trying to appease the soldiers: "That's a fourth-level strongman, fourth-level, do you understand? ? ”
But before he could finish his words, the green smoke that had been blown away began to rise again.
As long as the poison of the snakehead fruit is not released, the poisonous smoke will not stop!
The Wind King Brigade finally dived to less than ten meters above the high wall of Sigh.
The strong wind pouring from the tower continued, and the poisonous mist was temporarily suppressed.
After being continuously destroyed by spears and poisonous smoke, there were less than 300 heavily armored soldiers on the city wall.
But worthy of being the elites trained by Wanda herself, they all picked up their weapons and aimed them at the flying troops in mid-air.
Throwing a weapon from this distance is enough to damage the tender belly of a hippogryph without any armor.
Banks confirmed that the enemy must have thought so.
This made a slightly sarcastic smile appear on his lips.
Even though he was riding the Wind King, he still tied the gold-rimmed glasses on his face with a leather belt, looking a bit nondescript.
Following the established tactics, he gently stroked the back of his partner, feeling a tingling sensation spread to his body, making his hair start to float slightly.
The surrounding air began to become a little thicker, the dust floating in it began to slow down, and an invisible electric field spread.
This distance is within reach for the defenders.
For the Wind King troops, this is the best time to cause damage!
The second innate magic of the Wind Kings, pulse electrophoresis, is prepared for this.
This tactic of releasing pulse electrophoresis at the same time was named -
"Heavenly Punishment!!"
After Hoyaz gave the order, Banks grabbed his partner's crotch. Ear feathers.
The lightning elements accumulated under the cyan wings condensed, formed, and released at this moment.
Purple lightning suddenly descended, the Wind King’s troops were like dark clouds, and a heavy rain of thunder and lightning fell on the city wall!
Under the heavy rain, the tin cans began to dance uncontrollably. Electricity climbed on their armors and flowed to the ground, converging into thick plasma and baking the city walls black.
The kerosene stored on the city wall was ignited and exploded, rising into flames in the electric light.
The blood that had accumulated on the ground began to evaporate and burn, and as the soldiers fell to the ground, a burning smell was emitted that made people almost feel sick!
Some knights mobilized their fighting spirit and wanted to resist, but the extraordinary fighting spirit of the first level was completely unable to resist the thunder and lightning storm. Their bodies were twisted, stunned and roasted to death.
Only a handful of second-level transcendental beings could temporarily resist with their own fighting spirit armor, but they were unable to withstand the thunder that was nearly as powerful as nature, and jumped off the city wall howling.
Although the wind dispersed the poisonous cloud on the city wall, a considerable part of it floated to the bottom of the wall. This made Thoreau almost unable to keep his eyes open as he groped wildly to find a safe haven.
Bang!
A muffled sound of falling to the ground sounded around him, accompanied by the unmistakable sound of bones breaking.
Thoreau shook his body and stopped.
He rubbed his eyes and saw a scene that he couldn't believe.
The person in front of him is the commander of the 2nd Brigade of the Tiehua Legion, a second-level strongman, and the armor on his body is clearly visible.
The high-quality armor was not broken, but thick black-red blood flowed out of it, with a nauseating smell of barbecue.
The electric light was still flowing on the armor. The commander struggled to lift his visor, staring at Thoreau, muttering something in his mouth, as if he wanted to let him pass.
But Thoreau did not dare to get close, because under that mask, he saw a face that did not belong to the human race.
The eyes are deathly white, the flesh is melted by the poisonous gas, the curly beard and hair are imprinted inside, and the face is covered with purple-black blood vessels washed by electric current.
"Can't beat it, can't beat it..."
The pale Thoreau murmured.
A desperate feeling of powerlessness spread in his heart.
He never imagined that war would be like this.
It can’t be beaten, it can’t be beaten at all.
The crossbows were useless, and the heavily armored soldiers could only be used as targets and killed like animals.
This is not a war at all, but a one-sided massacre!
But he did not dare to run away, because the scimitars of the supervising team were stained with blood; he also did not dare to pick up his crossbow again. What he had just seen had completely destroyed his courage to fight again.
He could only huddle among the piles of corpses in the corner and tremble, watching the new batch of reserves climb the city wall, and watching the remaining crossbowmen organize a wave of shooting.
I don’t know if it had any effect, but the shadow that had been covering the city wall finally disappeared.
This is a good thing.
But Thoreau found that the eyes of the officers and remaining crossbowmen were becoming more and more astonished.
The Wind Kings have indeed begun to rise, but before that, a fully armored Eagle Army jumps off the back of each Wind King!
Levan's head guard, the hyena, was also among them.
He fell from the air with a giant ax in his hand, trampled on the chest of a corpse, and thick blood splashed out.
The sound of the wind had disappeared at this moment, but the remaining toxins did not cause any harm to him. All the soldiers who airborne with him had already taken the antidote in advance.
"The little guys had a great time just now, and now it's finally my turn." The hyena flexed its ankles and shouted loudly: "Otto, Vader, go grab the bed crossbow!"
"Others, join me in guarding the city wall and clearing the way for the brothers who are coming!!"
After a round of melee, the ladders of the Eagle Army pioneers finally reached the city wall.
“How does my flying group feel?”
Outside the city, Raven looked at the city wall with a smile on his lips.
“It’s just a little trick.” On the city tower, Wanda, who had polished the armor of her left middle finger, clenched her fist:
“Linden! Take people to clear the city wall, give me some people. Push it back!”
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(End of this chapter)